The years of working under the throne of the Demon [Transmigration Book]

Lin Tang followed Fu Cheng and walked straight forward. He was very quiet all the way. When he arrived at the destination, Fu Cheng was a little surprised and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"No, nothing."

Lin Tang didn't speak all the way, just thinking about that strange, strange experience like a fantasy.

Now it seems that the small house is indeed an illusion, otherwise it is impossible to explain why it suddenly disappeared.

He was probably just imagining an experience on his own. Although he didn't know why he came up with a young boss, it was the only explanation.

"Since you're fine, cheer up. If you lose it later, I'm afraid you don't even know how you died." Fu Cheng said coldly.

Lin Tang nodded. He looked around and found that Fu Cheng had brought him to a dry well.The dry well was surrounded by scorched black trees, and the ground was also black, as if it had been set on fire.

"Are you going to break the formation?" He asked Fu Cheng.

"No." Fu Cheng shook his head, "I want the people here to open the way out for me."

Following his words, Lin Tang once again saw those faint figures in the mist.This time with Fu Cheng following behind him, he wasn't so flustered, but asked, "Why didn't we meet these...zombies again after walking all the way?"

"'Zai'?" Fu Cheng caught his voice, "Have you seen them before?"

Lin Tang blinked: "Yeah, I... I saw it once, when I got separated from you."

The zombies were slowly approaching the two of them. Fu Cheng stretched out his hand and pulled him behind him, saying, "These zombies are guarding the village. They will only appear when they touch something that may threaten the village."

Fu Cheng also used this to lock in the problem of this dry well. Since this village only enters and does not let people out, if they touch the mechanism that may be going out, these zombies cannot remain unmoved.

It's just that he didn't know what was involved in the place where Lin Tang lost his way. That place was just a simple road in the village, and he didn't see any special mechanism.

Unable to figure it out, Fu Cheng simply stopped thinking.As the zombies got closer to them, their originally slow pace became faster and faster.Lin Tang also grasped the cold burning sword, Fu Cheng glanced at it, but said nothing.

The zombies surrounding them are now close at hand, and Lin Tang can see their dripping saliva and the creaking sound of their teeth colliding.He took a deep breath and asked Han Zhuo: "Can I fight with these guys?"

Han Zhuo was a little surprised: "Aren't you afraid of ghosts?"

"Zombies... shouldn't be considered ghosts." Lin Tang swallowed, "As long as there are entities, it's actually fine."

The zombie closest to them moved.It obviously also understood that persimmons should be picked softly, so it grabbed Lin Tang.Lin Tang originally wanted to block with a sword, but he didn't expect that Fu Cheng was faster than him and directly chopped off the zombie's head.

He flicked his sword and quickly entered the battle, as if he had just done it inadvertently.

But Lin Tang found out, and he muttered, "Brother Fu, has he become more gentle recently?"

Originally, Fu Cheng had always wanted to beat and kill him, but now he would return to the mist for him and help him fight against the enemy. No matter how he thought about it, his attitude seemed to be different.

"Maybe he discovered that you are completely different from the previous Lin Tang." Han Zhuo said.

"is it?"

Every move of Fu Cheng's swordsmanship was filled with chill and aggression. Under his attack, the number of those zombies decreased one by one.But although a single zombie is not powerful, hundreds of thousands of crowd tactics have emerged, and even Fu Cheng is a bit overwhelmed.

Lin Tang was a little worried behind him, and asked, "Senior Brother Fu? Are you okay? How about I replace you?"

Fu Cheng didn't speak.

"Then, tell me what's wrong with this dry well? What mechanism is there?"

Fu Cheng still didn't speak.

Lin Tang could no longer understand what he was thinking. Since he was saved, wouldn't that mean that Fu Cheng more or less believed what he said about the amnesia?Then why don't you tell him anything, are you afraid that he will do something troublesome?

The zombies were still moving forward, and Fu Cheng seemed to be exhausted.Lin Tang sighed, walked up to Fu Cheng and said, "Senior Brother Fu, this is not an option for us now. If you want me to say it, it's better for me to step up first. If you have any plans, you can..."

Lin Tang's pupils constricted suddenly, because he saw a zombie stretching out its claws behind Fu Cheng, but Fu Cheng was still dealing with the zombie on the side and did not respond.

"careful!"

He subconsciously drew his sword and went towards Fu Cheng, and Fu Cheng reacted quickly, he turned around quickly, and then.

Then he gave Lin Tang a sword.

"Hiss - damn it!"

Lin Tang cried out in dismay. Fu Cheng's sword passed through his shoulder blade holding the sword, and he trembled from the pain.But he still chopped down steadily, cutting off the hand of the zombie who was trying to sneak attack like chopping melons and vegetables.

"My, my family members don't hit my family members, slam!"

Lin Tang broke out in cold sweat and tears from the pain. With his other hand, he took out painkillers and hemostatic pills from the treasure pouch, and poured them desperately.Fu Cheng obviously also understood the purpose of rushing over with the sword, and his face was a little ugly for a while.

"Hold, I'm sorry." His voice was stiff.

He didn't dare to draw his sword now, otherwise Lin Tang might directly bleed heavily and die.So he had no choice but to take Han Zhuo from Lin Tang, and said, "Sorry, lend me your sword..."

Of course Lin Tang had no objection, he let go of his hand directly, but Han Zhuo fell on the hand with a clang.

Lin Tang was stunned: "What are you doing! Is that why you dislike me?!" Brother, you stabbed me to save you!

"No, it's not..." Fu Cheng was stunned for a moment, he looked at the sword on the ground, "It's your sword... No, it's nothing."

He didn't say anything, instead he pulled out the dagger in his sleeve and continued to fight against the zombies.Lin Tang was also dizzy from the pain just now, but now that he thought about it, he realized what was wrong just now, and asked Han Zhuo, "You didn't let him hold the sword?"

"The spirit sword recognizes its owner, and the sword spirit will not allow others to touch it." Han Zhuo said.

"Ah? Cold Burning Sword still has a sword spirit? How can there be a sword spirit?" Lin Tang was puzzled, "Didn't you say before that the sword doesn't have a sword spirit before you can lodge in it?"

Han Zhuo: "...shut up and take medicine, if you are sick, you have to be cured."

"Eat the contents of the white porcelain bottle and jade box, then pour the muscle-invigorating water on the wound, and pull out Fu Cheng's sword." Han Zhuo said, "It looks like it's about the same, probably soon, this secret realm The exit will open."

Lin Tang did as he said. He looked at the zombies, and there were indeed very few zombies left after Fu Cheng's second siege.He couldn't help asking: "You mean, is it possible that the exit of this place will only be opened after killing all the zombies?"

"Well. That's the only way."

"This is too..." Lin Tang muttered, "It's really a violent way to break the formation. Does the person who set up the formation have enmity with this village?"

The author has something to say:

Sugar juice: How should I put it, I get used to it after poking it, hehe

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: Sosei1;

Thanks Boss Sosei!Boss atmosphere!The boss drinks Coke!The boss drinks the pigeon soup stewed by the author! !

Sugar juice: The pigeon soup you mentioned, is that pigeon your own?

作者：瞎说什么大实话，快闭嘴感谢在2021-11-2219:01:58~2021-11-2420:34:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: Sosei1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!