My Master is Lin Zhengying

This Marshal Duan is probably not an ordinary warlord.

In this guy's hands, he may really have some power that cannot be resisted by ordinary human beings.

Uncle Jiu also heard this.

However, Nan Chen and the others have no way to verify this matter.

At the same time, there is no way to manage it at present, and I don't have the energy.

The most important thing now is to go back to Tianshi Mansion!

This also counts as an episode that happened on the boat.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the crowd arrived at the provincial capital wharf.

This place is incomparable to Jinling City.

It seems a lot of depression, and there are not many goods up and down.

Bustling, a group of beggars, and refugees.

When they came to the town, they found a hotel to stay.

Because there is a curfew at night, no one is allowed to go out.

Everyone was not in a hurry for this night, and had a good meal in the inn.

This meal should be the best and most satisfying meal you have eaten in the past two months.

After eating and drinking, everyone returned to their rooms.

Before returning to the room, the waiter repeatedly told everyone.

No matter what happens or hears at night.

You must never leave the inn, let alone open the windows.

Nan Chen and the others didn't take it seriously, so they smiled and nodded in agreement.

They all want to nourish their energy, go to the horse market early in the morning, and rush to Longhu Mountain as soon as possible.

Who is okay to run outside at night?

But after sleeping until midnight, Nan Chen woke up from the cold.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt a burst of yin energy overflowing from the window.

The cloudy air is thick and has condensed into a faint white air.

And there are bursts of corpse smell, as well as the sound of footsteps.

Nan Chen was startled, this is the provincial capital.

Moreover, Changsha's feng shui is guarded by Nine Dragons, and its feng shui is excellent.

What's the situation with such a strong Yin Qi and the smell of corpses? .

Inexplicably, Nan Chen thought of Marshal Duan's undead army.

He got off the bed and walked slowly to the window.

Slowly, the window was pushed open a crack.

He squinted his eyes and glanced out of the window.

Seeing this, Nan Chen was stunned.

I saw an army outside the window at this moment.

Carrying guns, marching to the pier.

A batch of boarded ships, and then transported through the river, these troops were pulled away.

If it was an ordinary army, Nan Chen would not be surprised.

The problem is, this army is actually composed of a group of corpses.

Under the moonlight, Nan Chen could clearly see their faces.

All of them were haggard and lifeless.

From top to bottom, there was a faint yin and corpse odor.

Their eyes were red, they were carrying guns, and they were rushing forward step by step.

In the army, there are also some who carry the flag.

Those flags all have a black word "Duan"...

Nan Chen gasped.

Is this what the villager said, Marshal Duan's undead army?

Now it seems that it is true.

According to Nan Chen's observation, these dead people should all belong to walking corpses.

is no longer alive.