Chapter 2785
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Piles of the Living Dead
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Even though Muyan is used to seeing big scenes, she can't help but feel her scalp tingle when she sees this person.
"Save me … I beg you … save me …"
As he cries, black tears flow out of one of his eyes, while blood tears come out of the other as the bug rushes out.
The scene becomes more and more gloomy and terrifying.
Muyan takes out an Elixir and feeds it to him. She grabs his hand and is about to feel his pulse.
Suddenly, she hears a low, hoarse voice from her side.
"Don't do anything stupid. If you want to save someone, it won't be enough to save this one. The rest of them will swallow you alive. "
Muyan stares blankly, following the voice.
However, there's a thick black fog here, and the illumination crystal can't illuminate very far.
She can't see who's speaking at all.
Just then, a flame suddenly flies up from the ground, and then explodes in the air.
This time, it's like sunlight piercing through the clouds and dispersing the thick fog. In a split second, the surrounding scene is completely illuminated.
"Hiss –!!"
Seeing the scene in front of her, Muyan suddenly sucks in a mouthful of cold air.
She doesn't even have time to observe the place in front of her. All she can see are densely packed "living corpses", similar to the ones grabbing her ankles.
Yes, in Muyan's view, these people who don't look like humans or ghosts can only be called living corpses.
They don't even have consciousness anymore. They only know how to instinctively squirm their bodies, making low, strange sounds.
But when the flame lights up, the living corpses lying on the ground suddenly jump up, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, letting out ghostly wails and wolf-like howls.
In an instant, this gloomy place seems to have turned into a hellish Asura field where evil spirits roam.
"Do you see? These people have already lost their minds, and only have a trace of survival instinct left. "
"If you take out the Elixir and let them feel the pure Spiritual Power, they will recklessly snatch it. If you use Spiritual Power to treat people, they will smell the Spiritual Power on your body, and they will rush over to bite off pieces of your flesh. "
The flame in the sky slowly dissipates, and the surroundings return to darkness.
It was a thin middle-aged man with sunken eyes, messy hair, and a face full of stubble. It was obvious that he did not have a good time here, but compared to those living corpses, he still retained a bit of consciousness.
Muyan pulls down the hands that are grabbing her ankle. She doesn't use Spiritual Power, only Internal Force, and the two hands that are baring their fangs and brandishing their claws are twisted together.
Then, like dragging a sack, he dragged it to the front of the middle-aged man. "May I know who you are?"
The middle-aged man let out a bitter laugh and said, "In this Unclean Abyss, sooner or later, we will become living corpses like them. What's the point of not reporting our names?"
The illumination crystal shines in front of the two people, and Mu Yan can see the despair on the middle-aged man's face.
The middle-aged man also inadvertently looked over. Who knew that with this glance, his eyes would suddenly widen, revealing a trace of astonishment. "Little girl, you … what's your name?"
Mu Yan raises her eyebrows: "Before asking someone else's name, why don't you first introduce yourself?"
The middle-aged man stared blankly for a long time before saying, "I am Wen Huang Lang."
Surnamed Wen?
Mu Yan's mind unconsciously thinks of the shopkeeper of the Listening Sound Pavilion, Wen Qingyuan.
"Little girl, can you tell me your name?"
Mu Yan thinks for a moment, then says, "Jun Mu Yan."
"Your surname is Jun?!!!" Wen Huang Lang's voice almost suddenly rises, and that originally lifeless face suddenly becomes very lively.
(End of this chapter)
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