"Just say whatever you have!" Mo Fan said angrily.

"Don't you remember telling you about the rain-loving cave?" The short man turned around and looked at the people in the village. Seeing that they were all behind, he said it with confidence.

"Remember, that was discovered by the Blood-killing Beast the previous year. What's wrong?"

"After killing the blood beast, our team planned to go to Yangyang Village to rest first. As a result, on the way, we encountered a team of surveying teams that had just left Yangyang Village. They gave us some supplies, so we directly followed this smooth road that could be walked better and returned to the ancient capital. Not long after returning to ancient times, I heard that all surveyors were missing..." The short man's voice was very low, looking like he would not let anyone hear it. When he found that there was no one around Mo Fan except the amnesia-lost fool Zhang Xiaohou, he didn't care too much.

"Well, I guess I was killed by the undead halfway. My brother's military team also met the undead halfway." Mo Fan said and looked at Zhang Xiaohou next to him.

"Hehe, I thought at first, but do you know what the survey team I met said to us?" The short man smiled, his face full of evil.

"What did you say?" Mo Fan asked immediately.

"They said that there was no one in Yangyang Village at all, so we didn't have to go." The short man said.

Mo Fan was confused when he heard this.

However, Zhang Xiaohou, who heard these whispers next to him, his whole body trembled inexplicably, and his confused pupils shrank suddenly!

"Do you think this is strange? The village chief also deliberately asked us not to pass through the road in Yangyang Village. It is obvious that there is something that caused the village chief Xie Sang to not want to go there." The short man continued.

Mo Fan looked back at the village chief Xie Sang, lowered his head to ponder for a while.

...

The team continued to move forward, and after the second night, everyone was still safe and sound.

After spending this night, they were very close to the ancient capital. I believe they would be able to reach the vicinity of the ancient capital in the next day.

"It's dawn, it's dawn. We won't rest after cheering up. We can arrive at the ancient capital before dark today." Hong Jun woke everyone up at the top of his throat.

"Hong Jun, you have been learning magic for a few years outside. Can you find a place for everyone when you arrive in the ancient capital?" asked a village woman.

"Don't worry, don't worry!" Hong Jun patted his chest, as if this was the case for me.

"Oh, it seems that we have survived the danger and thought we were abandoned by the God of Well Water."

"Dog, look at what you said scared everyone, hum!"

The villagers spoke in a few words, and each of them had some smiles on their faces.

They spent both nights safely and could finish the next journey during the day. They no longer had to worry about their lives.

Because it was daytime, everyone was walking scattered, and Mo Fan was still at the forefront of the team to open the way for everyone...

The short man was nagging all the way, and this guy came over to talk to Mo Fan about his various heroic deeds as a hunter. Mo Fan sneered at the short man and whispered a little bit about his own Bocheng Niu B...

"So you are from Bocheng. I know a lot of friends in Bocheng." The short man said in surprise.

"How could you know the people from Bocheng?" Mo Fan was puzzled.

"Oh, I often chat with them. They said that they were placed in the ancient capital by the government after the disaster. They used to live in a relatively suburban resettlement area. Later, a wealthy young man named Mu Bai bought a street shop to sell magic stone raw materials. The refugees in Bocheng who were originally resettled were all working for him." The short man said.

Mo Fan was stunned for a moment, but immediately remembered the disaster resettlement.

There are several directions for resettlement of the victims of Bocheng. One group went to the suburbs of Shanghai and the other group went to the ancient capital. Mo Fan chose Shanghai and lived in a very suburbs resettlement house as he wished. After hearing what the short man said, he remembered that there were also a group of Bocheng people who were placed in the ancient capital Xi'an!

It is rare to meet fellow villagers in a foreign land, and after returning to the ancient capital, we have to go and see them no matter what.

"I get magic stones and usually put them in their store to sell..." the short man continued to talk.

"Ahhhhh~~~~~~~~!!!"

Suddenly, a scream came from the rear of the team.

The scream was miserable and distorted with great pain. This sounded without warning and shocked the whole team.

The short man's speech came to an abrupt end. Mo Fan also turned his head, but found a blood mist splashing in the crowd, followed by the villagers screaming and scattering!!

"The undead, there are undeads!!"

"My cousin was dragged down, dead, he died!"

"Ahhh~~~!!!"

Another harsh and terrifying scream was heard. A village woman who was fleeing to the side fell to the ground in fear. Suddenly, a long corpse claw emerged from the loose soil. The corpse claws were extremely powerful and penetrated the village woman's body, making people's abdomen begin to spasm!

“There are also here!!”

"Save me~~~!!Save me!!!"

"Don't panic, don't panic everyone..."

The more the villagers fled, the more they were attacked by the undead. Mo Fan glanced at him and found that the undead who had only appeared at night had crawled out of the soil and attacked the people who were running around with headless flies.

In just a few seconds, blood flowed everywhere!

"My mother, these undead are against the will of heaven. Come out to kill people in broad daylight!" The short man screamed.

"Go to the side, Liu Ru, Liu Ru, protect those children and don't let them run away." Mo Fan shouted at Liu Ru as he ran.

More and more undead spirits emerged from the soil. The villagers' well water god's blessing has no effect on these undead spirits, and even the targets of these undead spirits are these villagers.

Usually, after killing a living creature, the undead would immediately bite and eat wildly. The undead around would also rush over because of the smell of fresh blood and meat. But these undead were not for eating, they would chase the next one immediately after killing one, and it was purely killing!

"Thunder Seal!"

"Speed ​​Star Wolf!"

"Giant Shadow Nail!"

Mo Fan was extremely angry when he saw the villagers being killed continuously. At this time, he naturally didn't care about what to save and used everything he could.

However, the villagers were so scared that they lost their minds and began to flee around.

In this case, Mo Fan could not save them at all. He could only watch them being torn into pieces by the rotten corpses that had emerged.

"Monkey, rock..."

"Rock barrier!!"

Mo Fan was about to talk to Zhang Xiaohou, but Zhang Xiaohou who lost his memory did not mean that he had no IQ. He still remembered how to fight and immediately used the intermediate-level magic of the rock system.

Two consecutive rock barriers formed a mountain screen of a small hill, forcibly blocking the panicked villagers in this area, and at the same time preventing a group of undead from rushing in.
Chapter completed!