The faces of this group of people were empty and numb.
Like an empty puppet whose soul has been extracted, its eyes shone with an astonishing brightness, like those of a wild beast.
Mingluo stood up and looked at them.
What do you want to do?
"Enter the sacred mountain!"
"Enter the sacred mountain!"
Everyone became restless.
Mingluo then realized that everyone was holding a stick, and they raised and lowered it in unison, making a thumping sound.
Against the backdrop of the cold wind in the dark night, it was strangely eerie and chilling.
Mingluo and Nie Yuchen exchanged a glance.
There were more than a hundred people at a glance, but even if there were a fight, the number of people involved wouldn't be that many.
These people are from nearby villages.
A gust of cold wind swept over them.
Minglu frowned, smelling a fishy, foul odor.
There's something wrong with the aura emanating from these people!
It didn't smell like a living person at all; instead, it carried a strong, pungent stench of a dead person.
But when I looked at them in the evening, they were still clearly human.
Nie Yuchen had never seen such a scene before. His expression was solemn, and he subconsciously shielded Mingluo behind him.
"Who are you people? What is this sacred mountain?"
At this moment, the person standing at the very front finally spoke.
His gaze swept over Mingluo and Nie Yuchen with a sinister look before he said, "You have been chosen by the Holy Mountain. Only by going to the Holy Mountain can you survive. If you don't believe me, look at your arms."
Nie Yuchen rolled up his sleeve and, in the moonlight, discovered a mountain-shaped mark on his arm.
Mingluo also rolled up her sleeve and discovered the mark.
However, the mark on Mingluo's body was very faint...
And this mark looks strangely familiar...
In the divine realm, there are many ways to mark people.
Spiritual power, magic, divine sense, and objects can all leave their mark on others.
only……
When exactly was she marked?
They hadn't met anyone along the way, except for the village near the foot of the mountain. How did this mark get on her so quietly?
That's outrageous!
After careful consideration, she ruled out methods such as spiritual power, magic, and artifacts.
Currently, she is the most powerful being in the world in terms of magic. If someone were to tamper with her, she would definitely be able to sense it.
Only divine thought...
This is something she can't improve all at once right now.
It seems that the person who silently placed the mark on him is very powerful.
She really needs to go and see that sacred mountain.
Mingluo said calmly, "We can go to the Holy Mountain with you. Let's go!"
The crowd's faces lit up with joy, and they all grinned, but their smiles were empty, blank, and eerie.
Several people skillfully made way, revealing what had been blocking their path.
Mingluo looked closely and realized it was a coffin.
"Then sit inside, we'll carry you there!" said the leader.
"..."
Mingluo's lips curled into a mocking smile.
She's been around for so long, and she's always been the one who puts others in their coffins, but she's never been in one herself.
"Go inside quickly!"
"Go inside quickly!"
Countless people, leaning on sticks, began shouting again, their voices growing increasingly shrill and their gazes increasingly menacing, as they drew closer step by step.
Nie Yuchen quickly opened the car door and started the car.
"Get in quickly! These people are not normal. Fasten your seatbelts, I'll take you away first."
Minglu sneered and quickly went upstairs.
Nie Yuchen started the car and rushed towards the crowd.
Countless people panicked and scattered hastily. When they realized that Nie Yuchen's target was the coffin, they rushed over regardless of their own lives to protect it.
Nie Yuchen's driving skills were superb. With a clever drift, he knocked a group of people flying and then quickly crashed into the coffin.
A loud "Bang!"
The coffin was smashed to pieces, and red and black liquid splattered out, sticking to the car windows, making it look extremely gruesome.
Mingluo: "..."
What exactly did these people put in the coffin?
The stuff was sticky and disgusting to look at, easily reminding people of blood, and these people actually made her lie down in it...
Nie Yuchen's face also turned ashen.
“These people seem crazy. Let’s leave first, and once they can’t see us anymore, we’ll follow them to the holy mountain.”
Minglu nodded.
That's what he thought too.
She always felt that the Holy Mountain was probably related to the Zou family.
The power of immortality emanating from Zou Shengshui is extraordinary; it's unknown whether it's related to this sacred mountain.
Nie Yuchen knocked the coffin over and immediately changed direction, driving towards the road in the wilderness.
It must be said that the off-road vehicle performed very well. After bumping and stumbling for a while, it got onto the smooth road and left that group of people far behind.
Mingluo turned around and saw that the people had stopped, stood in a row, and watched them leave with strange looks in their eyes, with an angry yet knowing smile on their lips.
Mingluo can make that judgment.
These people are probably not human anymore.
The car sped along the road, and Nie Yuchen kept memorizing the route, preparing to sneak back silently.
Suddenly, when they arrived at a certain place, Nie Yuchen suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.
The steering wheel veered involuntarily, and he quickly slammed on the brakes, slumping over the steering wheel and panting heavily.
After a moment's thought, Mingluo decisively rolled up his sleeve.
Then I saw that mountain, in the blink of an eye, had meandered into a blue line like a road, and that line twisted and turned as it climbed up my arm...
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