After the end of the world, I became a golden thigh

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Pinellia novel

Chapter 41

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Chapter 41

The people who were irradiated by the white light gradually raised their heads. Everyone looked no different from a living person. The rotten skin gradually healed. A few of them stood up staggeringly, like newborns adapting to walking.

The actions of the adult babies looked very strange. As those few people stood up, more and more people stood up one after another.

"They don't seem to be able to see us." Jun Ziyi.

Lin Junyou hesitated and nodded. The shield she set up was indeed a protective shield. It could only be used for defense and had no invisibility effect.

She was all ready to start a big fight, but this group of people didn't seem to notice the two of them.

Just as the spiritual energy in his hand was about to be slowly put away, Lin Junyou suddenly squinted his eyes and looked in a certain direction. The spiritual energy in his hand did not decrease, but became more intense.

The gathered crowd dispersed, everyone's face was filled with smiles, and they greeted each other when they woke up, but similarly, they didn't stop when they passed by the two of them, and they didn't even turn their eyes once.

"Dalang, how was the shepherd's purse yesterday?"

"It tastes very good. Third girl, are you going out again today?"

Lin Junyou listened to some of their conversations, feeling bored and funny at the same time, and at the same time keenly caught a hint of something wrong. , yesterday, again. These words indicate that these people must have been sober before, and looking at the atmosphere here, it feels like they are in the countryside, where everyone lives a simple but contented life.

As the crowd dispersed, only the tombstone remained in the middle. The ground in front of the tombstone slowly cracked, and after a while, a river formed.

"They are not breathing." Jun Ziyi said calmly. Indeed, there was no movement in her chest, and apart from the sounds of nature, there were only the breathing sounds of her and Jun Ziyi.

"Little -" Before she could even say the words, she saw the thing attacking Lin Junyou being pushed back by her at an incredible speed, hitting the tree with a "bang" sound.

It was the man who was called Dalang before.

"Outsiders—outsiders." Dalang leaned against the tree, his chin and shirt collar were stained with black blood, his eyes widened, and a line of blood and tears filled his collar, quite like a ghost escaping through the door. But breathing gradually began, but it was still very weak, as if he was dying. He pointed his index finger at the two people and roared from his mouth.

Jun Ziyi thought that the outsiders he was referring to were himself and Lin Junyou, but only Lin Junyou knew that the man named Dalang was looking at him when he said outsiders. The outsiders he was talking about should be She should refer to an outsider in this world.

After Dalang roared, the people around him were like a machine winding up a clockwork. Everyone came to life with terrified eyes. Farm tools appeared out of thin air in their hands and ran towards them.

The momentum surged, and the killing intent on a group of people quickly condensed above. The black energy merged in the air little by little, and finally formed the shape of a man wearing a black cloak.