Chapter Seventy-Six: Waiting Three Years on the Bridge
Extremely happy to put the resurrection orb into his backpack, Ye Zhen immediately stopped staying, and while the nearby ghosts were still gathered in place, he immediately ran to a deeper position.
Since the ghost general's scream just now led away almost all the lonely ghosts, there were almost no monsters in front of him, and with the leaf marks running like the wind, an extraordinary picture soon appeared in front of him.
I saw a huge dark yellow river in front of me, the surface of the river was extremely calm, it was like a pool of stagnant water, but there was a roaring sound of flowing. Moreover, the dusky river in front of me is a full 100 meters wide, blocking the path of leaf marks like a moat.
System: You discovered the Yellow Springs River.
It wasn't until the formatted system prompt suddenly sounded that Ye Zhen's attention was taken back from the dim river, and when Ye Zhen looked up, he saw that there was a narrow wooden bridge on the river more than ten meters away on the left, which led directly to the opposite bank, which suddenly made his eyes light up.
Almost subconsciously, Ye Zhen rushed onto the old withered yellow wooden bridge, and the crumbling wooden bridge seemed to be in disrepair, and as soon as someone stepped on it, it shook violently a few times, and Ye Zhen was so frightened that he didn't dare to take any further steps for a while.
System: You've discovered the Nai Ho Bridge.
Another system prompt came, Ye Zhen was suddenly shocked, and the look on his face suddenly became exciting, Huangquan River, but what a bridge, could it be that the other side of the river is really eighteen layers of hell?
It was hard to imagine what kind of thoughts Ye Zhen had in his heart at this time, he only felt that there were some terms such as 'Daoshan Hell' and 'Oil Pot Hell' in his mind, and he almost retracted the soles of his feet that stepped into the Nahe Bridge.
After all, if it's not Monkey King, who would dare to trespass on the underworld?
I have to say that due to the influence of some subconscious, Ye Zhen is obviously much more in awe of the ghosts and gods in the East, and when he was Green, he dared to break into the Holy See and dare to go down to the Valley of the Dead, but at this time, the ghost gate was closed, and his heart couldn't help but be a little hairy.
Rushing~
The Huangquan River, where there is no sparkling water, is still making an unhurried sound, and the bridge under his feet is still shaking, as if urging the deceased to cross the river quickly and be reincarnated.
Ye Scar swore that he had never been intimidated by any seemingly dangerous map in the game, but this ghost gate, which resembled the Netherworld, had exerted an unparalleled pressure on him.
After struggling for a while, Ye Zhen finally stepped onto the crumbling dead yellow wooden bridge, but cold sweat broke out in his dagger palm, showing how nervous he was at this time.
After walking more than ten steps on the Nai He Bridge, suddenly, a crackling sound of breaking through the water surface came from under his feet, and I saw a dry black ghost suddenly rising into the sky and jumping onto the bridge deck from the Huangquan River.
Smack!
Smack! ――
A few snapping sounds came, and in an instant, four black ghosts in a row jumped onto the bridge, blocking the leaf marks on the narrow yellow wooden bridge.
Yellow Spring Water Ghost, level 50 necromantic monster!
"There were ghosts in the river, but fortunately I didn't swim through." Muttering to himself, Ye Zhen looked around at the four Yellow Spring Water Ghosts, whose pupils contracted a few times, and then took the preemptive action, and with a single step, he attacked the two dry water ghosts in front of him.
The dagger in his hand was like a dragon coming out of a hole, and Ye Zhen's figure was extremely elegant, and he saw him pass between the two black water ghosts with a sideways speed, and his backhand was a backstab into the back of one of them.
If it weren't for the fact that on the narrow wooden bridge, the four water ghosts would not even be able to pose a slight threat to Ye Zhen, but even though the stretching space was a little inconvenient, under Ye Zhen's super output and body technique, the four Yellow Spring Water Ghosts would have touched the two of them and caused him hundreds of damage, and they would all have died and turned into his experience points.
"I don't know if that guy has passed this bridge, it is estimated that it will be difficult, even if he is a mage, no matter how fast he reacts, his body speed can't keep up, and if he breaks through, he will definitely be killed by the water ghost."
muttered, and a narrow smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Ye Zhen's mouth, even if he learned the space spell of Sinnoh, but in terms of exploration and treasure hunting, he still had a certain gap if he wanted to be comparable to the assassin with the strongest survivability in the wild.
As soon as he thought that the sadistic heart was likely to stop at the Nai He Bridge, Ye Zhen's mood suddenly turned from cloudy to sunny, and his tense mood suddenly relaxed, and at the same time, he also secretly decided that he had to get the treasures here in his pocket before that guy, and let him fetch water in a bamboo basket.
Slowly walking on the bridge, soon, eight more yellow spring water ghosts with teeth and claws rushed out of the dark yellow river below, but they could only cause a little trouble to Ye Zhen, and they died under the edge of the blade of good and evil.
Until this point, Ye Zhen was almost certain that the sadistic guy had reached the Nahe Bridge at most, and definitely did not pass through this narrow wooden bridge.
You must know that the eight level 50 Yellow Spring Water Ghosts even feel a little difficult for him with extraordinary melee ability, let alone just a fragile mage.
After all, teleportation is only a distance of more than ten or twenty meters at most, and even if you are proficient in space magic, it is impossible to complete this Nai He Bridge, which is more than 100 meters long.
Going deep along the shaking wooden plank bridge, when Ye Zhen came to the center of the bridge, he saw a graceful white figure suddenly appear more than ten meters in front of him, which immediately made Ye Zhen's eyes widen, and his face was full of disbelief!
"Female ghosts?"
Looking at the vague figure in front of him in a silk white dress, Ye Zhen's pupils contracted violently a few times, and his heart suddenly jumped to the position of his throat.
However, the graceful white figure in front of him still had his back to him, reading something to himself, as if he hadn't noticed the leaf marks.
Hearing the slight sound of broken thoughts in the air, Ye Zhen suddenly pricked up his ears, trying to hear what she was reading clearly, but because the distance between the two was too far, he couldn't hear what the other party was reading.
Almost subconsciously, Ye Zhen moved forward, and when he came to a distance of five or six meters behind the white shadow, he finally heard the words that the female ghost had been thinking about.
"Lianlian, you and I have agreed for a hundred years. If anyone dies at the age of ninety-seven, he will wait three years on the bridge...... Even if you and I have agreed for a hundred years. I only hope to stay together for a long time, but I wait for a thousand years on the bridge......"
The lingering voice of tactful and mournful came, and just as Ye Zhen was greatly surprised, the female ghost in white gauze suddenly turned her head, first squatted slightly and saluted Ye Zhen, and then stared at the crimson dagger in Ye Zhen's hand: "Dare to ask Gongzi, is the dagger you hold in your hand called the blade of good and evil?" ”
(To be continued)