Shortly after Yang Zheng left the Qingsiguo caravan, he found a tree.

He held his arm and hit the tree hard, making a crisp "click" sound from the joints. Yang Zheng knelt on the ground in pain, hugged his arms, and cold sweat oozed out from his forehead.

After a moment, he stood up and raised his right arm slightly, tingling, but the bones had returned to their place.

One day and one night later.

Yang Zheng found that he had encountered serious problems.

He got lost. The road to the sad wasteland is very difficult to walk. The so-called business road is actually without "Tao"!

Every road is brought out by a guide who is familiar with the wasteland terrain, and there will definitely be no such guide in the caravan.

But Yang Zheng had only one person, and the last time he passed through the sad wasteland was the road of the Gata Belt. In this wilderness, a little route deviation could lead to a completely different direction, so Yang Zheng was stunned.

It seems that the dormant in a winter made my head rust, and I made such a low-level mistake. I knew I should have asked at least the caravan that I asked for a road map just now.

The night was coming soon. Yang Zheng tightly looked at the weather completely different from the earth and sighed slightly.

But now, I can only try my luck, whether I can meet another caravan.

Perhaps... it is more likely to encounter a giant thief in the wasteland, because Yang Zheng obviously smelled a trace of blood in the air.

His eyes flashed with ridges. Now his facial features were much more sensitive than ordinary people. After Yang Zheng confirmed that there was no one nearby, he began to carefully touch the direction of the bloody smell. The iron sword was held in his left hand, and Yang Zheng's steps were as light as a cat.

On such a cold moonlit night, the cold wind in the wilderness was like howling ghosts and wolves, sobbing into people's bone marrow...

After climbing over a small sand dune, Yang Zheng finally saw a miserable scene. Dozens of corpses were erected on the ground, and the bodies were incomplete and spreading all the time, with a foul smell in the air.

There were several skinny wolves gnawing at the corpse.

All the horses and property were stolen, leaving behind some trucks carrying goods slumped around in a mess, with signs of bonfires on the ground, but there were not many signs of fighting.

Yang Zheng took another look and his pupils suddenly contracted.

It is... Qingsiguo's caravan.

Have they encountered giant thieves? The little girl like a cat and the big man Weiss appeared in Yang Zheng's mind.

He no longer hesitated and quickly swept down the dunes.

Several wild wolves whimpered and ran a few steps out, but when they saw that Yang Zheng was only one, these evil wolves that seemed to fall down as soon as the wind blew showed their nature of bullying the weak and fearing the strong. Although the flesh of dead people was good, they were not as fresh as the flesh of living people. Several wild wolves bared their teeth and made a heavy hissing sound in their throats.

Yang Zheng waved his sword and rushed forward. The sword light shone brightly, and a wild wolf that rushed in half was cut, and two pieces of his body fell in the air and blood spurted out.

Yang Zheng kicked his toes and stabbed the sword into the mouth of another wolf.

In the blink of an eye, two wolf corpses stood on the spot.

The other wild wolves were frightened by him and whimpered backwards. At this moment, the wild wolves on Yang Zheng's left hand rushed over. The wolf was smart and saw that Yang Zheng had no sword in his left hand. Yang Zheng sneered, turned sideways and kicked his feet diagonally on the wolf's face.

The wild wolf's head actually shattered, and it felt like a hammer hitting the watermelon.

Even Yang Zheng himself was shocked.

This kick completely wiped out the other wolves' thoughts and ran away in an instant.

Yang Zheng was a little dazed. He looked at his feet and felt incredible. After coming out of the ice, although he felt something was wrong with his body, he couldn't say anything was wrong. He didn't expect that his kick would be so fierce. The wild wolf's corpse fell there, his head was twisted, and his brain was gushing out.

Yang Zheng was distracted and quickly suppressed his thoughts.

Now is not the time to consider these things. After checking the corpses on the ground, there was no little girl or Weiss, and he felt a little relieved.

Suddenly

Yang Zheng jumped his eyebrows and looked around nervously: Who?

A burning heat came up from his chest.

Yang Zheng quickly opened his clothes on his chest and was shocked. The "Barbie" that was originally hanging on his neck was gone. There was a fire-shaped mark on his chest, which emitted a misty light in the darkness, like a living body.

Yang Zheng touched the mark on his hand.

A shock in his mind, and the consciousness that had appeared on Yulong Mountain invaded his head again.

"Is it Barbie?"

A very mechanized voice shook Yang Zheng’s mind: “Yang!”

Yang Zheng jumped up as if he was burned by fire. He had seen enough bizarre things, but he still couldn't understand the facts in front of him: "You... are you a human or a ghost?"

"According to your humans, I am virtual intelligence." Barbie said calmly.

“Virtual Intelligence?”

What is this? Yang Zheng's head was completely confused. He pinched his thighs hard, and after his head was slightly clear, he trembled slightly: "I have a few questions to ask you. You must answer me, 1. Where are you from? 2. Did you bring me from the earth to this ghost place? 3. How did you enter my body? 4. Can you leave my body?"

Barbie still said in that emotional tone: "I refuse to answer."

Yang Zheng was suffocated and a rage appeared. He raised his m9 and reached in front of the fiery mark, and said fiercely: "Don't think I dare not dig you out my body."

"No, you can't dig out what you can't find. Unless I take the initiative to leave, you will not be able to get rid of me even if you die." Barbie was not threatened at all.

Yang Zheng's hand holding m9 trembled for a moment, his expression was gloomy and gloomy. After a while, he put down the dagger in a slightly depressed state. He could not joke about his life, and Barbie gave him a feeling of a machine that was bigger than a human being.

"What the hell do you want?"

After a moment of silence, Barbie's voice came: "I will tell you, but not now, and your friend is dying!"

"friend?"

"Wes and Avril, they are being chased by a powerful energy body."

Yang Zheng was shocked. He didn't even think about how Barbie knew these things: "Where are they?"

"Come on the way west, I'll tell you where they are!"

Before Barbie could finish his words, Yang Zheng had already run westward.

Yang Zheng ran with all his strength for half an hour, and his speed was definitely on par with the average fast horse.

But he didn't feel so tired. This doubt just emerged, and Barbie had already answered him: I accelerated your body's metabolism and strengthened your muscle strength.

Yang Zheng wanted to learn more, but it was not the time, because he heard the sound of horse hooves faintly mixed in the wind.

In front is a hill.

When he climbed to the top of the hill, a sense of fear grabbed Yang Zheng's heart. He was shocked. This was the first time he felt this way.

Whenever he faces some unknown danger, Yang Zheng's heart will feel slightly warm, and he suppresses the idea of ​​evacuating immediately.

With the light of the moonlight, he could easily see that six three-headed dogs chasing a man with red flames all over his body. They were extremely fast. In the dark night, several long flame tails flew out, and behind them, a black cloud of smoke covered the area of ​​five meters.

Dark, gloomy.

A breath of death quietly approached Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng felt intuition that he felt fear of the black cloud, and fear of death was the nature of living things.

The person with red light on his body was obviously Weiss. He was holding a child in his arms. Judging from his figure, he was already injured.

A three-headed evil dog roared, speeding up, and it was about to bite Wes. The fire light suddenly started. Wes shouted loudly, and three fire-colored sword lights rushed towards the three-headed dog. Amid the tragic sound, the three-headed dog's body was divided into four neat pieces, and the blood spread out like thick fog.

"Dad-" was Avril's exclamation.

Wes' thigh was bitten tightly by another three-headed dog, and the red light shone even more violently.

Yang Zheng couldn't help it, so he stood up.

"If you go, the chance of losing your life is more than 90%. " Barbie said calmly.

Yang Zheng snorted softly, grabbed the iron sword and rushed down the slope.

His appearance surprised and delighted Wes, and his desire to survive made him burst out with potential.

Several three-headed dogs were forced to get in.

Yang Zheng watched carefully as the black smoke floated over.

A gray shadow broke out into the fog, his whole body was wrapped in a huge gray robe, and two eyes flashing green in the depths of the cloak.

Advanced Summoner!!

This is the first time that Yang Zhengshang has seen such a legendary figure. This is not comparable to a sorcerer like Manche. In this world, some people stand at the top of their power, such as Griffin Knight, Advanced Warrior, Sword Saint, Dark Walker... Their number is extremely rare and they rarely move around the world, but it does not mean that there is no.

The gray-robed warlock held a dark staff in his hand. A strong horse under his crotch was pitch black and there was no trace of hair. Six balls of flames were burning on his eyes and four hooves.

nightmare!

The monster from the abyss hell, the product of advanced summoning techniques.

This is definitely a rare high-level warlock on the mainland, and it is also a terrifying summoning warlock.

The nightmare was like a ghost in the dark night, with four hooves beating, and the whole earth seemed to be trembling. In the blink of an eye, it came to Yang Zheng, and a long hiss, like thunder in the clear sky. The two front hooves were raised high and stepped towards Yang Zheng's head.

In an instant, Yang Zheng's whole body nerves improved to the extreme.

All his spirit was concentrated on the two huge horse hooves that nightmare kicked in.

My mind was empty, and my left hand was slowly delivered...

It seemed slow and fast, and saw that the hooves were less than a foot away from Yang Zheng's head. The violently burning hell flames on the hooves reflected Yang Zheng's face. A white light had already erupted and hit the right front hoof of Nightmare.

As soon as he touched the harsh sound of golden swords, Yang Zheng felt a huge demonic energy filled with heaven and earth sweeping towards him, and his whole body was as if it was burning with fire, so uncomfortable that he almost yelled loudly.
To be continued...