Qing Kuang frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and murmured to himself:
"Three hours have passed, why is there still no one to report? According to the prior agreement, the disciples of the mercenary group will report every half an hour..."
"Perhaps the wind and sand are too strong. The disciples of the mercenary group are not familiar with the world of Beiming and have lost their way. Commander, would you like to gather a team of people and go out of the city to explore? It can also be used to meet those who have been ambushed in the suburbs in advance.
Disciples?"
The disciples of his mercenary group asked in confusion.
Qing Kuang raised his eyes and looked around from the tower, raised his hand and said: [
"No! The weather is bad now, and the situation is extremely unfavorable to us. On the battlefield, being able to make good use of the right time and place are all necessary abilities for those who are good at fighting. If you go out again, you may be in trouble. Stay in the city and be ready for everything.
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"yes!"
The disciple cupped his fists and responded.
Just as the sound fell, Qing Kuang's ears suddenly heard a sharp sound of wind, whizzing and flying towards him at lightning speed.
It was like a piece of ammunition thrown by a siege machine, but it suddenly came out of the yellow sand in the sky, making people unable to figure out its direction.
"Ma'am, be careful!"
Ao Junxie roared loudly and stepped forward. In the blink of an eye, he stretched out his arms to wrap around Qing Kuang's waist and dragged him aside.
boom!
A black figure fell heavily on the stone floor of the city tower. Black mist gradually released.
After everyone took a closer look, their eyes widened in unison.
The "cannonball" that flew out of nowhere turned out to be the body of an adult man... to be more precise, it was a corpse that had been corrupted beyond recognition!
What was even more horrifying was that from the clothes of the corpse, Qing Kuang recognized at a glance that the deceased was none other than a disciple of the Hurricane Mercenary Group who had previously been sent to ambush on the outskirts of Beiming Capital City!
When the results of all this were reflected by Qing Kuang and Ao Junxie, everyone's hearts immediately tightened and they realized the seriousness of the matter.
"Yes...it's Senior Brother! Senior Brother!"
The disciple of the mercenary group who was asking questions just now beside Qing Kuang actually recognized the identity of the deceased from the unrecognizable corpse on the ground. He was filled with grief and anger, and before everyone could react, he rushed forward.
In just two breaths, the face of the disciple who threw himself at the corpse changed suddenly, his eyes widened, his hands tightly clamped on his throat, and he opened his mouth to scream, but no sound came out.
Struggling painfully, his facial features were twisted into a ball, and then, he quickly rotted and melted... and staggered down from the tower.
"ah!"
The soldiers all around couldn't help but let out a horrified roar.[
Qing Kuang stared at the corpse on the ground. In just a short moment, two of her mercenary group disciples died. This was something that her subordinates had never encountered since they traveled around the world.
challenges.
"Plague of the Living Corpses!"
In an instant, an answer finally flashed into Qing Kuang's mind. He eagerly covered his mouth and nose and shouted to everyone around him:
"Everyone, be careful! The corpses thrown in are poisonous, so stay away quickly! Don't inhale the black air of plague emanating from the corpses! Those with strong spiritual power can immediately use their power to resist! The poisonous corpses that fall into the city will be immediately burned with fire!"