After traveling through time, I kidnapped the son of Heaven

Wu Xie felt that he must have seen a similar scene, but at the moment, he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Xie Ziyang became anxious. He dropped the self-heating hot pot in his hand, picked up his backpack, pulled Wu Xie, who was still in a daze, and quickly hid in a depression.

Wu Xie was pulled by Jie Ziyang, and the unfinished hot pot in his hand rolled to the ground, with white rice and hot pot dishes scattered all over the floor.

He was about to ask Jie Ziyang why he was hiding, but Jie Ziyang covered Wu Xie's mouth in time.

He reminded Wu Xie in an inaudible voice: "Old Wu, don't ask first, listen to me first.

Whatever you see later, don’t make any noise.”

Wu Xie pulled Jie Ziyang's hand, his eyes full of questions.

Seeing that Wu Xie hadn't reacted yet, Xie Ziyang continued to remind him softly: "Old Wu, have you really forgotten?

Last night, the old man in the village where we stayed refused to be our guide.

He said at the time that in this season, you can’t go through Jiazigou, otherwise you will never come back.”

After listening to Jie Ziyang's words, Wu Xie finally remembered this matter.

It’s not that Wu Xie has a bad memory, but last night, he was busy texting Zhang Xiaoguan, whom he had finally contacted, and he didn’t pay much attention to the conversation between Jie Ziyang and the old man.

It's good enough that I can vaguely remember something now.

Wu Xie blinked his eyes to indicate that he remembered it.

Xie Ziyang didn't look at Wu Xie at this time. He stared towards the direction of the canyon with his eyes wide open, full of shock, and unconsciously let go of Wu Xie.

Xie Ziyang reminded with a trembling voice: "Old Wu, here it comes, hurry up, hold your breath."

Wu Xie followed Jie Ziyang's gaze and also widened his eyes in surprise.

Σ( ° △ °|||)︴ I go, the ghost soldiers are asking for your permission!!!

No wonder it looks so familiar.

Dark clouds hung heavily over the valley, and the wind whimpered as it passed through.

In the silence, the fluttering flags and the sound of horse hooves coming from far away broke the dead silence.

The Northern Wei cavalry did not appear.

They rode on tall black horses made of green smoke, wearing old armor stained with blood, and had bronze masks covering their faces, revealing only their cold, empty eyes as they stared ahead.

The horse's mane was messy and its hooves seemed to fall without touching the ground, raising wisps of black smoke.

Behind Bu Yanqi followed a group of strange "soldiers", some missing limbs, some with heads and bodies separated, some with only skeletons left and emitting a foul odor, they had various shapes and all looked like ghosts crawling out of the underworld.

The team marched silently. Wherever they passed, the grass and trees instantly turned yellow, and insects fled frantically. Those that couldn't dodge in time collapsed to the ground and died instantly.

At this time, thick fog came and enveloped the ghost soldiers. Their figures were looming in the fog, becoming more and more ethereal and illusory.

Wu Xie covered his mouth and nose, staring at the horrifying scene in front of him with wide eyes.

His current strength is only one percent of his full strength, which is not enough to deal with these evil soldiers.

If he were discovered by these evil soldiers, he would only have two options: either hide in space or use only the talismans he had hidden in his possession.

That’s right, since it’s not something from the same world, he can’t guarantee how much use it can have.

What's more, Wu Xie didn't know whether the way of heaven would interfere.

Xie Ziyang didn't dare to make a sound. A strong chill ran from the soles of his feet to his forehead, as if he was tightly wrapped by the breath of death.

He was not a real living person, but at this moment, he was still frightened to the point of limp all over.