Guarding the gate at the enemy prison [Infinite] (MTL)

Chapter 12

In the dark woods, everyone ran with great difficulty, one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The places scratched by vines and branches were burning with pain, and there were occasional muffled groans, but even so, no one dared to slow down.

Chen Ran was running very fast, and Li Zhuofeng gritted his teeth and ran as fast as he could, but he still couldn't close the distance between the two.

Li Zhuofeng was gritting his teeth and speeding up when he heard a scream from behind.

In the chaos, he looked back and saw someone being caught by the female ghost. He fell to the ground and curled up into a ball. The place where his feet were became bare, leaving only the foot poles that were madly bleeding.

Not only Li Zhuofeng noticed this, Zhang Ye also saw it, but after just one look, Zhang Ye accelerated.

Even if he couldn't outrun the red-clothed female ghost, as long as he outran the others, he could live a little longer, and maybe he could take the opportunity to get rid of the female ghost.

When Li Zhuofeng retracted his sight, he was already the last.

Li Zhuofeng gritted his teeth, ignored the man's screams and continued to run forward.

After catching a person, the red-dressed ghost stopped, her red dress dancing in the wind, turning into a bloodthirsty red flower that took people's lives in the darkness.

She leaned down, her bloodshot eyes and festering pale face revealed from under her black hair.

She looked at the man in front of her closely, and her fingers gently stroked his face covered with tears, blood, and sweat.

As if she was satisfied, her long black hair began to surge like a tide, piercing the limbs of the man who was struggling to crawl on the ground like steel needles, and then dragged him to "stand up".

The wound on his ankle where the sole of his foot was cut off rubbed against the ground, and the man was twitching in pain, but he couldn't care about it at all now. The huge fear made his heart squeeze tightly, and he twisted his body like crazy and tried to struggle, "Let me go, don't--" The

shrill cry made the red-dressed ghost smile with satisfaction, and her bloodshot eyes were full of resentment and hatred.

Her hair rushed into his body along the wound, like a starving woman, sucking and swallowing the resentment, fear and despair that oozed out of the man's last moments of life.

The screams stopped.

Li Zhuofeng endured the tingling feeling on his scalp and looked back. The red color that should have been thrown away caught up with him again.

He accelerated like crazy and kept running. He didn't want to die.

The sound of the wind and the sound of his heartbeat were deafening. Li Zhuofeng's throat and lungs hurt so much that he wanted to die, but everything couldn't resist the strong desire in his heart to live.

After an unknown amount of time, the figure of Chen Ran, who was originally running far ahead, slowly enlarged. At that moment, Li Zhuofeng was ecstatic.

He ran for a while until he was parallel to Chen Ran. He realized that it was not that he was running faster and faster, but that Chen Ran was slowing down.

Chen Ran glanced at him and slowly slowed down.

Li Zhuofeng saw this and instinctively slowed down. He didn't have the strength to run anymore.

A few minutes later, Chen Ran stopped.

Li Zhuofeng stopped too. He held onto the tree trunk and began to pant wildly.