There is no flesh and blood above the bones.

And he is still a creature of the undead, so the black mucus that is most likely to corrupt flesh and blood is impossible to corrupt the bones.

When he saw the white bones rushing towards him like crazy, the old man widened his eyes and subconsciously took a few steps back.

He couldn't figure it out, didn't he just want to kill that human?

How could a strange creature like this come out halfway?

He tilted his head and looked behind the bones. The back of the human beings he was chasing had already become smaller and smaller, gradually drifting away.

He wanted to go around and chase him immediately before he could walk far away, but was dragged by this guy.

Moreover, I don’t know if I have a master now, the white bone’s hand bone has become particularly sharp, compared to when Feng Heng met in the tomb chamber before.

With a wave, all the black flesh and blood on the old man's body was torn apart and torn apart.

The old man in a state of fighting no longer knows what pain is, but when he sees his flesh and blood being torn apart, his inexplicable subconsciousness will have the illusion of pain.

This guy is really difficult.

The old man thought so.

At this time, the white bones seemed to be getting more and more brave. Faced with the old man's resistance, they ignored them at all. The bones of both hands were arched left and right and began to tear them wildly. The black flesh and blood, stained with black mucus, were thrown to the ground, leaving a strange black mark on the ground.

The minion fought with the creatures generated by the map. Feng Heng seemed to have not noticed all this, because he saw that in the direction of his running, there was a small forest. Although it was very different from the location of the giant wall before, it was also a forest.

Especially when Feng Heng saw several small bungalows in the forest, he became more determined to go to the forest. At the same time, he could also avoid the attack of the old man who was like an epilepsy and delay the time.

He didn't know that his entourage had already fought with the old man and had successfully delayed his time.

Yes, there is no so-called interrelated relationship between the dependent and the dependent, just the dependent senses danger and protects the dependent. If the dependent does not read all this, then he will never know what his dependent is doing.

Faced with the crazy attack of the bones, the old man's movements began to become slow, and his body gradually became a little weak.

Time is up?

Before this, the old man felt unsatisfied because of the length of the time. Now that he has this situation, he hopes that this state will stop. If he restores his previous appearance, he can enter a different space.

Now in a state of combat, the surrounding walls will not obey their own orders and let themselves open the door to a different space.

Under the old man's extremely strong expectation, after feeling the assimilation of the ground, it immediately turned into a pool of black mucus, like water flowing into a gully and disappeared in front of the bones.

Without killing the old man, Bai Gu grabbed his skull with some annoyance, and turned his head to walk towards the direction where his belongings left.

He was going to find Feng Heng's trace and follow him.

This is the characteristic of the minion. When the target fails or cannot be found, the minion who originally left the person's belonging will independently judge the location of the person, and find the direction of the person, and then search and follow at any time.

The picture turns and turns to Feng Heng’s location.

Without the interference of the previous Zen Man, he soon ran to the edge of the forest.

Looking back at the distance, he was in the direction he came, but he didn't find any trace of the old man. Perhaps he was in a state of fighting, time has come, right?

But this is also good, and I will get rid of this threat.

Feng Hengchang sighed, after such a long escape, he finally got rid of the guy and could walk through this forest well.

When he took the first step and stepped on the lawn, Feng Heng truly entered the forest.

What he didn't know was that in the next time, he would encounter something that was very contrary to common sense, and he would also recognize a person's true face.

There are also many small bungalows in the forest that are the same as those on the wheat fields. From a distance, only a few black shadows are hiding in the forest, like wild beasts crawling to hunt. However, as soon as they walked into the forest, Feng Heng discovered that the small bungalows in the forest are actually no less than a village, a village they just saw.

If the village just now was made of bricks made of yellow clay, then the village now is made of the most primitive wood, which is called a small bungalow, but in fact it is a small wooden house.

The broken wooden boards, perhaps after such a long period of baptism of wind and rain, all of Feng Heng came to the first wooden house, began to rot, and fungi such as mushrooms began to grow on the wood.

Thinking of this, Feng Heng couldn't help but smiled with a self-deprecating smile.

Although this place looks like an ordinary wild forest village, it is still a tomb after all. How could it be baptized by wind and rain?

Perhaps the planner of the game's copy made a copy deliberately changed the wooden boards of these villages into rotten rotten wood in order to make people immersive and substitute them into the game, giving people the feeling of truly walking through the forest.

"Squeak."

When you open the wooden door, the door shaft makes a harsh sound.

He subconsciously glanced at the door shaft of the wooden door, and then turned to look at the whole view of the wooden house.

The standard wooden bed is also a wooden table that is about to grow mushrooms, and in addition, there is a wooden box placed in the corner.

After glanced at the wooden bed and wooden table, I found that nothing was wrong, Feng Heng walked straight to the wooden box in the corner.

After touching the appearance of the wooden box, Feng Heng found something was wrong.

A lock is installed on this wooden box.

In other words, this wooden box was originally locked with iron locks, but now the iron locks on it have long disappeared.

No matter where the iron lock on the wooden box went, Feng Heng stretched out his hand and flipped open the wooden box.

There are not many things in the wooden box, and not many can bring Feng Heng clues.

So let’s first count what is in the wooden box.

A key, a transparent bag of white unknown solid matter, and a bottle half a palm-sized one. There is an unknown purple object in the bottle, and there is nothing else.

However, after Feng Heng turned on the pocket flashlight and carefully searched for anything else in the wooden box that had not been found, Feng Heng saw a little bright red mucus in an inconspicuous corner. After touching it, he put it next to his nose and smelled it. Feng Heng already knew what this bright red mucus was.

He is so familiar with this taste.
Chapter completed!