It turned out to be Si Chen who she had always wanted to hide from. On his arm, there was a scar deep enough to the bone, and bright red blood was flowing freely.
It was he who helped her block Dongfang Xing's killer move.
Staring at the scars on his arms, Future was shocked.
Si Chen turned a blind eye to the wound on his arm, but held her tightly and said to the Corpse King in a deep voice: "King, you can't kill her."
At this time, Wan Bupo and Su Qi had settled their troops and arrived quickly.
Wan Bupo frowned and stared at the future, a rare anger rising on his gentle handsome face: "Si Chen, she has lost half of our army, and you still want to protect her?"
Dongfang Xing's sinister handsome face was filled with murderous intent, and his cold and deep voice was like a life-threatening Shura: "Give me a reason why I can't kill her."
Si Chen tightly wrapped the cold little hands of the future, and said with a serious and cold face: "Because she is very likely to be a descendant of your Dongfang family."
Descendants of the Dongfang family?
Wanbupo and Su Qi suddenly looked at each other, this problem was complicated.
Dongfang Xing's face suddenly froze, and a white light suddenly flashed in his mind, and a horrifying scene emerged.
In the gorgeous and noble mansion, there is blood everywhere, torn corpses, panicked screams and wailing~
The raging fire dragon dyed his eyes, constantly devouring the gorgeous mansion and devouring every corpse inside~
A nauseating feeling suddenly surged into his heart. Dongfang Xing's head suddenly hurt violently. His heart felt like it had been torn apart by someone, and the pain was heartbreaking.
He stretched out his hands to hold his head, his eyes were panicked, and his face showed a painful and ferocious expression. He suddenly let out a sorrowful lion's roar like a trapped animal: "No..."
"Wang, what's wrong?" Wan Bupo had never seen him so out of control, and he was immediately startled.
"Ah..." Dongfang Xing suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out an earth-shattering roar.
"Sir." Su Qi took a step forward worriedly.
"Don't come here." Dongfang Xing seemed to have been severely stimulated. His eyes were distracted and his expression was messy. He suddenly turned around and ran away.
"King." Wan Bupo and Su Qi followed him worriedly.
Si Chen grabbed Future's chin, stared at her panicked face, and just asked seriously: "Why?"
Before Future's mind could digest what had just happened, he suddenly saw Dongfang Xing acting like crazy, and his legs were so frightened that they became weak.
She moved her lips and found her voice after a while: "Brother Zhao said that the zombie camp is going to fight against the imperial capital. I want to help my own race, so..."
Si Chen intercepted her words: "So you found a new piano and played it without seeing clearly who was fighting. Damn it, do you know how many innocent zombies you will kill if you do this?"
He wanted to talk to her calmly, but when he saw the broken corpse lying on the ground, his expression couldn't help but become fierce.
Future's face turned pale and he shook his head suddenly: "I'm sorry, I didn't know. I thought it was the army from the imperial capital..."
Si Chen turned her body around and cruelly asked her to face the tragedy she had caused: "See clearly the good deeds you have done."
The bright red blood everywhere and the broken corpses all over the mountain exuded an eerie and strange atmosphere under the gloomy sunshine, but there was also an indescribable desolation, as if they were accusing her of being a murderer.
"Ah...I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I didn't know it would be like this..."
