After being dismantled cp

Where the Ghost King of Jicheng walked, the sky was overcast, but the ghosts in the wilderness had almost disappeared.

"It followed the ghost king and left, or was eaten by the ghost king's soldiers."

Bai and He Chen rode horses, and the barren wasteland was completely empty this time.

Not only is there no human voice.The usual whimpering and ghostly voices wafting through the air also disappeared.

Terribly quiet.

The ghost emperor has always been just a fictional legend.does it exist?Is it related to the source of the dragon's curse?

He Chen thought about it.

Until Bai's voice came from behind. "Master. There is something ahead."

He looked up.

A simple wooden shed is supported on the barren slope ahead.

An old man was busy in the shed.

When he got closer, he saw that he was cooking a big pot of mutton soup.Steaming hot.

He lowered his head and boiled the soup in the pot, "Please have a bowl of soup for the passing guests. It's cold."

He looked up, holding a broken bowl in both hands.

The thick soup in the bowl has chunks of meat and chopped scallions.

The eyes on the raised face were actually all white.

In such a place, such a person appeared, no matter how you looked at it, it was suspicious.

"I don't mean anything malicious. Let the guests have some soup. It's cold and the dew is heavy." The white-eyed old man looked up at the dark sky.

That was the influence left by the Ghost King of Jicheng.

The white and black eyes met the old man's gaze.

"Little old man with clumsy eyes." The white-eyed old man blinked and smiled as if he suddenly noticed something, "The eyes are not good, and I didn't recognize the two adults." He saluted them.And no longer play tricks.

"This is hot soup for exorcism. The two adults should not need it. It is the little old man who interrupted." He was respectful but not humble. Although he was old, he had a straight back and a strong character.

"Who are you? Do you know me?" He Chen asked, he felt that the old man's "Master" did not refer to the identity of the emperor.

"I was lucky enough to meet you many years ago." The old man cupped his hands, "I didn't expect to meet you today."

He smiled, "The little old man still owes the adults a thank you."

He Chen still wanted to ask.

"When the time comes, adults will naturally think about it. The little old man waits for the adults to return." The old man saluted.The mutton soup stand disappeared without a trace.

The person who appeared inexplicably left behind an inexplicable sentence.

"He's connected to this wasteland, so he can't be caught." Bai shook his head.

"It should be a good omen." He Chen's face was slightly relaxed. Although this mysterious old man appeared strange, what he said was inexplicably convincing.

Returning to the position, does it imply that he can undo the curse of the evil dragon and return to the position of the real dragon?

"Could it be that I was still a god in the past." He Chen half-jokingly said.

"The master must be the most powerful god." Bai said.

He Chen chuckled lightly, "Then you are the boy who guards the door. You are a good puppy."

"It's a pity for that bowl of soup. It's made of real mutton." Bai You stared at the ground unwillingly, thinking about how to get the old man out.

"Master hasn't eaten meat these days."

He Chen helplessly rubbed his shadow guard's hair.He doesn't care what he eats, but his shadow guard is helpless.

It is rare to see living things in this wasteland.Can't catch prey at all.

"Not far ahead is Zongcheng. Let's go."

There are deep cracks in the black earth, and this wasteland looks like a bloody scar that has dried up.The wound cracked and scabbed.It will never heal again, leaving only deep bloodstains, and the flesh and blood of the earth are dried and withered.Leave a body behind.

Once upon a time, there were lush vegetation, mountains and rivers here.Fireworks in March, gurgling water, bright moon reflected in the lake.There are ten miles of osmanthus and lotus flowers in the sky.There are four seasons, dry and prosperous changes.When spring comes, everything grows, and when east comes, everything hides.

That only exists in the word of mouth, the era before the dynasty.

Those beautiful, like fantasy stories.Maybe it once existed.But that's left for now.Only the deep, dry wounds of the earth.A dead body.

The memories of generations began to blur, and no one could confirm whether those stories were made up of the past or real.

But one thing is certain.The world right now is hell.

Demons and ghosts are rampant, and the people are in dire straits.Desolation, silence, and coldness are the main colors.

Two people and one horse, insignificant as a speck of dust in the vast wilderness.

The end of the dynasty is far from the end of the wasteland, He Chen himself can't even tell how big the dynasty is.Near the edge, a large ghost town blocks the way.

How many cities are there behind?

Where is the edge of the dynasty?Where is the edge of the wasteland?

Where is the end of this world?

There are all unknown answers, and this land is beyond people's imagination.

boom.boom.There was a muffled sound like thunder in the distance.It was very light at first, and then there was one sound after another, and it exploded like thunder, and it continued and became louder and louder!

A huge mountain rises from the deep valley thousands of miles away.How big is it?It rose upwards, and its highest point was lost in thick black clouds.The huge body cannot see the head and tail.

As if in an instant, half of the sky rose up, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.The tall body is hidden in the clouds, extending infinitely.God, it's completely dark.

Rumble.

Rumble.

A dull bang.

Even though they were so far apart, He Chen could feel the ground shaking violently for a long time.

The huge mountain moved and walked for a full hour.Only two people saw its tail.Even a powerful person will suddenly feel powerless when they see such a giant.

This is close to the power of heaven and earth.

"Corpse eats the mother's body!" He Chen recognized the identity of the flesh-colored meat mountain at a glance.

One of the three culprits!

It splits into countless daughters to hunt and eat human living things.Then feed back to the mother.

This monster has existed since the history of the dynasty.It keeps growing.Finally got to where it is now.Going up, maybe the world will be filled.Burst!

The white fingertip dipped some cinnabar, and painted it on He Chen's eyes.

He Chen's eyes were clear, and he could clearly see the appearance of the body of the corpse thousands of miles away.

That is!

Countless humanoid faceless monsters.They embraced each other and formed this monster that covered the sky and the sun!

Rumble.

The continuous muffled thunder still roared in the sky.

"One of the three culprits was born. Leaving the lair that has been entrenched for so many years." He Chen's face was serious.

The corpse eater is entrenched in a natural giant pit in the east.The bottom of the huge pit can not be seen, it is vast and boundless.Deep and dark as the way to the bottom of the world.After countless corpses hunted and killed enough living creatures, they entered the big pit, and the shriveled ones sucked by the mother were spit out again, and they looked for food again.

That place is called the pit of evil.

Shishi has been hiding in the huge pit since the beginning of the dynasty.Never show up.

Now suddenly born!

Seeing that it is heading in the same direction as Jicheng Ghost King.Even if the ghost emperor was born, it is also a sign of chaos in the world.

"Let's speed up to Zongcheng." He Chen said to Bai.

White nod.He just felt a sudden palpitation.It seemed that there was something calling him ahead.

Dragon City.

"My lord, there is a change in the northern drought." A man who looked like a servant reported.

In the study, Left Prime Minister Li Wendao twirled his beard, "Say."

Hanba generally likes to wander in the north, bringing severe droughts at every turn.Grain withers.People and animals starved to death.The Zhendi Division went out in force many times but failed to catch it.

Now it actually leaves the north.When things go wrong, there must be a reason.

Li Wendao narrowed his eyes.

"A few mornings, the people in Pingcheng suddenly felt scorching hot like midsummer, and the wells in the city dried up. The cattle and sheep collapsed to the ground due to lack of water. Everyone was thirsty. They recovered after two hours. I will go out of the city to investigate. The people and animals in the three northern cities Dead, all dehydrated into mummies."

Li Wendao nodded, "Everyone thinks that the Hanbai just makes the fields dry. But it is not. The Hanbai travels in real life, and there is no drop of water in a thousand miles. The living things will be dried up in an instant. You are lucky, but you will be affected by the aftermath."

While talking, the door was pushed open again.Another sluggish man ran in, "My lord! The Eastern Corpse Food has changed!"

Li Wendao narrowed his eyes.After a while, he suddenly got up.

"Enter the palace. See if His Majesty is still there."

The world's two evils have already moved, and it is impossible for the evil dragon to remain unresponsive.

If it was really because of that incident, then not only the three murderers received traction.All evil spirits in the world will move upon hearing the wind.

"But the 900-year period has not yet come." Li Wendao stroked his beard as he walked.

As soon as the door was opened, Yu Sigu was waiting outside.

"Old Fox."

"Old man."

The two taunted each other.

……

A room full of tortoise shells.

An old man with disheveled hair shook the tortoise shell in his hand.The expression is blank, and the eye sockets are empty without eyeballs.

"True God, come back."

"All ghosts are waiting for your return."

"The ghost land descends on the human world. The blood of the evil dragon nourishes the new cycle of life. The kingdom of ten thousand ghosts. The world of ten thousand ghosts."

"Ghost Lord. My Lord. Return—"

He made a move.

A few pieces of nails that were as red as blood fell out of the tortoise shell

The old man held down the tortoise shell and read it for a while.Dance like crazy, "Hahahaha!"

"The ghost master appears. The evil dragon hides. The real dragon emerges!"

"The evil dragon hides, the real dragon emerges!"

"The evil dragon hides—" He suddenly shed a line of blood and tears, and said in a teary voice, "The real dragon emerges—"

The room suddenly lit up red, and all the notches on the tortoise shells converged into a pattern of a quadruped bird.

half an hour.

The old man fell silent.

"Come in."

The door opened.A young man walks in.Dressed in ordinary clothes.Holding a thick book.

"Old ancestor." Zong Shi saluted the old man respectfully.

"It's all over?" The old man looked at him with relief. "You are the most talented junior of our clan. In the future, you will act on behalf of the ghost master's will."

"I still don't understand a word." Zong Shi looked respectful.

"Hahaha." The old man smiled and said, "But this word?" He pointed to the pattern of a quadruped bird on the table.

This is the family crest.is also a literal.

"Ancestor, please teach me."

The old man nodded with a pious expression, "The name is Xi."

……

Desolation, dead silence.

There were bursts of ghost crying.

A figure is walking.

The body surface is covered with pitch-black scales, like a large walking lizard.

A withered arm suddenly broke through the ground and grabbed her.

Xiao Ling raised his foot and crushed that hand.

At the same time, countless withered hands grabbed her from the ground.

Xiao Ling's pupils turned into the vertical pupils of a cold-blooded animal, and she screamed, and quickly left the area.

"Holy grave."

"Holy grave."

She muttered to herself, her spirit was already abnormal.