Chapter: 1693

As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes, and he wanted to cry.

How about your calmness and strength just now? Zhang Yuanqing comforted in a low voice: "It's okay, wait until I take you out, and try to heal your injuries, there will definitely be no scars."

This injury, if replaced by a spiritual realm walker, would have healed itself long ago, even a thin-blooded swordsman. But for ordinary people, it is indeed a serious injury, and it may even cause tetanus.

"What are you two talking about? Why can't I understand." A rather muscular woman tentatively asked.

The four people on the side looked over one after another.

Zhang Yuanqing first patted his aunt's hand to signal her to be quiet, then looked at the five people, and said in a deep voice:

"I'm a member of the Songhai special operations team, and I'm here to rescue you."

While speaking, he raised his hand and wiped it on his face. Immediately, a smear of gold lacquer lit up between his brows, and quickly spread across the entire face, painting a golden lacquer as the background color, eye sockets, forehead, lips, black and red facial makeup.

This face is majestic and upright, shocking people.

He didn't have the time, energy or patience to explain to these ordinary people that direct use of props to deter them was the most cost-effective way.


Suddenly, a few ordinary people in the wooden house felt unspeakable fear in their hearts. The person opposite seemed to be a god, a sovereign monarch.

Surrender was their only emotion at this time, any doubts, dissatisfaction, and fear disappeared.

Zhang Yuanqing glanced majestically across the crowd, seeing them who bowed their heads in submission, and seeing the aunt who was dumbfounded and implied admiration.

He felt inexplicably refreshed. It wasn't the supernatural being's sense of superiority over ordinary people, but it was refreshing to show his holiness in front of his aunt.

"Tell me everything that happened after you entered here." Zhang Yuanqing's tone was low and majestic.

The crowd didn't dare to disobey, and immediately talked about everything after entering this world.

After they were drawn into this world, they were hunted down by a terrifying monster. The monster was shaped like a wolf, three or four meters tall, walked upright, and killed anyone it saw.

The old, the weak, and the young were all caught up and killed.

The seven of them fled all the way, and when they saw a wooden house here, they hid in it.

After the monster chased here, he couldn't break through the wooden door, so he had no choice but to leave.

A few of them survived.

"That monster came about once an hour. It would imitate the cry of a baby to trick us into opening the door. After failing, it began to knock on the door. The whole wooden house was knocked to pieces by it, but it just couldn't get in." A strong man The middle-aged man said with a face full of horror.

How could a werewolf three or four meters tall not be able to break through the wooden door? Unless the wooden door is weird, this is in line with the sealing characteristics of Yongye's profession, but Yongye's profession should not involve the element of werewolves. After hearing this, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly felt that something was missing.

After thinking about it, I suddenly remembered, where is the little girl wearing the triangular red hat?

"You saw a little girl with a red hat in the tunnel, and then entered here inexplicably, but from the beginning to the end, that little girl with a red hat didn't show up." Zhang Yuanqing asked:

"After entering here, has anyone seen her?"

Jiang Yubai shook his head: "I only saw monsters, Yuanzi, what's the problem?"

The others shook their heads, expressing that they hadn't seen it.

Strange, did that little girl become a werewolf? Zhang Yuanqing looked around the wooden house while thinking.

The size of this wooden house is not small. On the left is a fireplace, wooden dining table, water tank and other items, which is where they are located. On the right is a simple wooden bed and a small desk by the window. JrNovels.com