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The night was vast and the West Wind was bleak.

​ The empty tombstone stood in front of the lonely grave, silent and strange.

The horses of the three masters continued to ride towards the gravestone, as if they didn't feel anything, even though the reins were already tightened to the extreme and blood foam was being pulled out from the mouths of the horses.

The three heads immediately felt a strong chill in their hearts.

The other bandits saw that their three leaders were still walking forward, and for a moment, they didn't know whether to follow or listen to the order and turn back. The group was in a commotion.

At this time, seeing that the horse was not listening to him, the leader immediately threw off the reins and jumped off the horse.

The second leader and third leader finally reacted and used both their hands and feet to flip off their horses.

As soon as the three of them landed, the second leader immediately said with a flustered expression, " "Big brother, this place is a little strange!"

"I know!" The great master said in frustration.

The third master's face turned slightly green as he said in a low voice, " "Hurry up and leave!"

The great master nodded his head and threw down his horse. He turned around and shouted to the bandits,"Go back!"

Under his command, the team panicked for a short while, then turned around and began to head back.

The scattered torches were winding in the night. The West Wind blew, the trees swayed, and the long grass fell. The cold air spread, and the empty night was as quiet as death.

As they walked, just when the three heads thought that they had left the evil graveyard, they saw a lonely tombstone without words in the darkness ahead. It appeared again!

The three leaders 'bodies instantly froze, and the bandits behind them also felt a chill rising up their spines.

This time, without needing the first master's order, all the bandits stopped in an orderly manner.

The chief head took a deep breath and immediately pointed at a subordinate and said, " "You! Go and smash that damn thing!"

The brigand's expression changed as he shouted, " "Chief, I ..."

Shua!

Before the words of rejection could come out of his mouth, the chief head's hand had already raised and the blade had already fallen!

Pfft ...

His head flew high into the air, and blood spurted out of his chest like a rain of blood. The Bandit's body also fell limply to the ground.

The leader's face was twisted, and he pointed at the second Bandit behind him,"You go!"

The mountain Bandit was also extremely fearful and resistant, but he did not dare to make any more excuses. He hurriedly replied,"Yes, yes ..."

As he spoke, he pulled out his long knife and gathered his courage to walk towards the gravestone.

The gravestone was right in front of him, and it didn't seem too far away. However, as the mountain Bandit walked, he felt that he was getting further and further away from the group behind him.

However, the distance between him and the tombstone seemed to have never been close!

The night sky was low, there were no stars or moon, and the surroundings were deathly silent.

Gradually, the brigand walked slower and slower. The hand that was holding the blade started to tremble from his nervousness.

After walking for a while, seeing that he couldn't get close to the gravestone, the bandit stopped and turned back to shout,"Great master, this gravestone ..."

The Bandit's face froze as he was halfway through his sentence. Then, an intense chill ran through his body.

The leader, the second leader, the third leader, and all the brothers behind him had all disappeared!

He was the only one in this graveyard!

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew, and the mountain Bandit subconsciously turned around. He immediately realized that the tombstone that he had been unable to get close to earlier was now standing right in front of him.

The gravestone was empty, without a single word, but there seemed to be endless blood gushing out from it, soaking the nearby soil in an instant ...

"Ah!"

The mountain Bandit retreated in fear. He had only taken two steps before he tripped over a long blade of grass. He screamed as he scrambled to his feet and ran away.

The long knife fell to the ground, but the bandit did not even bother to pick it up. A huge fear had completely seized his mind, and he did not have the time to think about anything else. He only knew to run for his life.

"Gah, gah, gah ..."

Several caws came from somewhere, and the hoarse and ear-piercing sound became even more ominous.

The surroundings were getting colder and colder, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

The gray-black frost and snow quietly spread.

Suddenly, the bandits saw a simple carriage made of green felt appear in the empty wilderness.

He immediately recognized that this was the great immortal dang Qing, whom they worshipped in the Qing village!The most update n0vels are published on ɴovel(ꜰ)ɪre.nᴇt

The mountain bandits "originally despairing faces were suddenly filled with hope!

That's right, great deity dang Qing was the great deity that they had been worshiping in the Qing village. He would definitely be able to protect him!

This place was so evil and treacherous, there must be demons at work. In this situation, only great immortal dang Qing could protect him!

At this moment, the Fuma pulling the carriage had disappeared, and the brothers in charge of watching over the carriage were also nowhere to be found.

However, the brigand did not care about that at the moment. He immediately increased his speed and ran towards the carriage.

Soon, he arrived in front of the carriage. Just as he was about to pull open the curtain and invite the great immortal inside, his fingers had just touched the carriage when the entire carriage collapsed like a Phantom.

Inside, great immortal dangqing revealed his true appearance.

It was a god statue with the face of a wild beast and the body of a strong man. It had the eyes of a leopard and the mouth of a Tiger. Its lips and tongue were slightly open, revealing two extremely sharp fangs. Occasionally, a dark light would flash through its eyes. Its expression was cold and fierce, as if it would explode at any time and choose to devour people.

The bandit immediately kneeled on the ground and kowtowed with all his might, mumbling, " &Quot; great deity dangqing. I'm from dangqing village and have always worshipped you. &Quot;

"Great immortal, please save me!"

"I'm willing to set up a temple for the great immortal and re-forge my golden body!"

"Great immortal, please save me! Great immortal, please save me!"

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At the same time, in front of the gravestone, in the open wilderness, the night wind whimpered, and the long grass swayed.

The great leader, second leader, and third leader looked at the strange gravestone in front of them, and their expressions were extremely ugly.

The man they had just sent over suddenly disappeared into the darkness. No matter how they called out his name, there was no response.

Another subordinate had died!

Thinking about this, the leader immediately said, " "Turn right! Let's change direction."

"Yes ... Yes!"

The bandits immediately agreed, but there was a strong sense of fear in their tone.

Torch hesitated for a moment before turning to the right.

The team quickly left. In the graveyard, the corpse that was hacked to death by the great master slowly stood up and walked towards the team.

The withered trees, withered grass, and fallen leaves were everywhere. The scene of decay was particularly terrifying under the light of the fire.

As the Qing village bandits advanced rapidly in the night, the atmosphere was extremely oppressive. No one was in the mood to talk.

However, not long after they walked, the three heads immediately saw that the empty tombstone appeared in front of them again!