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Chapter eight hundred and ten: Yin soldiers

In the fog where they couldn't see their surroundings and couldn't tell their direction, the entire army slowly emerged in the sight of a few people. At a glance, it was densely packed and numbered in the thousands, just like the ancient army cavalry, all covered with armor.

Wearing armor, they also rode war horses, but the entire army, whether they were humans or the horses, basically looked like skeletons, with only a few at the head looking like mummies.

Plop! There was a muffled sound, and the middle-aged woman who was supporting the lost middle-aged man suddenly lost her legs. She was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground. Her face was completely drained of blood and turned as white as paper.

The two young men and women of seventeen or eighteen years old behind Aunt Zheng also had no expressions on their faces at this moment. They were frightened to death by the scene in front of them. They were Aunt Zheng's disciples, but they had been practicing with Aunt Zheng for less than a year.

, I have just stepped into the realm of nourishing souls, and I haven’t even learned a single spell. I can’t even deal with some little monsters and ghosts on weekdays. What’s more, the sight in front of me is so frightening.

In fact, Aunt Zheng is not much better at this moment. Although she still looks quite calm on the surface, if you look closely, you will see that Aunt Zheng's entire legs are shaking slightly, and the palms of her hands are already full of blood.

Leng Han, although she can be regarded as an accomplished cultivator, and her practice is not shallow, she is already considered to be the best among all the warlocks in the world, and she is only one step away from the peak level of a warlock.

But how can she handle the situation in front of her? Not to mention her, even the masters at the peak of warlocks will kneel down because the situation in front of them has completely exceeded the ability of their warlocks at this level to handle.

The Yin soldiers, even the weakest Yin soldiers, were at least at the level of ordinary ghosts in her induction. The leader of the Yin soldiers who looked like a general at the front had such a powerful aura that even if she could only sense it,

She could feel her heart pounding and her whole body was cold. The aura was so powerful and terrifying that it completely exceeded her imagination...

Damn it, this is clearly the ghost king of climate!

Aunt Zheng's heart felt cold, and for a moment she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. Her limbs were stiff and her whole body was cold.

Catch him!

The leader of the Yin soldiers saw Aunt Zheng and his party standing there blankly, as if they were frightened and silent for a long time. He immediately shouted softly again, and immediately, several Yin soldiers came out of the queue.

Hearing the words of the leader of the Yin soldiers, Aunt Zheng was immediately shocked. Although her heart was still numb, she knew that she could not sit still and wait for death. Otherwise, if she was really caught by these Yin soldiers, she would really die.

Qiaoqiao is hopeless, because the Yin soldiers arrest people, not the people, but the soul. If the soul is taken away, the person will not be finished.

Wait! Aunt Zheng said quickly, trying hard to control the panic and fear in her heart. She looked at the leader of the Yin soldiers and said bravely: "We are nearby villagers. We came here to find someone. We didn't mean to break into this place. We don't know what this place is."

This is a heavy military base. Please forgive me, General. I will leave soon.

After saying that, Zheng Gu looked at the leader of the Yin soldiers carefully. At the same time, she was thinking about the situation of this Yin soldier. Generally speaking, the souls of people who died on the battlefield did not disperse and became Yin soldiers. In most cases,

If you don't know that you are dead, your memory will remain in front of you, and you will continue to perform the things before your death here day after day, year after year.

Looking for someone? The Yin soldiers general paused when he heard the words, but then he shouted softly: Trespassing on the military aircraft's important ground should not be taken lightly, arrest him first.

Wait! Aunt Zheng was completely anxious when she heard this. If they were really caught, they would be completely finished. She quickly said again: "Don't you know the name of this general?"

I am Gongsun Li, the vanguard general of the Ming Dynasty. The general led by Yin Bing said.

Ming Dynasty, Ming Dynasty. Aunt Zheng's expression changed slightly when she heard this, then she gritted her teeth, looked up at the leader of the Yin soldiers and said: I wonder if General Gongsun knows what era it is now.

Now of course it is the seventh year of Yongle. Ignorant women and children don't even know this. They dare to talk nonsense here. Come on, arrest them.

The leader of the Yin soldiers shouted immediately, and after speaking, he waved his hand to the few Yin soldiers who were out in line.

Wait a minute, General Gongsun, it’s no longer the Yongle period, it’s the Republic of China!

Aunt Zheng said quickly!

The leader of the Yin soldiers stopped immediately. A pair of empty skull eyes stared at Aunt Zheng. There were obviously no eyeballs, but Aunt Zheng only felt as if she was being stared at by a wild beast.

What's the meaning?!

The leader of the Yin soldiers said again.

Aunt Zheng swallowed her saliva and looked at the situation of the leader of the Yin soldiers. Aunt Zheng knew that this Yin soldier probably didn't know that he was dead or even aware of the current situation. She didn't know how to tell the truth now.

What will be the specific situation of these Yin soldiers, whether they will really wake up or go crazy, but she knows that if she wants to survive now, she can only say it.

This is the only hope.

The consciousness is that General Gongsun and all the soldiers are dead. It is now the year 1928 of the Republic of China. More than five hundred years have passed since the Yongle period. The Ming Dynasty is no longer around...

Aunt Zheng said bravely.

If General Gongsun and other officers and men do not believe it, take a good look at yourselves and see what you are like now.

There is a saying that the authorities are obsessed with it.

This sentence is more applicable to the dead. If they are ghosts who do not know that they are ghosts after death, their eyes will be covered by themselves and they will not be able to see the slightest difference in their bodies, even if they are dead.

In the eyes of living people, they look hideous or just skeletons, but in their own eyes, they are still normal.

However, this kind of self-deception will often be broken down by others if someone else tells it.

The scene suddenly became quiet.

After Zheng Gu finished speaking, the entire space around her seemed to freeze for an instant.

We are dead, no, this is impossible, we just fought with the rebels yesterday, this is impossible...

In one sentence, a five-hundred-year-old secret was revealed. Gongsun Li and other underworld soldiers could not believe it and could not accept this fact, because in their subconscious, they had always been alive.

Dirty! Dirty! Dirty!

The surrounding fog that obscured the sight also rolled violently, and the evil wind roared. Affected by the aura fluctuations of Gongsun Li and other evil soldiers, it set off gusts of evil wind!

In the sight of Zheng Gu and the others, at this moment, Gongsun Li and the other Yin soldiers had also undergone earth-shaking changes. They saw that the Yin soldiers who were almost all skeletons at this moment actually grew inches of growth on their bodies.

The skin and flesh seemed to have grown back again as if the dissipated flesh and blood had grown back. Within a few breaths, the Yin soldiers returned to their human form from skeletons, returning to their previous appearance.

The appearance of the leader of the Yin soldiers, Gongsun Li, was also revealed. He was a young general with a handsome appearance and outstanding appearance.

But at this moment, Gongsun Li's face was full of pain and unacceptable expression.

Impossible, it’s impossible for me to die, Yan’er is still waiting for me at home, impossible, impossible!…

The pain penetrated deep into his bones, and his heart was cut like a knife. Gongsun Li covered his chest. Although he no longer had a heart, in his memory, the voice, face, and smile of the woman who haunted him emerged in his mind one by one. She was his.

His fiancée, the woman he loved most deeply, had originally agreed to go back and get married after this battle.

No, I don't believe it, how could I die? I still have to go back to see Yan'er, she is still waiting for me...

For a ghost who does not know that he is dead, the greatest pain is to learn the truth, and what is even more painful is to find that he is dead, but his greatest wish during his lifetime has not been fulfilled.

Boom!

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and a terrifyingly powerful and violent aura erupted from Gongsun Li. Gongsun Li's eyes instantly turned blood red, and his figure slowly floated into the air, with a pair of scarlet eyes like those of the wild.

He stared at Aunt Zheng and his group like wild beasts.

Oops, he went crazy!

Aunt Zheng's face suddenly changed wildly, and her heart suddenly sank to the bottom, her whole body turned cold.

You lied to me!

Gongsun Li suddenly shouted angrily. Looking at Aunt Zheng, his handsome face turned ferocious and violent. A terrifying and violent aura burst out from Gongsun Li like a tide, and he had clearly reached the level of transformation.

No, she didn't lie to you, you are indeed dead.

Suddenly, another figure suddenly remembered. As soon as he finished speaking, a black figure slowly appeared from the fog on the left.

Who!

Gongsun Li shouted loudly and looked over instantly.

Aunt Zheng's group of people also looked at it immediately, and saw a man wearing ancient black robes, dressed like a god and earth, walking out of the mist. He had a black book in his hand, and his whole body exuded an aura of aura.

A majestic and powerful aura, just like the underworld gods in myths and legends.

The underworld is in order, and the dead are on their way.

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