There were not many undead that poured into the village, but just a few were enough to bring destructive blows to the son. The village chief Xie Sang could not save so many people alone...

However, after this violent wind disk appeared, the four ghost corpses were immediately swept into the air and strangled alive!

"This is...this is..."

After the villagers who were rescued by this Fengpan Tornado came back to their senses, they looked at Zhang Xiaohou's direction in disbelief.

Su Xiaoluo also looked at Zhang Xiaohou who was controlling the power of the strong wind next to him in surprise...

She might have guessed that Zhang Xiaohou was a hunter who came out to take risks, but she never expected that Zhang Xiaohou would be an intermediate mage.

Village chief Xie Sang actually struggled to deal with several undeads. He could not kill those fast undeads for a long time, but Zhang Xiaohou's Fengpan was instantly killed, killing four ghost corpses in seconds!!

"Fengpan-Tianluo!"

Zhang Xiaohou drew a star map again, and in an instant another spiraling and strong wind appeared.

The swaying wind formed a thick wind barrier, which immediately enclosed a group of villagers.

Zhang Xiaohou controlled the wind barrier again to prevent them from shrinking. The villagers seemed to be protected by hurricanes in the eyes of the wind. As soon as the hungry undead pounced on the wind barrier of Fengpan Tianluo, they instantly turned into fragments!

The undead are stupid. They only know how to pounce on living things. There are more than a dozen villagers gathered together in Fengpan Tianluo who escaped. The more hungry they are, the more they pounce on the wind magic, and the more they die.

Nearly ten undead spirits all hit Fengpan Tianluo and were wiped out all at once and died thoroughly.

...

Two wind magic descended from the sky, killing the dozen undead who broke into the village, allowing the villagers to almost kneel down to worship the blessing of the God of Wind.

Village chief Xie Sang killed the last rotten corpse and looked at the thin young man who was called a fool in disbelief.

Xie Sang alone could not deal with more than a dozen undead spirits. At the moment when the undead attacked the village, he knew that the village was going to be slaughtered. He never expected that the terrible thing that destroyed the village would be killed by the two magics of this fool!

Xie Sang knew that he might be a mage, but he had never heard of a mage of such cultivation at this age!!

"What are you crying? What are you crying? Is it time to cry? Hurry up and hide in the well cellar!" Village chief Xie Sang shouted at the surrounding villagers who had no ability to resist.

The entire massacre process actually didn't last long, but there were more than a dozen villagers who died, and countless others were injured.

God knows if there are more undead outside, and as the village chief, he must make a decision immediately.

Jingjiao, this is the place where special circumstances occur in their village. The secret room is usually closed and buried deep in the stone layer that is isolated from other undead soil. Now everyone must take some food, water, and heating things to escape into the Jingjiao.

...

Before there was time to mourn, the villagers took their own things and fled to the well cellar.

Before nightfall, the entire village was empty, and what was left on the muddy road was the bright red water flowing into the stream.

The villagers' bodies were too late to deal with, so they were soaked in water, and their deaths were very miserable...

Strangely, except for the dozen or so undead creatures before, no other undead creatures have rushed into the village. In fact, there are many other undead creatures outside the village, but they are not interested in the village at all. They even smell the smell of ash wood and did not let them move here even if the smell of blood comes.

The rain was a little calmer, like a needle.

Outside the village, a gray straw raincoat was slowly printed in the rain curtain.

The bamboo-woven straw hat covered the face of the man in the straw raincoat, and he could only barely see his slightly pointed chin.

This man walked a few steps towards the entrance of the village and looked at the pool of blood in front of him...

"There are actually other mages..." The man in the straw raincoat drifted out like the cold wind.

"Uh~~~Uh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Beside the man, several strong rotten corpses were making unbearable screams of hunger. They were only a few meters away from the man in the straw raincoat, but they did not attack the man in the straw raincoat, but stood behind him like servants a few steps away.

"I've given you the corpse." Qianyi Zi said ruthlessly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the strong rotten corpses rushed towards the corpses of the villagers scattered in the village, one by one as crazy as a vicious dog!

"Is it useful to hide in the well cellar? Hahahaha!!!"

The man in the straw raincoat suddenly turned around and disappeared into the black rain curtain, leaving a grim smile blending into the cold wind and echoing over the village.

...

...

It rained for three days, but fortunately, Mo Fan was an open-minded man who knew how to use branches to draw squares on the ground and play Goji chess with Liu Ru to relieve boredom.

"The rain can't come, we can go on the road." The follower Ali walked back from outside the cave and spoke to everyone.

"Why, you still have to go to Huacun?" The short man looked at these people.

"I'm going to go," Mo Fan said.

Meng'er nodded the same way.

"I'll tell you two, I know that you have outstanding strength, but I heard from others that there is a Shayuan near Huacun. If we accidentally step on Shayuan, we will have hundreds of lives to die!" said the short man.

"Either refund the money or go on the road." Mo Fan said directly.

"It is impossible to refund the money!" said the short man.

“Then get on the road.”

"I have to go to Huacun, too. I haven't returned to Yangyang Village for several years. Although I don't know why my uncle always refused to let me go back, this time I saw that the village was gone when I went back, and I had to figure out whatever I said." The strong man said seriously.

The strong man was named Fang Youmiao. When he knew the name of this burly farmer, the unscrupulous Mo Fan smiled for at least an hour.

Fang Youmiao is from Yangyang Village. She traveled to big cities for several years because she didn't like the closure of the village. But when he returned to the ancient capital two years ago, his uncle refused to let him go back to the village. Originally, Fang Youmiao thought that the village rejected him, who betrayed his ancestors, so she hangs out in the ancient capital. But this time she came back, she didn't expect the entire village to disappear!

After all, it was my family. I had to find out the reason for their disappearance no matter what. To find the answer, I had to go to Huacun next door.

Only the short man had the idea of ​​going back, so he was basically carried away.

...

The rare peace that went to Huacun was also encountered in groups of undead, but they all passed by with ash garlic.

However, after arriving in Hua Village, everyone was confused by the empty village!

Why did the people in Huacun disappear??

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(I almost thought it would be the 31st this month. Haha, as soon as this chapter was posted, the new month will come. I've already laid off, everyone can send me monthly tickets!!!)
Chapter completed!