danger!My wives are too strong

Before she finished speaking, Bo Hong blocked Mu Feng's lips.

During this period, the singers were not idle, they got into the carriage one after another and began to tidy up the space in the carriage.

After a long time, the two parted lips, and the singers also tidied up the carriage.

——Actually, there is no need to sort it out.

This is a brand-new carriage, and the dealership has provided bedding very considerately, eliminating the need to purchase additional bedding.

"Bo Hong, I will leave the carriage to you...I need to sleep for a while."

Although staying up all night won't have any effect, the feeling of rising sleepiness will still make Mu Feng very uncomfortable.

"Ah."

Bo Hong responded, and then let go of Mu Feng.

The moment Mu Feng entered the carriage, her thin red lips parted slightly, and her gentle words floated into Mu Feng's ears in the breeze.

"Mu Feng, we will be with you...May you have a good dream."

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The carriage galloped by, and the carriage was silent.

Bo Hong and One sat at the door of the carriage, driving the carriage towards the church city.

The four singers in the carriage kept silent at the same time, either closing their eyes for a nap, or looking at the scenery outside the window.

Mu Feng had already fallen asleep.

It seemed that they were afraid that Mu Feng would be uncomfortable when they fell asleep, so the singers also carefully discussed the candidates for the knee pillow.

For this opportunity to get in touch with Mu Feng, Three, who is usually listless, is unwilling to give up, let alone other singers.

After careful comparison, Five finally stood out and became the right candidate for the knee pillow.

For nothing else, Five has the best body.

Whether it is the touch of touch or the softness of lying down, Five's body is better than other divas.

The scene outside the window quickly receded, shrinking into a blurred "spot" at the end of the line of sight.

Five caressed Mu Feng's cheek fondly, but stared at the rapidly receding scenery outside the window.

"Five, won't you wake Mu Feng up like this?"

Two lowered his voice extremely low, but in this silent car, it still seemed very loud.

"It seems to be the same..."

Five regained consciousness belatedly, and hastily stopped the stroking movement.

Seeing that Five stopped stroking, Two breathed a sigh of relief, but didn't know what to say, so he could only return to the previous wordless silence.

In an instant, the car was filled with a dullness called "Moran".

Bang!

Not long after, the carriage suddenly vibrated and made a loud noise.

During this shock, Three woke up suddenly, and asked blankly: "What's going on..."

At this time, One opened the wooden door of the carriage and quietly looked at the scene inside.

Seeing that Mu Feng was still asleep, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hoo hoo... Sister One, what happened?"

Three yawned lazily, looked at One's slightly gloomy face, seemed to realize something, and couldn't help asking softly, "Did you meet a fantasy creature?"

One shook his head and did not answer Three.

Then, she looked at Five and reminded softly: "Five, Two, Four, you protect Mu Feng. Three, you come out and guard the carriage."

The singers seemed to realize something, nodded silently, and at the same time took out their weapons and put them beside them.

Seeing this, One nodded slightly, and then left the wooden door a gap for one person to pass through.

Through the gaps in the wooden doors, the singers could vaguely see the crowded scene outside.

"Sister One, what's the matter?"

Seeing such a scene, Two couldn't help but make a sound in doubt.

"Let's talk about it later, Sister Zero and I will settle this matter first."

sound off.

One got out of the carriage and walked slowly to Bo Hong's side.

At this time, the surroundings of the carriage were full of people with hideous faces and red eyes.

"Pinkeye..."

One remembered the origin of this appearance, and couldn't help murmuring to remind Bo Hong.

Bo Hong nodded slightly, she knew about pink eye disease.

According to the watchman, pink eye disease has long since become a thing of the past, and is no longer a incurable disease.

But now there are so many pink eye patients...

For a moment, Bo Hong couldn't figure out their identities.

If it is a new pink eye patient, it will be controlled by the army immediately.

On the contrary, once the pink eye patient is cured, it is theoretically impossible to suffer from the pink eye again.

Bo Hong took out the keel saber, already feeling murderous.

Regardless of whether these people are new pink eye patients or not, since they dare to disturb Mu Feng's rest, they must be prepared to die.

Divas have never been soft-hearted people.

In other cases, the singers might consider subduing this group of people and escorting them to nearby towns.

——After all, this is the country established by singers, and they don't want to kill their own people indiscriminately.

But things are different now.

How dare this group of people disturb Mu Feng's rest...

They must die!

Bo Hongliu's brows stood on end, she was furious in her heart.

From the corner of the eye, she caught a glimpse of One standing beside her. She temporarily suppressed the anger in her heart and asked softly, "One, do you have any questions?"

Hearing this, One shook his head lightly, and silently took out the cross wheel.

Her thoughts are exactly the same as Bo Hong's.

Those who dare to disturb Mu Feng's rest - die!

Seeing Bo Hong and One take out their weapons, the pink-eyed patients all around laughed, as if they were laughing at their overreaching.

Their actions angered Bo Hong and One, and also led them into the predetermined fate called "death".

"Three, protect the carriage!"

Bo Hong loudly reminded Three who had just got out of the car, and then rushed towards the nearest pink eye patient like an arrow from the string.

One followed closely, mercilessly reaping the lives of the pink eye patients.

After suffering from pink eye disease, although patients will become violent and not afraid of death, they are just ordinary people after all, and it is impossible to have fighting power different from ordinary people.

therefore.

Pinkeye patients are just lambs waiting to be slaughtered in front of singers.

—no threat at all.

Blood splattered everywhere, staining Bo Hong and One's skirt red.

The pink eye patient is not afraid of death, and rushes towards Bo Hong and One without fear of death.

In this regard, Bo Hong and One naturally would not refuse anyone who came, and killed them all.

Three leaned against the carriage boredly, holding the dark purple double blades in his hands to prevent the pink-eyed patients from attacking the carriage.

Seeing that it was too late to hurt Bo Hong and One, a small number of pink eye patients shifted their targets and focused on the carriage.

Three thought that he could only watch the massacre of Bo Hong and One, but he never thought that anyone would dare to approach the carriage.

"Ha ha......"

Three chuckled softly for a moment, then jumped off the carriage and swung the butcher knife at the pink-eyed patient approaching the carriage.

Although there are only a few people with pink eyes near the carriage, it is enough for Three to relieve the boring time.

Not only that, these pink eye patients can also let her verify the conjecture in her heart——

Is the so-called "not afraid of death" really not afraid of death, or simply "not afraid of pain"?

"Let me try...what kind of "defying death" is yours..."

The corners of Three's mouth curled up into a sickly arc, and the dark purple double blades were drooping in her hands, looking harmless.

The next moment, she rushed towards the pink eye patient, raised her right hand high, and swung the dark purple blade down the moment she reached the pink eye patient.

puff!

Blood splattered.

A monstrous bloody flower bloomed on Three's face.

The left arm was cut off by Three Qigen, and the pink eye patient seemed to be uninjured, and his movements were not affected in the slightest, and he slashed at Three with his knife.

"I really don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade..."

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the rusty machete pointing directly at the front door. Three whispered rather boringly, and then lightly raised the blade in his left hand.

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clang!

When the blades collided, there was a crisp knife sound.

The blade in Three's hands didn't respond, not even tremble.

On the other hand, the pink eye patient not only had a gap in the blade of the rusty machete, but was almost blown away.

People with pinkeye are crazy, but that doesn't mean they're dumb.

——Without weapons, you can only be slaughtered.

They naturally knew about this, so they would not let their weapons leave their hands no matter what.

"Hehehe...Aren't you afraid of pain because you have pink eye disease?"

Three licked his lips, excitement flashed in his eyes.

Immediately.

She no longer held back her hands, and threw out both blades, like an elegant and bloody waltz of sharp blades, leaving one knife wound after another on the pink eye patient.

After a few seconds, Three seemed a little bored, the blade in his hand glowed coldly, and lightly passed over the neck of the pink-eyed patient.

A large amount of blood burst out from the pink eye patient's neck, flying his head flying.

Three took a step back, avoiding the splash of blood, then flicked off the blood adhering to the blade, and rushed to another pink-eyed patient who was close to the carriage.

Now that he has known the truth that people with pink eye disease are not afraid of death, Three will no longer hold back, and reap the lives of people with pink eye disease accurately and quickly.

After clearing away the pink-eyed patients near the carriage, Three put away the double blades in his hands, and subconsciously looked at Bo Hong and One.

At this time, Bo Hong and One had already treated the other pink eye patients, and stood quietly beside the carriage.

After Three killed the last pink eye patient, Bo Hong reminded softly: "Three, it's time for us to go."

"Hmm... Sister Zero, Sister One, I think..."

Three paused, as if organizing his words, "These people may have some good things, such as...money?"