I’m Really Not an Invincible Master

Chapter 585: Corpse Worm

the other side.

Feng Qianqian and others are going back and waiting for the master master to come back by himself.

After all, in the world, it is more difficult to find someone than to climb to the sky.

When a few people came out, they just took the attitude of giving it a try.

I didn't expect to encounter so many terrible things.

Finally, I can only give up.

"Let's go back!"

But at this moment.

Suddenly, Feng Qianqian felt a little itchy feet. She thought it was a normal itching, so she didn't care too much.

It wasn't until I felt that I guessed something with a shell and heard the cracking sound Feng Qianqian felt that something was wrong.

The moment Zhuge Murong just wanted to tell Zhuge Murong, the whole body was suddenly lightly placed on his back by Zhuge Murong.

I saw a lot of bugs on the inside.

The worm is the size of an eye.

And there are a lot of them, they look densely packed, and some are cautious.

Zhuge Murong frowned and said: "There are worms on the ground. They are burial worms that eat corpses."

After finishing speaking, he quickly ran over a piece of buried insects, and the sound of broken shells continued.

Feng Qianqian's heart was no longer attracted by the burial bug and the itching on her feet.

Soon the light entered Feng Qianqian's eyes.

It turned out that Zhuge Murong had walked through countless burial insects and walked out of the dilapidated house behind her back.

The sky at this time was still dark blue, and it should be dark soon.

Zhuge Murong put Feng Qianqian down, Feng Qianqian couldn't stand firmly for a moment and threw herself into Zhuge Murong's arms. The two of them froze at the same time, and both stood in a stalemate for a few seconds.

People outside waited for a while and saw Feng Jiajia slowly approaching with Yang Yingcheng on his back.

Li Mu hurriedly got out of the car to take the lead.

Seeing Yang Yingcheng who had fainted and Feng Jiajia, who had lost a lot of blood and had a pale face, broke into a cold sweat.

He and Zhuge Murong put Yang Yingcheng on the ground and cleaned their wounds with all their strength.

Yang Yingcheng was already unaware, Zhuge Murong fed her water.

He vomited up before he could fully enter the mouth. The situation was very critical.

"Where is Feng Qianqian." Li Mu asked.

"Lost."

As soon as Feng Jiajia opened his mouth, the wound tore open and hissed.

Li Mu's expression instantly became solemn, fortunately to let Zhuge Murong go, otherwise the situation of the three of them would be a thousand times worse than it is now.

Zhuge Murong suddenly said to Li Mu: "Brother, Yang Yingcheng has not been awake, and his breathing is weak."

Li Mu couldn't handle it.

Can Zhuge Murong speak, that proves how serious Yang Yingcheng's injury is.

After careful consideration, he asked Feng Jiajia next to him quietly: "Do you know the route."

The painful Feng Jiajia thought hard, vaguely remembered some, and said intermittently: "Go straight north."

Finally, several people returned to the cottage.

It can be regarded as calming down this thrilling journey.

Perhaps too tired, Zhuge Murong, the deputy, fell asleep by the window.

Feng Qianqian turned her head and glanced at him from time to time, quite thoughtful.

"Who, don't you call me senior brother." Li Mu said half-jokingly.

"Then what do I call you."

"Called handsome guy."

"...Brother, I can't speak nonsense."

"This……"

"Master in charge said that you can't open your eyes and talk nonsense."

"Then why are you talking nonsense, I'm not handsome?"

"Not handsome, brother."

Li Mu glanced at the two who had been in a coma: "Not good. Both of them suffered particularly serious injuries. They should have been stabbed by the thing held in the hands of the man in black."

Seeing her worry, Li Mu specially comforted her: "Don't worry, they fainted after taking the medicine. How long will it take to return to the cottage."

This is supposed to be the outskirts, so there are so many stars in the sky, which are very beautiful.

However, a few people didn't take a few steps, and they suddenly felt unconscious.

So all of them fainted.

Vaguely, Yang Yingcheng seemed to see several figures.

There is no doubt that everyone was shocked by the cold temperament exuding from his whole body.

He was tall and dressed in a seemingly ordinary black cloak, and then he didn't know anything.

When I woke up again, I didn't know how long it had passed.

At this time everyone was in a retro old but not shabby, but the whole was in a room surrounded by darkness.

Yang Yingcheng was asleep on a wooden bed when he woke up.

The **** clothes on his body had been replaced by a black cloak.

I lost my senses when I saw my dress change inexplicably.

Then he jumped off the bed instantly as if struck by lightning, and repeatedly touched himself, and the injured parts were healed.

The whole person was refreshed, but Yang Yingcheng couldn't get happy.

She observed this huge house, giving people an indescribable sense of oppression.

"Where is this place?"

Yes, it is that they exude a cold, sensible sense of oppression.

The person in front of me couldn't see clearly, his eyes didn't have a trace of emotion from beginning to end, he looked at her lightly, and said lightly: "Drink medicine."

He held a bowl in his hand, which was filled with red liquid.

Yang Yingcheng frowned and glanced at him. To be honest, he is very good-looking, maybe because his temperament is too cold-blooded, Yang Yingcheng doesn't like him very much.

"My companion." Yang Yingcheng asked quickly.

"Resting." The caller replied coldly.

"Where is this place, who are you?"

The voice of the incoming person is still cold: "You don't need to know this."

Yang Yingcheng continued to ask, "Are they okay?"

The visitor lowered his head and nodded.

"I'm going to see them." Yang Yingcheng rushed outside in desperation.

When the words fell, the door he had just opened seemed to have received some instructions, and it slammed shut.

Yang Yingcheng knew that he was going to be imprisoned.

"You can't go out." The visitor did not hesitate.

Yang Yingcheng was overwhelmed by his quick answer.

He held the bowl manually and signaled Yang Ying to take the bowl to drink medicine, Yang Yingcheng and Zou Mei

He was silent for a while, and directly stretched the bowl to Yang Yingcheng's mouth, as long as Yang Yingcheng lowered his head gently, he could drink it.

Yang Yingcheng felt that this was an extremely disrespectful and impolite practice. All her attitudes just now proved that she did not want to take medicine.

But he is a wooden fish head, or in his heart, no one can resist him.

Yang Yingcheng felt a puff in her stomach. She raised her head to look at the man who was covering her, smiling somewhat ironically: "Aren't your hands sore." Since he came in, he has been holding a bowl.

"Not sour."

"Drink medicine." The voice was still very weak, but Yang Yingcheng vaguely heard the impatience.

The atmosphere in the room fell into silence again. He put the bowl on the cabinet and stared at Yang Yingcheng sitting on the bed intently.

Yang Yingcheng looked angry, as if he was about to kill.

"What's your name."

"What's your name." The visitor repeated it again.

Yang Yingcheng replied reluctantly: "Yang Yingcheng."

"Why are you here?"

The visitor seemed surprised, a few people would appear here.

"We walked in accidentally after we got lost."

Yang Yingcheng recalled what happened before.

Only this explanation is the most reasonable.