The Ghostface team with torches in hand took a few more steps closer to the figure. At this moment, the firelight finally barely illuminated the silhouette of the figure.

Shen Yan'er's heart was beating wildly, a tingling sensation came from her eyes, and a complex sourness mixed with grief in shock surged up her throat, causing her whole body to stiffen.

Ahead, the figure sitting at the end of the tunnel, with its head bowed and motionless, seemed to regain its senses after feeling the light slowly, and slowly looked up at them. The already slender cheeks seem to have been shaved with a knife, the chin and cheekbones are very prominent, and the cheeks are slightly sunken. His entire face was stained with black blood, and it was almost impossible to clearly identify his facial features, and he could only vaguely feel that the empty eyes, but revealing bursts of cold and murderous intent, were making a silent and terrifying threat to the comer.

And beside this figure, it was a hellish and tragic scene. Extending about ten meters from where he was sitting, the tunnel that could accommodate five people fighting side by side was filled with corpses. There was not only one layer of corpses, but at least two or three layers, one pressed against the other, covering the floor of the tunnel. The bottom was the first to die, and it had already begun to rot. The corpse on top was slightly fresher, and the blood had not yet fully coagulated. The suffocating smell of blood permeated the entire space, even more unbearable than the stench on Ghostface's body.

However, at this moment, Shen Yan'er forgot about the strong discomfort coming from her mouth, nose and stomach, and in her eyes, heart, and mind, all that was left was the man who was only ten meters away from her. She knew who he was, but she didn't dare to recognize him.

Last time, the two of them were in the dry well where Yu'er lived, and he rushed into the depths of the tunnel in order to save Shen Yan'er. Defend yourself against the oncoming walking corpses. Shen Yan'er has never seen him since then, and only learned from Feng Fengke's words that he has been arrested.

However, the facts that appeared in front of her now made Shen Yan'er realize that Phoenix Ke was lying. He wasn't arrested, just trapped. The Devilface team couldn't arrest him, but he couldn't escape either. The two sides have been consuming each other like this, until now.

The members of the Ghost Face team couldn't move on, because if they did, they would have to step on the mountain of corpses on the ground. Some of the corpses were dressed in prisoners' clothes. Some of them are wearing the uniforms of the Oniface team. A shocking and cruel picture in front of me. The tragic battles that have taken place in this tunnel in the past few months have been shown in front of Shen Yan'er's eyes.

The Ucha Celestial once sent corpses to deal with Xiao Hei, but all the walking corpses were killed by Xiao Hei. So he sent members of the Ghost Face Team again, but he didn't expect Xiao Hei to still resist to the death, and even the Ghost Face Team was not his opponent. So there are layers of corpses on the ground.

In a brutal battle. Blackie was not unscathed. It is not difficult to imagine how many scars he has on his body from the knife marks that crisscross his clothes. It's not hard to guess how much blood he shed. Later, the Uchatians changed their tactics and changed from strong attacks to attrition.

Anyway, Xiao Hei can't escape, and the time drags on longer and longer. He was hungry and exhausted, and he had no fighting power. There is no food in the tunnel, unless Xiao Hei is an immortal and can not eat or drink, otherwise he will definitely starve to death, and the Wucha Heavenly people don't have to use a single soldier against him at all.

I thought that Xiao Hei would be able to be captured within ten days, but I didn't expect this war of attrition to last for several months. Wucha Tianren never imagined that Xiao Hei, who had no food, would actually survive by eating the corpse killed by him and have lived until now.

In the course of this war of attrition, the Utcha Celestials even continued to send the Ghost Face Team and the Walking Corpse to attack more than once, but Xiao Hei, who seemed to be dying, miraculously killed the enemy again and again.

In the end, it was the Wucha Celestial who had the chance to win that couldn't be consumed first.

So he came up with the last solution, which was the "hostage forced surrender method".

So he asked Phoenix Ke for Shen Yan'er.

"Blackie?" Shen Yan'er, who had calmed down a little from the shock, whispered again. Even she felt that her voice was bitter and choked, with a hint of uncontrollable trembling crying. Thinking that Xiao Hei had fallen to such an end, he was all harmed, and his sour tears blinded his eyes.

At this time, the figure with a blank expression in the depths of the tunnel finally reacted, and his body moved slightly. Probably because he had been in the dark for too long, his eyesight had deteriorated a little, and the dazzling light of the torch made him full of spots and he couldn't see the figure in front of him clearly, so he couldn't recognize Shen Yan'er at a glance.

It was Shen Yan'er's choked voice that woke him up from the state of being facing the enemy with a murderous aura. A hint of surprise suddenly flashed in his ghostly cold eyes. It was this hint of surprise that made him change from a murderous ghost to a familiar little black with Shen Yan'er.

Xiao Hei moved again, as if he had something to say, as if he wanted to stand up. But he couldn't do either of these things, and the long hours of killing and confinement had brought him to the brink of mental and physical collapse, making him unable to even make a sound.

"Little Black ......" Shen Yan'er's tears burst out of her eyes. She couldn't hold back any longer, and knocked away the Ghostface team member with the torch in hand, stepped on the mountain of corpses almost knee-high to her feet, and rushed towards the deepest part of Xiao Hei. Her hands were tied behind her back with ropes, the corpse on the ground was tilted, and she rushed so quickly that she lost her balance after taking two steps and fell headlong into the foul-smelling pile of corpses.

At this time, Xiao Hei, who couldn't even speak, suddenly stood up!

Thinking that Xiao Hei was going to attack, the Wucha Celestial immediately retreated in fright, while the two members of the Ghost Face Team rushed forward and lifted Shen Yan'er from the pile of corpses.

Blackie stopped.

He wanted to help Shen Yan'er up just now, but now Shen Yan'er fell into the hands of the Ghost Face Team, so he stopped.

"What are you going to do? Let me go! Shen Yan'er cried and struggled desperately. She knew she wasn't the opponent of Team Ghostface, but the pent-up anger and guilt for Blackie robbed her of her calm, making her irritable and out of control.

"Xuanli." Wucha Tianren shouted Xiao Hei's real name, took two steps forward, and walked to Shen Yan'er's side. "This is the woman you saved with blood, but now her life is in my hands. If you don't want to see her die, just tie your hands and arrest her. ”

As he spoke, Wucha Tianren pulled out a short knife from his cuff and slammed it across Shen Yan'er's neck. Feeling that the cold and sharp edge of the sharp weapon suddenly stuck to her skin, Shen Yan'er, who was struggling in a frenzy, immediately stopped all her movements, and her whole body froze.

"Don't, hurt her......" Xiao Hei said with difficulty, and finally squeezed out this humble sentence intermittently. Although the voice was inaudible, the concern revealed in each word deeply pierced Shen Yan'er's heart, and also made a sneer appear at the corner of Wucha Tianren's mouth. (To be continued......)