Chapter 77

"Is this Yinling village?" Leng Wuhen stands in front of a painted black stone gate about 100 meters high. On the plaque above, there are three big red characters of Yinling village, with incomplete characters.

It seems that it has never been repaired for a long time, but at the moment, there are more than 20 people lying on the cold and traceless feet. They should have just passed out. The white Rune seal is printed on the black painted stone door.

When Leng Wuhen arrived at Yinling village, it was already dark. Along the way, he asked several people about the location of Yinling village. Other people looked at Wuhen like ghosts for a long time, and then slowly said the direction of Yinling village.

No one understands what the young man wants to do, just think he wants to know! After all, it's not that no one has asked about it, but after a while, I didn't think much about it.

At this time, the cold traceless face was flat, and he said to himself, "I'm going in. Wish me good luck!" At the same time, the tip of the foot a little whew a jump, flew over the paint black door.

"Why?" I saw in front of a very dazzling white, traceless back and fly back to the original place, some shocked color.

"Hey, hey!" Ling Hei He said with a smile: "it seems that no other place can enter the inner Yinling village except through the main gate. It's obvious that someone has put a spell on it."

"Well!" Leng Wuchen narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a low voice: he is more and more curious about it, but deep curiosity may kill him.

Cold no trace one hand hidden soul, black ember gas around no trace itself, one hand clenched his fist with gusts of strong wind, smashed to the black stone door.

"Bang!"

With a huge sound, the stone door was opened a gap, the door is open a little, inside the arc is overwhelming toward no trace rushed over, mind move, six black phantom appear.

Horizontal in front of the body to cover the head and chest, around this is also brought by the strong horizontal arc of violent blow fly, back a long distance, with bursts of piercing cold wind from the gap.

"Hiss!"

Fall on the ground, cold traceless body is still constantly twitching, a silvery white arc constantly in the body, see arc weakening just a turn over to stand up.

"Too strong!"

There was a little bit of fear in Leng Wuhen's eyes. He didn't have time to think about it. Wuhen quickly got into the crack and entered the Yinling village. The pain spread from the soles of his feet and made Wuhen tremble.

"This Yinling village is really unusual!" Feeling the pain from the soles of my feet, I felt a little sigh. It was dark in front of me. After a while, I could see everything in front of me. Tall buildings stood on both sides of the central road.

However, this building is overlapped with each other. It can be seen that there are windows on each floor. Although it is slightly broken, it can be imagined that it must have been extremely brilliant before.

Leng Wuhen has never seen this kind of building structure before. He can't help but wonder who did it. It seems that it is the architectural model of Sky City recorded in the organization books. What floor is it? The trees and plants all around are growing everywhere, and it is obvious that no one has taken care of it for many years.

Leng Wuchen hesitated for a moment and slowly walked inside. Yinling village is thicker than the night outside. It is like the dark and cold blood flowing from the rotten corpse, winding over the sky and the earth. The moon hovers lonely over the building, the light is dim, like the tears of a woman's eyes.

Tall buildings are blurred by the darkness, and from a distance, they look like bloody faces. It's raining. In the dark, everything is wet. The skin of trees and soil begins to fester. The air is filled with a suffocating smell.

Leng Wuchen didn't know that the gate of Yinling village was closed like being manipulated. Before long, thunder and lightning began to flash in Yinling village, depicting the fate of the village, which quickly disintegrated the whole night.

The scene turned pale and dark in a flash, and the sound of crying followed. The horizon is collapsing, and the dim white light spots overlap the dark buildings, tearing the night in despair.

The cold wind is whistling and the sharp sound is like a ghost shouting to break through the ground. Leng Wuchen can't help but quicken his pace and walk slowly along the direction of the cry.

"Be careful, it's too common here!" Ling said something worried.

Cold no trace deep breath mouth airway: "I know, but the more so, the more can arouse my interest, and desire in the heart."

"You're a pervert." Ling jokingly replied.

"Just like each other." Cold no trace mouth wipe out a sneer, distance cry more and more close, bone like rotten dead trees appear in front of no trace, like being beheaded, stretched to the sky speechless appeal.

There is a red hemp rope hanging under the branch, which is heavily blown by the wind. Under the rope, a woman's figure looms in front of Leng Wuchen's eyes, and the wet body shakes slightly.

The rope tightened the neck of the corpse, the facial muscles contracted downward, and the tongue in the throat stretched out the mouth desperately, the eyes were very open, and the round eyes were staring at the ground or deeper.

Long, dark, moist hair clings to the skull. Wearing a very ordinary red shirt, in addition to the feet of a pair of red shoes, especially soul stirring. The red shoes were very old. They were dark red with mottled lines and red skin color.The raindrops are constantly sliding from the black fog around the cold traceless body. The sound of ticking echoes faintly in the Yinling village. With the sound of whistling, it is very harsh.

"Is she crying?" Cold no trace heart secret way. Staring at the dead body hanging on the tree quietly, there was no discomfort in my heart, as if I was used to it.

I saw the corpse suddenly raised her head, crooked her neck, white face, showing a strange smile, mouth slowly flowing blood, instantly dyed the ground here.

"Oh Leng Wuhen snorted and said: tell me, why did you lead me here.

"Die! Die! Die The cold and hoarse voice came from the female corpse's mouth continuously. There was no emotion in the tone, and the voice was extremely deep.

Leng Wuhen said with a smile: "many people think I'll die, but it's the first time for me to die!"

"Hee hee! Hee hee More and more sadistic laughter sounded in traceless ears.

"Whew! Whew! Whew Six black figures appeared in front of Wu Chen's body. Although they were not far away, they still could not see their faces clearly. Their bodies were distorted and stood there motionless.

However, at this time, the female corpse did not know when she came to Leng Wuhen's back. She put her face on Leng Wuhen's shoulder, stroked her hot chest with her hands, and said coldly in her mouth: Why did you come here? No one has come here for a long time.

Leng Wuhen turns around and slowly pushes away the corpse of the woman in red. However, after seeing the appearance of the corpse, Wuhen is shocked and can't help shouting a beautiful sentence!

Her skin is better than snow, and her eyes are like clear water. When she looks around, she has a kind of elegant temperament, which makes people feel ashamed and dare not blaspheme. But the cold, arrogant, smart and charming manner made people feel trapped. Just now, compared with the present, they were judged to be two.