The pain and itching of the three wounds on her face also made her unable to fear the fear.

After trembling for a long time, Lu Zhixi released his spiritual power to his face.

Fortunately, as the spiritual power worked, the three wounds healed and disappeared at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Lu Zhixi was relieved.

However, she seemed to feel the itching from the original scar on her face, as if there were bugs crawling inside.

But that was only an instant, and she was quickly ignored by her.

At this time, the entire enclosed space has been completely messed up.

Some people are constantly bitten, and some people continue to scream. In a small confined space, it seems to become the hell of everyone.

Suddenly, Qing Yue's calm voice rang in everyone's ears.

"Everybody listens to me, these Warcraft are corpse puppets. Anyone bitten by the corpse puppet will lose their minds and just want to kill and devour flesh and blood. Now immediately tie the mad people to those bitten by Warcraft. Otherwise, as long as you are bitten, you will also become such monsters!"

Suxi's voice was exceptionally loud and clear, and passed into everyone's ears.

The next moment, greater panic spread in the enclosed space.

Especially those who have been bitten, and those with wounds on their bodies, all show a frightened expression.

Will they become such monsters?Do not!Never!

Those who weren't bitten heard Puxi's words, and the reactions were extremely fast. They didn't want to fall into that end.

Lu Zhixi and the elders of the Doctors Association even shot cleanly and cut off their heads one by one.

Those who have been injured but have not yet had an attack are bound together.

Vice President Jiang's complexion was extremely ugly. In a flash, dozens of students in their School of Theological Medicine were killed.

However, he could not blame Lu Zhixi and the people of the Medical Association.

After all, if you keep these people who are already crazy, you may eventually wipe out the entire academy.

There is a ninth-level elder in the Association of Physicians who finally remembered what the corpse puppet was. There is no attack, only the toxin has not eroded the brain domain."

Lu Zhixi said nervously: "What about the scratched person?"

The ninth-level elder said: "The scratched person is fine. And it is easy to distinguish whether the wound is infected with toxin. It only needs to use the water system to heal the wound. If the wound can heal, it means that there is no corpse poison."

Lu Zhixi finally breathed a sigh of relief and touched his flawless face, showing a smile.

Those who were injured, asked the doctor to help him heal the wound, and all healed showed a happy expression.

As for those who are unable to heal the wounds, but gradually have purulent tendencies, all the faces are ashamed.

Elder Qi looked at these people, and his eyes were full of fear and coldness.

As soon as this remark came out, the students and elders of the Divine Medical College changed color.

Many students couldn't bear to say: "They all seem normal now, what if they don't have an attack? Should we wait a little longer?"

"Wait a little longer?" Elder Qi chuckled. "Do you know what other poisonous means there are behind the monsters? If you keep this group of cumbersome people and they will hurt someone by then, who will bear the responsibility?"