Chapter 5771 Pretending to Be a Ghost

"Princess, we have to be more careful when we enter this village." Qing Luo leaned beside Princess Huaizhu and said with a look of horror, "I heard that this village is not clean."

Princess Huaizhu was still feeling depressed, but hearing what Qing Luo said, she couldn't help being irritable.

"What is clean? Is it possible that there are still resentful spirits in this small village?"

Qing Luo nodded subconsciously, leaned closer to Princess Huai Zhu and muttered in a low voice, "I heard that when the team of His Royal Highness and the others passed by here, two people disappeared for no reason, and they were never found again."

Huaizhu felt a little nervous because of her sneaky look.

She pushed Qing Luo's arm away, and forced herself to calm down, "It's ridiculous. Someone must be hiding in the dark, pretending to be a ghost while others are not prepared..."

Huaizhu suddenly stopped talking, frowning and looking at the team that was quickly moving forward.

Those Mexican soldiers moved quite quickly, but they were gone in a short time.

Seeing that they were all dressed up and had already entered the entrance of the Undead Village, Qing Luo hurriedly urged Princess Huaizhu, "Princess, we'd rather believe that there are many things that are true or not. Let's follow quickly. How about it?"

Huaizhu was not very courageous, seeing the team moving forward and throwing herself a long way, she couldn't help feeling anxious.

"What nonsense, why don't you hurry up and follow?"

She glanced back unexpectedly, only to see that the road she came on was already covered with thick gray fog, and her visibility was very low.

I always feel that there seems to be something terrible hidden in this gloomy fog.

Princess Huaizhu trembled slightly, and hurriedly said to Qingluo, "Hurry up and stop talking nonsense."

There was no priority in speaking, the large army moved forward and left, and this Qing Luo was still chanting in her ear.

Princess Huaizhu glared at the maid complainingly, and hurriedly asked the two maids to support her, and hurried forward and trotted all the way.

On the other side, Qiao Lin reached out and waved the thick mist in front of him, calmly took out a thick scarf from the inner world, and covered his entire face.

The visibility in front of them is getting lower and lower, and it is almost impossible to see the figure within half a meter.

Everyone's hearts were a little heavy, and they couldn't help but quicken their pace, one after another, just hoping not to fall behind.

The Baozi guard asked everyone to count every once in a while.

Leaving aside the princess and his party, there are a total of three hundred and sixty-eight teammates.

Nothing unusual happened so far, but Baozi looked extremely serious.

After all, when they passed through the Undead Village before, they lost their No. 2 teammates. This incident is vivid in their minds, and they still haven't figured out what happened.

"Everyone, keep up." The Baozi guard said intently, "How is the situation going?"

"Princess Huaizhu, how many people are there with you, have you counted them?"

Princess Huaizhu looked at Qing Luo who was closely following her with question marks on her face, and the latter said hastily, "There are one hundred and fifteen people."

"Is the number correct?" Baozi's guard said loudly again, "Remember to count the number of people at any time. Brothers who walk in the last few, pay more attention to each other."

These words made everyone's heart a little terrified, and they couldn't help but want to speed up their pace and hug each other to keep warm.

Jolin took out a small butterfly.

I saw its butterfly tail swaying slightly, and a stream of light passed by.

The little butterfly flew forward, fluttering forward.

Even the thick fog couldn't block the shining light.

"Can this butterfly pass through the fog and guide us in the right direction?" Mo Yu asked curiously.

Qiao Lin nodded his head, "Just follow along."

The guard of Baozi lifted his spirits slightly, and shouted, "Everyone, keep up the pace and report the number!"

Qiao Lin couldn't help but want to complain.

He just reported the count three minutes ago, and now he's here again. Isn't the Baozi guard too cautious, and the frequency of counting is a bit high.

All the boys reported their numbers one by one.

Princess Huaizhu said softly, "Then let's report the number, so that everyone can rest assured."

Qing Luo nodded and said, "The people of the country report the number, everyone remembers the number they reported this time. Always wait for the report."

When the soldiers of the Tun Kingdom stopped reporting to one hundred and fourteen, the crowd froze for a minute.

The soldiers from Beimo seemed to be blown up, chatting with each other, "They just reported the number 114? Did they say that there were 115 people in the team??"

"That's right, that's right, I heard it very clearly, that's what I said."

"There is one less?"

"Yes! One is missing."

"One is missing, please check it quickly."

Princess Huaizhu didn't understand at first, but after hearing what everyone said, her hairs stood on end.

Qing Luo's face turned pale with fright, and he couldn't help asking in a trembling voice, "Princess, what should I do now?"

"Report again!"

"One, two..." The Tunguo soldiers finished counting quickly again.

This time it was even worse, and there was no further news after reporting to 113.

"One less."

"Another person is missing?"

Everyone started to panic, especially the few Tunuo soldiers who were at the end of the line. In a panic, they suddenly let out a strange cry and rushed forward, knocking down several people one after another.

Mo Yu said coldly, "Don't be confused, stand in your own position. Take out all the lighting equipment that can be used around you."

One dim light after another appeared in the mist.

Qiao Lin said in a low voice, "There's something wrong with this situation. Do you want to put them in a talisman and hide?"

"If you can't survive such a small setback, how can you become a real hero." Mo Yu replied in a low voice.

Qiao Lin looked up at him, and in the dark mist, he could see his bright black pupils shining brightly like shattered stars.

The little girl pursed her lips and complained secretly: What a big man!

"Keep moving forward, don't get confused." Baozi guard said loudly.

"There are people. There are people in the fog!" Behind the crowd, among the soldiers of the Tun Kingdom, someone suddenly yelled in a trembling voice.

"It's not a person at all, it's a ghost."

"Ah! It flies so fast that we can't see him clearly."

"Don't push! You are going to squeeze the princess." Qing Luo roared anxiously, and blocked Princess Huaizhu with one hand, protecting her and retreating repeatedly.

"Be careful." Mo Yu whispered, and raised his hand to fly out a divine force, blocking something that suddenly flew in front of Qiao Lin with a "dang".

With sharp eyes, Qiao Lin could see clearly what was flying over.

"A flying claw." The little girl tugged Mo Yu's clothes, and suddenly realized, "The other party is the one who was caught with this flying claw."

Across the dense fog and with extremely low visibility, it was too easy to drag a few people away from the end of the team with flying claws without anyone noticing.

"It's unreasonable." The Baozi guard yelled angrily, "Who is pretending to be a ghost here, come out."