In the cornfield, in addition to the pungent smell of blood, there was also a foul smell, which was the smell of the droppings left by the crows.

"Ah Jin, you died so miserably!"

Qi Fentou endured nausea and fear and knelt beside the blond's body.

If he wasn't worried that Lin Baici would dislike him for being too cold-blooded to his friends, he really wouldn't want to get close to the corpse at all.

"You won't collect his body?"

The Luo family name is a joke.

"How do you think this will be collected?"

Qifeng muttered angrily.

The blond hair was pecked by those crows, and most of his body was in tatters. Only his hands, feet and some flesh on his head were left. The rest had been eaten clean.

The internal organs have also been hollowed out, and now only a belly is left, collapsed, which makes people's hair stand on end.

"Lin Shen, what's going on with those crows?"

the photographer inquired.

He thought that with the musket, he would feel safe, but that was not the case.

There are so many crows. How many can be killed by using a Gatling gun, let alone a musket?

We have to find a solution to those monsters from the root.

"A monster contaminated by divine bones!"

Lin Baici looked at the direction where the crows were flying away, then looked back at the manor, falling into deep thought.

"What should we do now?"

The woman in leather pants was worried: "Are you still going forward?"

"Where are you not going forward?"

Old Man Luo spat: "You can't go back the same way, right?"

Then you will be trapped in the pollution of rules for the rest of your life,

Waiting to die.

"I think it's not impossible to go back the same way!"

Lin Baici suddenly spoke.

"ah?"

Zhong Shuman was stunned, what kind of idea is this?

"Lin Shen, we both support whatever you say you should do!"

The waitress expressed her stance, and the cleaning lady standing next to her nodded.

"Brother Lin, what do you think?"

Li Yintong was curious.

"We must have missed some details!"

Lin Baici thought: "Let's keep going. Of course, if anyone is scared and wants to go back, or choose another way to leave, they can!"

"Lin Shen, if I don't follow you, we will die faster!"

He bowed his head to compliment, and after finishing speaking, he saw Huang Cheng looking straight at him.

"Why are you looking at me?"

Seven points of confusion.

"Don't you find it disgusting that you are so flattering?"

Huang Cheng asked back.

"Depend on!"

Qi Fen was a little angry and embarrassed, but the other party was a divine hunter. Although he didn't know what his combat power was, it was definitely right to try to avoid conflicts.

So Qifentou chose to endure.

"Aren't you angry about this?"

Huang Cheng was surprised: "Are you a turtle?"

"What the hell..."

Qi Fen was unhappy and clenched his fists, as if he was going to fight, but he didn't pounce.

The girl in leather pants immediately grabbed him.

Qifengtou took advantage of the situation and took advantage of the situation to get off the donkey. He was angry, but he did not lose his mind.

At this moment, survival is the most important thing.

The temporary team set off, but two people were missing.

The blonde died tragically, and the girl with the lip ring escaped.

"I don't know if the woman wearing the lip ring can survive?"

Ma Xiaoyun was following her boyfriend, and she felt that there was a high possibility of death.

"Those crows are so scary, they actually eat people!"

"How do you think we can get out alive?"

"Hey, are you talking?"

Seeing that the photographer remained silent, Ma Xiaoyun took a few steps to catch up with him, and then grabbed his shoulder: "What's wrong with you?"

The photographer stroked the matchlock gun and looked up at Ma Xiaoyun.

In this look, there was excitement, violence, and a trace of expectation.

The feeling of killing people is a bit refreshing.

"ah!"

Ma Xiaoyun was startled by the photographer's eyes.

"It's useless to think about those things. Let's get past this level first!"

After the photographer finished speaking, he looked up at Lin Baici, then took off the SLR camera hanging around his neck, hesitated for only a few seconds, and then slammed it to the ground.

boom!

"ah?"

Ma Xiaoyun was shocked and subconsciously bent down to pick it up.

But I couldn't catch it at all.

Fortunately, this was not a concrete floor, and the SLR camera was not broken.

Ma Xiaoyun quickly picked up the SLR, first checked the lens, and after confirming that there were no cracks on it, he pulled the lapel of his clothes and wiped it carefully.

"Are you crazy?"

This thing plus the lens cost less than 10,000 yuan.

"I'm not crazy!"

The photographer spoke and slapped the SLR.

Ma Xiaoyun let go and the camera fell to the ground again. Then the photographer raised his leg and stomped his feet several times.

Bang! Bang!

"What are you crazy about?"

Ma Xiaoyun roared, then his expression changed, and he quickly looked at Lin Baici.

She was worried that her yelling would make Lin Baici angry.

Fortunately, people didn't pay attention to me at all.

"I suddenly realized that the life I lived before was not worthy of being called life!"

The photographer laughed, looked at the matchlock gun, and kissed it.

"What's wrong with you?"

Ma Xiaoyun didn't understand.

"You do not understand!"

The photographer put his musket on his back and continued on his way.

Ma Xiaoyun frowned. She felt that her boyfriend seemed to have changed, but he remained the same. She was still the person closest to her and the person most likely to help her, so she chased after him.

"Hey, you were so decisive just now!"
To be continued...