She opened her mouth wide to scream, but she couldn't make the slightest sound. The headless corpse drew closer and closer, and suddenly a long tongue protruded from the carrying head. His tongue was covered with foul-smelling slime, and after licking Akane's face, it wrapped tightly around her neck and lifted her off the ground.

Yiqian's feet gradually hung in the air, and she kicked her legs wildly, her hands flapping wildly, and she struggled in pain and twisting. Her tongue tightened tighter and tighter, her eyes darkened, her breathing stopped, she gradually lost consciousness, and her whole body stopped struggling after a few convulsions.

After a few dozen breaths, the head retracted its tongue, and Yiqian collapsed to the ground, no longer able to beat or breathe. The headless corpse walked up to Akane's corpse, bent down, and a black shadow flew out of the bloody neck cavity and burrowed into her body. The headless corpse fell with a bang, leaving only the bleeding human head flying out of the window.

At this time, Yiqian, who was already dead, suddenly opened her eyes, straightened her body, and stood up straight. Her pupils turned up, and only the whites of her bloodshot eyes could be seen. Then he moved his stiff body step by step and walked towards Miss Qianze's room.

Qian Ze suffers from nocturnal wandering syndrome and needs to take tranquilizers and sleep aids all year round. Coupled with the continuous travel in recent days, she felt quite tired and slept a lot deeper.

Yiqian pushed the door in, walked stiffly to Qianze's bed, and stared at Miss with rolled eyes. Her expression was very tangled, and the muscles on her face twisted in pain.

A black aura floated from her forehead, and the last shred of her sanity disappeared. She slowly stretched out her hands and pinched the young lady's neck. Suddenly, a light purple halo emanated from Qian Ze's body, and her hands flicked away vigorously. With a thud, the skin she touched the halo turned charred and blackened, and black blood flowed out.

Qian Ze, who was sleeping, seemed to have a sense, she opened her hazy eyes, and saw the maid looking at her with dead fish-like eyes. Qian Ze screamed in fright and fainted directly,

Yiqian saw that Qianze had a magic weapon to protect his body, and he couldn't do anything. Decisively climbed out of the window, jumped over the fence of the inn in a few arrow steps, and disappeared into the vast night in the blink of an eye. Fortunately, the possessed Yiqian escaped in time, so that she inadvertently escaped.

Soon after, Yiqian woke up slowly, but she seemed to have forgotten what had just happened, and her eyes were blank and dazed.

She sat up slowly from the bed and walked towards the door. It was midnight, the moon was obscured by dark clouds, and outside the inn was a dark and dead forest.

Qianze was dragged by something invisible, and walked towards the depths of the dense forest. "Is it nocturnal wandering syndrome?" Yunfeng, who followed behind her, carefully observed her every move. The moment she screamed before, Yun Feng had already woken up and noticed the anomaly here, and he was dressed in a hidden spirit robe, and followed her all the way out of the inn.

It was very cold in the woods at night, but Qianze, who was wearing thin clothes, didn't feel the cold at all, and she kept walking in a certain direction.

After about half an hour, Qian Ze finally stopped in front of a mound of dirt. The clouds and wind looked around, and this was actually a mass grave, and in front of Qian Ze was a newly buried cemetery. She bowed her head mechanically and began to dig up the floating soil on the grave with her hands. Yun Feng didn't expect that a weak rich lady on weekdays would be so agile.

With just a stick of incense, the entire grave had been dug open by her, revealing a scarlet coffin. Qian Ze's blank eyes revealed a hint of excitement.

She actually pulled out the nails on the coffin one by one with her bare hands, and kicked the lid of the coffin away, revealing the corpse inside. The clouds and wind were far away, and they could only vaguely see with their divine senses that there was a woman in red in the coffin.

She had apparently just died, her muscles had just rotted, and she was crawling with red corpses, wriggling and gnawing on the rotting corpses. Qian Ze's eyes lit up, and he tore off a large piece of carrion mixed with corpse insects with his hands, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it with relish.

Looking at the black corpse blood flowing from the corners of Qian Ze's mouth, the term "night tour scavenging" appeared in Yun Feng's mind, he had seen such records in the sect's classics. Under normal circumstances, only people with pure yin bodies, because they can't get enough yin qi cultivation, will instinctively look for dead corpses and carrion at night to make up for the lack of yin qi in their bodies.

The sleepwalker must not be disturbed, otherwise the soul will be unstable and cause confusion, so Yun Feng can only watch her eat the whole corpse. Qian Ze seemed to be very satisfied, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and got up to prepare to return to the inn.

Suddenly, a "da-da-da" sound came from far and near, and the sound was magical, making Yunfeng's heart begin to beat with its rhythm. Qian Ze heard the voice and stopped the steps he was about to move forward. Suddenly, she fell to the ground in pain with her head in her hands, and rolled over.

Yun Feng knew that something was wrong, and was about to step forward to rescue, but the strange sound suddenly disappeared, and Qian Ze no longer struggled. A little, she seemed to return to normal and stood up. However, her eyes were very different from before, looking at the dark environment around her, she actually showed an extremely frightened look.

Yunfeng secretly said that it was not good, she must have woken up from sleepwalking. Such a weak woman appeared in a deserted mass grave late at night, and I don't know if my heart can withstand such a huge pressure.

Sure enough, a sharp call broke the silence under the night sky. Qian Ze, who had completely regained his senses, stumbled in a certain direction in a panic. At this time, the sound of "Da Da Da" remembered again, and it was not far from the two of them.

Yun Feng hurriedly used the Earth Escape Technique, hiding himself underground, facing an unknown enemy, he did not dare to make a rash move, and still decided to wait and see what happened. Qian Ze also seemed to sense something abnormal, and she picked up a dry branch from the ground and leaned against a large trunk. She looked at the eerie surroundings with a trembling body, and her heart was full of loneliness and despair.

As the sound of Dada got closer and closer, Qian Ze saw the most terrifying scene in his life: a slender stick was inserted into a human head with bleeding seven orifices and distorted facial features. One of the head's eyeballs had fallen out of its socket and hung on its face and swayed from side to side. Each time the stick jumped forward, it struck the ground with a clattering sound.

The stick shook its eyes and jumped towards Qian Ze. At the same time, from a corner of the half-step inn, several ghosts poured out, and they were divided into several groups and secretly attacked the rooms of Li Shufeng, Fengma, and the guards.