Jun Feise uncovered the coarse cloth on the body and tested the injury.

The deceased was a man who had been dead for half a day, his face was terrible. He had a big hole in his chest, and his heart had been dug out. His flesh and blood were blurred, his wounds were ferocious, and his surroundings were swollen and he was afraid to see.

"He died of being poached. We have experienced it and there is no other weirdness." Feng Yang was sarcastic next to him: "It is very consistent with your night clan's usual killing method."

"Shut up!" Jun Feise interrupted him. She seemed to see something. She took out a pale white talisman and approached the dead man's wound. After a moment, strands of black air emerged from the wound, and in a blink of an eye the talisman became black. The black air wrapped around the talisman, as if countless small insects were crawling.

"This - what is this?" Everyone around them all felt their scalp numb.

Jun Feise's face was not solemn, and she said sternly: "Where are the other corpses?!"

Everyone was startled by her fierce aura.

"Lying in the monastery of each family, before you could get into the coffin, you...what do you ask this?" The village chief who was watching next to him stuttered.

"Quick, concentrate them all on the threshing farm, don't miss one! It's too late!"

Everyone was confused, look at me, look at you.

"What exactly do you want to do, a witch? Putting the corpses together makes it easier for you to do evil tricks?"

"Yes, why should we listen to you?"

"It was you who killed these people, but now you are coming to make a fool of yourself..."

"So many people died, so they were buried and buried in peace. What should they do when they gathered in the threshing ground?"

The villagers started to clamor.

As noisy as if the pot was about to be opened, Jun Feise jumped up, jumped onto a low wall, and shouted: "If you don't want the whole village to be slaughtered, shut up! Listen to me!"

The sound was not high, but it rang throughout the audience.

Everyone: "..."

She stood there, obviously small, as if the wind could blow away, but when she shouted, she felt an extremely domineering aura. Everyone felt cold in their hearts, and they even subconsciously shut up and calmed down.

"This is a ferocious dragon evil. If the person killed by it is not dealt with in time, he will become a water dragon zombie that kills people without blinking after nightfall. This thing is unrecognizable, with great power and invulnerable swords and guns. He will tear whatever he sees. At that time, Junjia Village is afraid that no one can stay in a living!" Jun Fei explained in a deep voice.

Everyone: "..."

True or fake?

Ye Huan is the oldest and has the most knowledgeable experiences in the audience. Countless people look at him. Ye Huan said in a deep voice: "The evil dragon? I haven't heard of it!"

The scene was quiet for a moment, and the crowd exploded with a buzzing sound.

'Strange words!'Nonsense!''Try us like three-year-old children?' and so on.

"Demon, you may be fooled by this foolish people with this theory, but our coach Ye is an elite disciple of the Feixian Sect. He is knowledgeable and has seen more monsters than you eat. What kind of evil dragon evil is clearly what you are fooling around! You deliberately scary because you are surrounded by the immortals, right? Do you want to escape in the chaos? We are not fooled by you! Senior brothers, you must not let this demon girl go..." Ya'er jumped out of nowhere and pointed at Jun Feise and shouted.

Jun Feise glanced at her lightly and spit out a word: "Stupid!"
Chapter completed!