When the flute sounded, another unimaginably powerful force surged out in the bodies of Zhao Quan and Mo Zhu at the same time. This power binds their bodies, leaving them completely out of the grip of their own will, and no longer subject to their own commands.

Therefore, when Han Mei, who had turned into a bloodthirsty monster, waved her claws and grabbed at her husband, Mo Zhu couldn't move at all, and could only watch as the claws were inserted into her chest and pinched her heart.

Then Mo Zhu's eyes went dark, and his consciousness completely became blank.

However, in the brief moment before his consciousness went blank, what kind of pain did Mo Zhu feel, although no one but himself could know. But there is no doubt that this brief moment must be as long as eternity. And the eternity of this moment, very obviously, is the real thing: "hell"!

In contrast, perhaps Zhao Quan's encounter is a little luckier. At least, he didn't get killed by his once-beloved wife. At the same time that Mo Zhu's heart artery was torn off, at least a dozen female soldiers rushed to the ground separately, knocking Zhao Quan to the ground at once. Sharp fangs tore open his veins, drinking blood.

A large amount of blood was lost, causing Zhao Quan, who fell to the floor, to feel the most extreme cold. He twitched unconsciously, his empty eyes staring at the ceiling, and he quickly lost all consciousness as well.

No need to take a second look. When Zhao Quan and Mo Zhu fell respectively, Cheng Li already understood that they were all finished.

Seeing the crowd of corpses surging, they surrounded the Hundred Flowers Thieves so densely that they were simply impassable. Cheng Li understood even more that the Hundred Flowers Thief had already taken precautions, and the beheading operation would not work.

Since it is impossible to capture the thief and capture the king first, the most important thing at the moment is to save the living first. Cheng Li shouted: "Everyone retreat behind me, withdraw, and go to the deck." ”

Xi Yinchun, Le Dashao, the black-clothed bodyguards, Hu Yuji, Leng Yuxiang, and the remaining dozen or so female soldiers immediately gathered and rushed towards the door of the banquet hall impatiently. In an instant, everyone rushed into the outer corridor, and then rushed to the outer deck.

"Want to run? Hmph, you can run the monk, but you can't run the temple. On this vast sea, where can you run?"

The Hundred Flowers Thief laughed fiercely, his face sank, and he suddenly played the flute. At the sound of the piercing flute, hundreds of living corpses immediately roared wildly, and at the same time they pursued in groups. It is like a raging tide that will drown the multitude.

But this tide didn't come out for long, and immediately bumped into Cheng Li, who was in charge of the house.

Raise your sword and gun together, and open your bow left and right. Cheng Li incarnated as a mainstay, and with his own strength, he firmly blocked the all-round attacks of hundreds of living corpses from up and down, left and right at the same time. No matter how fast the speed of the living corpse is, no matter how fierce the attack is, it is always difficult to cross the thunder pool by half a step.

Living corpses with their heads blown out and their necks cut off grew more and more amid the roar of gunfire and flashing knives. The foul-smelling black blood gushed out of the mangled corpses, converging into a river in an instant, as if turning the banquet hall into a pool of blood.

The face of the Hundred Flower Thief became more and more ugly. He could no longer imagine that gathering the strength of hundreds of living corpses to attack a single person would not only not damage a single hair of this person, but would suffer heavy casualties on his own.

In this way, I am afraid that all the living corpses on my side will be killed, but Cheng Li is still safe and sound. When the time comes, you'll be in a bad position. If Cheng Li kills him directly, even if there are a hundred more Hundred Flowers Thieves, where can he stop half of Cheng Li?

It won't go on like this. The Hundred Flowers Thief stomped his foot vigorously and blew the bone flute again. In an instant, the remaining dozens of living corpses no longer attacked Cheng Li, but retreated to the side of the Hundred Flower Thief, hugging him and quickly retreating away.

In a moment, the corpses retreated to the end of the wall on the other side of the banquet hall. The corpses roared wildly, smashing through the wall and opening a huge hole. The Hundred Flowers Thief raised his head, glanced at Cheng Li, and smiled sadly. Then he took a big stride and pierced through the hole.

Cheng Li breathed a sigh of relief. Exit the magazine that has run out of bullets and replace it with a new one. jumped out of the door of the banquet hall backwards, rushed to the deck, and joined Xi Yinchun and the others.

On the deck, the lights flickered, the shadows swayed, and there were screams* in all directions, cursing and shouting, and the sound of clothes and wind. The entire ship of the sea has completely turned into a huge battlefield. Every minute, the living fall. At all times, there are also living corpses standing up.

Hu Yuji and Leng Yuxiang raised their luck at the same time, calling the surviving female soldiers to come and gather. The team snowballed in size, and at last about thirty or forty people were gathered, and then assembled on the foredeck of the ship, and finally won a moment of respite.

Dozens of living corpses climbed the mast, crouched on the roof of the cabin, or lay on the deck, roaring menacingly at the remaining thirty or forty men on the ship.

Suddenly, the corpses commotioned, and each of them avoided in horror. But seeing Cheng Li raising his knife and slashing indiscriminately, splitting the waves, he forcibly opened a bloody road and joined Hu Yuji and others.

Whether it is Hu Yuji, Xi Yinchun, or even Le Dashao, which one is not a well-known name in the rivers and lakes? Which one has not braved countless winds and waves? In terms of the decision to kill and kill things, it can be said that no one is inferior to others.

However, if we talk about the mysterious, terrifying and dangerous, all the things that everyone has encountered in their lives may not be as good as the things in front of them. No matter how famous it is, it is inevitable that I will feel worried and feel completely unconfident. So unconsciously, everyone has regarded Cheng Li as the backbone. Seeing him return safely, everyone couldn't help cheering in unison and hurriedly stepped forward to answer.

Cheng Li walked into the crowd and swept his eyes. I saw that all of them combined, and it was less than forty. But there were about 300 female soldiers on board. Together with the sailors and their own group of guests on board, the total reached at least four hundred. Other words...... Don't save one out of ten!

Even though he was used to seeing dead and wounded, the results in front of him still made Cheng Li feel a little heavy. He asked in disbelief: "Boss Hu, are these people left?"

Hu Yuji smiled bitterly: "If you are a living person, there is indeed only these left." Cheng Li, what should we do next?"

"It is said that a hundred years of repair have been in the same boat. With such a deep fate, everyone else is dead, how can you be embarrassed to live alone? So next, you all die. ”

The fierce voice laughed wildly, and the Hundred Flower Thieves once again appeared swaggeringly surrounded by corpses. Zhao Quan, Han Mei, Mo Zhu and the other three, who were covered in blood, staggered to follow him.

Cheng Li turned around abruptly, looked at the Hundred Flowers Thief coldly, and said slowly: "I showed up again so soon." It seems that this time you are confident in yourself. ”

The Hundred Flowers Thief laughed wildly: "Others are Shibei for three days, and they should be impressed." But when I came to me, it was just three moments, and the bento looked at it differently. Come on, Zhao Quan, Hanmei, Mozhu, let them see your skills!"

"Huh~~"

The sound of a sharp bone flute pierced the night and resounded in all directions. Before the sound fell, the three living corpses of Zhao Quan, Hanmei, and Mozhu suddenly roared in unison. Pieces of skin peeled off from his body, revealing red muscles. The head swells rapidly and grows deformedly. The eyes, nose, and ears were all overwhelmed by the new muscles, leaving only a bloody mouth full of fangs. The limbs grew longer and longer, and the fingers and toes degenerated, and the sharp claws grew instead.

In an instant, the three living corpses transformed again, turning into monsters that no one had ever seen in even the deepest nightmares. They lay on the deck like frogs, raising their heads and roaring at Cheng Li and the others. A mouth, impressively shot out a bright red tongue that was several feet long, flexible and swift like a poisonous snake!