Doomsday Rise

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The second person died. He was a strong man. He was wiping his sword. It was a Tang sword. It was made of black iron and cut iron like clay. However, even though it is a precious sword, it still needs maintenance. Otherwise, If the blood is stained for a long time, it will also corrode the knife body.

Very suddenly, he fell down, startling his companions.

"Old Song, are you so tired? You fell asleep even while sitting... No -" the companion's voice suddenly rose, "Old Song, what's wrong with you?"

There were three people with Lao Song. One of them reached out to check Lao Song's pulse. When he touched it, his fingers suddenly trembled, his eyes widened, and he blurted out: "Dead!"

Swish——

The other two people backed away as if they were electrocuted, keeping distance from the corpse, and then looked in the direction of the Four Dou Rice Cult as if on conditioned reflex.

Two people died one after another, and the atmosphere in the fortress suddenly became tense. If the death of the disciple with four buckets of rice was an accident, then the death of Lao Song was definitely not an accident.

"How did you die?" This should be what everyone wants to know. Lao Song's three companions did not dare to approach the body. The uneasiness on their faces was obvious. In the end, Lu Muchun stepped forward to check it out.

"How are you doing, senior?" Lao Song's companion looked at Lu Muchun as if he were a savior.

"One blow is fatal, and the soul is shattered." Lu Musun said.

"Who did it?" Lao Song's companions suddenly became angry. They couldn't say that they were brothers with Lao Song, but they were also very happy with each other. After decades of friendship, they knew Lao Song very well. There were no enemies of Lao Song in the fortress. .

He is not an enemy, but to do this cruel thing is simply crazy.

"I'm ashamed, I can't see the trick." Lu Muchun shook his head.

"Senior, can you help me—" The disciples of the Four Dou Rice Sect also calmed down at this time, and sincerely asked Lu Muchun for help. If it were other times, Lu Muchun would not want to be associated with the people of the Four Dou Rice Sect, but now the situation is special. He walked over before the disciples of the Four Dou Rice Sect finished speaking, checked it out, and said: "Soul Destruction, a fatal blow!"

Although the disciples of the Four Dou Rice Sect were mentally prepared, they were still slightly shocked when they heard Lu Muchun's words, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

"Senior, can't you really tell...whose trick it is?" It took a while before a disciple plucked up the courage to ask.

"I don't know!" Lu Muchun shook his head and was about to walk back to his seat, but at this moment, a strange voice sounded.

"I don't know, or I dare not say."

"Of course I don't know!" Lu Muchun stopped suddenly, stared at Shui Boqi with a knife-like gaze, and said calmly: "Although I have ordinary abilities, I am not afraid of anyone."

Shui Boqiu chuckled, but stopped answering.

"Senior, please also tell me that I, the Four Dou Rice Sect, will be very grateful." The disciples of the Four Dou Rice Sect immediately shifted their target to Shui Boqiu.

"Four Dou Rice is nothing, it's worthy of talking to me." Shui Boqiu's words shocked and angered the disciples of the Four Dou Rice Sect, and they almost couldn't help but draw their swords.

Shui Boqi's ugly face was full of disdain, and he stared at the disciples of the Four Dou Rice Sect with squinting eyes, as if waiting for them to take action. However, the disciples of the Four Dou Rice Cult restrained themselves. The cause of their senior brother's death was not yet clear, so it was not appropriate to create extraneous matters.

Bo——

Another person died, this time it was a female disciple, a disciple of the Dayan Clan. She also fell down silently, without any sign, and there were no wounds on her body.

This time, everyone's bodies became tense. If everyone had relaxed their vigilance about the two people who died before, now everyone is on alert, but no one noticed anything unusual.

"Brother Shui, please tell me who is hurting people secretly." Partridge's injury has not healed, but at this moment he can't lie down anymore and struggles to stand up. After all, he is a master of the older generation. Although he is injured, he still This time he was angry, there was a shocking aura coming out of him.

"I wonder who it is. It turns out to be Partridge. You're not dead yet." Shui Boqi gloated when he saw Partridge's embarrassment.

"If God doesn't accept it, there's nothing I can do about it." Partridge said calmly.

"Do you still remember what happened in Yinshan?" Shui Boqi asked.

"You mean?" Partridge's face changed.

"Actually, you have already guessed it, you just don't want to believe it." Shui Bo said.

Partridge's expression suddenly turned ugly. Although the people around him didn't know what the two were talking about, they knew a little bit about it, and the answer had been found.

"Senior Feng, what happened in Yinshan?" Erliang beggar shook Feng Yaozi awake.

"You're young, why are you so curious?" Feng Yaozi opened his eyes, his face full of displeasure.

"Several people have died." Erliang beggars said.

"I won't die, I'm not worried." Feng Yaozi said.

"Why? Why won't Senior die? Then who will die?" Erliang beggar became even more curious.

"That thing likes to eat people with strong blood and unstable souls." Feng Yaozi said.

"Senior, can you tell me more specifically?" Liu Wei'an asked humbly.

"I haven't experienced anything about Yinshan. I just heard that someone raised a little ghost that eats people's souls. It also likes to eat the souls of powerful people with strong blood. People who die have their bodies intact but their souls are broken." Feng Yaozi said. .

"There is a ghost around us!" Erliang beggar's hair immediately stood up.

"Today's situation is very similar to the situation in Yinshan back then. Whether it is true or not can be determined only by finding the little ghost." Feng Yaozi said.

"How to find it? What does the little ghost look like?" Huangfu was panicked one day. He felt that he fit the little ghost's appetite very well, with strong blood and powerful spirit.

"I don't know, I've never seen it." Feng Yaozi said.

"You don't know either?" Taishi Chugong was disappointed.

"It is rumored that everyone who has seen the imp has died." Feng Yaozi said.

"How did the Yinshan incident end?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"Thousands of people have gone to Yinshan, and in the end less than twenty people came back. After these people came back, they kept silent about their experiences in Yinshan." Feng Yaozi said.

"Who raises the imp?" Jian Twenty-san asked the most critical question.

"Partridge Zi should know that he was the person who experienced Yinshan Mountain himself. I'm going to sleep, so don't disturb me." After Feng Yaozi finished speaking, he closed his eyes again.

Liu Wei'an and others all looked at Partridge. They had never noticed before that this guy was quite capable. There were more than a thousand people, but only about twenty came back. This person was one of the survivors. No wonder, along the way, He was injured many times and survived in the end. He really had extraordinary skills.

Partridge's face kept changing, sometimes fearful, sometimes murderous, sometimes hesitant. Finally, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the deepest part of the fortress, where a person was squatting.

"Gui Cha, why are you doing this?" Partridge's tone was determined, exuding a ferocious beast-like aura.

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