Inside the cave, zombies were staring at each other.
"The entrance of the cave was not blocked. I'll stop him and you go out, don't hesitate." Xiang Que said, pulling out the magic whip.
"Haha, just kidding." Wang Kunlun curled his lips: "I found that you have always been very humorous recently. Why are you Lei Feng?"
"I didn't joke with you, I'll hold him back. Don't have any conflicts with the other party after you leave the cave. You will never hesitate to kill this group of people. So try to keep a low profile and keep silent. I can at least ensure that I'm safe in a short time.
As long as you can hold on for a while, this zombie will have nothing to jump on."
Wang Kunlun frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Go out, you'll know when you go out." Xiang Que took the God-beating Whip and waved at the zombies decisively. The zombies who had eaten the God-beating Whip before were stunned and roared with fear. Wang Kunlun immediately followed him.
He rushed over to Xiangque.
"Ba,ba,ba......"
The whip in Xiangque's hand hit the zombie wildly like raindrops. His thumping beaten up the zombie suffered a lot, and wounds appeared one by one.
When the zombie was driven away by Xiang Que, Wang Kunlun rushed out without hesitation by the opportunity, and directly pulled a bunch of rocks and rushed to the entrance of the cave to quickly walk outside. The zombies didn't even see it.
Looking at him, among the people, he only has a deeper memory of Xiang Que, because he only suffered the most.
"Tread, step, step" sounds of footsteps came from the cave, and the two old men, the young man and the woman in white frowned and looked over at the same time.
"The two young men didn't die inside, they had some tricks," an old man said lightly.
Wang Kunlun crawled out of the cave in a dirt face. As soon as he came out, his eyes stared at the three people, but he chose to remain silent very cleverly.
"There is another one, it seems that it was left behind." The young man glanced at Wang Kunlun indifferently and smiled: "You shouldn't look at me with such a hatred. Even if you pretend, you have to pretend to be nothing.
Looking at me like this, I will definitely think that you will seek revenge on me for your companions in the future. Do you think I can leave a root of disaster for myself?... Although you are not a root of disaster, I just don't want to give it to myself.
Just cause trouble, it’s the same if you don’t die inside and you die outside.”
"Silence the mouth," Wang Kunlun asked with his eyes narrowed.
Xiang Que absolutely did not expect that this young man's mind was so meticulous and sinister that he had the intention to kill without any grudges or ties with them.
"hehe······"
An old man beside the young man waved his hand slightly, and Wang Kunlun was immediately sucked by a huge force uncontrollably, and then his neck was firmly grasped by the old man in his palm.
Wang Kunlun suddenly felt his breathing stagnant, as if his neck would be twisted off by the other party in an instant, and he had no strength to resist now.
"Riding a white horse, walking through the three gates... I went back to the Central Plains in plain clothes, putting down Xiliang... No one cared about it." A song like a broken gong suddenly floated up below the cave.
The singing is very ugly, a bit like the intermittent sound of the radio signal when it is poor.
"Zhaola,Zhaola,Zhaola" A donkey walked happily towards the mountain with small steps. An old man in a Taoist robe sat on the donkey, and he put his whole body on the donkey's back as if he was paralyzed.
It looks extremely lazy and decadent.
The few people who were stunned all looked over, their eyes filled with confusion and doubt.
The donkey took a small step, went up the mountain, walked to the cave, and then stopped and stood still.
The old Taoist on the donkey's back had a few eye poops on his turbid eyes, and a few dark nose hairs appeared in his nostrils. His hair was casually tied to the back of his head and was covered with oil stains. Even the Taoist robe was covered with Taoist robe.
It's a bit nauseating.
The old Taoist looked at the people for a few more glances and then looked back, then raised his head and looked at the air slanted at 90 degrees.
This scene made the few people a little confused. The old man who was holding Wang Kunlun hesitated and did not break his neck, looking at the old Taoist with fear.
Suddenly, a broken sword suddenly stretched out from the air in front of the old Taoist, and the broken sword was covered with rust.
The broken sword that stretched out directly from the air shone downwards, and a very dark gap was drawn. An extremely cold aura suddenly emerged, and then a gust of cold wind blew.
"The underworld... This is the breath of the underworld," another old man said in surprise.
"Swish" the gap stretched until when one person was more than one person tall, it suddenly cracked, revealing a huge hole. One foot first stepped out, and then a figure stepped out from the gap.
The figure fell quietly to the ground, holding a broken sword in his hand, looked at the old Taoist on the back of the donkey and then remained silent.
The old Taoist and the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared stared at the northwest of the cave at the same time. A moment later, a figure quietly appeared on the horizon in the distance. After he took a few steps casually, he went from far to near.
He appeared in front of the cave in a flash, but he had walked a few kilometers away in just a blink of an eye.
The last person who came was wearing an ordinary long gown, with a tough face in his thirties. He looked at the old Taoist and the middle-aged man with both hands on his back and then bent down respectfully to salute the two of them.
The old Taoist on the donkey's back squinted his eyes and snorted in his nose. The middle-aged man holding the broken sword smiled, his smile was relieved and peaceful, revealing an infinite sense of care.
Before the cave, three strange people came to the cave one after another, a veteran riding a donkey, a middle-aged man who crossed the underworld, and a young man with a look of his eyes. The three of them stared at the cave at the same time.
"This is..." The young man whispered to an old man beside him: "What is the origin? Can you tell the depth?"
"······" The old man was silent and looked at the three people not far from him speechlessly.
"I can't see it, but it's terrible." After a long time, the old man spoke.
"Swish" The middle-aged man holding the broken sword suddenly turned around, waved to Wang Kunlun, and said, "Boy, come here."
"Cough cough, cough cough, cough cough" Wang Kunlun coughed a few times, and his eyes signaled down. There were still these hands on his neck.
The middle-aged man looked at the old man pinching Wang Kunlun's neck lightly and said nothing.
A drop of cold sweat burst out from the old man's forehead, and then he slowly let go. When the middle-aged man looked over, he felt like he was unable to resist and could only let go.
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