Destiny Phoenix

Chapter 411 The Plague Spreads
"Let's go." Mo Zhanhua pulled Feng Qingyao with one hand and a knife with the other, and cut a bloody path.

Feng Qingyao followed behind Mo Zhanhua, and the sword in her hand was not idle. All those who attempted to sneak attack from behind Mo Zhanhua became the souls of her sword.Charge all the way, with her to make up for the omissions, Mo Zhanhua is much more relaxed.

It's just that there are many opponents, and both of them are more or less wounded.

After turning over Huping Mountain, we entered Lizhou.

Mo Zhanhua dragged Feng Qingyao into a farmer's house, tossed and rolled up to the roof, only to escape the killer's pursuit.

After the killer left, he wrapped his arms around her waist and led her down from the roof.

Looking down, he saw that her clothes were scratched, and there were a few bloodstains on her white arms. He pulled them over and looked at the wounds on her arms with distress.

"Does it hurt?"

"You hurt more than me." She smiled and withdrew her hand.

"This king is a man." He said.He has long been used to life and death on the battlefield, so to him, this kind of physical injury is not even scratched by a fly.But she, a young lady who grew up in a boudoir, can endure these hardships.

Looking at her eyes, I feel a little more pity.

"There's no one here, let's go in and have a look." Feng Qingyao said.

All the way from the village, I saw no one.Seeing that the small courtyard is clean and there is not even a single person, she is a little surprised.

"Okay." He agreed, and was about to step forward, when suddenly he felt blood churning in his chest, and a fishy sweetness gushed out of his throat.

In a hurry to adjust his breath, he swallowed the blood from his throat.

There were many tiny beads of sweat on his forehead.

"What's wrong with you? Are you injured?" Feng Qingyao noticed his strangeness and asked worriedly.

"I'm fine." Qingming forced a smile on her face, and pointed to the door, "Let's go in and have a look."

"Are you really okay?" She was still a little worried.

"If it wasn't for the bad timing, I would really like you to try it yourself to see if there is anything wrong with my body." He laughed in her ear, and before she finished speaking, she had already retreated a few feet away like an electric shock.

"Pretend I didn't ask!" He left a sentence and walked into the house.

When she entered the door, he still couldn't hold back, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

Surprised at first, she quickly took out a silk handkerchief and wiped away the blood from the corner of her lips.

At this time, her voice came from the room, "Mo Zhanhua, come and see."

Putting the blood-stained handkerchief into his sleeve, he walked in as if nothing had happened.The house was as clean as the small courtyard. On the square table in the middle of the main room, there were still unpicked vegetables, but the owner of the house was nowhere to be found.

"It looks like he hasn't gone far," he said.

"Let's go to other places to see, I always feel that this village is weird." Feng Qingyao frowned, and the long sword in her hand did not dare to relax for a moment, as if she was about to pull it out at any time.

"Okay." He walked out first.

After leaving the yard, the two walked along the laneway to the other end of the village.

Although the killer had disappeared, they still remained vigilant.

Not far away, crying came.

His voice was hoarse, he must have been crying for a long time.

The two quickened their pace and rushed forward.

Beside the well at the entrance of the village, several corpses were strewn about.A naive child who looked like four or five years old was lying on top of the woman and crying loudly, crying, "Mother, wake up" in an indistinct voice.

"How could so many people die?" Feng Qingyao was shocked, just about to go up to check, but was grabbed by Mo Zhanhua.

The exposed parts of the deceased's body were more or less covered with dark spots, and the spots were different from the corpse spots, as if they had been there before death.Around the corpse, the rat ran back and forth.

"Don't go there, it's a plague." Mo Zhanhua said in a deep voice.

No wonder there was no one, presumably the village was infected with the plague, people died and fled, leaving only an empty village.

"Then what about the child?"

"He can't live anymore." On the child's hands, there were also black spots showing through.

(End of this chapter)