Deer bone

That was the first time Feng Yunmo saw the flustered appearance of the Luling tribe, and it was also the first time he saw the other side of Leng Qingxie.

That day, heavy snow.

"Yo-"

In Luling City, a long and lengthy deer cry suddenly sounded, and groups of ravens flew in the sky, all gathered in the sky hundreds of miles away from the city to the south, they kept howling and circling.

All the people in the city gathered in the streets, and many people had already flown out of the city on spirit deer.

"My God, what happened!"

"Which direction is the sea of ​​undead, it seems that something happened to the ship going out to sea."

"Look, the spirit deer of His Highness and the king!"

"What? Even the king is alarmed? Does anyone know what happened?"

"I heard from my uncle's son's friend that all the people on the Lingsi boat died, and he saw the search boat float in front of him with his own eyes."

"God, it's terrible!"

……

Feng Yunmo's ears heard the noisy discussions of the low-ranking Luling people on the street, and the sound of birdsong in the air.

He opened the window and jumped to the top of the building, only to see the people, birds, and deer flying around in the air, a mess.

It was too close to the place where his mother was imprisoned, and Feng Yunmo was extremely anxious.

Yan Ling rode out on the old deer, Feng Yunmo quickly got up and jumped, and followed Yan Ling to the shore of the sea of ​​undead.

Many people have gathered on the shore.

They stood in the crowd, surrounded by a solemn, oppressive almost breathless.

A large dilapidated ship was moored on the shore, and the white snow on the ship could not hide the scene of chilling.

The hull of the ship was stained with dark blood, and the ship was full of corpses.Countless ravens scrambled to land on the boat, gnawing on the corpse.

Adjacent to the cabin, there was a large broken plank, and that was the only place where there was any gap.

"Crack!"

A dry bone hand suddenly protruded from the wooden board, and with the sound of the bones, a skull also stretched out, and it slowly stretched out its half-arm and half-leg bones.

As soon as the wooden plank fell, the sword edge of a tall skull came straight to Leng Qingxie's brow, and was destroyed by Leng Xiuming's sword just an inch away.

"Qi Yin!" Leng Xiuming's eyes were cold, and the eyes were full of blood.

Leng Xiuming and everyone present knew that the person behind the skull was Qi Lian's father, Qi Yin, who had been thinking of killing Leng Qingxie to pay homage to his son.

Yan Ling's expression changed drastically, and he remembered to ask Lao Lu to take Feng Yunmo away.

Feng Yunmo was also taken aback, he didn't expect that Yan Ling would still think of him in times of crisis.

The old deer hesitated and did not leave.Feng Yunmo said: "If it doesn't leave, don't force it."

"One of you must save your life!" Yan Ling suddenly became angry.

Feng Yunmo didn't understand the meaning of his words for a moment.

Following that, not only all the skeleton men on the ship appeared, but also countless skeletons appeared not far from the coast.

One by one, they rushed towards the people on the shore with various cold weapons such as swords, daggers, halberds, knives, etc.

Yan Ling left the old deer to Feng Yunmo, and rushed into the crowd of skulls by himself.

Leng Xiuming yelled with a cold face: "The guardian of the spirit stays, and the rest of the people return to the royal city with His Highness!"

"It's his ability to kill me!"

Leng Qingxie said that he had transformed his ultimate spiritual weapon, the soul-binding whip, and rode into the battlefield on a spiritual deer.

"Your Highness! We are here to help you!" Fu Xiange raised his noble head and shouted loudly, and he and his cold-faced brother Fu Qinghan rushed out of the chaotic battlefield, guarding Leng Qingxie from left to right.

Feng Yunmo picked up a sword from the Luling tribe, cut off a few skulls that rushed over, and then threw the sword, directly passing through the two dead bones rushing from the opposite side, he changed to a more suitable sword .

"boom!"

"puff!"

Just as Feng Yunmo picked up the sword, he was hit by a heavy object, followed by a sharp pain from his left waist and a low moan of a deer.

A piece of Feng Yunmo's flesh hung from Lingqing's corner.Feng Yunmo twisted his face with several wounds.

Lingqing bit the corner of Feng Yunmo's clothes, and gave him a guilty low-pitched cry.

Then it rushed into the chaotic battlefield with lightning speed, rushed to his master, and hit the skeleton men fiercely with its antlers.

Feng Yunmo looked at it in a daze, and Lingqing's angry look reminded him of the spirit bird that died in Helijiang for him.It is undeniable that for a moment, he was shocked.

Animism.

It was the first sentence his mother taught him to write.

An hour later, the fight did not end.

Two hours later, the fight was still not over.

……

The roar, the sound of weapons colliding, the scorching light from spiritual power...

The hurricane spun crazily in that field, forming a giant water column, which swept across the sea of ​​undead in an instant, and shot straight into the sky at the junction of water and sky.

It's like a devil's battlefield here.

After eight hours, all the skeleton men were reduced to ashes.

Feng Yunmo stood up staggeringly with the support of the sword, a roar rang in his ears, and a figure swayed past, knocking him back into the embrace of Mother Earth.

Feng Yunmo raised his face buried in the ice and snow, and saw Leng Qingxie rushing into the sea, desperately pulling Lingqing who had been captured and wanted to go into the deep sea.

Behind Ling Qing and Leng Qingxie, an arm-thick tentacles quietly protruded from the water.

Except for Feng Yunmo, everyone's eyes were on Leng Qingxie and Lingqing, and no one noticed it.

"Behind!" Feng Yunmo shouted.

Leng Xiuming turned his gaze, and the moment the tentacles rushed out of the water, he threw the sword in his hand, and the tentacles were cut off instantly.

The severed tentacles retracted into the sea.Many more tentacles broke out of the water, stirring up waves.

Everyone rushed into the sea together, Leng Qingxie saw that one of the tentacles was entangled with Lingqing, and a whip went over, smashing the tentacles to pieces.

Desperately pulling Ling Qing who was desperately running towards the sea, Leng Xiuming yelled at him to let go.

He didn't listen, just refused to let go.

The giant creature on the bottom of the sea opened its scarlet eyes.

Feng Yunmo stood up abruptly, and then rushed over with a sword in hand, and hit Lingqing on the head with the hilt of the sword with his backhand, Lingqing immediately fell to the ground.

A tentacle that was about to entangle Leng Qingxie hesitated, then strangled Feng Yunmo's neck and dragged him into the sea.

Afterwards, the tentacles on the surface of the sea immediately disappeared without a trace.

Leng Qingxie stared round at all this, and was momentarily stunned.

Leng Qingxie noticed that Lingqing was still breathing, and knew that Feng Yunmo just knocked him unconscious.Feng Yunmo saved Lingqing, but he didn't care about himself.

Leng Qingxie was silent for a moment, then handed over his soul to the brothers of the Fu family, and then plunged into the sea.Leng Xiuming opened his arms to stop the restless crowd, and said calmly, "We are all waiting."

For a long time, the sea was deadly silent.

When the surrounding atmosphere was extremely depressed, waves suddenly appeared on the surface of the sea.

Whale sharks surged in from a distance, dived into the bottom of the water, and circled around Fengyunmo, which was entangled in countless chains, biting the chains. Leng Qingxie was less effective by standing aside, and called the crocodile in the sea that he was most familiar with. Come to help.

Half an hour later, all the creatures in the sea finally pulled Feng Yunmo out together, and surrounded him and Leng Qingxie to the shore.

At this time, Feng Yunmo's body was riddled with wounds and his body was cold, but strangely, he still had a faint breath.

Under the current situation, only he, the spirit master who shares a double life with Feng Yunmo, can make him recover quickly.

If Leng Qingxie is willing to save Feng Yunmo, it means acknowledging his Qi Ling. If he is unwilling to save Feng Yunmo, Feng Yunmo can only be treated as a living dead.

Fu Xiange watched Leng Xiuming and Leng Qingxie take the lead to leave, and Yan Ling followed Leng Qingxie with Feng Yunmo, he bumped into Fu Qinghan's shoulder and asked:

"Brother, I feel like I'm going to break my heart. His Highness actually abandoned us and chose that stupid guy as Qiling!"

Fu Qinghan: "That guy is not stupid."

Fu Xiange: "That's because you are stupider than him, that's why you think he's smart."

Fu Qinghan: "..."

Seeing that Fu Qinghan was silent again, Fu Xiange put away the sword in Fu Qinghan's hand, and with a happy expression on his face, he urged his spirit deer to run faster so that he could catch up to watch the excitement.