New White Snake Asking Immortals

The sky was overcast and gray, and it seemed that there was darkness blocking the day.

There was no sound in the huge city, and it was dead silent. It had only been a few days since the city was broken and the corpses had left. The city gates were wide open, the shops, streets, restaurants, inns were covered with dark brown bloodstains, and the gray air filled the city as if the fog could not see too far.

The zombies that broke through the natural danger and entered the Central Plains kept moving forward, and the gray fog occasionally flickered with light. It was a high-level monk who still had a trace of righteousness in his heart fighting with powerful zombies. It is strange to say that these powerful zombies are different from ordinary zombies, wearing tattered armor to fight. They will also use some military skills in the army, and they may retain some instincts after death.

With the cooperation of high-level monks, the Yan Kingdom's army fought a battle with the corpse tide.

Thanks to the collapse of the keel, the corpse poison was wiped out with all the divine power, and the living and the rotting corpse were desperately trying not to get infected.

Bai Yujun was not surprised to hear the news.

It would be a real **** if the army suddenly burst into action and killed a large number of carrion corpses, not to mention those soldiers whose armor was tattered and lacked pay. There are endless tricks and tricks, and it is better to count on bandits with real knives and real guns.

There is no problem with the soldiers, there is no lack of bravery and blood, the problem lies with the leading officials.

Soldiers are bristling in a nest, and it is useless to work **** the top and the bottom. Which official dares to roll up his sleeves and fight a corpse with a knife, but in the end, it will definitely not be an official with a strong relationship background, only that layer of soldiers. To suffer abuse has no power and no place to seek justice.

Regarding this defeat, the boring people stayed in the brothel to guide the country. Many people have a habit of criticizing others when they have something to do.

Hiding behind and jumping up and down, relying on all kinds of excuses to bullshit.

Gradually, the army finally recovered and was able to fight against the alleged defense, and gathered the carrion roughly within a radius of several hundred miles.

The Great Wall defenders on the northern front finally sealed the pass, and ordinary carrion corpses just gathered outside the pass without the assistance of high-level zombies. If the carrion corpses that have entered the pass can be cleaned up in a short period of time, there may be a turning point.

After the new year, it is early spring.

The big ship with the yellow flag docked at the Jiangcheng Wharf, and the officials of the Jinfu court landed...

The spread of carrion corpses is too fast to be stopped. Chunyang and Western religions are under great pressure. The rest of the small and medium-sized sects pay more attention to how to improve their cultivation and plunder resources. Always a drop in the bucket.

Just when the emperor was furious and the officials frowned, a certain boring little official said something.

"Did Taizu sign a covenant with the snake demon army back then?"

So, the emperor and the **** dug out the document signed by the ancestors from the dusty scroll, opened it and saw that it was indeed signed by Jiaolong!

The monarch and minister Qi Huanyan, it is rumored that the demon soldiers are so ferocious that even the people of Chi Mang drink hatred.

No matter how you can stop the corpses, the court has lost several games in a row and lost many people in the city. Maybe those monsters can solve the corpse tide.

A boring little official said another sentence, pulling the monarch and his ministers into the ice hole.

"I remember that the Dragon Temple was demolished before. It was a big mess and people died~"

"..."

The monarchs and ministers are speechless. In fact, let’s not talk about the qualifications of the emperor for the time being. Many old ministers are talented people. It is not known who the minor officials listened to those words. It's intriguing how many.

Try Covenant no matter what, you can always come up with a good excuse anyway.

The officials who contacted Jiaolong left the capital and went to the Southern Wilderness.

two months later.

Weary-faced officials looked at the huge building inexplicably.

"customs?"

The matter of contacting the Southern Wilderness Demon Emperor to take over the demon soldiers caused a quarrel.

A county in the Northland.

Where the corpse tide has passed, there are no living people, the dead village is empty and the small town is terrifyingly quiet, the courtyard door is open and full of blood, but no bones and remains are seen. After the corpse leaves, the sun disperses the gray gas and brings warmth. After that, the village on the other side of the mountain ridge separated from the village heard the clanging sound of iron.

The small village is not big, with a population of 30 to 40 and some chickens, ducks, cats and dogs.

It is very strange to say that a large city with a population of 200,000 to 300,000 people can't stop the flood of corpses, but such a small village is safe and sound, even the villagers are surprised.

Because it was too remote and no one notified the escape, it was too late when the corpses came.

The laboring villagers fled back to the village. The women cried and the children screamed and the men roared. The strange thing was that the monsters actually spared the people in the threshing field. The small dragon temple next to the ginkgo tree in the center of the village bloomed faintly, dispelling the gray and filthy odor and protecting the surrounding area of ​​the small temple. Only in the area of ​​the threshing field, the lucky people gathered in front of the temple to survive, and the monsters seemed to be unable to see the villagers in front of the temple passing by and heading south.

The elders of the village led the survivors to kneel and kowtow in front of the Dragon Temple every day, and three incense sticks in the morning, noon and evening.

Some people simply brought in mattresses to sleep in front of the temple.

Previously, people from the county and the squires came to ask for the temple to be demolished, and the villagers saw blood for it.

Today, the villagers gather again to offer sacrifices in front of the Dragon Temple, which is no more than two feet high.

"Sacrificing the Dragon ~ Protecting Peace ~"

Reluctant to slaughter chickens and pigs, the clever village women steamed three kinds of animals with thick-faced steamed buns and placed them in front of the small temple. Dozens of people kowtowed reverently and devoutly, stronger than mad believers.

In the north, many temples were built by the beneficence of the dragon, but the temples were demolished and smashed before the disaster, and there was no shelter.

The clan elders wrote the fact that the temple is not allowed to be demolished into the genealogy, and wished that he would even sacrifice his own life to the dragon god. The small dragon temple two feet high was made of bluestone and wiped clean. If there is a dragon temple, there must be water, or small streams, rivers and lakes. Or the well, the water from the well beside the temple is also regarded as the omnipotent divine water by the villagers.

Bai Yujun just mobilized the weak earth veins and water veins to gather in a small temple to improve the environment, and did his due diligence without being lazy.

The small bluestone temple exudes a faint power, protecting the threshing ground...

Southern Wilderness.

The city management yamen is still the desk with the huge window.

Bai Yujun lay lazily in the soft chair and basked in the sun~www.wuxiamtl.com~ yawning and listening to the jinpao officials on the opposite side also quoted the scriptures, maybe it is impossible to show the court's literary grace if you don't say it profoundly. Words, four-six format listening to pointy ears listless.

For a while, I couldn't help it anymore.

"That... who is that?"

The official and envoy looked ugly, but he still clasped his fists according to etiquette, thinking in his heart that although he was beautiful, he still behaved like a beast and was rude and rude.

"Under Park Keli, Minister of War."

"Oh, yes, Shi Lang Park has worked hard all the way. You can't waste the sunshine, why don't you just say it?"

"Uh... On behalf of His Majesty the Emperor, this official asks the Demon Emperor to follow the ancient covenant and send troops to fight the demons."

"Isn't it okay? Am I a demon too?"

"Sorry, it's sending troops to fight evil..."

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