Fresh blood flowed slowly along the ground, and incomplete corpses were strewn all over the streets. Pairs of eyes that had died with grievances stared blankly at the night sky, as if they were resentful of the teasing of fate, as if they were complaining about the injustice of the heavens. Qingping Village, which was still cheerful during the day, had now become a ghost in the human world.
Murderous intent, baleful aura, and bloody aura rushed into the sky. The bright moon seemed to be unable to bear to witness this cruel slaughter and quietly hid behind the dark clouds.
The night was getting darker
However, the burning houses dotted the area red.
After an unknown period of time, the barbarian cavalrymen who had been indulging in their wanton rampage left. The entire Qingping Village gradually quieted down, leaving only the crackling sounds of the burning flames.
Nangong Zheng, who had survived the disaster, crawled out of the latrine. He was in a sorry state. The pungent smell of blood and thick smoke filled the air, making him cough. He looked around and saw that many houses had been burned to the ground by the raging fire. Grayish-black smoke pillars shot into the sky like wolves, causing the entire village to be filled with smoke.
"He survived!"
"I, Nangong Zheng, survived!"
Nangong Zheng was stunned for a moment. Then, he started to dance and shout like a lunatic. His nose was inexplicably sore, and he couldn't help but cry. For the first time, he felt that it was really good to be able to breathe freely. It was really blissful.
The heavens had taken pity on him. Just now, every shrill scream that entered his ears had struck his soul, making his heart tremble. From time to time, the barbarian steeds would make a dull sound as they trod across the surroundings, torturing his tensed nerves repeatedly. Every second was so difficult to endure, making Nangong Zheng deeply understand the meaning of the words " every day feels like a year."
There were a few times when he was about to go crazy. He could only cover his ears, close his eyes, and not think or listen to anything. He did not look at anything, shrinking his body like a quail, completely isolating himself from the outside world.
Fortunately, everything was in the past!
He survived!
Nangong Zheng vented the joy in his heart and looked at himself with disdain. Then, he turned back to look at the low toilet behind him with a complicated expression.
The cold wind was like a knife, and the snow was falling for thousands of miles. The world was vast, and it was covered in silver.
On the vast and boundless snowfield, a miserable howl was heard. Mixed with the howling cold wind, it became blurry and faded. Scarlet blood dripped on the clean and pure snow, blooming red plum blossoms. The silver-haired snow wolf fell to the ground. Its green eyes gradually dimmed, and blood kept flowing out of the wound on its abdomen.
Yagyu Ryosuke pulled out his half-broken samurai sword and sat on the ground, panting heavily. His snow-white samurai uniform was stained with blood and some claw marks.
After a short rest, Yagyu Ryosuke licked his dry lips and turned over to the snow wolf's corpse. He raised his samurai sword and stabbed a bloody hole in the snow wolf's neck. Then, he leaned over and put his mouth on the snow wolf's neck.
Warm blood poured into his stomach, dispelling some of the chill. After a long while, Yagyu Ryosuke raised his head, wiped his mouth, and unfamiliarly peeled off the wolf skin with his samurai sword.
The samurai suit of the Kendo Gym could not withstand the cold of the snowland. He urgently needed something to keep out the cold. Otherwise, it would not be long before an ice popsicle appeared here.
Moreover, he had to make use of his limited resources in order to survive!
After skinning the wolf, Yagyu Ryosuke put it over his shoulders. He then cut off a piece of raw meat from the snow wolf that could last him for several days and wrapped it in a small piece of wolf skin.
At this moment, he seemed to have returned from a modern man to a barbaric era where the fire of civilization had yet to be ignited.
After tidying up everything, Yagyu Ryosuke looked at the snowy sky and exhaled a long breath of smoke. He muttered," No matter what kind of world this is, I, Yagyu Ryosuke, will definitely survive and gamble on the honor of my Yagyu family."”
Retracting his gaze, Yagyu Ryosuke identified a direction and stepped forward. Now, he needed to find a place to settle down, be it a snow cave or an ice cave.
Before long, his figure had disappeared into the snow and ice, and the wind and snow covered his tracks, leaving only a series of footprints of varying depths.
The pitch-black cave was dark and cold.
Amidst the tapping footsteps, a group of " people " in black clothes, their bodies dry and thin, their skin abnormally pale, moved forward mechanically and stiffly. Their eyes were white, filled with coldness and strangeness that made people's hearts palpitate.
In their hands were people of all ages and genders. These people were walking slowly, their expressions dispirited, and their faces were filled with unconcealable panic and fear. They kept begging or cursing.
Among these people, there was one person who was particularly different. He had golden hair, green eyes, a high nose, and big eyes. He was also cursing loudly. Unfortunately, no one here could understand what he was saying.
"Sh * t, you monsters, let go of Rodney! Did you hear that? Hurry up and let me go!"
As he spoke, the American youth named Rodney struggled, but the hand that pressed down on his shoulder seemed to have a strange magic power that directly sucked away his strength.
" Young man, stop shouting. It's useless to beg for mercy. They are Earth Fiend Corpse Puppets refined by the Spider Queen. They won't let you go obediently. While there's still some time, think about the happy things in the past. That way, you won't leave too sadly."
A middle-aged man who was also captured tried to comfort Rodney out of kindness. Although he didn't understand Rodney's English, he was probably begging for mercy.
“what?”Lodney was confused.
The middle-aged man, who understood the common language of expressions, smacked his lips and turned his head away. Forget it, the language was different. Just pretend I didn't say anything.
Not long after, the group had passed through the dark tunnel and arrived at a wide cave. Blue ghost flames burned and danced, and white spider webs covered the four corners of the cave. In the middle of the cave was a huge spider, which gave many people a fright. However, after a closer look, they realized that it was only a huge stone statue.
However, the head of the spider stone statue had been hollowed out and carved into a throne. It was inlaid with colorful gems, just like the spider stone statue's compound eyes.
Now, a lazy and seductive figure was lying on her side. Her seductive and exquisite face was painted with gorgeous makeup that was similar to the Gothic style. The weak white and sharp black formed a sharp contrast.
Beside this woman, there were a few young maids holding plates and cups, serving her in fear.
Lodney was slightly stunned when he saw this woman. He immediately thought of the vampire banshee in myths!
It was too evil!
This evil aura assaulted their faces, giving them an extremely strong sense of oppression. Their chests were heavy, and they were almost suffocating.
At this moment, the woman in the black dress, who was lying on her side on the throne, looked down and noticed Lodney immediately because his unique appearance was too prominent and eye-catching.
With a hint of surprise in her eyes, the woman in the black dress smiled.
"Seriously speaking, this is the first time this Queen has seen a golden-haired, blue-eyed human. Welcome to the Coiled Silk Secret Cave, strange-looking human.”
"If nothing goes wrong, you will spend the last day of your life here."
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