Chen Feng slowly hid the smile on the corner of his mouth.

because he found out.

Those people looked at themselves without even blinking their eyes.

Not one person.

But all of them are like that.

An inexplicable doubt appeared in Chen Feng's heart.

At this moment, he finally couldn't help it, and asked Wu Zhichao at the side:

"Have you noticed that these people don't blink their eyes?"

Wu Zhichao also noticed this, and nodded solemnly.

Chen Feng frowned, and asked again:

"Without blinking for such a long time, won't their eyes be sore?"

Wu Zhichao: "..."

The leader of the prison city suddenly collapsed.

I can't help thinking.

"What did you say?!"

"Is it a matter of sore eyes?".

Chapter 170 The Sixth Death Curse Pervades, A Stranger Appears at Home!

Of course, Wu Zhichao just sighed in his heart.

Never dare to show it in front of Chen Feng.

So at this time, he nodded against his will:

"Should...you have sore eyes, right?"

In Wu Zhichao's eyes, these sluggish people in front of him are nothing but monsters in human skin.

At a glance.

Twisted monsters entrenched behind each other.

Those monsters had the same face.

They are all extremely fat heretics.

Small eyes, wide lips, and a face weighing more than 300 kilograms completely crowded the five senses together.

The scariest thing is...

There was a smile on the corner of the other party's mouth.

Not only does he not have a chilling aura, but he has an inexplicable honesty.

But the more so, the more weird it feels.

In addition, the other party also made a silent action.

The index finger is over the mouth.

Eyes narrowed.

It seems to be smiling and admonishing.

Wu Zhichao would just turn a blind eye to a monster doing this kind of action towards him.

But now...

The monsters behind thousands of people were in uniform, and collectively silenced and made a silent movement.

under this spiritual influence.

Even Wu Zhichao has it, he is like a lone boat, sailing on the sea.

Rough waves crashed over.

The lonely boat seemed to be slammed into the deep sea at any moment.

Evil!

This is not the so-called phantom.

Rather, it is a terrifying existence born from the collection of countless grievances.

The other party may be the culprit who affects the worry-free town.

Mu You was sweating profusely at this moment.

For Chen Feng, this was just a simple trip.

There is only one purpose...

That is to relax the mind.

But for Mu You, along the way, every step he took was trembling, like walking on thin ice.

When he came, Mu You was also a little strange.

Why is there no defense here.

27 Even if it is a taboo place, there should be some defenses.

And now...

Mu You finally knew the reason for the reluctance here.

Any creature that steps here.

Whether it is infected beasts, human beings or polluted lives, thousands of people will be affected in an instant.

Become a silent monster.

Mu You tried to resist.

But to no avail at all.

Because, Mu You suddenly felt that there was a shadow in front of her.

The other party stretched out his hand, which was full of wrinkles.

Like a corpse soaked in formalin, it was pale and frightening.

At this time, the opponent still held the silk thread in his hand.

The silk thread was scarlet red and was still swinging back and forth, like the iron nematode parasitic in the body of an insect, which was daunting.

In addition, the other party even held a needle made of white bones between his hands.

The blood is the thread, and the bone is the needle.

The monster in front of him actually tried to sew up Mu You's mouth in this way.

Mu You looked around blankly.

Not just in front of myself.

Such a strange figure appeared in front of Wu Zhichao and Chili.

Of course, Chen Feng was no exception.

"boss……"

And Mu You, who was still a little scared at first, didn't care about fear when he saw a monster appearing in front of Chen Feng out of thin air.

What replaced it in my heart was an unspeakable sense of absurdity.

"Where did you get the courage to find trouble with him?"

Seeing this scene, Mu You didn't even have time to think about the bad luck in front of him.

Instead, he stared helplessly ahead.

This made the monster feel a little strange.

Because of the three people and one cat walking together, except for one who was looking forward, the rest of them all focused their eyes on each other.

"Is it the leader of several people?"

With a simple and honest face, the smile on his face became even more intense.

In the eyes of the rest of the people.

The young man in front of him obviously played the role of a savior.

"Every time."

"Stupid followers are self-righteous, and with a strong companion, they can leave from here."

"Poor human beings, when will you understand that from the moment you enter this city, your life has come to an end?"

The monster with a simple and honest face, his favorite thing is to fool people's hearts.

Watching humanity overwhelmed by despair, drowning in fear.

It will undoubtedly keep it happy for a long time.

So at this time, the monster no longer attached to Mu You and the others, but focused on Chen Feng.

Wu Zhichao frowned slightly, he felt that he should do something.

The monster in front of him is very strange, but for the demigod, it is not yet a desperate situation.

Wu Zhichao tried to express himself, but he had just gathered his strength, and in the next second, a scene that he could not imagine happened.

The monster tries to make the "Savior" lose all hope.

Therefore, it took the lead to float towards Chen Feng.

The opponent holds a needle in one hand and a thread in the other.

The streamer flashed.

Chen Feng's mouth was about to be stitched shut.

But right now...

A rotten hand suddenly stretched out from behind Chen Feng.

What kind of palm is that?

It looked like it was dripping with blood, but the moment it stretched out, the surroundings were surrounded by a strong smell of blood.

Wu Zhichao looked intently.

In just a second, he lowered his head in an instant, not daring to pay any more attention.

Wu Zhichao's pupils dilated and he was out of breath. Compared to a demigod, at this moment, he looked more like a frightened coward.

what did he see

That palm was not flesh and blood at all.

Rather, it is pure blood plasma.

The scarlet word [death], like characters, gathered together to form a bloody handprint.

"Death curse?!"

Extraordinary people have all kinds of strange abilities.

Except for the usual melee confrontation.

Elemental attack.

There is also a mysterious and mysterious curse ability.

The power of the curse is erratic, there is no entity at all, and it is hard to defend against the attack.

But what Wu Zhichao never thought of was...

The power of the curse, which cannot be seen by the naked eye, will actually complete its form at this time and appear in front of him.

The palm, which is three to four meters long, is completely composed of curses.

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