The shadow next to Feng Qinran said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, it's better not to play the music. He seems to be out of control."
While he was talking, the dead soldier had already rushed over. Except for the two figures carrying Feng Qinran, the others immediately surrounded him.
At this contact, a shadow penetrated the dead man's shoulder blade. He groaned, as if he knew the pain!
And the dead soldier's neck was broken by him in one stroke, and he could no longer die.
After a fierce battle, the dead soldier was covered with scars, but he also killed four dead soldiers.
The other three were also badly bruised.
Just when they thought they were going to kill the dead man, he suddenly roared with all his strength, like a wolf howling, and then there was a response from the distance. The faces of several people changed drastically. The dead man actually had accomplices, and they were fighting against each other.
Can we still communicate?
What on earth is going on? Doesn’t it mean that the dead man has injured his nerves and has no mind or consciousness?
Feng Qinran was more afraid than anyone else because she knew how dangerous and terrifying these dead soldiers were. They had no humanity at all because they had no basic sense of right and wrong.
Although the sound was heard in the distance, when the sound fell, several figures had already surrounded them and rushed towards them.
Originally, the two shadows carrying Feng Qinran were the least injured. At this time, they were about to go up to them, but when they saw that there were a few more perverted dead soldiers, the two of them held hands and climbed down the mountain in one fell swoop.
Rolled down.
As if he had lost his footing, he rolled down the mountain and ran for his life.
Feng Qinran shouted sternly: "Asshole!"
Then a dead soldier lifted her up, touched her face with his extremely dirty hands, and even stuck out his tongue to lick her.
A fishy stench mixed with a strange smell rushed into her mouth and nose, and Feng Qinran almost fainted from the fumes.
After getting her, the dead soldiers no longer struggled with her, and immediately disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The few shadows who were still alive looked at each other in confusion, and then fell heavily to the ground. They felt like they were surviving a disaster, but they also felt that the road ahead was uncertain.
I am a person controlled by Feng Qinran. Now that Feng Qinran has been taken away, what should I do with the poison in my body?
At this time, someone whispered: "Boss, it really doesn't work... let's go find Shen Mingzhu."
Since she can control the poison of the dead soldiers, will their poison be easier to control?
There was silence.
I don't know how long it took, but someone finally sighed, "She may not be willing to save us, but we don't want to tell her some of the inside story when the time comes."
But they didn't know if they could survive until they found Shen Mingzhu with all the injuries on their bodies.
No one is sure of this.
But Feng Qinran, who was captured by the dead soldiers, felt like she had never felt before, despair, pain, fear, hatred, disgust, pain, all kinds of feelings were intertwined together, making her want to die immediately.
She didn't know why these four dead soldiers didn't die after leaving the main army without taking any medicine. They threw her in a dirty and damp cave. They seemed to cherish her, but they ravaged her wantonly.
No matter if she is comfortable or not, happy or unhappy, I just keep asking for it from her.
She knew that they regarded her as their favorite toy.
Feng Qinran felt that life was worse than death, but she did not have the courage to commit suicide. Every time she was tortured by four dead men in turn, she felt that she must die, but then she could still live weakly.
