"Gather up! All of you, get to the tavern!"
Li Yingling crushed the bones on the ground beneath her foot, her gaze icy as she looked at the rotting walking corpses before her.
"Eat your brains! Eat your brains!"
The walking corpses all turned their gazes toward her, stretching out their hands, ready to pounce on Li Yingling.
Just as Yuankong was about to open his mouth to translate.
A sharp flash of sword light cleaved one of the walking corpses into upper and lower halves. Li Yingling stepped forward and held her sword beside its head, the sharp spiritual energy slowly slicing into its skull like a dull knife cutting flesh.
"This isn't a discussion, or a notice. It's an order!" Li Yingling snorted coldly, sweeping her gaze over the other walking corpses.
"If any of you who can crawl haven't crawled there in half an hour, don't blame me for slicing you into fine mince!"
Li Yingling watched as the walking corpses that had been ready to pounce all stopped moving, twisting their bodies shakily as though preparing to flee.
Yuankong stared speechlessly at the icy-faced Li Yingling.
With that kind of intimidation... it looks like she doesn't need me to translate, does she?
Another fierce sweep of Sword Qi blasted a nearby walking corpse to pieces.
"You're going the wrong way!" Li Yingling said coldly.
"If you dare not go and I catch you, you're more than welcome to see what happens!"
"You can run, but where can you run to?"
With that, Li Yingling beheaded the walking corpse beneath her with a single stroke, then turned and left, moving on to her next target.
Only a group of walking corpses remained, standing there at a loss.
After a long while, the walking corpses exchanged glances, then