"Run!"
Almost everyone turned their heads and ran down the street without hesitation.
With so many blades and cockroaches, hearts become numb, and thousands of lives aren't enough to fill the void of despair.
But Qin Feng made people run on foot, pursued by cockroaches with sharp knives, as if under punishment. They ran faster, and in just a few breaths, many knife-wielding cockroaches chased them.
At this point, in the countless paths of Rice Saint Valley under the night sky, whether it was Qin Feng, Hei Shan, Jin Si, or Zhu Sen's six paths, everyone was terrifyingly affected, and almost everyone was stricken by fear and lethargy. Zhu Sen's children, weak and sluggish, were the first to be chased.
"Ah!"
