Many times, Wu Feng didn't want to look at those poor people hanging on the wall, every time he saw one, Wu Feng's heart would be stabbed, and there was a pale and powerless sense of helplessness, in the face of these people who were about to die, he could only watch it, and this kind of taste was also very uncomfortable.

However, Wu Feng still couldn't help but want to see it, and he didn't know why, so his heart had been struggling on the edge of pain, and in addition, there was also full of anger.

Just like the grandfather said, his biggest weakness is that he is too kind, this is his obsession, so far, Wu Feng feels that he has been able to ignore a lot of things that do not concern him, but when he saw the scene in front of him like a purgatory on earth, the pity that was hidden in the bottom of his heart suddenly burst out, this is an innate nature, no matter what, it can't be eliminated, Wu Feng still found that he was not free enough, and he was easily bound by various emotions.

The two walked very silently, and they didn't say a word for a long time, Liao Xiaoniu also felt that such a picture couldn't bear to look at directly, so he kept his head down, no longer looking at the people hanging on both sides of the road, he felt scared, afraid that he would be like them by an iron hook through the collarbone, hanging on the wall like a piece of bacon, and then a tentacle reached in from the back of the heart, sucking himself into a dry corpse.

Therefore, he didn't dare to look at it, if the end was like this, he would rather cut himself off than suffer from this torture that was more painful than Ling Chi.

I don't know when, the road became even more cold, and the qi condensed into a piece of hoarfrost, Wu Feng didn't feel anything, because the true qi was full, but he was not afraid of this coldness, and Liao Xiaoniu couldn't bear it, his body was shaking badly, and his body was injured, and he was a little unfavorable when he walked.

I don't know how long I walked, the people hanging on both sides of the road are no longer dry corpses, but they look very thin, and their bodies can move, especially a pair of hands, swinging back and forth, inadvertently, Wu Feng suddenly saw a few special people, the clothes they wore were more familiar, all of them were monk robes, and all of them were big bald.

The reason why he is familiar with their clothes is because Wu Feng once saw the monks in the temple when he was in Xingguo Temple, and the monk robes they wore were exactly the same as those worn by these monks in front of him.

At the beginning, Master Mo Chen of Xingguo Temple just said that they had lost nearly half of their men and horses, and it was estimated that they did not expect that someone was not dead, but was brought back here by Li Laoni.

Soon, Wu Feng stopped all those zombies, walked to the side of those great monks, and looked carefully, they were all still alive, and even the wound through the collarbone was still bleeding bright red blood.

Wu Feng stood in front of a big monk who looked very angry, the big monk's eyes were open, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and blood slowly overflowed from his mouth, as soon as he saw Wu Feng, the big monk's eyes suddenly turned a little, and he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word, and then blood flowed out of his mouth, and his head shrugged down, as if he had to open his mouth, and it would take all the strength of his body.