The long-lost sense of oppression felt like the third nerve in the brain was being constantly plucked.
Su Changxing fell completely into calmness; the more pressure he felt, the more composed he became. This was a personal trait that had helped him avert danger many times.
Then, following the Lady of the House's gaze, Teng Beng also looked towards Su Changxing's direction, realizing that a third party had arrived on this battlefield, seemingly Su Changxing and his companion.
Of course, the distance was very far, and these Hunters could do nothing to them. Besides the zombies, for the moment, Tao Yi and a group of Evil Spirits were blocking the hallway, so there was no problem.
The Lady of the House's face showed a cold expression and she said, "I thought you could always understand what we're doing, haha·······"
Amidst the flickering light of the fire, Teng Beng's face appeared aged as he smiled and said:
