Chapter 99 Listening to Phong Hien (Ch 99)

At this moment, Bai Jingchun has gradually adapted to the conversations with the big guys of the younger generation, and his tense nerves have relaxed a little.

He answered without hesitation:

“Brother Wang and I have personally explored it and can be 100% sure that this path can indeed lead to the outside of the valley. Moreover, the path is quite wide and there is no danger at all. It is more than enough for five or six people to walk side by side.”

Irene and Yang Kun looked at each other, and smiles of relief appeared on their faces.

Perhaps the human race can really be saved.

As for the specific action plan…

Irene immediately wanted to signal Bai Jingchun to leave first so that they could discuss the matter privately.

Unexpectedly, Yang Kun could no longer contain his ecstasy and let out a long roar towards the sky.

The voice was full of pride and joy:

“Great! This way, as long as we fight our way out of here, those stupid undead will just have to follow us and eat dust!”

Upon hearing this, Irene slapped her forehead.

Wang Yi also opened his eyes instantly and stared at Yang Kun as if he was an idiot.

No wonder Mo Yingchen had previously mercilessly denounced Yang Kun for being strong in body but simple-minded.

This is simply simplicity at its best.

There are other people here…

He just blurted out this top-secret information concerning the life and death of all human beings without any scruples?

There are traitors hidden among the human race.

Although now everyone is unanimous in accusing Mo Yingchen of being a traitor.

But we must be cautious in everything. We should be prepared for the worst. What if he is not a traitor?

But this inconspicuous Bai Jingchun…

Uh… I can’t be that unlucky, right?

When Wang thought of this, he turned his gaze to Bai Jingchun, his expression became unusually serious, and he spoke word by word:

“This matter must not be spread outside! You must keep it a secret from anyone!”

Upon hearing this, Bai Jingchun immediately pretended to understand and assured him sensibly:

“Don’t worry, no one else will know about this except me. This is a matter that concerns the safety of everyone, so I can naturally prioritize.”

After saying that, he turned around and strode out of the house.

……

The Undead stronghold is completely different from the simple houses built casually by humans. They occupy a magnificent palace as their habitat.

Inside the hall, an eerie atmosphere permeated the air. The walls were carved with hideous skull patterns, which looked even more eerie under the reflection of the dark green phosphorescent fire.

Blood Thorn, the strongest of the younger generation of the Undead.

At this moment, he was sitting high on the bone throne in the center of the hall.

The soul fire in his skull beat faintly, flashing a heart-pounding light.

With a hint of inquiry, he asked the zombie below:

“Has there been any news from your spy, a man called Meng Xiangrui, in the past few days?”

The zombie exuded a rotten smell all over its body, and its skin was dry and tightly attached to its bones, like dried bacon.

His eye sockets were sunken, and there was no light in the empty eye sockets. He just glanced at Xue Ci mechanically.

The voice was hoarse, like two pieces of dead wood rubbing against each other:

“Reporting to the Lord, there has been no news of him for many days. I guess he may have been discovered by the human race and… met with an accident.”

“Didn’t a human rat escape from us last time? I guess it’s possible that the rat recognized his identity.”

The zombies’ voices echoed in the empty hall, carrying a creepy chill.

Xue Ci fell silent. His skeleton fingers tapped lightly on the armrests of the throne, making a “thump thump” sound that was particularly clear in the silent hall.

After a moment, he slowly said, “I understand. You can leave first. Be prepared at all times. Our final roundup is about to begin. This time, we must carry out Lord Bone King’s orders to the end.”

“Kill all the young talents of this generation of the human race without sparing a single one!”

Xue Ci’s voice was filled with murderous intent, as if it was going to freeze the entire hall.

After saying this, he flashed and turned into a ball of black mist, floating into the inner hall.

……

In the inner hall, a huge crystal ball was suspended in the air, emitting a strange light.

Blood Thorn stretched out his skeleton hand and gently covered the crystal ball.

In an instant, the soul fire in his skull suddenly surged and transformed into rays of dark green light, spreading in all directions.

After a moment, a cold command sounded in the minds of all the resurrected dead souls, like the whisper of the god of death:

“Be prepared.”

“The massacre is about to begin!”

……

At this moment, on the north side of Longxiong Valley, halfway up a high mountain.

There stands an attic with dappled light and shadow.

This attic is a masterpiece built by Mo Yingchen and Ling Wei themselves.

It was their first attempt and they had no experience at all. They fumbled around, recalled the methods in the textbooks, and tried it bit by bit.

The final result, however, has a unique flavor.

There are gaps between the wooden boards on both sides of the attic.

The breeze passed through, making a humming sound, like a whisper or a murmur.

The two smiled at each other and gave this simple attic an elegant name – Tingfengxuan.

In their spare time, they would sit side by side on the roof of Tingfeng Pavilion, watching the clouds rolling and listening to the wind and birds singing.

If other humans come here.

Your jaw will drop to the ground.

In Tianqiong Mountain, all human beings were hiding here and there like rats crossing the street.

But Mo Yingchen and Ling Wei seem to be on vacation?

……

At this moment, in front of Mo Yingchen, a skeleton mage stood quietly.

He frowned slightly, and his fingertips slid lightly in the void. A light that only he could see kept flashing in front of his eyes.

He was choosing the right entry for this skeleton mage.

[Spell Amplification], [Spell Critical Hit], [Spell Combo], [Elemental Affinity], [Magic Source]…

He assigned each entry to the skeleton wizard whom he named “Cannon”.

He looked at the new work carefully, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

He was just about to call Ling Wei over to test the strength of this skeleton mage together.

Suddenly, a clear cheer broke the silence.

“Finally done!”

Ling Wei’s voice was filled with irrepressible excitement.

Mo Yingchen was stunned for a moment, and then a feeling of surprise surged in his heart.

He flashed and appeared in the open space outside the house.

Ling Wei threw down the carving knife in her hand, stood in front of the black warrior, her eyes full of joy.

She was admiring the masterpiece that she had spent several days to complete.

This story begins two days ago.

……

At that time, the two of them had nothing to do and were sorting out the treasures that Mo Yingchen had asked for from everyone.

During this sorting process, I actually discovered many good things that I had not noticed before.