Chen Tiegun scolded his hands in his heart, you are my hands, what kind of trouble do I want to make like this?

Hands aggrieved shouted: "I can't control myself!"

The left hand is even more aggrieved, why do you have to cut my finger instead of the right hand.

The palm of his right hand palpitated, becoming more and more stiff, and he hugged Qi Niang's delicate body tightly, but he refused to let go.

Maybe it's pain, maybe it's fear, it stimulates Chen Tiegun's potential.

He dragged two people, one big and one small, to the camp at the back of the convoy. Then, to his horror, he found that all the people in the camp were asleep.

Outside, those puppet-like stiff figures were like maggots attached to the bones, and they couldn't get rid of it, still singing and walking towards this side.

Chen Tiegun didn't dare to stop, and walked through this camp to the camp of the convoy.

At this time, he missed the guards in the convoy aiming cold weapons at him.

However, it is still despair.

The people in the convoy were also asleep.

"Wake up, wake up!" Chen Tiegun slapped the ear guard and slapped him hard, and the guard was still asleep. Chen Tiegun's scalp almost exploded, he felt extremely tired, not only his eyelids were heavy, but his whole body exuded a heavy feeling, dragging him to the ground.

He didn't dare to fall down, for fear that he wouldn't be able to get up as soon as he lay on the ground. He continued to run lifelessly, through most of the camp, through the blazing fire, crashed headlong into a carriage, sealed the doors and windows, and finally, unable to support it any longer, lay down in the carriage and closed his eyes.

He's done it to the limit. Even if they turn into dried corpses, the three of them will be the last. Now, I can only pray that those guys in the dark have limited food and have eaten enough before they have eaten here.

If...... If you really want to die, then accept your fate!

......

"It's our turn. "On the hillside, Oni cried and patted Big Black's head.

Then, there was a burst of snoring.

The ghost cried and was stunned, because the big black actually fell asleep.

This song is really terrifying!

A flying knife was inserted into the back of Da Hei's neck, Da Hei woke up violently, looked confused, turned his head to look at the ghost and cried, as if asking, "Why are you inserting me?"

"Let's go. The ghost cried.

Daikoku only reacted at this time, oh, it turns out that they are hunting.

So he took two steps forward, but the singing from afar did not stop, and after only two steps, Dahei fell asleep again.

Ghost Cry: "......"

What else can he say, he has to admit that this group of zombies is really terrifying, and the singing is terrifying.

It's an illusion, a unique illusion that uses singing to make people fall asleep.

"Big mouth, big mouth...... "The ghost cried, Big Mouth didn't respond, he finally found Big Mouth in his luggage, Big Mouth was sleeping soundly.

"Okay. Ghost Cry narrowed his eyes, he admitted that he underestimated this group of guys, but he didn't expect that even the big mouth was on the road, and the big mouth was very resistant to this aspect, but it was still completely suppressed.

And now, only Ghost Cry can completely withstand the hypnosis of this song.

So, I'm the only one tonight......

The flames, crackling and burning in the fire, swayed from side to side in the howling cold wind. There was a crackle, and something seemed to explode in the fire, and a spark burst out.

One fell to the ground with a spear, he was the one in charge of vigilance, but now he slept soundly, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he smiled stupidly.

A black, stiff figure approached the camp. In the firelight, a skeletal face was revealed.

He staggered, the walking dead, his eyes shining greedily, his lips opening and closing, and he sang a neat ballad numbly.

Suddenly, the singing stopped, and he shuddered like an electric shock, and when he turned around, the spoiler arrived.

Tonight, the moon is shining.

The wind was strong, but there was no snow and no clouds in the sky.

The moonlight sprinkled all over the land, and the snow reflected the cunning moonlight, so that the figures in the night were exceptionally clear.

As a result, the light of the sword in this night is so bright, brighter than the snow on the ground.

A flash of sword light, faster than a meteor in the sky, like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, in an instant, when you react, it has already happened.

Three stiff figures fell to the ground one by one.

Ghost Cry is like the wind, breaking into the zombie horde, swaying left and right away from one hand at a time, like a white horse passing through a gap, like a bee shuttling among the flowers.

The occasional flash of dazzling knife light, bright and deadly, cut off and cut down the zombies that stood in the way, without exception.

Ghost Cry is not moving blindly, he can see very clearly that these zombies around him are just puppets, and he wants to find the owner of this group of zombies.

It's not easy, because he's cunning, hiding in this horde of zombies, and it's not at all inconspicuous. So if you want to find him, you need a little wisdom, a little luck.

The singing stopped, and the zombies had no time to sing.

Ghost Cry is tumbling through the zombie horde, and the zombies must restrain him before they can eat it.

It's not easy to restrain the ghost cry, especially the ghost cry with a long knife in hand.

The ghost crying knife is getting faster and faster, and it's getting weirder and weirder.

Before, he still needed to put himself in a good position. And now, it's a casual knife out. It's weirder, it's quicker, and it's impossible to imagine from which angle he'll slash at it. Often, by the time you see his knife, his opponent is dead.

Devil Cry restrains this group of zombies very well, although there are many of them, but their physical bodies are too weak, dull, and their strength is small, just like old men in the twilight. If it weren't for that weird singing, Chen Lao and they wouldn't have to be afraid of these zombies at all.

And now, their singing and crying are completely ineffective, and they are restrained to death.

With a knife, three more zombies were cut off by Qi Brush. The headless body shook and fell to the ground.

It's so simple, it's like cutting wheat.

The zombies began to retreat, and in just such a short time, twenty or thirty zombies had already fallen, and the mastermind behind the zombie group felt the danger.

Ghost Cry stretched out his hand to help the hat, and the sharp eyes under the hat swept over the stiff faces of the zombies, the bell on the handle of the knife swayed, and the circles of ripples under his feet spread out and echoed.

He looked extremely terrifying when he was fully perceptive, with a body of 10 feet, and he couldn't hide his induction at all.

He used that nimble step to avoid a zombie sneak attack behind him, and he didn't see how he stabbed it, only to hear a click.

Oh, did he already make a knife just now?

The zombie who pounced and the ghost cry passed by, and then suddenly broke in two and fell to the ground.

The ghost cried out, gasped slightly, adjusted his breathing and heartbeat, and wandered around the group of zombies, like a greedy cheetah, looking at the flock of sheep, choosing today's lunch.

Thirty breaths in total, Devil Cried made no further movements.

The whining of the wind, the rustling of the trees, and the only sound left to creak in the snow.

Everything, the silence is terrible.

Suddenly, Ghost Cry rushed out again, and the milk swallow shot into the zombie like a forest.

Moments later, the other side of the zombie horde rushed out, leaving behind several mutilated corpses.

Without exception, these corpses were the cleanest of the zombie horde.

"Don't you like to be clean?" Devil Cried looked at the zombies, crossed out the clean one in his heart, and searched for the zombies that met the condition of fullness.