The early morning sunlight shone on his face, and Ye Yang finally no longer had to avoid his eyes. His pupils had gradually adapted to the sunlight. The warm sunlight gently caressed Ye Yang's face, caressing his bones wantonly, without any rejection or harm.
Contradiction, the sun is kind, she will treat every living being equally, even Ye Yang, who is an undead, is no exception.
Staggering down the rocky path, Ye Yang followed the place where the black smoke arose and walked away.
The weeds grew lush and lush, and it seemed that no one had ever set foot here. There were no traces around, except where Ye Yang passed by, there were signs that the weeds had been broken and trampled.
At the foot of a small hill, Ye Yang looked up and saw that the black smoke seemed to be getting thicker and thicker. The black smoke seemed to be very close to him. Could it be that the source of the smoke was opposite this small hill?
Thinking of this, Ye Yang cautiously climbed up the hill. Half a minute later, a picture appeared in front of Ye Yang's eyes. A small, declining village existed near the mountains and rivers. The houses in the village were scattered in a well-proportioned manner, but there were no
This scene of a high-rise building in his imagination was very different from what Ye Yang imagined.
However, before Ye Yang could be surprised, he found that there were hundreds of people crowded in an open space at the entrance of the village. Each of them seemed to be shouting something. Due to the distance, Ye Yang could not hear the main points.
In the middle of the crowd, there was a large stone platform. The stone platform was surrounded by dry dead wood. The dead wood was already burning. On the log in the center of the dead wood, there was a person tied up with five flowers. Ye Yang couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman.
Cleared.
The flames were roaring and black smoke was rising. It was impossible to see clearly. The only thing that could be known was that the person tied to the log could no longer hold on in the sea of fire.
Minutes later, he would definitely suffocate to death.
What era is this? Is it possible that the earth after 1,500 years will not only have no sustainable development of civilization, but will also degenerate into the form of primitive tribes? Will this be 1,500 years from now, or 1,500 years from now?
Years ago? Ye Yang's thoughts were confused for a moment. How could the world become like this? If people are burned alive, is there any humanity left?
No, I have to save people!
Ye Yang suddenly had such an impulse in his heart. After 0.01 seconds, Ye Yang ran straight down the hill. With such a brisk speed, he faced such a slope without any pressure.
The wind whistled in his ears, and Ye Yang walked vigorously, as if the victim trapped in the fire had some mysterious connection with him. Otherwise, how could he explain Ye Yang's impulsive behavior.
"What is that?" A young man in black shirt present suddenly asked.
"Back to you, young master, you're going too fast and you can't see clearly!" The strong man next to him complimented the young man.
None of the villagers present dared to speak out. Even if it was their relatives who were about to be burned to death, they had nothing to do because the village was invaded by the undead, and the young man in black shirt was an undead. After the undead clan was formed, it was almost the same as humans.
It’s no different, except that there have been great changes in attributes and temperament. This so-called young master must be the offspring of some undead temptress and an undead old ghost.
The young man in black was followed by eight people. This was the first information Ye Yang received from his eyes after coming down the hill. His consciousness told him that these people were incompatible with this village. Maybe the cruel burning torture was not because the people in the village were ignorant.
But it was done because of the malicious motivation of foreign invaders.
"Oh my God! Where did this guy run out!" When Ye Yang's figure was completely exposed at the corner of the village and he stopped, the boy in black shirt exclaimed, and then eight men behind him stepped forward to block him.
Behind him, everyone looked at the little skeleton Ye Yang angrily.
The villagers in the village were also frightened and took a few steps back. Seeing that there were about 300 people in the crowd, they couldn't do anything to the nine young men in black shirts?
"Ahem..." A faint cough came from the log on the stone platform. The flames on the side had already reached her feet. Through the swaying flames, Ye Yang could determine that the person who was being moved was
The trapped person is a female generation.
This is even more important. At the critical moment, you must show your true qualities as a hero. Although I am just a little skeleton, I also have a dream. If the other party is a beautiful woman, wouldn't it be a big advantage?
Ye Yang made a little fuss, and before the people confronting him had any idea of taking action, Ye Yang ran towards the stone platform in a sprint.
"Huh? Catch him quickly!" The young man in black shirt immediately became anxious when he saw what Ye Yang did. His posture clearly meant that he wanted to save people.
Eight strong men rushed towards Ye Yang quickly. Two of the slightly faster guys had a particularly conspicuous seal on their chests. Almost everyone on this continent knew it. It was the Spiritual Soldier Medal, a purple seal.
In the middle of the medal, there is a red word "Taxi". But to Ye Yang, these are nothing at all, because he has no research on these at all.
Two guys at the level of spiritual warriors quickly rushed toward Ye Yang. One of them reached out to grab Ye Yang's hand bones. Ye Yang felt a coldness behind him. Perhaps out of instinctive reaction, he quickly retreated to the side. The other
The spiritual man took action, and among the lightning and flint, Ye Yang rushed directly into the fire.
"Aura protects the body, drink!" The two men shouted loudly at the same time, and then followed Ye Yang and dived into the fire. The other six men stopped in front of the fire, perhaps out of fear of the blazing flames.
The badges on their chests only have the spirit level.
"Holy shit! It's so hot!" Ye Yang yelled and aimed straight at the woman on the log. The thick rope tied to her body had not been touched by the flames. When Ye Yang saw this, he didn't know what to do.
, how to rescue?
"Hmph! As an undead skeleton, you also want to save people? Are you blind?" The spirit warrior on the left yelled angrily. Obviously, he regarded Ye Yang as his own camp, but because Ye Yang
Yang's performance showed that the other party was obviously angry.
Scorched in the blazing fire, Ye Yang relied solely on his small body to hold on. The bones seemed to be about to burn. He was suffocating and breathless. Sweat flowed rapidly along the bones. Ye Yang was very curious. He was covered in bones. Why?
Come sweat?
He didn't have time to chat with them, and he didn't want to join in the same trouble with these undead guys. He tried the rope and couldn't untie it. There was no other way. Ye Yang started to deal with the log. The wood was not very strong. For Ye Yang, who was now astonishingly powerful.
, it shouldn’t be too difficult to pull up the log.
However, just when Ye Yang was about to shake the log, the spiritual man on the left finally lost his patience. Even if the other party was one of his own, it would be of no avail. Since he wanted to hinder his son's ideas, he was his mortal enemy.
"Suffer death!" the spiritual man shouted angrily, jumped up, and rushed towards Ye Yang in the fire. The momentum of the flames was blown away by this strong wind, and Ye Yang felt a trace of external force controlling the flow of the air.
, I don’t know when, his senses were so sharp, he inserted the bones of his two hands deeply into the thick log, no matter who came, there was only one purpose, to rescue this girl.
"Wow~"
A powerful force with a hint of fire hit Ye Yang's skeletal back. Ye Yang suddenly felt that all his organs were shaking. Ye Yang, who was about to suffocate, was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe for a moment.
He clearly felt the resistance of various organs in his body, and the bones in his body scattered debris on the ground. The bones were somewhat misplaced, as if they were about to fall apart.
"Is it just this level? My ability seems to have been enhanced a lot. Is it over with just one blow like this?" Ye Yang was unwilling to give in and thought sadly in his heart.
"You white bones, let's burn them too." As Ye Yang's body became weak and he knelt on his knees, the spiritual man on the right spoke, but instead of attacking, he turned around and left.
The spiritual warrior who was traveling with them also left. It wasn't that they pitied Ye Yang and couldn't bear to kill their companions, but that their body-protecting spiritual energy could no longer support it. These two guys were both spiritual warriors who had advanced in their hearts.
A junior spiritual warrior of the same level is not as strong as expected, otherwise the previous palm would have scattered Ye Yang's bones all over the ground.
When his strength failed, among the countless fast bones, a different type of bone emitted a faint light, making Ye Yang seem to receive a trace of strength inexplicably. He stood up slowly, without having time to notice the strangeness of his body, and inserted his fingertips again
Among the logs, a sudden force was exerted, and the logs rose in response.
"Boom~"
A burst of thunder broke out, and a thunderbolt in the clear sky directly knocked back the rising sun. The clouds were thick, and the wind was blowing. The strange changes in the sky made everyone present feel surprised and uncertain, wondering why this change in the weather was so strange.
A bolt of lightning fell from the sky and hit Ye Yang on the back. At this moment, Ye Yang was looking at the thick log, leaning slightly and arching his back. His pair of green eyes showed an unusual coldness in the sea of fire.
"Huh~"
The spiritual man took a breath and sighed: "He is not dead. He is just a skeleton. How can he withstand such a blow?"
The young man in black shirt widened his eyes, stared straight ahead, and said in shock: "How did that log get up? Skeletons are so powerful? Isn't it said that skeletons are semi-finished products that cannot be advanced into undead?
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"簌簌~" The rain finally couldn't help but pour down. The sudden attack of the heavy rain made this miserable fire torture no longer filled with scorching heat. The rolling flames could no longer raise their heads under the blow of the rain.
, gradually, the flame was extinguished, the power of nature is infinite, no one can compete with it.
The black soot on Ye Yang's body was washed away by the rain, and the white bones were extremely conspicuous in the rain. The unconscious girl who was tied to the log was also awakened by the rain. She opened her beautiful eyebrows and did not shout loudly when she realized her situation.
, just holding back the tears from falling, those beautiful autumn eyes were full of charming perseverance.
"Bang~" After the rain had extinguished the flames, Ye Yang inserted the log back into place again, took a step forward, and yelled out unquestionable words in his young voice: "If you want to kill her, come at me first!"
