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The implication is that if Zi Qianqian still wants to make trouble, what kind of moth.

Whether the god-killing mercenary group is dead or alive, she won't care anymore.

Zi Qianqian's back suddenly felt a chill, and when she looked at the long and narrow eyes of the last night, it was as if she was choked by something, and it was difficult to breathe.

Xu is clear words, Zi Qianqian realized the seriousness.

Xu is night is majestic and pressing, and Zi Qianqian is powerless.

Zi Qianqian's hand stiffly let go of Ye Qingluo's wrist and took half a step back.

The expression on the beautiful face is also stagnant and stiff.

Ye Qingluo retracted his gaze, and the blade quickly cut the wound on Nangong Feiran's arm that had stopped bleeding.

The powder foam that stops bleeding is quickly dissolved and cleaned up.

Tightly, the wound that showed the white bones was revealed.

The night clear face did not change the color and directly started, cutting the wound bigger.

Immediately, blood gushed out.

The mercenaries of the God Killing Mercenary Group were already filled with fear at this time.

Wandering on the edge of the knife for decades, they have experienced all kinds of dangerous tasks.

I've never done such a weird task.

What kind of demons, demons, monsters, phantom beasts and the like, they can kill with expressionless faces.

Can be partial......

This time, they were facing ghosts......

These mercenaries have come to their current status, and no one has blood on their hands.

Naturally, I am very afraid of this kind of thing.

In particular, the fear brought to them by corpse golems and corpse worms has penetrated deep into their bone marrow.

Looking at Yeqing's neat movements, no one stepped forward to stop him.

At this time, Long Yunzhan's cold eyes glanced at everyone without any warmth, and said lightly: "Count the number of people." ”

Qiao Jin and the others responded and began to count the number of people.

After about half a pillar of incense, several people counted the number of people.

"The mercenary group in the world, a total of ninety-six people entered the tomb of the Mausoleum King, and there are still ninety-six left, and three of them have some flesh wounds."

"The God Killing Mercenary Group, a total of thirty-seven people entered the tomb of the Mausoleum King, and there are still thirteen left, and five are injured."

When the number of people was counted, the faces of the mercenaries of the God-Killing Mercenary Group turned red.

Even Zi Qianqian, who had always had eyes on the top of her head, looked away unnaturally at this time, embarrassed to look at the Tianxia group.

From the data, you can see who is the real pig teammate.

Long Yunzhan didn't speak with these numbers, and continued coldly: "Take this opportunity to take care of your body and physical strength, now you can't be sure how long this stone wall can stop those corpse puppets, if you really want to fight for a while, you can only rely on yourself." ”

It was rare for Long Yunzhan to say such a long word, and the mercenaries of the World Regiment immediately responded in unison.

The Killing God Group looked at each other.

Finally, under the hint of Ye Fengru, they sat cross-legged on the ground, closed their eyes to stabilize the chaotic Xuan Qi in their bodies.

Tianxia Tuan took out the prepared dry food and water bags from the space pocket, passed them down one by one, and ate the dry food in a big gulp.

More than a dozen mercenaries including the God Killing Group smelled the fragrance and opened their eyes.

Even in this atmosphere, pieces of ordinary dry food that they don't bother to eat on weekdays are particularly fragrant at this time.

The stomachs of more than a dozen mercenaries couldn't help but make a sound in response.

Early in the morning, he guarded the world group and others outside the tomb, and then walked for more than an hour in the tomb of the king of Ling, and experienced so many thrilling things, all the strength was exhausted.

Yan Xiaoyi threw a space pocket at them with an expressionless face: "We don't need useless people, if you want to prove to us that you are indeed gold medal elite mercenaries, then show your strength and convince us." ”