shady writers

In the empty wilderness, there was the sound of bones rubbing against each other. Under a hill, something slowly emerged.

Waiting for it to rise up slowly, I can see clearly that it is a sedan chair, a sedan chair that looks quite gorgeous.

This sedan chair has no roof, it is an open-air sedan chair, and inside sits a woman, a beautiful woman, holding a bone hand in her hand, and the bone hand is holding a flag tightly.

And the four corpses carrying the sedan chair, dressed in tattered soldier uniforms, were ruthlessly squeezed.

And behind this sedan chair there are several sedan chairs, the people carrying the sedan chair are still corpses, and behind all the sedan chairs are corpse soldiers lined up in two rows, just like an emperor traveling with his concubines, followed by guards protecting them soldiers.

It's just obvious that the owner of the last sedan chair doesn't like the "emperor".Because it was so dilapidated that every time the soldiers carrying the corpses of the sedan chair moved, the sedan chair would scream "creak" and then collapse up and down, with wooden spines sticking out.

Finally, when going down a certain slope, the sedan chair finally couldn't hold on anymore and broke.

It's really hard work, it can be said to be heroic.

It's just because the sedan chair was broken, the people on the sedan chair would inevitably fall, but he probably had been preparing for this moment, so he easily stood on the ground, intact, and didn't fall to the ground.

Noticing the movement behind her, Wu raised her eyes and found that Duma had stood still in a handsome posture. She was quite disappointed and turned her eyes back.

Duma: You hate being disappointed if you didn't see me make a fool of yourself!

So don't provoke a vengeful person.

Duma once again deeply understood such a truth.

He even wondered if Tianti was someone who likes to hold grudges. After all, judging from the novels he has read so far, apart from Fengtian and the store manager, Yibi, Mengyun, and Wu all hold grudges.

He just joked about Xue Yixing's assassin, and ended up encountering this tattered sedan chair.

Wu had dealt with the Corpse General before, but Wu did not kill him, but just removed his limbs. Later, she raised her hand to pick up the hand of the Corpse General holding the flag, and did not peel off the hand, but just like that He held it up and used it, relying on this to control the countless corpse soldiers.

The sedan chair was created by Wu using illusion. I have to say that her illusion is really powerful. The sedan chair appeared out of thin air, and the touch feels no different from the real one. This ability is really convenient.

Then things started to go wrong.

Of course, Wu's sedan chair was the most gorgeous and the best, so there was no need to say or doubt it, but the sedan chairs of the other four people were also quite good. As far as Duma was concerned, it was the turn of a tattered sedan chair that was about to be scrapped at first glance.

You said that if there is a sedan chair, it is not enough, and that is reasonable, but this was created by illusion, and Duma can't do it even if he deceives himself.

He thought, since the sedan chair is broken, Wu should calm down, and he should conjure up a better sedan chair.

As a result, the tattered sedan chair disappeared, and the illusion was lifted.

"The landlord's house doesn't have any food left, so I'll trouble Comrade Duma, a swordsman who likes toughness, to walk." Wu said casually, "It happens that you can fly with your sword again and again, as a swordsman, it's a shame not to fly with your sword. "

It seems that Wu has really come into contact with a lot of online literature on the tablet, and the landlord's family knows that there is no food left.

As for Yujian flying.

In fact, Duma is really good, the problem is that he persists for a long time.

Besides, Yujian's flying speed is not slow, but the speed of this sedan chair is really not fast. If he flies at this speed, Yujian's spiritual energy must be exhausted.

But when Wu turned to look at him, he immediately changed, drew out his sword, flew in mid-air, then jumped up by himself, and slowly followed.

It didn't take long before he started sweating profusely.

After a while, the aura was exhausted.

After being exhausted, Wu didn't have any intention of helping him, so Duma could only rely on physical strength to follow. After doing this a few times, he found that the amount of spiritual energy stored in his body seemed to increase, and the spiritual veins also widened. The bars moved up a little bit.

Duma was a little surprised, but also inexplicably moved. It turned out that while Wu was punishing him, she was secretly teaching him with private goods.

But why just teach him and not give it to others?

Could it be that she treats herself better?

"What's your expression?" Seeing Duma's moved eyes, Wu frowned, quite uncomfortable.

"Thank you, I understand your good intentions." Duma was moved and said it.

"What good intentions did I have?" Wu frowned, what kind of mess did this person make up in his head.

"My spiritual veins have expanded a lot, and my spiritual energy has also increased a lot." Duma said clearly.

"It's normal, it's just a method of cultivation." The corner of Wu's mouth hooked up, "No way, no way, it's not such a simple way of cultivation, there are still people who don't know about it."

For a moment everyone was silent.

The problem is that you can't refute her yet.

Xue Yixing lowered his voice and said to Duma, "What did you show her?"

"I don't have one, didn't you give me the tablet?"

Duma still felt aggrieved.

I really didn't expect Wu to learn the yin and yang weirdness on the Internet really well, and now I can use what I have learned.

However, this could be regarded as a method of cultivation for them. Xu Ze got off the sedan chair and started to keep up on foot.

Wu glanced back, and the sedan chair disappeared, and it seemed that it would never appear again.

Naturally, it was impossible for Xue Yixing to sit still at this time, so he also got out of the sedan chair.

In the end, Wu was the only one left sitting in the sedan chair.

Encountered some weaker monsters on the road, Wu asked them to go up together, and really exercised their abilities along the way. They escaped, she could have killed each other in seconds, but it wasn't necessary.

The last group of people walked all the way, all the way, and came to a very big tree.

The tree was thick, big, and tall, covering the entire sky. It also exuded a faint green fluorescence. It seemed to be a safe place to heal. When they got near the big tree, the few people immediately relaxed, followed behind. His corpse was purified by this big tree, and a crystal clear soul emerged from the corpse, slowly ascended to the sky, and submerged in the leaves.

It makes people feel that this number is very safe and healing.

"What is the origin of this tree that can save so many dead souls?" Duma murmured.

"I don't know, but judging by the strength of this tree, the monsters around probably wouldn't dare to approach it." Xue Yixing also said.

Wu smiled inexplicably in front of him, and Xu Ze glanced at it, feeling suspicious in his heart.

She suddenly said: "In that case, let's rest here for a while."

Before the corpse disappeared, the sedan chair had been put down. She was sitting on the sedan chair, and now she also stood up, walked towards the big tree in front of her, found a suitable place, and sat down on the grass.

A few people followed, then took out the tent in the package and set it up, put a picnic cloth, and then took out some food.

It was extremely dangerous to enter the secret realm before, and it is very likely that you will not be able to get out in the end, but this time because of Wu, it seems like an outing.

Because although Wu Zai is dangerous, I always feel that she will not die.

After dinner, everyone sat and practiced for a while. Stars appeared in the sky. Wu lay on the grass and looked at the sky that was not covered by leaves. The blue sky was dotted with countless bright spots, so beautiful Dreamlike.

Looking at those stars and thinking of the environment that Wu had created several times before, Duma even wondered for a moment whether this sky was also Wu's illusion.

After watching the stars for a while, they became sleepy and went to rest.

No one noticed that Wu Yan, who was still lying on the grass, had fallen from the stars to the leaves above his head, where there were countless undead with distorted and painful faces, howling.

It's just a pity that no one heard what they were saying.

"Run away—"

"Run—"

"Don't stop here—"

They tried their best to give a warning. Some people didn't take it seriously when they received it, and some people didn't receive it and fell into a dream.

The tree roots under the soil began to twist like earthworms, slowly drilled out of the soil, sprouted roots, and then attacked the people in the tent, but Duma and the others slept like dead pigs. Didn't notice anything wrong with the movement.

They lost the vigilance they should have, because Wu suggested to rest here, and they knew Wu's strength, so they thought there was no danger here.

And every minute and every second they stayed here, the quiet and peaceful atmosphere crushed their vigilance, and threw the crushed sand into the sea.

In the end, in quiet and peace, they fell into a dream and could not wake up.

Then it was dragged into the ground by those tree roots. There should have been a pit left, but the surrounding tree roots twisted a few times and filled the pit. Nothing happened in general.

Wu didn't move at all, she just quietly looked at the dead souls on the leaves, this is Shiyan's secret realm, transformed by the deepest obsession, here is his life.

This tree was also the one he had encountered and destroyed before.

In the heavens in the past, there were many amazing and brilliant people, but in the end they disappeared. No, the Tao did not fall, but it turned into a series of stone steps, which became the footsteps that others tried to climb in order to replace the gods. stone.

Despicable people use despicable deeds to achieve their goals, crush the truly beautiful and peerless things, and complete a tragedy.

This is the aesthetics of tragedy.

If it's just a story, it only makes people feel sad, but at the same time, I feel that such an ending is reasonable and beautiful.

But when everything becomes a reality, people in it will only feel that such tragic aesthetics do not need to exist, happy