looked like she was ready to fight, but there were tears in her eyes, and the whole person almost shrank behind her.

Shi Yi: "......"

Looking at someone's shaking hands, for some reason, Shi Yi suddenly felt that if this guy went to the cafeteria to cook, he would probably be a good hand.

Looking at the poor bastard's look like I would protect you from all disasters even if you were abandoned, that damn guilt instantly came to the tip of my heart.

Emma, it's amazing!

Could it be that this person can also read minds!?

Pretend to be pitiful and foul!

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The game is in the early morning of the thirteenth day.

The game breaks the original stalemate, the plants accelerate the alienation, and those gentle and harmless flowers become the existence standing at the top of the food chain.

And the human beings who died at the beginning began to alienate, controlled by vines, like evil ghosts crawling out of hell, biting people when they see them, and going crazy when they see blood.

"What to do? We're surrounded! "The half-collapsed hut was flooded with a new group of people, most of whom had escaped from the temple, including the man who had occupied the temple and demanded food for the king.

The man was a tall, thin man with a fierce face, a slender stick of grass in his mouth, and a pair of eyes that looked impatiently at the people around him who were trembling.

The most eye-catching thing is the weapon in his hand, a sharp long sword.

This is not much more advanced than the small kitchen knife in Shi Yi's hand.

At least this thing will not necessarily spill blood on the body if it goes down with a sword.

"What to do? Brother Cheng, this dilapidated house can't last long, should we rush out? The little attendant who followed Cheng Yan spoke in a suppressed voice.

"Rush?" Cheng Yan seemed to be looking at a mentally retarded person: "What the fuck, you give me a try?" If I can get out, I still need to get in here? Damn, these shit things are unconscious, how many are hacked to death, you tell me how to rush!? ”

Cheng Yan, who spoke, was a little irritable that he couldn't suppress.

"Your Highness, he seems to be the adjutant general under the command of the Chief Soldier." Qu Zexi, who was hiding at the end, glanced at Shi Yi, and then said softly.

"How do you know?" A palace concubine, if she is favored, is fine, but the problem is not only not favored, but also a widow in the cold palace, how to recognize such a small person?

"Before Zexi entered the palace, my father was kind to this deputy general, and he came to the palace a few times, so he thought he knew it." Qu Zexi lowered his eyes and made a look of reminiscing about the past.

Shi Yi just glanced at Qu Zexi and didn't say much.

The two of them had just finished whispering, and the little follower over there was already yelling at a loss.

"Bang!" The sound of hitting the plank suddenly sounded, and the people standing closer to the door almost screamed in fright, but fortunately, the people next to them reacted in time and covered their mouths.

And the room, where there was still some sound, instantly fell silent.

"Ahhh~" The sound of nails scraping the wooden plank, like a stone falling into calm water, splashed, and rippled round after circle, and everyone's heart trembled fiercely.

A pair of eyes stared at the wooden door, and the uneasiness quickly spread through the crowd.

"Your Highness......" Qu Zexi took a few steps closer to Shi Yi, the palm in his sleeve, his index finger moved slightly, and then rolled up, his eyes moved slightly, good show...... Here we go.

"Keep up." Shi Yi only had time to give an order, and it seemed to be calm, but in fact, the palms of the hands holding the handle of the knife were sweating.

"Ah~" one after another, piercing and sharp, just hearing this, you can imagine that groups of 'people' with stiff faces and no consciousness stretched out their long and sharp nails, scratching the wooden board in front of them again and again.

I couldn't help but shiver.

"What to do!?" A crying voice trembled.

"When they come in, we're dead!" There was desperation in the man's tone.

"Speak quietly, but don't forget those horrible vines above our heads!" One of them gritted his teeth and reminded.