Night Owl took the lead and entered the dreamland, followed by hundreds of zombies. A battle between the two sides broke out instantly. Night Owl slowly advanced among the swarming crowd, rushing into the immortal corpse within three meters of Night Owl, and was blown away by the invisible energy.

The waves flew away one after another.

Countless immortal corpses are still surrounding the Night Owl without fear of death. The Night Owl's men and horses continue to advance, and the immortal corpses also fall to the ground in pieces.

The village was filled with blood for a while, but the Night Owl kept shouting: "No one is allowed to touch the flesh and blood on the ground. Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed without mercy!"

Bloodthirsty is the instinct of zombies, and it is also their instinct to obey the superior zombies.

Under the strong pressure of the Night Owl, although the Houqing Guards controlled their bloodthirsty desires, they were stimulated to the point of madness.

This is like putting a table of delicious food in front of a group of people who have been hungry for several days, but someone tells you that the food is poisoned. How could these people who were half-starved to death not go crazy because of this?

Under the flying axes of the zombies of the Houqing Guards, the broken limbs of the immortal corpse were thrown into the air, and then fell to the ground in a rain of blood. The ground in the lower village soon became covered with bloody mud.

The Night Owl was like a demon, marching on blood all the way, and soon arrived at the end of the village.

When he was about to order the attack on the second village, he saw the heads piled up in the yard.

Night Owl walked over in a few steps, picked up a head and looked at it for a long time: "There is something weird about this head."

"See if there are anyone alive in the village?"

"If not, just grab the body from the cage in front of me."

More than a dozen heavily armored zombies immediately separated from the team and rushed towards the entrance of the second village.

The villagers standing on the high wall were already facing a formidable enemy. When they saw the zombies approaching, they immediately fired arrows.

Arrows as dense as locusts hit the zombies and bounced to the ground. Someone set up a frying pan behind the stone wall.

The Night Owl saw that the oil pan on the stone wall was about to tilt downwards, and he followed suit and tried to get up.

Old Liu gently stopped Night Owl and said: "Save people, don't rush to attack the city."

"I know!" When the Night Owl's knowing voice reached Old Liu's ears, his men were already twenty meters away.

The oil pan on the stone wall had already tilted half way. The moment the hot oil in the pan was about to pour out, the Night Owl raised its palms and hit the oil pan with a stream of demonic power from a few meters away.

The iron pot with a diameter of more than two meters was lifted into the air along with the boiling oil in the pot, tumbling, and falling towards the city.

I don't know if the oil pan was stained with sparks during the rolling process. A wall of fire continued above the city head for a while, and the city was also in flames.

The Night Owl let more than a dozen zombies snatch back the wooden cages. He stood on the city gate and pushed it out with the palm of his hand. The city gate, which was several inches thick, fell into pieces instantly. The pieces of wood were broken, and the smashed corpses were everywhere.

When he was involved in the city, the Night Owl sneered a few times and turned around to retreat.

The Night Owl walked into the lower village and said: "Tear down the house and build a wall for me here. Watch the door above and kill anyone who dares to come down!"

The Houqing Guards dismantled the house, moved the pieces of broken wall to the intersection one by one, and piled them up again into a high wall.

People in the second village were also quickly repairing the city gate.

Both sides built their own cities, and no one interfered with the other side.

Dark Night Owl and Lao Liu interrogated the people separately, and the village chief was forced by the two people to tell him what he had said before, and also revealed the identities of several other people.

Night Owl frowned and said, "If we go by what he said, Yinggou should have been trapped in the water source."

"After the hall master sees Ying Gou, he might take action to save him."

"The hall master really saved Ying Gou, but that's too bad. That guy has a lot of face. After getting out of trouble, in order to save his own face, he might kill the hall master and Mr. Ye on the spot."

"Old Liu, can you contact the hall master?"

Old Liu shook his head and said: "We can't contact you. The hall master lost contact with us after he went into a dreamland. I see that there is a copper bell in the village. You can ring the bell to try to send a signal to the hall master."

"However, in that case, our signals may also be intercepted by our opponents."

Old Liu pondered for a moment and said: "Don't rush to contact the lord first. He won't attack the mountain by force like us. Even if he goes to the water source, he won't arrive too fast. We still have time."

"Besides, the hall master and Mr. Ye are not easy to be fooled. Maybe they can trick Ying Ying into a trap."

Lao Liu said: "Let's ask things clearly before we make plans. Bring those people up."

Night Owl had the skinned prisoners brought up together with their wooden cages.

The mouths of several people were all sealed with iron hooks, and no sound could come out. Old Liu circled the cage a few times and said: "Not bad, are you pretty tough? There are not many people who can survive being skinned.

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"Come here, take the iron hook off his mouth."

The ghosts and gods who served the Night Owl went up and removed the hook from the mouth of one of them. The other person said weakly: "Master Liu, please do a good job and give me a good time!"

"Know me?" Old Liu waved his fan and said, "Since you know me, you should know my temper. I am a good-for-nothing person who doesn't even want to talk to others. Tell me, what can you tell me?
Chapter completed!