It's weird and makes people's hairs stand on end

A "crunch" sound sounded around, and a cold hand suddenly put on Qing Chi's shoulder. Qing Chi turned his head violently, reflexively bounced up, raised the torch in his hand, and a twisted and terrifying face appeared in front of Qing Chi's eyes!

The pupils of this face were dilated, the eyes were bloody and tearful, and half of the face seemed to have been gnawed by something, bowing its rickety body towards Qing Chi, and instantly scratched a blood mark on Qing Chi's shoulder, which directly produced the plague poisoning buff and the effect of continuous blood loss.

Dill screamed, he had never seen such a horrible corpse! Qing Chi's heart beat violently, he recovered from the fright, and quickly retreated.

The speed of the corpse is also very fast, almost not inferior to Qingchi. Qing Chi was taken aback, rolled on the ground, set up his bow and arrows, strengthened the hunter's marker and arrows, and shot a few arrows at the head of the carrion.

The arrow pierced his head, bringing up a string of brains, disgusting Qing Chi almost vomited. Why is this path of faith so weird, can it be said that his heart is not pure and attracts evil spirits?

Qing Chi sneered, and the arrow in his hand exerted force again. Evil ghosts are evil ghosts, anyway, people who crawled out of hell are still afraid of these rotting corpses?

I'll see who dares to stop me! More and more carrion corpses surrounded Qingchi and Diel. Dill clutched Qingchi's sleeve in fear.

Qing Chi glanced sideways at the carrion corpse that had fallen to the ground just now, and quickly turned on the skill of the undead pendant. Soon, a carrion corpse belonging to Qing Chi staggered to its feet, dragging the half-rotten minced flesh in front of Qing Chi, blocking the surrounding carrion.

Qing Chi summoned three skeletons again, forming an encirclement. The number of carrion corpses was as dense as ants, and despite the incessant archery, the battle space between Qingchi and Dill became smaller and smaller.

"Hunter...... Will we, die here? These dead bodies are so horrible! There was a cry of disgust in Diel's voice, the most hated thing of the elves is filthy rotting corpses, and Dill is still so young, it is normal to be afraid.

Unexpectedly, Qing Chi did not blame Diel, but touched his head, so that Dill was tightly attached to his back, and Dill could not get out of the battle in a fighting state, unless he destroyed the monster or died.

"Hahaha...... Stupid humans, do you feel your filth? Your heart is so dark that you can't get near this holy mountain, go back, poor ant. A voice suddenly appeared, and with this voice, Qing Chi glanced behind him with his spare eyes, there was a glimmer of light, and the encirclement of the rotting corpses also appeared loose, it was the way down the mountain.

And the darkness ahead is getting thicker and thicker, and I don't know how many more such monsters will come. Qing Chi lowered her eyes, and just when Dill thought she would give up, she saw Qing Chi suddenly raise her head and sneer fiercely: "Why? The voice was stunned, as if it didn't expect Qing Chi to answer like this.

Melee combat is not suitable for fighting with bows and arrows, seeing that the rotting corpse has already been pasted in front of him, Qing Chi directly put away the bow and arrow, spread his arm blade, and fiercely cut off the head of a rotting corpse, and kicked open the rotten monster,

"You think I'm going to be scared of this bit of darkness? How can you decide the light I want! I'm not afraid if I want to die, line up one by one! Qing Chi let out a loud shout, and a winding technique restrained the monster that was approaching within five yards, and then flew up violently, and the knife fell down the neck of the rotting corpse.

His body was already stained with the smell of rancid death, and Qing Chi raised his arm that had become heavy again.

I don't remember how long it has been, maybe ten minutes, maybe twenty minutes, I have been in this posture, almost clinging to these rotting corpses, I can smell this rancid smell when I raise my face, I can't stop, I don't dare to stop, death is a memory that can be remembered for a lifetime for Qing Chi.

Whether it is a game connected to the cranial nerves, or the reality of the past, Qing Chi occasionally can't tell what the kind of suffocation and despair in the deep sea is, and there is only one belief in his heart, that is: live!

Live on, be the strongest, and never face death again! Qing Chi gasped for breath and finally sat down on the ground.

Already...... Is it over? After cutting off the head of the last carrion, there was finally no more to surround him.

Qing Chi summoned a few skeletons to clear the way in front of him, and then silently moved his steps forward.

For the first time, Dill admired Qing Chi, and it was clear that the huntress was also afraid, but she still chose the belief of fighting to the death, and the elf king Brother Aran thought the same way...... Dill and Qingchi, who were closely behind Qing Chi, changed their favorability from friendship to respect.

It's a pity that Qing Chi didn't have the strength to laugh at Dill again this time, because, after stepping on countless rotting corpses, she actually smelled a fragrance!

Qing Chi rubbed his eyes, and light gradually appeared in front of him. Is it out of the illusion? The light gradually became stronger, and in the darkness I don't know whose house it was, with a warm lamp, a smell of meat wafted over, making people salivate, which was a great temptation for Qing Chi, who had already consumed a lot of physical strength and now that his physical strength had begun to turn yellow.

Is it out of the illusion? Qing Chi walked to the door of the cabin, knocked tentatively, but no one answered, but the door opened by itself.

Qing Chi walked into the house, and there were many golden chests in the room, filled with golden gold coins, many potions on the table, bows and arrows and shields on the walls, and beef soup was boiling next to the warm fire, and a bunch of rabbit meat was on the grill.

"Hunter, there's so much to eat, and so much gold! Can we take it? There is no one here. Diel's eyes began to glow.

After the fatigue of the Great War, these things are undoubtedly a great temptation. Qing Chi looked at the two pieces of dry bread in his backpack, stared at the food, and hesitated for a moment.

If it was in normal times, she would definitely be unceremonious, but obviously she just met hell, and now she meets heaven, where can there be such a good thing!

I'm afraid that if I get my hands dirty, these things will become annoying ghosts. After pondering for a while, Qing Chi gritted his teeth,

"Don't touch these things, there's still a road ahead, go ahead and look later." Dill was dragged out of the house by Qing Chi with a bitter face.

Walking forward for a while, the darkness became thicker, Qing Chi lit the torch and looked back, the wooden house just now had disappeared into the darkness.

Just then, a little girl's cry came. Qing Chi stretched out his torch, and on the side of the road in front of him, there was a little girl and an old man, these two people looked yellow and thin, and they had obviously been hungry for a long time.

When they saw Qingchi, there was a little hope in their eyes,

"Oh, good Samaritans passing by, please save us, we haven't eaten in days." Qing Chi squinted, and the little girl ran over and grabbed Qing Chi's feet, crying heartbreakingly.

Qing Chi paused for a moment and threw down a dry bread. Then the old man began to speak again,

"Good Samaritan, can you lend us your arrows for a little more defense? The road is long and dark, the night has arrived, and the journey is long! ”