Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Phantom of the Misty Empty City Claims His Life
The earth trembled, and the rumble of horse hooves sounded in the silent night.
The snow-enchanted eyes are disheveled, and the white clothes are miserable, walking like a zombie in the white mist. The hazy moonlight is blurry and scattered, and there is a faint and cold white light.
Under the night cover ahead, a flash of light suddenly appeared, and Yi Shengtian's elite troops surged toward the "line of sky" like a tide. The earth trembled, and the trees swayed, echoing continuously under the empty night cover.
When the horse team was getting closer and closer, Xue Meitong picked up a bamboo leaf, put it gently to her lips, transmitted the sound thousands of miles away, and blew out a long, harsh sound. In an instant, the frightened neighing of the horses echoed through the night sky, accompanied by
With a "bang bang" collision, the cavalry team was in chaos. The frightened horses jumped around, overturning the soldiers on the horses, crowding the infantry behind, and causing messy footsteps.
In the silent night, the white mist filled the air and the cold wind blew every now and then, making all the sounds appear so clear and somewhat pale and strange.
"hiss--"
"Shh!"
"drive!"
"oh!"
The neighing of the horses was mixed with the control sounds of the masters. There was chaos ahead, and the turbulent horse team came to a halt.
In this chaos, Xue Mei Tong began to quietly blow the leaves, and the slow and melodious tune was clearly transmitted to the ears of every soldier through the internal force, telling the resentment and anger of a wilderness ghost with sobs and plaints.
.In particular, the melody played by Xue Meitong was specially selected from the fatal phone ringtone in the Japanese classic ghost film "The Caller", which condensed the eerie atmosphere to the extreme, like ice, seeping into every moment bit by bit.
In the hearts of the enemy soldiers, it made them feel cold and terrified.
The cavalry was under control again, but they could not control the inexplicable fear and terror in the hearts of each soldier. The soldiers stared blankly at the white woman in front of them shrouded in white mist, who was as resentful as a ghost from hell, and her resentful tunes froze their limbs.
, chilled their hearts.
In the middle of the cavalry, Yi Shengtian, dressed in armor, stared at the strange woman in the white mist with sharp eyes, like an eagle's eyes that were three parts scrutinizing and seven parts vigilant. He raised his head and looked at the "line of sky" shrouded in white mist, his eyebrows tightened.
Lock, thinking hard about something.
The mountains are filled with white mist and the forest is dark, which looks particularly strange in the silent night.
Slowly, he put away the last long note, but at that moment, a strong wind strangely blew up, blowing up the white dress of Xue Mei Tong, swaying the torch in the enemy's hand, and making the surrounding woods roar.
Weirdly, a burst of "dinging bells" came from the depths filled with white mist. The messy notes revealed a strange order, just like the death charm of the soul seducer from hell, and like the anger of a fierce ghost after being disturbed.
's roar.
The soldiers looked to the left and right one after another, and the horses trampled uneasily.
Looking back hastily, the woman in white in front of him disappeared. A soldier exclaimed, "That woman...that woman...is missing!"
His words caused a stir. The soldiers looked around in fear, fearing that the ghostly woman would appear behind them in the next moment and take their lives.
"ah--"
There was a scream in the team. The soldiers looked around in shock. Without realizing it, several brothers had died tragically under the hoofs of the horses. Their facial features were distorted, their flesh and blood were blurred, and their condition was too horrific to be seen.
"hiss--"
The horses were frightened, collided with the horses around them, and ran like crazy, trampling the infantry behind them, disrupting the formation, and scattering the morale of the army.
"General!"
Immediately, a general asked Yi Shengtian for instructions. Yi Shengtian frowned and made a "kill" gesture. The general immediately ordered his men to hunt down the crazy horses, and at the same time ordered the soldiers to maintain their formation and not move arbitrarily.
Finally, it became quiet again. Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the Snow Magic Eye suddenly appeared from the depths of the white mist like a ghost.
"you--"
A slender jade finger pointed far away and landed on Yi Shengtian. His eyes were dark and strange, like a cruel ghost. Just the word "you", full of resentment and coldness, was spat out, but there was no more words.
One of the tiger generals beside Yi Shengtian rode his horse and came towards Xue Mei Tong with a gun. The silver gun in his hand pointed at Xue Mei Tong and angrily shouted, "What kind of evildoer dares to deceive the hearts of the army here! Take your life -"
The silver spear was raised, the horse's hooves were raised, and the vigorous figure rushed towards Xue Mei Tong. Xue Mei Tong's brows were cold, and he looked coldly at the general. He raised his arm and pointed at the general in the distance.
In an instant, as if cast by a witch, the galloping horse neighed and stopped. The general on the horse was unprepared and fell off his horse. A strange dark wind blew in white mist, covering the horse.
He lost his sight, and the white mist dissipated, only to see the silver spear piercing the general's chest deeply. The general's face was horrified, his eyes widened, and he refused to close his eyes.
That silver spear is the general's own weapon!
"ah--"
"General Li - how could -"
"Sorcery—witchcraft—"
There was a commotion in the ranks of soldiers, some screamed in fear, some cowered in fear and crouched down and hugged their heads tightly, and some even began to retreat step by step, wishing they could escape this strange and inhospitable place immediately.
"Those who offend me——"
His brows were gloomy, his eyes were cold, his clear jade finger pointed at Yi Shengtian, and his thin ice-white lips were slightly slender. It was like a few big words drifting from the abyss of hell. They were bone-chilling and instantly froze everyone's souls, "Kill——"
The white mist filled the air and the figures faded away. Yi Shengtian stared closely at the "line of sky" filled with white mist for a long time. Although he never saw the ghost again, he did not dare to step forward rashly. The last "line" left by the ghost
The word "kill" was like a strange and cold hand, tightly grasping his soul, stiffening his body, draining his mind, leaving him unable to think or make decisions. His mind was empty and his ears were constantly ringing.
Echoing that eerie and strange voice like a ghost demanding death from hell, "Kill——"
Finally, Yi Shengtian raised his hand, and the herald immediately shouted, "Retreat—"
Until many years later, when Yi Shengtian recalled what happened tonight, he still couldn't believe that he had fought bloody battles and was fearless in life and death, but he would actually be killed in front of a ghostly and strange woman and the sound of "kill" that sounded like Yama demanding his life.
, cower in fear, retreat with gold!
…
"Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah - Yi Shengzhen really retreated!"
Seeing Yi Shengtian's team leaving in dejection, Xue Meitong couldn't help but throw herself into Feng Qingge's arms, hugged his neck, and cheered, "Hahahahahahahahahaha - Qingge, we succeeded! We succeeded!"
"Tongtong, my little lady!"
Feng Qingge was also extremely excited. He hugged Xue Meitong tightly, kissed her heavily, and did not hide the joy in his heart, "My wife is indeed a genius!"
"Hahahahahaha——"
Xue Meitong patted her chest proudly and said proudly, "Of course! I believe Yi Shengtian won't harass us anymore tonight, and we can have a peaceful sleep!"
"Yes!" Zi'er and others were also excited, "After today, General Leng's reinforcements will arrive tomorrow. We succeeded!"
Everyone cheered and hugged each other to celebrate.