With Qin Shou's departure, only Chen An and Chen Xi were left in the small courtyard of the welfare home.

Chen Xi was in a daze.

Chen An was looking at her in a daze.

A few screams came in.

Immediately after, there was a series of panicked steps.

Chen Xi's empty eyes blinked, and then he reached out and waved them in the air a few times.

Chen An understood and held her hand.

Her lips moved, and she didn't make a sound, but Chen An knew what she was talking about.

She was asking, what's wrong?

Chen An said: "It seems that there is a group of people filming outside. ”

"Filming?"

"Well, filming."

The girl was a little unconvinced, "Now the filming is so big?" ”

"Maybe it's because the actors are more competent, and if they don't shoot the real point, they don't want to go."

Perhaps this explanation was very convincing, Chen Xi nodded and stopped pursuing it.

But she frowned, "They're so noisy." ”

The noisy and chaotic sound outside undoubtedly disturbed the rare time when the girl and Chen An were alone.

This made her a little unhappy.

So Chen An thought about it, picked up the burning stick on the ground that looked very reliable, and then stood up.

He looked at the girl's silky hair, and suddenly reached out and krummed it into a messy chicken nest.

"Then you wait for me, I'll go and calm them down."

The girl did not answer, but took out a small wooden comb from under her skirt and silently took care of her long hair.

Brother An just likes to play tricks on people like this, and when she was a child, she was often bullied by him like this when she was more withdrawn.

Later, when I grew up, I got used to it, and I didn't even bother to accuse.

It doesn't work anyway.

Chen An turned around and walked towards the gate of the welfare home.

The girl's advice came from behind him.

"Brother An, you have to communicate well, you can't fight with people casually."

Chen An paused and said hello.

……

……

"Run!"

"Run!"

This is the only thought in the hearts of those who can still run.

Their bodies were not complete, or their bare arms, or their entire legs, were gnawed by the strange bloody hands.

Except for Zheng Qing and Lin Jingqiu.

A thin layer of turquoise shield roamed around them, and it was this turquoise barrier that protected them from the attacks of the bloody hands.

But this is not a long-term solution.

Zheng Qing, who was in charge of maintaining the spell, had already felt the rapid passage of spiritual power in his body at this time.

In less than three minutes, they will end up being ruthlessly eaten up like everyone else.

Fortunately, the evil cultivator seemed to be deliberately letting them go, but he just hung behind him unhurriedly, and did not use any other means to prevent them from escaping.

During this period, Wang Que and others did not try to shoot with guns, but in the end, the effect they could have was minimal.

It only slowed down the pace of the evil cultivator slightly.

It seems that it is impossible to inflict damage on the other side with thermal weapons.

They are like creatures living at different latitudes, with an insurmountable chasm.

Suddenly, the running girl let out an exclamation, she was already frightened by this scene and her legs and stomach trembled, and now she was even more careless, and fell straight to the ground.

She clutched her broken knees, and the pain that pierced her heart couldn't stop coming.

What's worse is that she seems to have broken her foot, and she can't walk for a short time.

Zheng Qing secretly screamed badly, quickly stopped, and returned to Lin Jingqiu's side.

And after a moment's delay, the bloody hands that followed behind had already followed, and the dense and terrifying mouthparts loomed.

Zheng Qing pinched the law with his hand, and a towering tree appeared out of thin air, and the turquoise barrier around them was also condensed.

Blocked the strange and terrifying bloody hands for them.

Seeing this, the others suddenly ran faster.

There is absolutely no thought of reaching out.

At the moment of life and death, who cares if you live or die?

Only the strong man named Daniel Zhang flashed a trace of ruthlessness under his eyes.

He turned around suddenly, wanting to scoop up Zheng Qing and the others, but the next moment, countless bloody hands were like maggots attached to the bones, about to cling to his ankles.

Daniel Zhang suddenly felt a tingling of his scalp, and the courage he had just mustered was lost, and he continued to run towards the welfare home.

After all, compared to the current purgatory on earth, the quiet welfare home is like the only pure land in the world.

In the pulling and encirclement of bloody hands, Zheng Qing looked at Daniel Zhang's departing back, his heart was bitter, and a touch of despair appeared in his eyes.

She doesn't blame Daniel Zhang, nor does she blame others for not wanting to help.

At this time, everyone is a mud bodhisattva crossing the river and it is difficult to protect themselves, who can take a shot?

Moreover, as ordinary people, they have no way to deal with this strange bloody hand.

"Senior sister, leave me alone, you can leave quickly."

The girl sat on the ground in despair, her eyes fluttering with tears in her eyes.

She secretly scolded herself, why did she meddle in her business and come here, maybe she would end her life.

Woooooooo

I knew that I wouldn't care about Chen An, but now I haven't even seen anyone's face, so I will return to my hometown and die young......

And maybe Chen An is not in the welfare home at all at this time, maybe he will run somewhere......

Lin Jingqiu's nose twitched, she was indeed much more mature than her peers, but after all, she was just a flower girl.

Faced with this situation, he was already frightened and had no master.

Zheng Qing was much calmer, although she also knew that the situation was not optimistic, she still opened her mouth to comfort: "Xiaoqiu, don't panic, this evil cultivator has made a lot of noise, and the master must have noticed it." ”

"And you can also drive spiritual power, as long as we take turns to activate this protective magic weapon, we will hold on until the master arrives, and there will be no chance of survival."

……

……

On the other side, Wang Que and others were still running.

Fortunately, the welfare home and the commissary were very close to each other, and they were about to get into it.

But even if you escape into a welfare home, is it really useful?

Wang Que didn't dare to think about this answer, and he didn't want to think about it.

Fear has long filled everyone's hearts, making them unable to think calmly, so they have to run for their lives.

Even if they knew that this was a trap arranged for them by the evil cultivator, they could only go up first.

Otherwise, the thick, smelly bloody hands on the ground alone would have devoured them completely.

The crowd who fled for their lives stopped at the gate of the welfare home.

Because at the location of the gate, there stood a strange boy with a wooden stick.

The wooden stick was crooked and black, and people couldn't help but think of whether it was a random one from the stove.

The young man leaned against the door, his expression calm, and looked up at the blood-red sky.

Behind him, the big old iron door was wide open.

(End of chapter)