Wu Xiaode pretended not to know anything, took the lead and ran forward.

The next moment.

Front.

An extremely long, soul-covered whisker stretched out from behind, walked around everyone, roaring around, and turning around, passing by Wu Xiaode like lightning.

What?

what happens?

The flesh beard drew a path on the falcon and quickly took it back.

The god of death took another step and walked towards the mountain stream.

——What was it doing just now?

Wu Xiaode was confused, but he was not easy to turn back.

He didn't turn back until he crossed a mountain:

"Captain, I'm going to speed up, you guys will follow!"

"Okay, just speed up." The commander responded.

Wu Xiaode's eyes slid past Falcon.

I saw a hole in his chest and blood was flowing out.

——But no one saw this scene.

Falcon himself didn't seem to know either.

So is this an illusion?

Wu Xiaode was confused, but he didn't have time to think about it.

It has been delayed for seven or eight minutes.

In more than twenty minutes, the nuclear bomb is coming!

He was extremely anxious.

Suddenly, the leader's figure flashed and landed at the same position as Wu Xiaode.

The two walked side by side.

"Did you sense something just now?" she asked in a low voice.

Wu Xiaode opens his mouth to speak-

A line of small ice crystal words suddenly appeared on the Book of the Undead:

"One of you is in the favor of death, and what you say will be heard by death until the man dies."

Wu Xiaode's words suddenly changed: "No, I just think we should find the large army quickly, so that we will have some protection."

A road suddenly appeared outside the mountains and forests ahead.

There is a troop transport truck on the side of the road.

The regiment commander said: "Gunner."

"clear!"

The gunman responded and jumped onto the truck first.

After a while.

Amid the roar of the engine, the truck painted with dark green field paint started.

The truck drove all the way to the main road.

“It doesn’t feel right…”

The team leader said softly.

"I feel the same way," said Hayao.

Wu Xiaode didn't speak.

He saw blood constantly overflowing from the falcon's chest.

Sometimes, the blood would stop flowing, but a black mark flashed immediately on the falcon's chest.

Then the wound immediately broke.

The blood continued to flow out.

——But no one else saw this scene.

"Who else?" the leader asked.

"I." Xiao Baihong said solemnly.

The leader said: "It seems that our power is all spiritual, so we have some premonitions, but generally speaking, some premonitions will only happen to a very small number of people-"

She didn't continue talking.

But everyone understood what she meant.

This time, the three professionals who prefer spirituality have bad premonitions.

This is a problem in itself.

The leader thought for a while, took out a blank yellow talisman, and used a cinnabar pen to walk on it, and quickly drew the runes.

She held the runes with both hands and said softly:

"Nine-Dao Divine Blessing, Heavenly Official!"

The talisman was motionless.

The leader waited for a few breaths, with a strange expression on his face, opened his hands and looked up at the talisman.

I saw the runes on the talisman flowing like blood, falling down to the ground, making miserable screams.

Everyone was quiet.

Although Wu Xiaode couldn't understand what was going on, he saw that the other team members' faces changed.

The eagle had even started to turn pale.

The leader of the group collected the talisman and shouted: "Evil things are in power, the spirits of heaven and earth are dead, here is almost complete - speed up! We must leave here immediately!"

"Captain, someone is here!" Xiao Baihong shouted.

Everyone looked up the mountain road together.

The roar of cars came from the end of the rugged mountain road.

Two military trucks were running wildly.

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