Walking out of the cave, the view was blocked by a white light. Although there was a white glow in front of him, it did not hinder Carefree's intuition of danger. The nerve reflex is general, and he is using the palm of his hand to block the sun's carefree, rolling to the right side of the luke, and the sound of the wind suddenly ringing in his ears.

A bright black iron sword was inserted straight into the side of Wu Wu's body, and the sword body was deeply inserted into the ground, only half of the sword body was exposed, which showed how much force the sword thrower used. If it weren't for the worry-free timely response, I'm afraid I would have been in a different place long ago.

Without the slightest hesitation, he took a few steps back one after another, and chose to dodge back to the cave without worrying and rationally, and dwelled in the darkness. Without direct sunlight, the vision gradually becomes more enlightened.

The tears in the sour eyes couldn't stop sliding, and in the hazy eyes, it was vaguely seen that a large group of people had gathered around the entrance of the passage, and from their stiff expressions and the attack just now, I was afraid that they were friends or foes. The first one turned out to be the one who delivered her meals every day, but obviously, these people had all lost their minds at this time.

They were all stunned, their eyes were dull, everyone's eyes flashed with a deep red light, and the cold air in their mouths was swallowed, and they approached carefree step by step.

"Are they being controlled? Who controls them? How can I get rid of the control? In an instant, countless questions appeared in the mind of Carefree.

It's a pity that the enemy on the opposite side won't have such good patience, and they frantically pounce towards Sanssouci. At this time, Worry-free once again showed her astute side, although the narrow passage could avoid her belly and back from the enemy, but it would also affect her agility, so she did not hesitate to choose to fight in the passage.

Having adapted to the carefree of the sun, he lifted the big sword in his hand, and the fighting qi on his body shifted to the tip of the sword, and the bright fighting qi burst out, and the surrounding air twisted a little, and then the fighting qi hit the enemy in front at a very fast speed, and then passed through one or two, and did not stop until the third.

The three enemies fell to the ground, but within a moment they struggled to get up again, their pierced chests shocking, their organs hanging and drooping, swaying with the movement of their bodies.

At the beginning of the battle, Carefree was depressed, because it was possible that these puppet-like people were really puppets, because they were unconscious even if they were injured.

These puppets are not only agile, but also often have a combination of five or six of them, both offensive and defensive. Although Wu Wu relied on the level of the Great Sword Master and could release her fighting spirit, the lack of experience still made her a little busy for a while.

Fortunately, the previous trip to the blood pool had greatly increased her endurance, and in the face of such a disgusting picture, Wuwu only turned slightly pale, without the slightest hint of panic.

She mediated with them without fright, and during the battle, she was keenly aware that the enemy's heart had long since turned blue-gray instead of the red she had been alive.

"It turns out they've become undead." Worry-free suddenly realized, but time has not allowed her to think, the problem in front of her is not how to solve these people, but how to protect herself.

The strange nails and teeth of the deceased are all weapons, and they are not afraid of the pain, and they rush to worry without fear. As soon as they fought, Carefree found that these undead creatures were difficult, these undead puppets were several times larger than when they were alive, and they could even be comparable to Carefree, and their skin was hardened, and it was difficult to fatal them with ordinary injuries. Carefree dodged the attack of an undead creature sideways, and a thought suddenly occurred in his heart.

"If the enemy can control these dead people, it must be through the brain or the heart, and if I can cut off the heads of these people, then it will solve all problems." However, seeing the faces of those human beings, they may all be missing victims, and they can't bear it, after all, they have the same experience.

"Is there any way to resolve the crisis without killing them?" She thought to herself.

"Joints! That's right, the joints! "It dawned on him that although these undead creatures were not afraid of pain, they still couldn't violate the basic structure of the human body, and as long as they destroyed some key parts, they could stop the attacks of these monsters without harming them.

However, this invisibly increases the difficulty of worry-free. When the tip of the sword pierced the knee of the first monster, the monster fell to the ground, and then tried in vain to struggle to get up to no avail, Sanssouci knew that he had guessed correctly.

Dodging the attack of another monster in the back of his head, Carefree leaned sideways again, and his boot kicked the patella of another undead creature, and the monster fell to the ground suddenly, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Seeing that she had easily subdued a few enemies, Carefree was inevitably a little careless, and before she could be happy about her achievements, the pain came from her lower abdomen, and the tearing pain made Carefree unable to straighten her waist and staggered against the stone wall on the side.

Looking towards the source of the pain, she saw a hand stuck straight into her abdomen, and the owner of the palm was a puppet with only half of its body.

Unexpectedly, he was cut off by Sansso's sword just now, and he didn't die yet, he took advantage of Wuwu's unpreparedness and inserted his sharp right hand straight into her lower abdomen, and blood gushed out along the wound.

The intense pain caused Sansso's body to be soaked in sweat, and her mind had become a little dazed due to excessive blood loss, and the few undead puppets left in front of her also became weak in her eyes.

Biting her tongue heavily, forcing herself to cheer up, Wu Wu drew his sword with all his strength and swung away the three undead puppets in front of him, with her pull, the undead's hand was pulled out, blood burst out, and quickly took out a bottle of potion from the space ring and poured it into his mouth, and then pressed his wound tightly with his left hand.

The severe pain had already become numb, and Wu Wu pulled out a piece of clothing and quickly bandaged the wound, although with the help of the potion, the blood still couldn't stop flowing, but the speed slowed down.

Enduring the severe pain in his lower abdomen, he staggered without worry, supported the ground with the black iron sword, and looked coldly at the only three puppets left in front of him, ready to brake quietly.

The three puppets were thrown far away by Sanssouc's full force just now, but at this time, they had all gotten up and ran towards Sanssoucia.

Seriously injured, the former enemy was in front, worry-free and stressed, just when she hesitated whether to ask Boss Yan for help again, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and with a flick of her hand, a bottle of transparent liquid appeared in her left hand.

At this time, the three puppets had already come to the place where Wu Wu Wu took five steps, and without the slightest hesitation, Wu Wu opened the cap of the bottle and exposed the transparent liquid to the three of them.

The transparent liquid only splashed on the bodies of two of the undead golems, most of them being hit by the one who bore the brunt of the moment, and a few splashed on the person next to him who delivered food to Sanssono every day.

The pure power rushed towards every part of the undead puppet's body like flowing water, and blue-gray smoke began to emerge from its body, and the dead air slowly dissipated.

The undead puppet let out a wail with a wave of its claws, and the skin on its face melted like a candle, gradually losing its facial features. The other also suddenly fell to the ground, rolling and struggling, and his eyes, which had been glowing red, began to dim, gradually returning to his human form. The sharp fingernails gradually dissipated and returned to their human form.

Carefree spat out blood, fell to the ground, her body couldn't stop gasping, and a series of movements involved her wounds, and the tearing pain made her grin.

At this time, one of the three undead puppets was completely purified, and the other was sitting on the ground, leaving only one with combat power, but the only puppet with combat power was obviously frightened by what happened to his companions and did not dare to make a move. Zhilu Dao Wuwu fell to the ground weakly, and he waved his sharp hands again towards Wuwu.

But Carefree no longer had the strength to fight, so she could only wait for death, and she closed her eyes in despair. There was no pain, but there was a wail, and Carefree opened his eyes, only to find that the undead puppet who had fallen to the ground suddenly stretched out his arm to block a blow for her, turned his head, and showed a terrifying smile on his melted and festering face, which made Carefree feel so at ease.

This is the one who has been bringing food to himself, and under the purification of part of the holy water, he is not completely purified like the other, but regains his senses.

After he regained his senses, the first thing he did was to save him.

In fact, these undead puppets are not pure undead puppets, they have a certain consciousness, but that consciousness is very small, so they want to be a walking corpse.

At this time, with the help of Sanssouci Holy Water, he regained consciousness, and what he had done after becoming an undead puppet was also vividly remembered, and he was grateful to Sanssouci from the bottom of his heart.

He, like Sanssouci, is a mercenary who accepts a mission, the mission is not completed, but he did not expect to become a walking corpse, as an iron-blooded man, he would rather die by himself than be a gangster.

He smiled gratefully at the undead puppet who had saved him, and before he could express his gratitude, the man drew his carefree sword and cut off his own head.

Blood splashed on Wu Wu's face, a little cold blood was the most ruthless choice of this hot-blooded man, and he ended his life with his most ruthless consciousness.

Looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief, Wu Wu felt a sadness in his heart, spit out a mouthful of reverse blood, and Wu Wu fell into a coma.

When everything came to an end, two figures appeared in front of Carefree.