Chapter 564

The undead that poured into the village were not particularly large, but just a few were enough to deal a devastating blow to the village head, Xie Sang, who could not save so many people by himself...

However, after the violent wind disk appeared, the four ghost corpses were immediately swept into the air and strangled alive!

"This is... this is..."

The villagers who were rescued by the wind tornado looked in Zhang Xiaohou's direction in disbelief after they came back to their senses.

Su Xiaoluo also looked at Zhang Xiaohou who was beside him in amazement, who was controlling the power of the wind...

She might have guessed that Zhang Xiaohou was a hunter who came out to take risks, but she never thought that Zhang Xiaohou would be a mid-level mage.

The village chief Xie Sang had a hard time dealing with the undead, he couldn't kill the fast undead after a long time, but Zhang Xiaohou's wind disk was an instant kill, killing four ghost corpses in an instant! !

"Wind disk-Tianluo!"

Zhang Xiaohou drew the star map again, and suddenly another whirling wind appeared with even greater momentum.

The whirling wind formed a thick wind barrier, enveloping a group of villagers all at once.

Zhang Xiaohou then controlled the wind barrier to prevent them from shrinking, and the villagers seemed to be protected by the hurricane in the eye of the wind. As long as those hungry undead pounced on the wind barrier, they would be killed in an instant. The room was shattered into pieces!

Undead are stupid, they only know how to pounce on living things. There are more than a dozen villagers who have gathered together to escape in Fengpantianluo. The hungrier and greedy they are, the more they pounce on this magic of wind, and the more they die. many.

Nearly ten undead all collided with the Wind Pan Tianluo, and were wiped out all at once, completely dead.

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Two wind spells descended from the sky, killing the dozen or so undead who broke into the village, making the villagers almost bow down to the blessing of the wind god.

Village head Xie Sang killed the last rotting corpse, and looked at this skinny young man whom he called a fool in disbelief.

Xie Sang couldn't deal with more than a dozen undead by himself. He knew the village was going to be wiped out the moment the undead attacked the village. He never expected that the horrible thing that destroyed the village would be killed by the two fools. clean!

Xie Sang knew that he might be a mage, but he had never heard of a mage with such cultivation at this age! !

"What are you crying for?

What are you crying for? Is this the time to cry? Hurry up and hide in the cellar! "Xie Sang, the village head, yelled at the surrounding villagers who had no ability to resist.

The entire massacre didn't take long, but more than a dozen villagers were killed, and countless more were injured.

God knows if there are more undead outside, as the village head, he must make a decision immediately.

The well cellar, this is the place where their village takes refuge in special circumstances. The secret room is generally closed and buried deep in the stone layer that isolates the soil of other undead. Now everyone must take some food, water, and heating things to escape to the well cellar.

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It was too late to mourn, and the villagers fled to the well cellar with their belongings.

It was not completely night yet, but the whole village was deserted, and what was left on the muddy road were streams of bright red water.

There was no time to deal with the corpses of the villagers. They were soaked in water, and their death conditions were very miserable...

The strange thing is, apart from the dozen or so undead before, there are no other undead creatures rushing into the village. In fact, there are many other undead creatures crawling out of the village, but they are not interested in the village at all. , Even after smelling the smell of ash wood, even the smell of blood did not make them move here.

The rain has calmed down a little, and it is as continuous as needles.

Outside the village, a gray coir raincoat was slowly printed in the rain curtain.

The bamboo hat was so huge that it covered the face of the man in coir raincoat, and he could barely see his pointed chin.

This person walked a few steps towards the entrance of the village, and glanced at the pool of blood in front of him under the pattering rain...

"There are other sorcerers..." The voice of the man in coir raincoat floated out like a cold wind.

"Ugh~~~~Ugh~~~~~~~~~!"

Beside the man, a few strong carrion corpses were screaming with hunger. They were only a few meters away from the man in the coir raincoat, but they did not attack the man in the coir raincoat. Instead, they stood a few steps behind him like a servant distance.

"The corpse is given to you." Coir raincoat said ruthlessly.

As soon as the words fell, the robust rotting corpses rushed towards the corpses of the villagers scattered in the village, all of them crazy like vicious dogs!

"Is it useful to hide in the cellar, hahahahaha!!!"

The man in coir raincoat suddenly turned around and disappeared into the black rain curtain, leaving the grinning laughter echoing in the cold wind and echoing over the village.

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It rained continuously for three days. Fortunately, Mo Fan is an open-minded man who knows how to draw squares on the ground with a branch to relieve boredom by playing backgammon with Liu Ru.

"The rain stopped, we can go on the road." Ali, the follower, came back from the cave and said to everyone.

"Why, you guys still want to go to Huacun?" The short man looked at these people.

"Definitely go." Mo Fan said.

Mengya nodded as well.

"I'm talking about you two. I know that you are outstanding in strength, but I have heard people say that there is a evil abyss near Huacun. If we accidentally step on the evil abyss, hundreds of lives will die!" the short man said. Said.

"Either refund the money, or go on the road." Mo Fan said directly.

"It's impossible to refund the money!" said the short man.

"Then let's go."

"I also have to go to Hua Village. I haven't been back to Yangyang Village for several years. Although I don't know why my uncle never let me go back, but this time I saw that the village was gone, so I have to figure out what to say. "The strong man said seriously.

The strong man's name was Fang Youmiao, and the unscrupulous Mo Fan laughed for at least an hour when he knew the name of this burly farmer.

Fang Youmiao is from Yangyang Village. Because he didn't like the closedness of the village, he went to the big city for several years. But when he returned to the ancient capital the year before last, his uncle didn't allow him to go back to the village. Fang Youmiao thought it was a village. The family rejected him as a person who betrayed his ancestors, that's why he hung out in the ancient capital, but this time he came back, but he didn't expect that the whole village was gone!

After all, they are family members. Whatever they say, they must find out the reason for their disappearance. Naturally, the only way to find the answer is to go to Huacun next door.

Only the short man had the idea of ​​going back, so he basically got carried away.

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The journey to Hua Village was rare and peaceful, and I also encountered groups of undead, but with gray garlic, I passed by without any risk.

However, after arriving at Hua Village, everyone was stunned by the empty village again!

Why did the Huacun people disappear? ?

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(Almost, I almost thought that this month will be the 31st. Haha, once this chapter is published, the new January will come, and I’m already lying down, everyone, come here with the monthly pass!!!)