Hundreds of feet away, the vague houses loom in the sea formed by the purple rhyme.

The goal was clear, Zhang Fan's body moved, and a streamer flashed in an instant, and when he reappeared, he had already stepped out of the range of the flower field.

When you settle down, your feet are heavy, no longer the kind of soft, a pit of soil feeling, but like a tamped loess, hard not down the slate.

In front of him, it suddenly became clear that villages composed of simple houses appeared in front of him.

Yellow mud mixed with gravel as the base, rammed earth to make four walls, above the roof, all over the purple rhyme and flowing branches, there is life vigorous, that is, there is no root to support, or tenaciously bloom flowers.

Putting aside the purple rhyme, if you talk about the rest, there is not much difference from the ordinary mortal village in the outside world, and at a glance, there are no less than hundreds of houses, and in its heyday, there are no less than a thousand people who breed here.

Originally, in the middle of the medicine field, such a small village suddenly appeared, it should be easy to find, but the surrounding Ziyun Liulan grew too dense and tall, like a small wooden house hidden in a large woods, even the most experienced hunters could not find it.

Standing in place and looking around for a while, after having a general understanding, Zhang Fan strode into the village.

Along the way, not to mention popularity, there is no sound of domestic animals, dogs, cows, etc., and there is silence, as if falling into a deep sleep.

This village is indeed asleep, and it will never wake up again, and now, Zhang Fan sighed secretly and stopped his pace.

The village has obviously been dilapidated for a long time, and there is no one living in it at all, and when you walk through it, a sense of desolation and sorrow pervades you, like an old man, facing the twilight, which makes people feel gloomy for no reason.

You don't need to look at it all, just look at the small courtyard next to Zhang Fan, and you will know that this village is dead.

The wooden door of the main house shattered into countless pieces of wood, as if a beast had pounced on it and easily tore it apart.

On the side of the wooden door, the window lattice was pierced, and a hole the size of an ordinary person's shoulder appeared on it, and through it, it could be seen that the inside was like a strong wind transiting, and the tables, chairs and benches were all broken and overturned, and the place was messy.

Underneath the window lattice, a chest-high water tank is placed, and the tank is covered with dense ice cracks, mixed with scattered holes, and you can vaguely look through the tank to the wall behind it.

All of this vividly interprets the word "dilapidated", not to mention that on top of all these things, the thick layer of dust has not accumulated over the years, and it cannot be broken here.

After a slight pause in the courtyard, Zhang Fan saw that there was nothing to see, so he was ready to leave.

Along the way, he was the only one on the dusty ground, and there were no messy traces of the previous one.

Just as he was about to return to the entrance of the village to find it, suddenly several successive "bang-bang" sounds came, as if something was slamming into the stone wall, and there was a faint roar.

Zhang Fan's expression moved, he slightly recognized the direction, and immediately turned into a streamer and passed straight over the village.

When you get there, you can only see a castle-like stone building standing in front of you, looking at the traces of its years, when it is a long time, eighty percent is the residence of Shutong in that year.

"This man hides the cave like a rat hole outside, and he will make a score in front of those medicine men. ”

Seeing this castle, Zhang Fan couldn't help but be amazed.

The castle was facing his direction, and there should have been a stone gate, but at this time it had turned into fragments of different sizes scattered all around, and on the fragments, there were many scratches as deep as inches, as if a fierce beast like a tiger had scratched on it, and it was estimated that it was the source of the sound.

Through the stone door, a roar came from the depths of the castle, dry and high-pitched, with an unconcealable sense of anger, clearly not having achieved their goal.

"It's still too late!"

Zhang Fan's spirits were greatly lifted, he no longer stayed, and followed the direction from which the roar came, and instantly passed through the passage like nine bends and eighteen bends, and the speed was as fast as if he had hit a wall, and only when he was about to collide with the wall did he put his palm on the wall to borrow strength, and then turned straight through.

His speed was not in vain, and at the end, he happened to see human figures on all fours, roaring at a wall, and at the same time, the sound of "rustling" was endless, but countless sharp claws were slashing across the wall.

The skin of the wall is peeling, the stone chips are flying, and the outline of the wall is also traced, faintly showing the appearance of a portal, it seems that it is a secret door, and I don't know how these monsters can find it.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang again, but the secret door collapsed under the impact of one of the leading monsters, and slammed to the ground.

There was a continuous echo in the castle, and the leading monster suddenly stood upright, screaming and beating his chest, as if showing off and as if inspiring, in short, with his movements, all the monsters around him also stood upright, and the roar almost suppressed the echo.

Zhang Fan's roar this time was clear, but it was not as meaningless as before, vague, like a word "eat".

It's not strange that they shouted "eat", but looking at their actions, you can know that there is still some wisdom left, and what surprised Zhang Fan was the pronunciation of the word.

It is said that it is the word "eat", in fact, he is not sure, because his interpretation is based on the pronunciation of the ancient language, this is a bit strange, a group of monsters, shouting in the ancient language, no matter how you think about it, it feels very weird.

I thought it was a mistake, or a coincidence, but what happened next proved that his interpretation was not wrong.

After the leading monster slapped his chest to vent, he just stood upright and stepped into the secret door, and the other monsters followed closely behind, swarming in.

As soon as they entered, a delicate voice came out of it.

"Uncle Li!"

"Uncle Chen, brother of the Wang family, aunt ......"

"You ......"

"Don't come, don't ......"

Later, faintly with a crying tone, that's it, the voice is still like a lark tactful, like a nightingale crisp, in this gloomy castle, in the violent roar, it seems extraordinarily pleasant, hearing it makes people's hearts move, I can't wait to listen to her song, I want to be the sound of the beam.

Listening to this voice in Zhang Fan's ears, his heart immediately moved, which had a love for beautiful timbre, but more than that, it was a surprise, this was like a girl's voice, speaking a language similar to ancient times, similar to the word "eat".

At this time, the girl's situation is no longer good, after all, no matter how beautiful the voice is, it can't calm her panic at this time, and it can't resolve the danger in front of her.

Behind the secret door, in the spacious stone room, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, squatting in the corner of the wall and shivering, with a pair of beautiful eyes watery, but as if she was holding back something, not letting the tears roll down.

The fine teeth bite tightly on the lower lip, dyed with a faint red, as if falling into the blue, charming and dazzling with a poignant state.

Hearing her voice, the monsters that the girl called her uncle and aunt became more and more excited, and with a scream, the tips of their ten fingers were like knives, and they all plunged into the girl's delicate body, as if they could tear her to pieces in a single moment, and then divide and eat her.

"Ahh

Seeing the black fingertips, the nails like eagle claws were rapidly inserted, and a little sharpness was constantly enlarged in front of the eyes, and the fine wind aroused pierced the eyes, and the tears that had been endured for a long time were stimulated by this, and immediately gushed out, and slid down the smooth face, and the horror in her heart could no longer be endured, and the girl screamed, and her eyes were tightly closed, as if she could avoid everything like this nightmare.

The idea of escaping seemed to become a reality after the girl closed her eyes.

One, two, three...... In the boundless darkness, the girl silently counted unconsciously, the imaginary tingling, tearing pain did not come, but the incessant roar came to an abrupt end, and everything was quiet.

As if returning to the mother's body, in an instant, the girl only felt a burst of warmth, a burst of safety, couldn't help moaning, and slowly opened her eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a slender and powerful finger, slowly pulling out to the back of "Uncle Li's" neck, without the slightest filth, only a flash of red light, this red light was dazzling and warm, just like the feeling of safety.

In the process of finger withdrawal, all the monsters did not move, as if they were suppressed by some invisible force, and the moment when the fingers were completely withdrawn came, "whew" to the ground, and more than ten flames were extinguished as soon as they were burned.

The light was dazzling, and she couldn't help but close it, and when the girl opened her eyes again, there was no trace of the monster anymore, only more than a dozen piles of ashes piled up on the ground.

"Such a terrible monster turned to ashes like this?"

The girl rubbed her eyes in disbelief, and immediately a look of surprise and adoration appeared in her eyes, and she looked up at the tall figure in front of her.

At the same time, Zhang Fan looked down at the girl in front of him who he had just rescued from the clutches of the monster.

The girl's stay in the sea seems to be soaked in sweat, skimming on both sides, revealing a graceful curved forehead, and in the center of the forehead, from the center of the eyebrows to the hairline, a purple orchid blooms.

The lines are beautiful, lifelike, printed on the forehead, and the crystal skin, for a while I can't tell who has achieved whom, I just feel that the snow skin and purple orchid shine together, immature purity and mature elegance are intertwined, and the infinite dazzle is instantly erupted.

"It's quiet and quiet, but it's also like the world. ”

It was Zhang Fan, who couldn't help but be amazed at first sight, the unique beauty and the first time I saw it seemed to be like a tide, which instantly exploded and submerged all the seekers.

"Ahh

The girl found that Zhang Fan was looking at the purple orchid on her forehead, exclaimed, and hurriedly wiped the cover of Liuhai, seeing that her reaction was not shy, but as if she felt ashamed, as if what was exposed was not a thrilling beauty, but an ugly scar.

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, and suddenly said, "It's very beautiful!"

The girl stopped and looked at him in surprise.

"I said it was beautiful!"

Zhang Fan repeated, and saw a relieved and beautiful face as he wished.

(To be continued)