When Qian Lingyu and Yan Chen met up, there was only one person left among the six, but this one was also accidentally caught while escaping and died...
Qian Lingyu was also injured. His arm was torn open by a zombie and one of his legs was broken. Yan Chen had been carrying him on his back...
Among this group of people, Yan Chen is the strongest and the oldest. Naturally, he is the leader, but even he is a little desperate at this moment!
In the process of escaping, they used various methods to break the formation, but this damn town was standing in front of them, and they couldn't leave it at all.
They also tried to launch communication fireworks from the same sect into the sky, but although the fireworks rose into the sky, they fell down as if they encountered some obstacle after rising halfway, and the signal could not be sent.
Everyone present has practiced Fengxing, and they can fly directly into the sky dozens of feet high. Yan Chen can even fly to a height of a hundred feet, but Yan Chen has tested it and will hit when he reaches a height of thirty-five feet. He touched a transparent and sticky barrier. I don't know what kind of evil magic the barrier was made of. I slapped my palm on it and it stuck to it, but I couldn't break it at all.
Yan Chen spent a lot of effort and almost tore off a layer of skin on his palm before he could escape.
There is no way to heaven and no way to earth.
Even Yan Chen, who is used to seeing things like storms, feels a little desperate at this moment.
The little fox has been following him. The little girl is actually very timid. Before entering the Tianju Hall, she didn't even dare to kill a chicken. Later, under Gu Xijiu's training, she dared to fight and take action, but in the end She had never experienced a real and cruel war. She saw with her own eyes that the injured general was grabbed by two white-clothed zombies and torn in half because of his slow movements...
She was terrified! Tears flowed wildly, and her legs became weak. If Yan Chen hadn't been protecting her desperately, she would have been grabbed and torn into pieces by the white-clothed zombies.
At this moment, the six of them were forced to retreat to a high platform by the surrounding zombies.
Although the zombies move quickly, it is difficult for them to climb high due to their stiff hands and feet. There is a flagpole as thick as a bowl on the high platform. The flagpole is about fifteen feet high. I don't know what it is made of, and it is extremely smooth.
There are some rather strange patterns on the high platform under the flagpole. Such a heavy snowstorm did not bury those patterns.
Yan Chen and the others had actually seen this place before when they were running away, but because they thought this high platform was a bit weird, they never dared to go up to it to avoid it.
Now being forced by the zombies all around, I have no choice but to retreat to the flagpole on the high platform...
It is not difficult for a few people to leap up to the flagpole. Le Ziyun, Le Qingyun, and Zhang Chuchu jumped up one after another.
The little fox's face was pale, and even her feet were weak. She tried her best to jump up, but because her hands were too soft, she almost slipped down the pillar.
Fortunately, Yan Chen jumped over in time with Qian Lingyu on his back, picked her up again, and the six of them lay on the flagpole like geckos.
Lan Waihu tried his best to suppress his trembling. He accidentally looked up and saw Qian Lingyu on Yan Chen's back. He was so frightened that his whole body froze.
Qian Lingyujun's face was pale, his eye circles were black, his lips were also black, and the fingernails of the hands holding Yan Chen's neck began to turn blue, and black blood continued to ooze from the roughly treated wounds on his arms...
At a quick glance, I saw that they looked somewhat similar to the white-clothed zombies below—
Qian Lingyu was still sane. He didn't feel anything wrong at first, but he just felt guilty for having caused his companions to suffer.
(End of chapter)