"Brother Mo, Brother Mo, what's wrong with you?" Ma Cai called in a low voice and patted Chen Mo's body.

"Nothing!" Chen Mo swallowed his saliva and forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart.

Everything in front of me is really a bit terrifying and hard to accept.

A person who was killed more than half a year ago, and now he is standing alive in front of his eyes, this kind of thing is completely contrary to common sense.

Although Chen Mo knew that this world was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, the scene in front of him was indeed a little too weird.

Chen Mo could be sure that he had definitely not recognized the wrong person, and he remembered this very well, the other party was the person he and Zhao Yu had killed together.

Even if the other party was stabbed and didn't die, and he was able to live in this lifeless Qingzhou, he didn't know how to live for more than half a year.

But there is still one thing that is not clear, that is, the other party's eyes are still intact and there is no damage.

There are only two possibilities for this to happen, either the other party has an ability to resurrect from the dead, or the other party has some kind of ability to recover from their injuries in overspeed.

The latter should not be possible, and if there is, then it should have been discovered when he did it to him in the first place.

Then the only possibility is the former.

"Fellow, do you still know me?" Chen Mo stepped forward and showed a smile and shouted from afar.

"I haven't seen you before, did we know each other before?" The man wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and asked curiously.

"How long have you been here, why don't you find a way to live?" Chen Mo asked from afar, and did not approach the other party rashly.

He could clearly perceive the other party's malice towards him, which was the look of himself as food.

"yes, why?" After listening to Chen Mo's words, he also fell into thought.

However, he didn't hesitate for long, he stopped thinking about this problem, and rushed towards Chen Mo with appetite in his eyes.

It's just that he can walk faster at most.

"Don't come here!" Ma Cai scolded loudly, clenching the blade in his hand.

Although the other party seems to be an extremely thin victim, he can still appear here in Qingzhou, where all the victims are either dead or fleeing.

It's a little weird no matter how you look at it.

Even if the other party is not the bandit they are looking for, they will never be a good person.

"Ho-ho!" There was an extremely weird, hoarse roar from the other party's throat, like a beast, not like a human voice.

The rest of the soldiers also surrounded each other with weapons in their hands, and Chen Mo was on guard, staring at each other tightly.

The other party seems to be very weak, when he and Zhao Yu joined forces to kill each other, the other party was not very strong, just an ordinary disaster victim.

But the fact that the other party can come back from the dead and reappear in front of him proves that it is very weird.

So as long as there is the slightest mistake, Chen Mo will flee without hesitation.

He quietly stepped back, leaving room for the rest of the recruits to flex.

The man was weak and moved slowly.

"Do it." Chen Mo spoke without hesitation.

Even if the other party comes back from the dead now, he will try to kill the other party again to see if the other party will be resurrected again.

In addition, it is also necessary to see how the other person is resurrected and why he will not know himself after being resurrected.

The horse's wealth ran through his body, and the spear in his hand slammed forward.

The other party does not seem to be a bandit, but in this case, if he reprimands them and does not retreat, and still wants to attack them, then he should be killed.

"Whew!" Ma Cai held a spear in his hand, and a blow pierced through his chest and abdomen, and countless blood surged outward along the tip of the spear.

The rest of the recruits also stabbed, a move they had practiced thousands of times in the boot camp, and now it was as smooth as flowing water.

In just a few breaths, there were several more blood holes on the man's body in an instant.

"Whew!" Several recruits drew their spears in unison, and there was another splatter of flesh and blood.

The man was covered in blood, his body gradually weakened, and his eyes slowly collapsed with anxiety and longing.

Ma Cai's breathing was very rough, and the look in his eyes was very complicated, panicked and nervous, excited, and anxious.

Looking at the broken internal organs on the ground, countless bloody qi rushed into their noses, and they could also feel bursts of nausea surging in.

However, this is not a big problem, the scene in front of them is indeed a little cruel, but it is not unacceptable to them, they have also had the opportunity to see the beheading of death row inmates.

It's just that it takes time to slowly adapt and calm down, and now there is time to adapt, but not necessarily on the battlefield.

When they reach the battlefield, what they see will be ten or even a hundred times more fierce than what is in front of them.

If you can't adapt to even the current ones, then there's no need to go to the battlefield.

It doesn't matter if you are excited, nervous and nauseous now, but if you are too excited and nervous on the battlefield, you will not only lose your own life, but also harm many colleagues.

The defeat is like a mountain, and as long as there is a problem at one point, it will soon expand to a surface.

Looking at the fallen victims in front of him, Chen Mo beckoned a few people to rush to the carriage, while he himself took a few steps back and watched each other from a distance.

Ma Cai and the others quickly brought the carriage to them, while they each stayed in the hut to rest.

After about a quarter of an hour, the man who had collapsed on the ground began to sit up slowly, the blood on the ground still there, but his body was intact.

His eyes were blank, and he stood up straight from the ground.

Although he had expected it in his heart, when he really saw this scene, Chen Mo couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

Ma Cai and several other recruits turned even pale, and even their bodies trembled a little.

The people who had just been killed with their own hands were now standing up alive in front of them, and the impact on them was too great.

"This ......," one of the recruits opened his mouth repeatedly, unable to speak.

They now even suspect in their hearts that this man's unjust spirit has come to them to ask for their lives.

Chen Mo didn't say much, stepped forward and shot him to death again.

Judging from the current situation, the other party is easy to kill, and his strength is not as good as that of ordinary people, just a thin and weak victim.

But there is only one point, that is, the other party can't kill him, at least he can't kill him by conventional means.

"Go catch the carriage, let's go." Chen Mo dragged the other party's body to the shack.

After months of training, it finally took effect, and Ma Cai and the others were afraid, but they were able to move under the order, and they were not so frightened that they collapsed on the ground.

Throwing the other party's corpse into the shack, Chen Mo ripped off part of the thatch of the shack and lit it with the fire fold he carried with him.

The entire shack, along with the corpse and the clothes on it, quickly burst into flames.

Qingzhou is dry, and these thatches are accompanied by wooden pillars that support the thatch. There is no half of the moisture, and now the dry firewood meets the fire, but it will be burned in an instant.

The five recruits were still shaking, and they really didn't understand why what was happening in front of them.

Back from the dead, they had only heard of Mr. Storyteller before, and had never actually seen them.

Chen Mo didn't leave immediately, several recruits really wanted to leave, but Chen Mo didn't leave, and they could only wait.

After another quarter of an hour, the collapsed shack and the thatched thatch, reduced to flying ash, gradually disappeared, and the earth, charred by the flames, returned to its former state.

The entire shack was restored to its previous state, without any traces of burning at all, and the man who had been killed twice in a row was still sitting in the shack at this time, and there was no trace of burning on his body.