"ah!"

Chi Muyun screamed in surprise.

"Shari, what are you doing?"

Metz groaned in pain and fell softly.

Blood slowly oozed out.

"I...I can't control my hands..."

Shari was already shocked, and she screamed and threw away the knife in her hand.

"Bang--"

The blood-stained knife fell to the ground.

Mo Yun stared at the scene calmly, without moving, nor showing a surprised expression, but focused his attention on the priest opposite him.

He felt that the priest opposite was the most dangerous person.

He had just seen the priest's waving hand. He originally thought the priest's attack was made at him, but he didn't expect that Shari behind him was the other party's target.

"What is this? Mental disturbance? Mental control?"

In this dangerous situation, while Mo Yun was observing the situation from all directions, his brain was also rapidly judging the situation on the scene and the ability of his opponent.

"The current situation is very unfavorable to us." Mo Yun said in his heart, "Not to mention that there is a priest opposite who does not know the details, even the scholars of the secret religions around him will be a big threat. The current plan should be to find the weakest point, force a breakthrough, and wait for dawn... If the prediction is good, after dawn, we can temporarily leave this town and return to reality..."

Thinking of this, he grabbed Chi Muyun's hand, and at the same time grabbed Shali, who was panicked, and roared in a low voice:

"Don't panic, let's go back to the same path and fight out from here!"

"I..." Shari's face was a little pale.

"Okay, I agree with this plan."

Chi Muyun nodded decisively and grabbed Shali's hand, "Shali, it's okay, let's leave here first."

"good……"

Shari's eyes changed again and again, and finally stabilized with difficulty.

"Let's go!"

Mo Yun looked at Mess who was stabbed by Shari. Although he was bleeding from his chest, there seemed to be hope for rescue. Mo Yun grabbed Mess' shoulder, lifted him up, and helped him rush back to the encirclement.

"Don't let them run away!"

Seeing this, the believers in black robes surrounded him.

"hateful--"

Because Mo Yun held Messe, it was not convenient for him to fight, and Shari's knife was thrown to the ground, and his combat power was almost zero. If they were really allowed to surround him, they might all die here.

"I really don't want to kill someone..."

Chi Muyun held his palm tightly in helplessness.

"Shishe!"

She closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened it again, her pupils had turned dark green, like clear and transparent green crystal, reflecting a heart-shaking silver light like a mirror.

Her fingernails had stretched out and turned into several silver cold lights.

"kill!"

A silver light flashed, and her figure appeared at the front of the team in a blink of an eye.

The hands moved slightly and turned into a phantom.

"ah--"

Amid the screams, a monk in a black robe was cut in his chest with sharp claws.

"I really don't want to kill someone..."

A warm and smooth touch came from the tips of your fingers.

Chi Muyun closed her eyes, pursed her lips, and pulled them coldly.

"brush!"

Her hands tore up and tear the man in black robe in half.

Blood and broken internal organs flew across the sky.

The smell of blood splatters outward like raindrops.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

This bloody scene stimulated everyone around. Not only the believers around, but even Mo Yun and others were shocked by this scene. But then, Mo Yun pulled Mess and followed Chi Muyun closely, rushing outside the encirclement.

"Damn outsiders! Kill them!"

Among the believers, some roared angrily.

"kill!"

More men in black robe rushed over with their weapons.

But these ordinary townsmen are not the opponents of Chi Muyun and Mo Yun. Before they got close, they were pierced by Mo Yun's spear. Those who escaped the spear by luck would also be torn to pieces by Chi Muyun's sharp claws.

In a blink of an eye, the man in black robe was seriously injured.

Mo Yun and his men also fought a bloody path in the encirclement.

"Why didn't he take action?"

During the escape, Mo Yun kept focusing on the priest behind him and was on guard against him. But for some reason, the man in black robe just stood quietly, staring at them without further action.

Just as they were about to break out of the encirclement, the priest suddenly pointed.

"Gulugulu..."

He made an unknown sentence.

Shali, who was following Mo Yun, suddenly changed her eyes. She suddenly grabbed the sharp knife in the hand of a man in black robe beside her, snatched the knife, and then stabbed Mo Yun from behind.

"Danger!"

Just as Shali grabbed the knife, Mo Yun felt the danger.

Intuition works again.

His back felt cold and his neck was also chilly.

Following his intuition, he clasped his right hand tightly.

"Bang!"

His spear swung backwards, blocking the sharp knife that was stabbing over.

"Puchi--"

Mo Yun's face turned pale, and he felt a sharp pain in his ribs. A hard and cold object inserted into his body. Then all the strength in his body was lost like a deflated balloon. He staggered forward a few steps and half-kneeled on the ground.

Looking down, there was a dagger inserted in his ribs.

Blood was slowly oozing out of the wound and dyed his shirt red.

"Damn it... I miscalculated..."

The left hand suddenly became empty, and the young man had retreated and stayed away from him.

Mo Yun half-kneeled on the ground and immediately realized what had just happened.

The priest controlled Shari to attack him, but her sudden attack was blocked by Mo Yun.

At the same time, on the other side, the one he was holding on his left arm was seriously injured. Mes, who seemed to be harmless, suddenly attacked him from the side with a dagger!

Because intuitive warnings do not point out specific dangers.

Therefore, he thought that the only attack was Shari.

This is not just a sneak attack, but a double sneak attack!

A series of condoms!

"Damn it!"

Chi Muyun turned his head and happened to see this scene.

Her eyes narrowed, and her dark green pupils stared at Mess next to her.

"Why?!"

She rushed to Mo Yun and asked coldly.

"Sorry, but I have no choice."

Mess, holding the dagger, no longer looked weak, but stood straight, showing an indifferent smile. The wound on his chest was healing at an astonishing speed, and the blood quickly stopped.

"It's a pity that I didn't kill him directly."
To be continued...