My Poised and Elegant Seven Sisters

"Don't worry, Ye Fan and his party must have big things in this trip. Let's follow along and wait for the opportunity."

"It's all determined by the great elder."

Yin Juekong pursed his lips and nodded slightly.

Everyone is not a fool.

As the deputy head of the sect, Yin Jueming sits on an equal footing with him, but he speaks so politely, which is a little different in peace.

What he said is all up to him. Obviously, if he stabbed Lou Zi, he came to the back of the pot.

Yin Juekong didn't say anything, after all, it was indeed his grudge with Ye Fan; Yin Juekong came to help, already very polite.

Time is like flowing water.

Although in the dim jungle, the sun can still be felt to the west.

Night is approaching gradually.

Ye Fan keenly felt that Grandma's footsteps were faster; she walked like flying without a little old state.

This makes the atmosphere very tense invisibly.

The speed is getting faster and faster.

Finally, everyone ran straight

Yan Ruyu couldn't keep up with speed. Ye Fan used her qi to protect him and let her follow the team effortlessly.

After half an hour.

Finally, the sun sets and night falls.

In the dark.

A gloomy wind blew by, and everyone's hair stood upright.

"Slower."

Granny's pace slowed down.

At this moment, the lantern in her hand seems to be the light source of life, giving people a little warm comfort in the cold environment.

"Grandma."

Yan Ruyu asked timidly: "What's wrong, is there any danger? How long will it take to cross the Miao territory?"

The grandmother said indifferently: "There are still about ten miles away, but this road is more dangerous than what we walked during the day."

The new year of Mu Lu was not afraid of tigers, and muttered: "Grandma, are you too alarmist. With so many masters, we can't get through any difficulties. It's impossible, it's impossible for ghosts to come out at night."

The grandmother glanced at it and said deeply: "Ghosts are not scary. What is more terrifying than ghosts is that they are neither human nor ghost."

"what?"

Everyone is puzzled.

The grandmother did not explain much, and greeted: "Follow me, don't make a big move, I hope everything is safe."

Ye Fan winked at Long Teng and motioned to Long Teng to approach him. If there is a crisis, he can take care of it.

Da da da.

In the deep and silent jungle, there are only rustling footsteps.

It's too quiet.

During the day, there were still some fierce beasts roaring and neighing, and now they all seemed to have reached an agreement, hiding in the lair and not coming out or barking.

"There are really no ghosts, right."

Yan Ruyu shrank his neck and quietly grasped the corner of Ye Fan's clothes.

Everyone is tense.

ghost?

Of course it does not exist.

But the monster, not necessarily anymore.

The world's great wonders.

For the secular people, they have never seen a different kind of beast; for the upper-class people and masters, they have a broad vision.

Ye Fan knows this best.

In the evil abyss of the Wild Continent, there were monsters, terrible monsters, ferocious and violent, and he almost didn't come out.

"call."

Suddenly, the yin wind blew the Buddha.

The back of everyone's neck is chilly; that feeling is the air-conditioning rushing toward you when you open the refrigerator.

"Jingle Bell."

After the yin wind, there is the sound of bells.

Granny stopped again.

Under the light of the lantern flickering, her face was cloudy and sunny, and she sighed, "I still show up, stand still, hold your breath, and don't make any noise."

Huh.

Everyone is surprisingly obedient.

Including Ye Fan, his body was stretched straight, fully guarded, and at the same time extremely curious about what it was.

"Dingling bell." "Dingling bell."

The sound of the bell is getting clearer and clearer and the frequency is getting higher and higher.

gradually.

Everyone heard footsteps.

The master's audiovisual is very keen, distinguishing these footsteps are very messy, not like the footwork of a normal person.

"Ah."

Suddenly, Yan Ruyu whispered.

The grandmother turned her head abruptly, with a stern look on her face, Ye Fan quickly hugged Yan Ruyu and covered her mouth.

Ahead, in sight.

A group of figures swayed and slowly approached.

At this time, the sound of the bell was particularly clear. Finally, after passing a depression, where the leaves were slightly sparse, the moonlight could penetrate and spill.

Everyone finally sees clearly:

It was indeed a human being, but the strange thing was that everyone was abnormal, his eyes were dull, shaky, and hideous and terrifying.

Several faces and bodies showed signs of decay.

The walking dead.

Ye Fan felt terrified.

On the side of this group of walking corpses is a man in tattered robes, wearing a hat, unable to see his face.

The man held a long whip in one hand and a bell in the other.

"Jingle Bell."

The bell shook, the sound was clear and straight to the soul, while the long whip was swung, hitting the "walking dead" at the forefront, and by the way, a piece of rotten skin was pulled off.

It's near.

Twenty meters, ten meters, five meters...

A stench swept over.

Yan Ruyu's body trembled and seemed to be vomiting; Ye Fan quietly tapped a few points on her body.

This made Yan Ruyu feel better.

She did not dare to look, closed her eyes, and shrank into Ye Fan's arms.

The group of walking corpses passed by everyone, and the horrible picture is believed to be unforgettable for everyone.

"call!"

At this time, Mu Nian was suffocated, and he let out a long breath.

not good!

Ye Fan's eyelids twitched.

Granny looked over with a severe face.

The pupils contracted in Mu Nian, knowing that it was broken; sure enough, the group of walking corpses stopped.

The man in the hat stopped moving, and then slowly turned around...

Although everyone can't see the man's face, they can imagine it in their minds. At this moment, the man must have grinned, showing a row of yellow teeth and grinning horribly.

"Chatter."

Sure enough, the man in the hat made a harsh laugh.

The grandmasters entered a state of battle.

The grandmother walked forward with the lantern, muttering something, seemingly communicating with the man in the hat.

moment.

Grandma returned.

Ye Fan asked: "Grandma, what's the situation?"

"We can go, but if this little guy wants to stay, he has to be his puppet corpse."

"do not want!"

Mu Nian was so scared that the souls of the dead screamed.

The man in the hat suddenly exploded with a terrifying aura, and everyone was surprised.

Mu Liuyun said: "Grandma, I only have such a son, and it is impossible to give it to him. You are talking to him."

Grandma shook her head: "He only has this one condition."

"Father!"

Mu Nian's face was pale.

Afterwards, he ran to Ye Fan, "Brother Fan, help me."

Yan Zhenqing hummed: "Why should I save you? You used to deal with the Brahmin elders. Your shepherd family hid far away. Now you want to ask for help. It's really shameless."

"That is, we don't mix." Qingchengzi and Dan Qinzi also expressed their attitudes.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the group of walking corpses and men with hats are not easy, who wants to provoke them.

Mu Nian looked at Ye Fan pitifully, pleadingly.

Yan Ruyu can't say anything.

At this moment, Ye Fan was unsure, secretly thinking.

It was also the first time he encountered the "walking dead". He didn't know the root cause and provoke it, which was wrong.

But Mu Nian was a student of Cikang, and he was ashamed to see death.

Ye Fan thought for a while, looked at the pine cicada in the Mujia camp, and said meaningfully: "Da Guo doctor, what do you think?"