The male sword fairy in the feminist world

Chapter 1031 Cannibalism
All of them looked dull and speechless, feeling as if they had lost all color and their faces were pale.Looking around, I didn't see any normal people.Touch their bodies, it's very cold, as if they just came out of the cellar.

Mind is out of order.Start walking like a robot, one step at a time.

Seeing them like this, Qin Qing felt like an ancient zombie, and felt a little lucky that he covered his mouth and nose in time.

Do you want me to be like this at this time, like a zombie, neither human nor ghost.

Suddenly thinking that all the friends around her have become like this, Qin Qing couldn't help but worry, what are they doing?

Also, how to save them?
Looking around, it seems that Qin Qing is the only one who hasn't mutated into that way. He really can't do much by himself, but a few can stop it, and he can detoxify himself.

But there are tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of people, before they can be detoxified one by one, Qin Qing himself has already finished playing.

Qin Qing drove Wushuangjian with spiritual energy, and hurriedly drove Wushuangjian to the corner of the room where there was no one, first to save his own life, and then to observe carefully in secret.

It's not that I don't trust them, it's because I'm not sure what the hell the white smoke was floating above my head just now. Looking at them now, they should be completely sane.

In case of a real fight, they will still be outnumbered and defeated alone.

Suddenly, before even Qin Qing could react, the blood color returned to everyone's face, their bodies no longer became stiff, and their movements began to become soft and smooth.

Qin Qing was still covering his mouth and nose. From the moment he found Bai Yan, he tightly covered his mouth and nose with his hands. Although it was difficult to breathe, it was better than turning into a zombie.

The key is that Qin Qing is the only one who is awake now, and whether Qin Qing can save them is the key.

Seeing them gradually returning to normal, Qin Qinggang planned to put his hands down and go to discuss with the group of spirit warriors.

Wushuang's sword stood in front of him, signaling to Qin Qing not to move, and not to loosen his mouth and nose because of slack.

Sure enough, these people's actions had just returned to normal, but one by one they suddenly started fighting with each other, using the original moves.

Some people used the move of Xuannv Palace, some used the move of Junzimeng, and some used nonsensical and strange moves, and suddenly they fought.

The sound of swords rubbing against each other was ear-piercing.

Several people died tragically.

The few people who killed them showed no expression, without frowning, and continued to look for other opponents. Depending on the situation, it can be said that this group of people will kill everyone except themselves.

Fortunately, he listened to Wushuangjian's prompt.

"What's going on?" Qin Qing asked Wushuang Sword Spirit.

He bit his tongue hard, bleeding out, but the scene in front of him remained unchanged.A big fight.

This is not illusion!
In Qin Qing's eyes, it is probably only illusion that can make people fight without anyone noticing, and fight as flexibly as before.

Since it wasn't an illusion, it must have something to do with the white smoke just now.

When Qin Qing was in doubt, the Wushuang sword spirit appeared, and said solemnly: "Could it be..."

He shook his head again halfway through the sentence, quickly denying it.It's just that since this scene is not an illusion, only the drug can cause it.

Thinking about the fact that the drug is dead, the more it feels like it, but the more it doesn't feel like it.

"What is it?" Wushuang Sword Spirit seldom stopped in mid-sentence, this time he must have made some serious discovery, "Can't you say it?"

Wushuangjianling shook his head, saying that it was not that he couldn't say it, but that Wushuangjianling would not believe it if he said it.

After thinking about it, it is still included in the scope of consideration again, after all, everything is possible: "It may be... the desire to disperse."

(End of this chapter)