[Pei Junliang (consoling Cao Ya): Don't worry, we will definitely survive! We must!]
[Even though Pei Junliang wanted to increase his speed, his physical strength had already been greatly depleted. If it were just him, he could naturally escape unscathed, but the problem was, he was still dragging Cao Ya along.]
[The hampered Cao Ya.]
[The distance between the two and the corpses was being relentlessly narrowed, bit by bit.]
[A hand suddenly seized Cao Ya's arm.]
[It was a rotten hand, its skin all bunched up on the fingers, and two penetrating holes on the back of the hand, the flesh around the holes turning a purple-black color under the moonlight.]
[Cao Ya's screams reached Pei Junliang's ears.]
[Pei Junliang (shouting loudly): Cao Ya!]
[His shout did not make Lan Jing and Wang Qi turn back to save them.]
[The next second, the corpses had already grabbed Cao Ya, and Pei Junliang's speed also slowed down, as he was seized too.]
