Tang Xiuhe felt a chill run down his spine and spun around in a flash. The dried corpse that had been lying soundly on the floor had actually stood up, its five fingers curled into claws as it lunged at Tang Xiuhe.
Or rather, it lunged at City Lord Lu standing right behind Tang Xiuhe.
Leng Zhuxin was equally fast. The Feishuang Sword immediately slashed toward the dried corpse. With a crisp clang, the sword failed to sever the corpse's hand on impact, instead producing a harsh metallic screech as it struck the body.
Chapter 46