Deconstruction Weird

He has always used it as a computer, and it is the first time that he uses someone else's body to do something like this.

"Then what do I do now, it feels so uncomfortable."

[Suggest to return body control to Fu Xingyi]

[Record everything from the observer's perspective, not only collect data, but also solve compatibility problems]

Chu Dong thought for a while. This seemed to work. He was just looking for the entrance to the ghosts, and it might be better for Fu Xingyi to come by himself.

He started to no longer suppress Fu Xingyi’s soul, and instead reduced his own control to the weakest level. This basically means giving up this borrowing, but leaving a seed. Unless Fu Xingyi himself is willing to return the control, he basically can’t do it anymore. Control him.

A sober soul will obviously have more control over its own body.

Fu Xingyi felt that he had a dream, that he had eaten a can of lard, and when he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing alone on an empty street.

Fu Xingyi subconsciously drew out his own saber, vigilant to the left and right.

Chu Dong took the initiative to say to Fu Xingyi: "I am by your side, go back to the city gate, re-enter this city, and explore it."

Fu Xingyi's face looked like a ghost, frantically looking for Chu Dong's figure, because the voice seemed to appear directly in his head.

"are you still there?

where are you? "

Fu Xingyi was panicked, he wanted to get a response, but at this time Chu Dong really couldn't speak casually. Every sentence was consumed. Fortunately, Fu Xingyi was still a man and walked through the city gate bitterly.

Fu Xingyi walked into the city gate. He tilted his head to the right, trying to avoid the sight of those heads, but he could still see them from the outside of his body, as if the sights of those people were dragging him and he had to look at them.

Fu Xingyi blocked Own's eyes with his hand and walked into the city. When he put down his hand again, everything in front of him had changed.

[The world has switched]

[Fu Xingyi’s brain frequency was pulled to a strange frequency band just now]

[The sight of the dead does have an effect on some people]

[The changes in the frequency of the brain domain are most likely to be the key to this ghost mythical creature]

[Similar to Yu Tongyou entering the Yin Realm]

Before Chu Dong entered the city, he felt that those sights were strange, but he instinctively resisted this traction. After the human soul became stronger, he would be resistant to various external influences.

And Chu Dong's departure from the body was obviously not within the traction range of the dead man's sight.

Chu Dong didn't speak. His current thinking ability was not very strong. It was just a borrowing technique. Without the support of the brain, he couldn't think too much.

At this time, on the main street, the lights were brightly lit, and a group of soldiers were standing by with weapons. The faces of these people were exhausted, and their eyeballs were already covered with red blood.

A thick layer of blood has appeared on the ground when the group of soldiers stood on the ground.

The floor in front of them was stained red with blood, but there was no blood stain behind them, and they were very distinct.

Seeing Fu Xingyi's appearance, the group glared at him, and some were even preparing to swing their knives. They were in very bad condition and were about to lose their minds.

Fu Xingyi saw the middle-aged man standing in front of everyone with a knife, and couldn't help shouting: "Father!"

Fu Bo stood in front of the mansion soldiers. He was waiting for the raiders to invade, but he didn't expect to see the own son. He sternly told the own mansion soldiers to lay down their weapons. After fighting for more than ten days, they were almost crazy.

He took two steps forward and grabbed Fu Xingyi's hand, the joy of reunion after a long absence and a hint of despair.

"My son, why are you here!"

"Father, Xin'er and I have been looking for you in this city, but we just couldn't find you. We are alive. Fortunately, you are still alive!"

Fu Xingyi glanced behind these soldiers, and he saw many people holding various strange weapons, including hatchets, kitchen knives, and even rolling pins.

He also saw his missing friends among those people.

"Father, are they?

From Four Mountain House? "

Fu Bo has a beard, but because of lack of care, it is now all glued together. There is black blood on it, and there are countless scars on his armor. It is conceivable that he has experienced these days.

Fu Bo seems to be in his thirties, but in fact he is already forty-two years old. Because he is the first rank of Practitioner, his physical condition is still very good.

Fu Bo looked at the panicked residents and sighed, "Yes, they are all from the Four Mountain Mansion.

We entered the city to save people that day and hid in their homes at midnight to avoid the dark tide, but when we came out again, the whole city changed and we could no longer get out.

And those gangsters who were killed by me will resurrect at midnight every day and enter the city to kill again.

Xingyi, since you have entered this realm, you have to do your best. Brothers don't have much strength anymore. Kill more tonight, so why don't they come. "

Fu Bo looked at the city gate, and there was a black fog outside the city gate, and he saw nothing.

Chu Dong felt that there were people around him before. He didn't feel wrong. They were indeed people. With more than a hundred soldiers and those survivors, less than seven or eight hundred people, Chu Dong once had a face to face with them.

Looking at the surrounding rooms, there are still many women and children who are incapable of fighting. There are more people in this ghost than expected.

The Four Mountain Mansion in this ghost mythical creature was shrouded in black houses outside the city wall. They could not leave and there was no food to eat. Fortunately, their accompanying horses were also by their side.

When they were hungry, they ate horse meat, and when they were thirsty, they ate the snow on the side of the road, but they also made it through.

Fu Xingyi still didn't understand what they were waiting for, but as midnight approached, there was a sound of horseshoes outside the city gate, and a group of people dressed as gangsters rushed out of the black fog. The eyes of these people were pure black.

Seeing the gangsters appeared, these soldiers were very murderous, even Fu Bo personally went to the field and started killing. Fu Bo played a spear very well, but it just looked a little strange.

Their horse is gone...

And these rogues were all riding horses, which made these soldiers very uncomfortable fighting.

Fortunately, the combat effectiveness of the government soldiers is obviously stronger than that of the rogues. Although they lacked the help of horses, they turned their backs on those who killed them, but there were still rogues influx at the gate of the city, and it seemed that they couldn't see it.

After being hacked, these rogues will turn into black energy and disappear, leaving nothing behind.

But the soldiers killed by the rogues were really dead. These people were already too tired. They had been fighting for seventeen days without even getting a full day of rest, and all they ate and drank were unclean snow. He horse meat is not as brave as it was on the first day.

But these people didn't dare to retreat, because after retreating, the ordinary people behind them would only be slaughtered.

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