Senior brother, how can you fall for such a beautiful junior brother!

Zhou Yu was forcing the disciples of Maple Leaf Valley to make a decision immediately.

Lian Li was thinking that when the five top-notch masters came together, their fighting power was much higher than that of their group.

But no one came out.

He didn't believe that Fengling Villa, where there were no extraordinary masters, could kill five top-notch masters at once and not a single one of them could escape?

Moreover, among those masters at that time, there were also people who were proficient in medicine and poisons. If they used poisoning or something like that, it would be impossible for them to not detect it at all.

What on earth trapped them and prevented any of them from escaping?

Lian Li looked outside.

Maybe because it was getting dark, the fog got thicker.

He estimated that the sun would set completely in two quarters of an hour at most.

The fog is particularly thick today.

Thinking of this, Lian Li suddenly realized something.

He pulled the Yunhuizhou, making quite a loud noise. Zhou Yu, who was counting down, turned around and looked over.

Until now, some of Maple Leaf Valley's disciples only showed hesitation, but still did not say they wanted to quit.

"What do you think? Were the five top-notch masters unable to escape because they were surrounded or attacked, or they simply couldn't find a way to escape?"

Lian Li didn't look at anyone else but just stared at Yun Huizhou.

However, several Maple Leaf Valley disciples' faces changed drastically, and they quickly asked, "Are you telling the truth?"

As soon as they finished asking, Zhou Yu raised his hand to stop them: "Do you want to leave now, or stay with us? Give me your answer now."

Several disciples' lips trembled, and finally one of them spoke: "Even if we choose to leave, will they watch us leave like this?"

Zhou Yu didn't say anything, and no one could give them an accurate answer.

Because of what the disciple just said, no one in Maple Leaf Valley chose to leave.

Lian Li raised his hand and pointed at the fog outside, saying, "The fog is getting thicker day by day. If the fog is so thick tomorrow that you can only see ten meters or even closer, can you find the way down the mountain?"

Yun Huizhou pursed his lips and said, "It's difficult, but not impossible."

Lian Li nodded and said, "Yes, you also said that you found it difficult. So it must have been difficult for the five masters at that time."

"But what if we set up a formation in this fog, and someone else who is familiar with every stone here attacks us? Can we still find the direction after fighting for a few rounds while walking?"

This time it wasn't just Yun Huizhou, everyone present started shaking their heads.

If it was just thick fog, they could still find a way to leave the villa and go down the mountain by groping their way.

But if there really is a formation and someone attacks them, they will lose their direction.

Although this was just something Lian Li suddenly proposed, and there was not even any substantial evidence, the people present still took this possibility seriously.

"Then we..." Someone felt a little panic.

Yun Huizhou looked outside and said, "It's too late for you to regret now."

"What do you mean?" asked the Maple Leaf Valley disciple.

However, before Yun Huizhou could answer, they knew what had happened.

A sound similar to the hind feet of a wild animal came to their ears from a human throat.

It was a very awkward sound, making Lian Li, who was also a human, feel uncomfortable.

Yun Huizhou flashed out of the room, and many people followed him out immediately.

First there was a sound, and then the roars became more and more frequent.

Those unknown things seemed to be shouting at the top of their lungs. The sounds were like tearing apart, and it made people's throats sore just by listening to them.

The sounds came from all directions. After the initial panic, the disciples of Maple Leaf Valley immediately formed a defensive sword formation under the leadership of Senior Sister He and Senior Brother Ke.

Yun Huizhou and Lian Li stood side by side. Not far from them was Captain Zheng and his group, who were divided into groups of five and formed two formations.

The fog was getting thicker and thicker, and they could hardly see anything more than ten meters away.

Lian Li held the whip in his hand, listened carefully to the roars, and identified their location.

About a cup of tea later, the roars became more and more frequent, and just by listening, Lian Li estimated that there were no less than a hundred of them.

However, they still couldn't see the figure that made the sound.

"Why can we only hear voices but not see people?" The disciples of Maple Leaf Valley couldn't help but speak up in this depressing atmosphere.

However, no one could answer him what was going on.

Lian Li had a rather incredible idea in his mind. Could it be the living dead or refined corpses?

He secretly glanced at Yun Huizhou, wanting to tell him what he was thinking, but he saw Yun Huizhou gently rubbing the tip of his nose and said, "It smells a bit fishy, ​​it should be from these things. The bloody smell I smelled the day I came here should be this smell, but now that I'm close, it still smells a bit stinky."

After hearing what he said, Lian Li subconsciously took a deep breath and found that there was indeed a faint smell of blood, but there was no stink at all.

Yun Huizhou glanced at him and said, "Don't smell it. It's the smell of a dead person. It's not a good smell."

Because he had his guesses in mind, Lian Li was not shocked by Yun Huizhou's words, but those inexperienced disciples of Maple Leaf Valley were obviously frightened.

"What does death smell like?"

Zhou Yu even asked directly: "Yun Huizhou, are you saying that the person who made this roar is dead? How is that possible!"

Yun Huizhou originally didn't want to explain too much, but after all, everyone was in the same camp now. If the people in Maple Leaf Valley didn't know anything and made stupid mistakes, they would be the ones who would be implicated.

So he said, "Not completely dead, but not alive either. There are records of such things in the master's collection of books. It is said that it is a method of refining corpses that the Demon Cult came up with a hundred years ago, which can refine living people into unconscious zombies. It can also be called a humanoid weapon."

"The trained zombies rely on fresh blood to keep their bodies from decaying. The skin and flesh of ordinary zombies are comparable to ordinary thin armor, and their nails are as hard as ordinary daggers."

"The best zombies have armor and weapons all over their bodies."

"Ordinary zombies don't have internal energy, but they still have some in their bodies. They can move very nimbly on flat ground, probably as nimble as wild leopards in the mountains. As for the best zombies, they still have their internal energy from when they were alive. Compared to ordinary zombies that rely entirely on instinct, although they no longer have thoughts, they still have the consciousness to fight, and their speed is comparable to that of top-notch masters."

At this point, Captain Zheng couldn't help but ask, "Their speed is comparable to that of top-notch masters, and they still have some internal strength left. So when they were alive..."