Yang Hao was simply furious at the moment, and scolded the three generations of Huang Ranran's ancestors in his heart, how could he give birth to such a thing that harmed others and himself?

"Ouch ouch" There was a wail from the darkness, but it didn't sound like it was in pain like being trampled on a belly, it seemed like it was just moaning without illness. Yang Hao didn't care about him, but went to find Fu Ying.

"Yingying, where are you?" Yang Hao cried out anxiously into the darkness. The panic just now made his flashlight not know where it rolled down.

Suddenly, he felt a soft thing bump on his chest, he was startled, and when he wanted to raise the muzzle of the gun in his hand, he heard a gentle voice: "Brother Yang, it's me." ”

"Yingying, are you okay?" Yang Hao heard Fu Ying's voice, and the stone hanging on his heart also put down. Because when he heard Fu Ying's voice, he could be sure that she was fine, and the reason why he wanted to ask again was just a matter of habit.

"Snap" Fu Ying threw a cold firework into the darkness, illuminating the surrounding space. She has always disliked using flashlights, and always carries cold fireworks with her. Because with a flashlight, there will always be a time when the battery will be exhausted, and it is not as good as this cold light source.

I saw that Fu Ying was intact, not even a little dust, and it seemed that she was not hit by Huang Ranran. Huang Ran ran rolled on the ground like a dead dog, but his belly was intact, and he didn't look like he had been trampled on, just some dirt on his body.

Yang Hao's head got bigger: "Yingying, I just stepped on someone's belly, I thought it was Huang Ranran, didn't I step on him?"

Fu Ying said: "It's not him." ”

"Who's that?"

"Don't talk, I feel like there's something wrong with the atmosphere. Fu Ying's expression suddenly became a little nervous.

Yang Hao was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"You smell it, what's in the air?"

Yang Hao stretched out his nose and sniffed, and suddenly said vigilantly: "Well, it's the smell of corpses!"

His eyes looked around and he saw a figure lying at the foot of the steps. The man was lying on his back with his face facing the sky, and a huge opening in his belly was open, and a lot of thick, thick black liquid was pouring out of the mouth, and the smell was coming from the black liquid!

"God, it turned out to be him who was trampled on by me!" Yang Hao was dumbfounded.

The figure was supposed to be a corpse, not a living person. Because living people don't emit the smell of corpses. So how could there be such a corpse here, and how long has this corpse been here?

The clothes on the surface of the corpse seemed to be completely muddy, but a slight outline or fragment could still be discerned.

The clothes have been mudded or fossilized, indicating that the time of this person's death is definitely not a day or two, nor a year or two, but probably decades or hundreds of years, maybe even longer.

But why didn't the corpse decompose after being preserved for so long?

"Because this is a place to raise corpses!" Fu Ying seemed to know the question in Yang Hao's heart, and spoke it out for him.

Yang Hao nodded, as if he understood the reason why this corpse did not rot, and at the same time understood one thing.

The corpses in the corpse field are all corpse-changing. In other words, it will become a rice dumpling or a bloody corpse!

However, the liquid that came out of the corpse was black, so the possibility of turning into a bloody corpse was ruled out. However, even if it's not a bloody corpse, it's still another zombie!

Yang Hao: They didn't have any black donkey hooves with them now. But even if you bring that thing, it won't do anything, just like the last time in the Tomb of the Black Demon King.

Superstitious and falsely rumored things are of little use when faced with real danger.

At this time, Huang Ranran also saw the corpse, he had always been timid as a mouse, but this time he was a little sluggish, he just looked at the corpse stupidly and said, "Hey, who is that person, why did he lie on the ground?"

Since he was lying on the side of the corpse, he did not see the open opening in the corpse's belly. He was just over a meter away from the corpse.

Yang Hao stared at the corpse for a while, and suddenly felt his heart skip a beat! Because he actually saw the corpse's fingers move!

Fu Ying also saw this scene, and hurriedly shouted at Huang Ranran: "Brother Huang, get up quickly, leave him!"

Huang ran but didn't care: "Is this person dead? He is not scary when he is alive, but he will be scary when he dies?"

Yang Hao also shouted: "Huang Run, you get up quickly! People are not scary when they are alive, but they are scary when they die!"

"Kosi, you're scaring me too, hehe. Huang ran ran and still refused to get up.

At this time, the corpse had already sat up, and stretched out its arm to the side of Huang Ranran, and its fingertips had almost hit Huang Ranran's face!

And Huang Ran ran still didn't realize it, just stupid there.

Yang Hao hurriedly pulled the trigger: "Woohoo!" The two bullets flew over with a whistling, and the pinna of Huang Ran hit the claw, bouncing the claw away.

Huang ran ran still burned his cheeks by the gunpowder gas of the bullet, and he screamed in pain: "Ouch, it's so hot! Why are you shooting at me?"

"You bastard, look at what's behind you?" Yang Hao was annoyed that Huang Ran ran had not achieved enough and failed just now, and immediately called him a naïve egg, while continuing to shoot at the zombie.

The bullets almost hit the zombie, but the zombie's body looked like it was made of pig iron, and the bullets not only could not hurt it, but instead sparked.

"Brother Yang, hit it in the eye!" Fu Ying shouted and fired two crossbow arrows, which accurately hit the zombie's two eyes - of course, it was not as simple as just shooting the eyeballs, but piercing the skull and directly hitting some material in its brain. It was this material control that turned it from a lifeless corpse to a zombie!

"Oops, ghost!" Huang ran and frightened, howling and pounced in the direction of Yang Hao and Fu Ying. Looking at his posture, it seems that he is going to pounce on Fu Ying's body.

Yang Hao hurriedly pulled Fu Ying behind him, dodged the impact of Huang Ranran, and at the same time knocked Huang Ranran to the side with an elbow, and shouted: "Huang Ranran, I really want to kill you!"

Huang Ran didn't mean to pounce on Fu Ying's body, he was drunk by Yang Hao at the moment, he knew that he was ugly, and hurriedly laughed and said: "Kesi, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, you also know that I am as timid as a mouse, such a terrifying ghost is behind me, how can I not be afraid?"

"Don't talk nonsense, get out of the way, it's here again!" Yang Hao snorted coldly, and the muzzle of the gun in his hand spewed out tongues of fire again.

Two gunshots rang out, and another zombie fell in front of the alleyway. This time Yang Hao had experience, and both bullets accurately hit the zombie's eyes, and the zombie became a real zombie corpse, and it would never hurt people again.

"Brother Yang, let's go!" Fu Ying also killed a zombie with a crossbow arrow, and said eagerly to Yang Hao.

Yang Hao nodded: "Let's go!" and Fu Ying walked over the corpses of the zombies and walked forward quickly.

"Wait for me!" Huang ran ran and hurriedly followed.

"Brother Yang, flashlight. Fu Ying had already found Yang Hao's flashlight and handed it over to Yang Hao. And Huang Ran ran was naturally empty, without any light source in his hand, so he could only stumble forward in the dark. So he didn't take a few steps before he fell several times.

"Brother Huang, take this. Fu Ying handed a fluorescent stick to Huang Ran's runner.

Huang Ran didn't know how to use it, so he threw this thing out casually.

"Brother Huang, I let you hold it in your hand, why did you throw it away?" Fu Ying exclaimed in surprise.

"What? You want to hold it in your hand? I just saw you throw it out?" Huang ran his head and crawled into the darkness, intending to pick up the glow stick.

"Don't go over!" Yang Hao suddenly shouted.

Before the shouting was finished, he only heard a strong cold wind rolling through the darkness, and Huang Ran seemed to be swept by something fiercely, and then felt a slender, smooth and sticky thing wrap around him.

"Snake!" Huang Run's first feeling was a snake. Immediately, there was an unusually ugly sound, crying not like crying, laughing not like laughing. Before he could come to his senses, he felt himself lifted off the ground by something, and rose head and foot into the air.

Yang Hao only heard the sound of Huang running running from a high altitude, and couldn't help but be taken aback, and when he wanted to take a good look at it with a flashlight, he only felt that he was also swept away by a cold wind - because he was not on guard, he was swept away, and he couldn't control his body at all. Just as he thought he was going to slam to the ground like a scale, something like a string came out of the air and wrapped him around like a dumpling. Then he was lifted into the air top-heavy, not touching the sky or the ground.

In such a situation, it is impossible for people to rescue themselves by their own strength, and the only thing they can rely on is the help of external forces. The external force that Yang Hao is looking forward to at this moment is, of course, Fu Ying.

But he clearly heard Fu Ying also let out an exclamation, and then felt Fu Ying's voice also reach the air. It seems that Fu Ying has also been plotted against like herself!

"Yingying, how are you?" Yang Hao hurriedly shouted into the darkness.

"Brother Yang, are you ...... Myself...... Be careful......" Fu Ying's voice came intermittently, as if she was under a heavy oppression, which made her unable to speak smoothly.

When Yang Hao was worried about Fu Ying's situation, he was also quickly lifted into the air by a strong force, and something seemed to be laughing smugly in the darkness, and then he felt something hard hit his body. At the same time, there is some kind of fishy, smelly, sticky liquid dripping on himself!

Under the shock, Yang Hao's hands shook desperately, and his body swayed like a pendulum, preventing that thing from killing him. In his hecticism, he touched two hard hook-like things, thicker than the horns of a cow. It dawned on him that it might be some kind of creature's fangs!