No one knows when the writhing corpses were released.

This is what Qin Ziyao said about turning evil into good fortune?

This is obviously more vicious than fierce.

Takutaan didn't hesitate for a second, she remembered her brother's words: the supporting character died of mental retardation, and he ran away first if he was in danger.

Instead of stupidly watching her body get up from the unknown liquid all over the floor, she raised her gun and pulled the trigger on the head of the nearest corpse.

The familiar smell of gunsmoke gushes out, accompanied by a splash of minced flesh, with a girl carrying a gun in front and a man groaning on the ground in the back.

This makes for a suffocating painting.

The barrel of the gun kept moving, and eight bullets easily took the lives of eight corpses———— perhaps those who were long old enough to be called life, and those who had no soul should not be called life.

These shrouded corpses, which had been standing against the wall, were mixed with the liquid in the jars, like a stinking ditch that had been soaked for thousands of years, or the kind full of fat man's vomit.

But Takutaan didn't even frown, she just kept filling the magazine, firing, turning the muzzle, and firing again.

It wasn't until the first shrouded corpse stood up that Takutaan didn't hesitate to carry Qin Ziyao to his shoulder, and ran towards the unopened iron gate behind him.

She was gambling, betting on her brother's failure to plant the flag.

After all, Qin Ziyao's flag-planting kung fu is obvious to the two.

The Shroud appears to be somewhat demented because he has just regained his mobility. Takutan glanced behind him and pushed the console in the way, sparks erupting from the broken wires again.

Arriving at the iron gate, Takutaan keenly noticed that the sliding door in front of him seemed to be a little different from what he had seen.

The quality of the door in front of me looked so much better that there was not a trace of rust to be seen, except for the thick layer of dust on it, everything seemed extremely intact, including the card slot on the wall next to it.

This thing is also available in the village vault, and it seems that a specific card is required to open the door. Takutaan didn't think much of it, and now it was too late to look for those cards, so he had to shoot them.

A stray bullet grazed the girl's face, bringing out a streak of blood. Without blinking an eye, Takutaan pulled out his dagger and stuck it in the crack of the door, priing it open with all his might.

"Uh-uh-uh!" Takutaan let out a low roar, Qin Ziyao was already silent, and his face was spreading with strange cyan stripes, looking extremely hideous.

The blade made of composite metal gradually bent under the great force, and the crack in the door became larger and larger. Fine sweat broke out on Takutaan's forehead, and when the crack in the door was enough for one person to pass through, he threw down the dagger and dragged Qin Ziyao's arm through the door.

The speed of the shrouded corpse behind him was gradually accelerating, and the two bodies led by him flickered, and finally disappeared directly in Takutaan's anxious look.

Her worst fears happened.

Behind the door was a dimly lit hallway, but the light bulb above his head still emitted a faint white light!

Takutaan is about to cry, who drove this! It's so lacking in morality, she was almost scared to death!

Did the same guy who shot it before? She couldn't figure it out, it was impossible for this bulb to be usable after a hundred years, and everywhere else was dark in the middle of winter, but there was light here, and it simply said "I'm weird".

But she didn't think about it, turned around and fired two quick shots into the narrow hallway, and several puddles of minced flesh exploded out of the air. Takutaan felt his muscles start to ache, which was not a good sign. Even if she dropped her backpack, Qin Ziyao's weight, coupled with her previous injuries, made her a little unable to hold on.

Qin Ziyao fell into a coma, his breath was very weak, but his right hand was still tightly grasping the dagger close to his body.

The dagger was one of the few items he had recovered from him when he was fished out. This seemed to have an extraordinary meaning for the resolute man on his shoulder, even if it was not very well worked.

"Separator...... Separator ...... "Takutaan fired two shots, and the cartridge casings fell to the ground with two crisp sounds. The corridor is designed to be very long, which makes Takutaan very unhappy, there is something wrong with this designer, right?!

But the designers didn't expect that one day this place would be used for escape......

A door finally appeared not far away, and Takutaan gritted his teeth, desperately speeding up, blood oozing from the scab in his lower abdomen again.

Rushed to the door, and there was a crooked door sign with the words "Separation Room" written on it. The door was unlocked, and Takutaan pushed it open. Behind the door was utter darkness, a little light peeked through the hallway, and the air didn't seem to have the pungent stench it had before.

After folding a glow stick, he didn't care about saving it, and after a cursory sweep of the environment in the room, Takutaan closed the door, brought the seemingly heaviest cabinet and put it behind the door, and stuck the knife on the doorknob, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

There was a muffled noise behind the door, and a shrouded corpse's face suddenly appeared on the door, and Takutaan jumped so hard that he almost shot him.

It was a terrifying scene, like a rotten human face embedded in the door, but it disappeared in an instant.

Then she remembered that the first shroud corpse she saw seemed to have disappeared behind the concrete wall, and they seemed to have the ability to pass through entities.

Then in fact this room is not safe anymore.

But under the observation just now, there should be five of these shrouded corpses, but three were dealt with by her bullets first, so now there are only two left.

She didn't know if she could handle it.

Takutaan put Qin Ziyao in the corner of the wall, and she had no way out. Glancing at the long knife on Qin Ziyao's back, she thought about it, the gun can't be used, if the door is broken, then the problem will only get worse.

So she pulled out the long knife, clenched the hilt, and stood in front of Qin Ziyao.

In the past, she had been guarding Qin Ziyao, and now it is the same.

She's a warrior, not a crying little girl.

The look of coquettishness on her face towards Qin Ziyao had all disappeared, and she felt very angry, it was a kind of sadness that she could not do anything about watching her beloved gradually die.

Now all that was left on her face was persistence and calmness.

It's like hunting in the mountains countless times.

She was never the prey, she was supposed to be the dangerous hunter.

Still, she was going to use herself as bait to kill the two powerful prey.

She stared intently at the iron door in front of her.

The door was rattling, like a death knell when death came, and each stroke represented the proximity of death.

Finally, the clattering stopped, and the shrouded corpse that couldn't get in outside the door seemed to give up. But then it was the face of the shroud stuck on the door!

The Shroud's face twisted, squeezing in. In a moment, its body emerged, silently breaking away from the iron door!

Finally came in.

Without hesitation, while the face of the second one had just appeared, Takutaan let out a low roar, his long hair flying, and the knife slashed, slashing at the neck of the shrouded corpse!

The shroud flickered, and Takutaan slashed into the air, slashing at the wooden table beside him. Fragments splattered, and the table was split in half under this terrifying force.

A rancid wind blew, and Takutaan didn't have time to pick up his long knife, so he built an iron bridge and narrowly avoided the attacking arm.

The shrouded corpse was fast, and in three strokes rushed in front of Takutaan, his mouth wide open, and a strange laugh came out of his throat.

"Ahh Takutaan let out a milky scream, but the movement of his hand did not match the scream at all, a straight fist punched the rotten face in front of him, the shroud flickered, the straight fist missed, Takutaan took the opportunity to go around behind the shroud in a few steps, and threw another left hook.

These memories hidden deep in her muscles awakened the tyranny in her soul, like a bloodthirsty jackal, exposed to the coldest corner of the world after losing Qin Ziyao's cover.

The speed of the left hook brought out an afterimage, and the shroud corpse didn't have time to dodge, and was beaten by the punch to turn around a few times and fell to the ground.

Takutaan picked up his long knife and twisted his waist to slash behind him. A strange force came, and the figure of the second shroud appeared, and Takutaan was knocked to the ground, the wound on his lower abdomen covered in red blood.

It hurts.

Elder brother.

She felt so lonely, there was only one person in her blank memory in this world, and that person was dying.

"Bastard!" She doesn't care about anything, her reason is strained in the girl's head, she wants to kill!

She will use the dirtiest blood to make the creatures that hurt Qin Ziyao pay!

She gripped the hilt of her sword, and in front of her eyes were two shrouds that flickered.

With the sword raised, Takutaan was short, and he passed through the two monsters with an arrow step, and swung ten swords at the back of the shrouded corpse's neck!

The sound of the blade breaking through the air was continuous, and the shrouded corpse flashed again and again, but it still burst out a large pool of unknown liquid, and retreated wildly.

Burst! Takutaan's knife slashed across the Shroud's chest, bringing up a jumble of cloth. The girl stood in complete darkness, her flashlight had been broken by the shroud, it didn't shine a bit, and the glow stick had been trampled to pieces.

She just stood still, closing her eyes.

The Shroud stopped in the darkness, perhaps not understanding what the humans were thinking. But the rising killing intent aroused the fear in the hearts of all living beings.

Takutaan closed his eyes.

Bang bang, bang bang.

It was her heart, beating strongly.

Bang, bang.

This was Qin Ziyao's heartbeat, which was so faint that he could barely hear it.

Sand, rustle.

This is the shroud.

Three o'clock, thirty-two degrees.

Takutaan snapped his eyes open, the blade slashing into the boundless darkness, and a piece of dark yellow flesh fell at the girl's feet.

Elder brother.

Hold on.

Clang!

Takutaan threw the knife in front of him, a crisp sound came, the fishy wind blew on his face, Takutaan didn't have time to draw the knife upward, his head tilted to the left, and a hideous blood mark appeared from the right side of his face!

Scarlet blood dripped on the ground, and the maiden was silent, dancing the warrior's gorgeous dance in the darkness. The sword shadow is flying, this is a person's killing.

This is a person's guardian.