This kind of security is only temporary, and the door behind it will not last long.

The tongue of fire gradually stretched in front of them, and some players couldn't help but start complaining.

"I knew I shouldn't have come."

"I didn't want to come, but when I saw you all coming, I followed." As he spoke, the man also glanced at the martial arts.

"What now? Is everyone dying here? ”

The gate was of iron, and if it had been made of wood, they would have rushed over and burned it with torches.

"They had premeditated, we shouldn't have come out!"

Several people looked at Wu Dong Fengyun with the same hatred, their eyes were vicious, and they completely regarded Wu Dong Fengyun as an enemy.

Song Qi knew that such a thing would happen, and he didn't care about it, and now it is the right way to get out.

There were still torches thrown in outside the courtyard wall, Song Qi glanced at it, his heart moved, and the torch turned around and fell outside.

But she can only control one at a time, and the torches are thrown in a dozen or so, and her little golden finger is useless.

There was a scream outside, and it seemed that the torch had just hit someone.

Hearing that scream, the players who were still fighting looked over one after another.

They are now shrunk on the steps, with nothing but black dog blood, which is the mineral water left over from the last game.

But the oil is burning underneath, and watering is useless.

Wu Dongfeng looked at the player who had just sarcastically mocked him, and said coldly: "Even if you don't come out, stay in the courtyard today, they can directly set fire to the courtyard, so many villagers, what do you think are the chances of you surviving?" ”

The man choked, then stiffened his neck and said, "Isn't it a dead end now?" ”

Wu Dongfeng glanced outside, the villagers no longer threw torches inside, probably thinking that it was enough, he took off his coat, extinguished the small fire, and walked down.

Seeing him do this, players who are still willing to believe in martial arts have followed suit.

Song Qi took out his clothes from his backpack and walked towards the flames on the ground.

There were some safe areas on the ground in the courtyard, no one spoke, and they all held their breath.

I was complaining about the martial arts just now, but now I was embarrassed to stand on it, so I came down silently to help.

Wu Dongfeng did not show his attitude, but just silently did his own thing.

The villagers who were in charge of throwing torches and pouring oil on the village looked at the village chief.

"Village Chief, why is there no movement inside?"

The village chief rubbed his cane and did not speak.

"Didn't burn to death that soon, did you? Or was it eaten by zombies? Someone couldn't help but say.

"Wait." The village soothed them.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a clattering sound from the big iron gate.

The village chief hurriedly said, "Throw torches at the gate!" ”

But he was still a step late, and the big iron door fell down with a bang, and all the players moved in unison, and there were a few powerful golden fingers inside, and this door still couldn't withstand their slashing like that.

After the player came out, he saw a lot of villagers, and they were angry, but now the time is urgent, and it is difficult to say anything.

The door of the Buddha hall behind was slammed open, and those zombies were afraid of the sun outside, and only dared to stand there and grin.

The villagers are too frightened to go in, and the player has already run away.

They were going to go to the exit of the village.

When they finally got there, a transparent barrier blocked their way.

As before, there was no way to leave the village until the allotted time.

Ask for collections, ask for tickets, ask for rewards~

Two thousand words after twelve o'clock, shallow plus a more ~

(End of chapter)