Chapter 425 Restlessness

The white flame man frowned.

After leaving the house, the footprints on the base looked for three people who had been missing for almost ten minutes.

It was dark outside the house.

It was also exceptionally quiet.

When the white-flame man walked out of the house, he saw a dark, empty village.

But under his control, within a hundred meters of his body, it was bright.

The wind in the mountains was very strong at night. The ground of the deserted village was covered with withered leaves and grass. The fallen branches were fluttering and fluttering when the night wind blew.

He began to walk all the way.

Searching all the way,

Plop!

Suddenly, the sound of water came from the originally quiet deserted village. Could it be the three of them? The white flame man walked in the direction of the voice.

He quickly found the source of the sound and saw three people, 793, 631 and 824, jumping one by one into a well in the middle of a deserted village.

Plop!

Plop!

In the end, both of them jumped into the well, and the white flame man couldn't stop them.

Time passed,

The deserted village was always very quiet. Suddenly, boom!

There was an explosion, and the white flames shot up into the sky.

But the silence immediately subsided.

The deserted village regained its peace and dead silence. Time passed slowly and the village was quiet... Suddenly!

Bang!

A figure covered in blood stumbled over and ran as fast as he could. Along the way, he tripped over the roots of the trees that were standing on the ground. He wanted to get up and continue running out of the village in fear.

But at this moment, the deserted village under the dark night seemed to have something to grab the blood-stained people and drag them into the deserted village.

The white flame man was unwilling to give up and wanted to struggle. He was covered in blood, leaving long blood marks on the ground.

With a shrill scream, the deserted village was completely restored to peace.

There was no movement.

Until an hour later, boom!

There were two helicopters flying over the deserted village. The strong wind crushed a shadow of a tree under it. The huge movement, the glaring searchlight, and once again broke the remote mountain village that did not appear on the map.

"That's where the fire started!"

"There is a special energy residue in the air. Be careful, there is yin qi here!"

"Team 1 is on standby in the air, team 2 is coming down with me! The sky of the xuling cave is about to open, there must be some ghosts that we have missed!"

On a helicopter hovering in the air, there were several figures descending from the deserted village along the rope.

...

At the same time,

In the other direction twenty or thirty miles away.

Wow!

The sound of water suddenly rang out in the night, and a few figures emerged slowly from a river.

There were five of them.

"Yamada, there are two less people coming ashore from the water." An old man with one ear missing was accompanied by a middle-aged man who rushed over to report.

Old man with one ear's face darkened, "Let's continue on the road."

The two of them spoke in the east asian language.

These east asians were well-trained people. Faced with the inexplicable disappearance of their companions, no one showed a look of fear and unease. They continued on their way.

But not far away, the one-eared old man suddenly raised his arm and stopped the procession.

The middle-aged man spoke again and asked the one-eared old man if he had any orders. Old man with one ear turned around and looked at the group of four with an uncertain expression on his face. The old man's voice was filled with murderous intent, "Didn't you notice that another person was missing from the group?"

The crowd, who had been driving silently along the way, was shocked when they heard this. It was true that another person was missing from the team.

"We have ghosts here!"

The middle-aged man's face changed.

Poof!

The middle-aged man's head exploded like a watermelon.

The headless body fell straight to the ground, stained with blood.

The shock was so sudden that no one could react. By the time they did, the middle-aged man was already a dead body on the ground.

"I have confirmed that you are not the ghost."

Old man with one ear's words were cold and heartless, and his cold eyes shone in the night.

Poof!

Another man's head exploded, and the headless body that had lost its life fell to the ground.

"So it's not you either."

No one could see the speed of Old man with one ear's hand until the second person fell to the ground and died. The only two people left found out that Old man with one ear had disappeared from where he was standing and appeared next to the second person's body, making a sound to himself.

The remaining two looked at the dead bodies of their companions, and their expressions were a little off.

A good sense of discipline does not mean that they ignore life and die without knowing why.

One of them just wanted to explain, but he just opened his mouth and didn't have time to speak, poof!

His head was taken away by Old man with one ear, and his headless body fell heavily to the ground.

Old man with one ear held his head in his hand.

"It's not you, so that ghost is you?" Old man with one ear sen smiled coldly. The man wanted to escape, but he could not escape the fate of his other companions.

Just a few steps away, he suddenly felt a sharp pain. The headless body fell into the grass with a bang after a few steps forward and inertia.

"Hmm? It's not you either? Then it's me?"

Bang!

Old man with one ear snapped his head and killed himself. The smell of blood soon spread through the mountains.

It was late at night and in the deserted mountains and forests, peace was restored once again.

Time passed slowly.

"Wasn't it me?"

A gloomy and old voice sounded in the desolate forest, pitiful and treacherous.

The pitiful voice came from the suicidal Old man with one ear.

The broken flesh on the ground seemed to be wriggling under the moonlight, which broke through the leaves into pieces...

...

The next day.

Early morning.

Fang Zheng had just taken back his clothes when he received another big piece of news.

On the other side of the cave, there was a fight.

The crossfire spread to a hundred miles around, and the people living nearby could hear the explosion from time to time in the dark.

A helicopter roared past the city.

The reason he knew about it was because one of his friends' college classmates was from there. The circle of friends shared the short video and he saw it.

However, the video was only dark and could only hear explosions and the sound of helicopters whizzing past overhead.

Nothing else.

It was rumored that this might be a late-night military exercise.

But Fang Zheng knew that with such a formation, it was likely that the other side had already started fighting in advance.

I didn't expect this to happen so soon...

Early in the morning, the knight's message in the group confirmed Fang Zheng's guess again.

Knight: "Last night, a large number of foreign cultivators died there after a night of fighting in the sky of xuling cave!"

"One cave sky, two Blessed Land, three places opened at the same time. Now the world is crazy. There are all kinds of rumors, and all want to know the latest information. But the cultivators they sent have been attacking all night, and no one has brought out the information alive!"

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