Riding the Pheonix Chapter 439: Mission

The faint sound of the flute spread throughout Huying.

The strong Yin Qi condensed into fine snow visible to the naked eye in this cold weather.

Whoever they fall on will shiver with cold.

That kind of coldness is different from a simple low temperature. It will penetrate into the bone marrow and freeze people's hearts.

The snow is falling heavier and heavier, and people sneeze from time to time.

Teng Lao and the others were not affected at all.

In other words, this kind of environment surrounded by yin energy is more comfortable for them.

They were all slaves who were married to the grassland with Princess Yongqing. In order to serve the princess longer, they took Qian Yan's palace secret medicine and transformed themselves into the living dead.

Now they have longer lifespans, but at the same time they have lost the physical signs of living people.

Not only will these Yin Qi not affect them, they can even nourish them.

However, not only did Mr. Teng and others not smile at all, they even became even more depressed.

They are the living dead, but this entire battalion of Hu soldiers are not.

"Quick, find someone!" Mr. Teng shouted, "Separately look for someone! The one who plays the flute!"

"Yes."

However, as soon as they ran out, a wind blew from nowhere, and dark figures slowly emerged from the strong Yin Qi.

These figures are tall and although their appearance cannot be seen clearly, they can be seen wearing armor.

The sound of the flute turned sad.

Those who had successfully manifested themselves all waved their swords or spears and let out a loud roar.

"What's going on?" Hu Bing shouted.

“I don’t know!”

"Qi Jun, this is Qi Jun!"

"Master Badong, won't you say it's a lie? Just kill them."

The barbarians were ferocious. Although these dark shadows were extremely scary in the night, they still picked up their long swords and slashed at them one by one.

According to the experience just now, as long as it is hit, these soldiers will turn into a piece of paper.

But this time, it was different from what they imagined.

The big knife slashed over, only dispersing some of the Yin Qi, but the opponent raised his weapon and fought back hard.

"Ah!" Someone was chopped, and they finally realized that something was wrong.

"Why not become paper?"

"It hurts! My shoulder!"

Almost the whole arm of Hu Bing was cut off. What was even more frightening was that the wound was quickly occupied by black gas and turned into smelly black water.

"Ahhhh..." The Hu Bing screamed and rolled with his arms folded.

The black energy spread, and soon the whole person turned black, his eyes were straight, and he huddled on the ground and convulsed.

The other barbarians were shocked.

Some shouted fiercely, while others knelt down and prayed for God's blessing.

This scene not only happened in one place, but the entire Chinese army quickly fell into another kind of chaos.

Teng Lao shouted: "Find someone! Find someone quickly! Don't worry about anything else, just kill the person who summoned the souls and the problem will be solved!"

But the camp is so big, where can I find it all of a sudden?

As if in response to his shout, the sound of the flute changed again.

Teng Lao was horrified to find that Yin Qi was rising from his body, and something seemed to be draining from his body.

"Why is this happening? Why?"

"Because you are the real formation eyes."

A sudden voice sounded, and Mr. Teng turned his head and saw the woman approaching.

The first time he saw her was in the small town on the Yanshan Ancient Road. At that time, he only thought that this woman knew some magic, and even if he rescued Nasu, he didn't take it to heart.

I didn’t expect that the second meeting would be like this.

"You..."

Mingwei untied the Hu man's leather hat and threw it aside.

Now she has no disguise and can be found at a glance in the barbarian camp.

"Catch her——" Mr. Teng shouted.

Mingwei stood there holding the flute, with a mocking smile on his lips.

Before these living dead touched her, they heard the faint sound of piano in their ears.

Ning Xiu had already found a place to settle down and was sitting on a hillside, concentrating on playing the piano on his lap.

In the past, his piano music was always full of murderous aura, but now it is as tender as water.

However, such tenderness is more frightening than overflowing murderous intent.

Because Mr. Teng discovered that the power in the body was losing faster.

"How could this happen..."

"Life and death have destiny." Mingwei looked at them with compassion, "Life has a way of life, and death has a way of death. Since you are already dead, how can you take the path of life again?"

"No, no... we want to avenge the princess, you go to hell..."

Zhang San stumbled forward and slapped her with a palm.

Ming Wei didn't even try to avoid it, but when she saw that Zhang San was still half a foot away from her, she stopped dead in her tracks.

"Ah——" In the melodious sound of the piano, the Yin Qi in Zhang San's body drained away faster. His face, which looked like an ordinary person, quickly sunk and turned into a mummy, standing frozen in place. .

"Master!" Madam Zhang San shouted sternly and rushed forward.

But as soon as she came into contact with Zhang San, she froze and soon turned into the second mummy.

The sound of the piano is melodious and the night wind blows. At first glance, it sounds poetic and distant.

However, what accompanied them was a frightening scene.

These living dead turned into mummies one by one, becoming the source of yin energy on the battlefield.

Ning Xiu stopped playing, picked up the piano bag, and made a few leaps before arriving at Mingwei's side.

"These are the Qi troops who died here for many years?"

"Yes." Mingwei watched the Yin soldiers fighting with the Hu people and said softly, "Although they are dead, their powerful thoughts ~IndoMTL.com~ have been preserved until now. Even if they have lost their memories, they still have Remember the instinct to kill the enemy."

In the Yin Qi, more Qi Jun souls were awakened and joined in the killing.

Ning Xiu looked at one of the figures and said, "Is that also Qi Jun?" The armor was completely different.

Mingwei looked where he was pointing, paused, and then said: "Looking at the style of his military uniform, I'm afraid he is a soldier from Qianyan."

"It's actually Qian Yan..."

Mingwei looked at them and said: "How can there be distinctions between dynasties when foreign tribes invade? Qi State or Qian Yan, they all have the same ancestors and the same blood. Even if Qian Yan has been destroyed, these people who died in the battle The former Yan warriors here are still the heroes of the nation. They were once here, throwing their heads and blood to defend the homeland behind them. Even if the dynasty has changed, they still remember their mission."

In the yin atmosphere, the cry of killing seemed to come from distant history. It was the determination to protect the homeland that had never changed.

The Hu soldiers from other tribes were standing in front of the Chinese military camp and hesitated.

"Sir, what should we do?" the leading general of the Kelsang tribe asked Aru.

Aru thought for a long time and finally said: "Let's go back!"

"Yes!" The leading general accepted the order happily.

Looking at this situation, we knew we were in trouble. Why would they get involved? Are the lives of Kelsang warriors worthless?

As soon as the Kelsang tribe left, other tribes who were waiting and watching also left.

The power of the Zhelin tribe is relatively small, and the general asked hesitantly: "Prince, we just left like this. How will we explain to Sutu Khan afterwards?"

The eldest prince said: "Everyone else has left, why should we join in the fun? Su Tu can survive this first. If he can't survive... hum!"