Chapter 1707: Can you please stop holding us back?

It is possible to hold the zither in one hand and play it while walking...

But you have to identify the rugged road under your feet and infuse your own skills into the zither.

The zither Fang Xinmeng carried was a more ancient seven-stringed zither, which was more difficult than the nine-stringed zither... Because of this, although she could move lightly with her light skills, it would be quite difficult for her to follow the steps of the zither without affecting her playing.

So everyone simply cut down an ancient tree, chopped it into a simple open-air sedan chair, and let Fang Xinmeng sit on it.

Zhou Tiantai and Xing Buru lifted it one after the other, while Fang Xinmeng sat on it and played the zither leisurely.

The others followed behind, looking like a wedding procession.

Wherever the melodious sound of the piano passed...

The living dead who sensed the breath of living people and tried desperately to crawl out of the ground wailed in agony. The density of these living dead was far beyond the imagination of all of them.

Even the dead things that were originally silent beside them.

Things like stones and trees also mostly let out bursts of shrill howls. If it weren't for Fang Xinmeng's piano sound, which was the nemesis of these dead things, it is possible that these things would be absolutely hard to guard against...Even if everyone present was a child of destiny and had great strength, if they were not careful, they would probably be trapped in it.

Facing such a strange place.

Everyone was alert, except Su Jing, who looked indifferent...

He even had time to joke with Fang Xinmeng, "The future leader of the Sword Sect and the young leader of the Undying Heaven Sect are carrying your sedan chair, the future Zen master of the Brahma Zen Temple and the backbone disciples of each sect are supporting you, Miss Fang, Yuyin Sect has probably never had such a glorious moment, right? In the future, if you have to choose a martial arts leader in the Daqian Dynasty, I'm afraid no one will dare to compete with you. Who dares to disobey? You only need to say that you are just a sedan bearer in front of me, but do you still remember the time when you carried my sedan chair? Once this is said, no matter how shameless you are, you will have to cover your face and run away, and you will not dare to have the slightest desire to compete, right?"

After this was said.

Fang Xinmeng couldn't help but smile, and even the sound of the piano under her hand couldn't help but make a mess.

The ancient tree that was twisted in madness and pain that was deliberately avoided suddenly got a gap and stabbed towards Su Jing and others without a hair's breadth.

Everyone was shocked.

Fortunately, Fang Xinmeng took back control in an instant, and the sound of the piano returned to normal, and the previously chaotic true energy was also corrected.

The broken tree was disturbed by the sound again, and twisted painfully...

Everyone looked at Su Jing with a bit of blame in their eyes.

At such a dangerous moment, it would be fine if he didn't help to be on guard... but he actually dragged his feet.

And they arrived at a fork in the road.

One left and one right, leading to two different directions.

One to the periphery, one to Mianchi...

Everyone stopped.

Faced with such a strange place, Chan Kong didn't dare to make a decision rashly, and asked seriously: "Where are we going next?"

Yin Jiu said lightly: "Don't look at me, although I am the nephew of Uncle Li Yun, it is also my first time here, and I am not familiar with the environment here... Even if you ask me, I can't answer it, but it looks like the ancient battlefield thousands of years ago."

As he said, he raised his hand.

Countless trees and clothes were burned to ashes in the sky. The debris left behind floated in the air like black cotton.

It fell into Yin Jiu's palm.

With a casual twist, it turned into ashes.

"Although thousands of years have passed in the outside world, it seems that the battle has just ended here..."

"Let's go to Mianchi!"

Liu Hongti was the oldest and most experienced among the crowd. She pondered and said, "If it is really an ancient battlefield, that is to say, the coalition forces of the three countries are all trapped in this world, and there is no enemy. Do you think they will stay in the previous camp or rush into the enemy's base camp first? Even if it is self-deception... I'm afraid they will occupy the enemy's territory without hesitation?"

Yan Yun's eyes lit up and said in surprise, "So if there is really a skill above entering the Tao If they stayed, they would definitely be left at the place where they died! And they must be in the direction of Mianchi..."

"Then just go to the direction of Mianchi."

Luo Chen said seriously: "Anyway, with Miss Fang here, we don't have to be afraid of the attacks of these zombies... Even if we can't find them in Mianchi, we have enough opportunities to turn back, but it will be troublesome for Miss Fang."

"It's okay for me."

Fang Xinmeng smiled lightly and said: "Just remember to give me a share if there is any benefit at that time, otherwise, I will really force you to carry the sedan chair for me, and then tell others about your ungratefulness."

When these words came out, everyone smiled.

At that moment, everyone went to the direction of Mianchi.

And along the way...

The path became increasingly rugged.

There were more and more black flocs falling from the sky, and the air smelled like the scorched smell of burnt corpses.

The closer we got to Mianchi, the more miserable the deaths of the living dead looked. Some were even burned completely black, their skin melted and black and stained with mud, which looked extremely disgusting.

But there were also living souls in these bodies.

Just thinking about the truth in these corpses made everyone feel sick.

And if they were caught by them...

For a moment, even Chan Kong couldn't help showing a bit of cruelty in his eyes. Obviously, as long as these people dared to approach him, he would immediately use his great power to shatter these zombies without hesitation!

At this time... talking about mercy?

Sacrificing flesh to serve the eagle is what the Buddha did. He is just a small monk and has not reached that high level.

In the blink of an eye, everyone has walked for more than three hours.

As they approached the city gate.

The number of zombies that moved nearby gradually decreased...

And as they passed through the dilapidated gate and stepped into the interior of Mianchi.

There was no zombie corpse around.

Fang Xinmeng directly tried to expand the sound of his piano to the farthest, covering a radius of dozens of miles, and there was no movement.

She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It seems that the living dead are not allowed to enter this Mianchi... At least, there are no monsters here."

"Or, there is something that scares these monsters and makes them dare not enter!"

Luo Chen's eyes were always filled with an unpredictable light, and he said lightly: "Maybe, there are more terrifying monsters in here, monsters that even the living dead are afraid of!"

"Anyway, this place is temporarily safe. I believe everyone is tired, especially Miss Fang. You have played for several hours in a row. Your fingers should be tired, right? Let's rest at this city gate."

Su Jing spoke.

He had not spoken before, but now he suddenly spoke, which was extremely effective. Liu Hongti, Zhao Xueyan and others agreed, and even Xing Buruo and Du Jun had no objection.

Seeing that everyone had no objection, Su Jing looked at Luo Chen and said, "Brother Luo, can you come with me?"

Luo Chen was stunned and nodded.