Now I panicked, even though I have infinite strength, even if I don't know how tired I will be for a while, but they can't beat each one to death, where is this head?

Now that I'm completely sure it's just a dream, how could such a thing happen in reality? Even if they were beaten with iron, I should have beaten them to pieces.

In this way, surrounded by this strange crowd, I kept fighting with them, and one after another fell in front of me, some of them would stand up immediately, and some of them would be trampled on by the crowd behind me before they could get up.

The sound of terrible roars, the sound of falling to the ground, the sound of fighting, all kinds of sounds filled my ears, and I became more and more annoyed. I kept waving my fists to repel those who rushed in front of me, and at the same time I had to guard against attacks from behind, although their force was limited, but there were too many of them, and gradually as time passed, my body actually felt surprisingly tired.

I have a bad heart, I will definitely die if I continue like this, and being tired can also exhaust me to death, what can I do? It's just a dream, but it doesn't seem that simple, and God knows what would happen if I died in a dream.

At this time, I suddenly felt that my back became heavy, and the feeling was not that I was being caught or beaten, but that a heavy object appeared on my back out of thin air. I subconsciously touched it with my backhand and actually touched the backpack.

Surprised, I thought about it, it's just a dream, and it's normal for any accident to happen.

Just as my hand was about to leave my bag, I touched two finger-thick wooden poles, and I chuckled in my heart, aren't these the two black flags I got under the square?

I dodged the crowd around me and carefully pulled out the flag, not asking me why I did it, in fact, I don't know, it seems that this action is not a command from my brain, but another me.

The moment I held the two black flags, the accident happened. All the people around them suddenly stopped moving, including the sound.

Everything was calm again, calmer than when I first woke up, but the atmosphere was much weirder than it had been. There was a lifeless crowd in front of me, most of them were standing still, and some of them were still in their original positions before I had time to get up.

I was confused by this sudden change, looking at the two black flags in my hands, although I didn't feel the wind at the moment, but the flags were still shaking slowly, is all this due to it?

At this time, my heart can be described as surprised and happy, I didn't expect that the power of this black flag is so great, and I am happy that I am finally out of trouble. Frankly speaking, I was really scared enough just now, although I experienced death once, but there was no warning before death at that time, far from feeling the death a little bit approaching and terrible like just now, although it was just a dream.

Slowly taking a few steps back, I sat down on the ground, panting deeply, feeling pain all over my body, damn, this is the first time I have been so tired since I came to this world.

After observing for a while, and seeing that the guys didn't seem to want to move again, I finally let out a long breath and began to study the flag in my hand.

I remember when I got it under the square, I also saw its effect on stopping zombie attacks, but I didn't expect it to be useful to these guys, presumably they are not human, and they are also similar to zombies.

So, if the corpse is the same thing as them, then he's not a human either?

I was taken aback by my own thoughts, recalling every move of leading the corpse, the expression on his face, it really didn't look like a living person, I said how he was so ruthless, when I was shaken by the soul bell and fell to the ground, he didn't stop, it turned out to be a guy without a little human touch.

Although I am not really a living person, I am much stronger than him, at least more human than him.

Thinking about it, I suddenly burst out happy, this is a dream, how can I still take it seriously, it's really ridiculous.

But ......, but when will I wake up? My heart sank, seeing that this dream is so real, I can't never wake up, right?

Everyone has a problem, that is, when they encounter something, they always don't feel that they think about the bad side, just like me at this time. If you can't wake up from this dream, then the coke will be bigger, and I don't know what the hell this is, anyway, it doesn't look like it's a human world, maybe it's a netherworld.

When I remembered that when I first crawled out of the tomb, I also thought that I was dreaming, and I also wondered if this was the underworld, how did it feel so similar to now?

No, I can't stay here like this, I have to find a way to wake up, I hurriedly got up from the ground, I heard that I would wake up by jumping down from a high place in a dream, I don't know if there is a cliff here.

Looking around, this look found something unusual, in the blurred vision in the distance, there was a humanoid black shadow quite eye-catching, although the surroundings were also very dark, but his figure was still quite obvious.

Looking at that strange shadow, it seems to be very familiar, where have you seen it? I thought about it, and it seemed like the man's name was on my lips, but I just couldn't remember it.

A dark shadow was slowly approaching me in the air, like a dark cloud, but I was sure it wasn't a cloud. As he got closer, his figure became more pronounced.

It was a slender and long figure, and since he was in the air, I could not judge his height, but I could tell from the proportions that his body was not long and thin, but thin like a matchstick, and his limbs were even thinner, and he waved in front of him very strangely.

He had a donkey-like head, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and his chin was almost up to his chest.

Why is this image so familiar? I seem to have seen him just now, but why can't I remember him? I scratched my head in a hurry, the feeling of remembering it seemed so deep that I couldn't remember it.

It's strange that when I saw such a strange thing, not only did I not be afraid, but I felt that he was a trustworthy person.

The speed of the black shadow was very slow, and it took him half a day to get closer, and he stopped in mid-air about a few hundred meters away from me. For some reason, at this time, I subconsciously revered this shadow, as if I had seen a martial arts master I had admired for a long time, or maybe he was a teacher who had a good understanding of me.

To be honest, I didn't feel this way when I saw Hu Daxian.

The black shadow in the air can only see an outline, and he can only judge from the outline that he is a person, and the other five appearances and the dress are basically indistinguishable.

He was silent in the air for a long time, and suddenly he made a few strange noises, as if he were talking to me, but I didn't understand them at all.

I looked at him stupidly, he didn't care if I understood it or not, he kept talking to himself, and it took a long time to wave the slender arm, I suddenly felt my brain buzz, and then my eyes went black, and I fell asleep.