Mingqi swallowed the food while keeping an eye on the movements. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Although he could be sure that those enemies were also resting, he still didn't dare to really relax and carefully recognize even the little bit of special sound. The dried meat in his hand, which had already been soaked with sweat, seemed to have not been chewed, and he swallowed it hard. After that, I looked at the part of the good cultivation that had been taken away a little unquenched. It took so long to bury an arrow, and I was not afraid that he would swallow his share of dry food. Naruki bit her tongue and put the pieces of meat and water behind her so that they could not enter her field of vision at any time.

Everyone ate up their food without saying anything, which means that everyone agrees that this will be the last fight to the death.

But in fact, it is also because of that last bit of food, there is really no way to separate them into the other half for tomorrow. There are few of them, not even enough to stuff the teeth.

It's not good or bad now, they've been dealing with shadowy enemies before. Shoot the arrows in your hand indiscriminately, and then watch as your own people are hit by the flying stray arrows. He swallowed the last sip of water in his mouth as hard as he could. Now, if Shanxiu guessed correctly, they at least knew the shadow's intentions, and dragged them straight in the direction.

Ming Qi took out the last bagpipe from his bosom and inserted it into the feathered arrow, which had been somewhat worn out of the other, which had been pulled out of the corpse, and the tip of the arrow had been sharpened by the tremendous impact of the attack because it had pierced through several layers of armor. But now is not the time to be picky, and a few other feathered arrows simply can't match this. He found a stone peculiar to the ground, and sharpened the arrow on it repeatedly. It has to be extremely sharp. After a few encounters with enemy crossbowmen, he had confirmed this. But he still needed to save his strength, the lack of food and drink made his bow and control the strength of the bow weakened, and the speed at which the bagpipes stopped chirping was obviously slow, which meant that the speed at which the arrows entered the flesh was not strong. And he was in even better shape then than he is now.

As he polished the arrow to the end, he carefully grinded a groove into it so that when it entered the flesh, the gas in it would be released to reduce resistance.

Actually, Ming Qi was also a little suspicious, even if all this was the trap of the arrowman, but it was true that he shot the man's body, even if that part was just an arm. Has the demonic enemy's hand been scrapped? Once upon a time, he could have shot an entire tree in earnest. Although his physical strength is not strong now, this strength is greatly reduced, but the destruction that flesh and blood can withstand, he stretched out his fingers and slowly calculated, but because the other party is a stranger who has never seen his real body, he has no evidence to judge. Maybe he just suffered a minor injury.

It's irritating.

He wondered a little dejected, if it was really impossible to get out of this area, but only an oasis that seemed to be alive but full of countless dangers, but he immediately realized another strange feeling in his heart, all of which did not make him feel real despair, imminent danger, but made him feel extremely excited, and every inch of flesh and blood in his body was greatly enlivened by the extraordinary condition of the present. He seemed to realize that he enjoyed the adventure.

They walked all the way to the open and rarely obstructed flat land, passing through several places, but none of them were ideal.

Then he remembered the change he had just noticed about the forest belt, and he always wanted to make something out of it, such as making a few feather arrows out of a new tree species. The lack of arrowheads became a problem. Even though the body is extremely tired, the mind feels extremely full. On the battlefield, there is a role that allows him to exert the full strength of his body.

He reaffirmed that he did not like the lazy and boring life in the imperial capital. And now it was this thrilling uncertainty that surrounded him that he could feel refreshed. To be honest, he loved this battlefield, because here he could see all kinds of strange changes, the continuous concentration of ideas between creation and destruction, and there was no choice but to choose, and each one made him excited.

The good cultivator who went to bury the arrow came back very slowly.

By the time Shanxiu cautiously touched the dark place where Ming Qi was hiding, Ming Qi had already fallen asleep on a rock. Now at least I know that the enemy is behind me.

Several freshly made feather arrows were lined up in a row and placed on the opposite rock to dry. Although they are not equipped with sharp arrows polished with good iron, if they are used in an emergency, they can easily drill through the skin and flesh to create real damage, and Ming Qi also deliberately used the sharp knife on the body to cut out a wolf's tooth-like hook at the tip of the arrow made of fresh branches, so that the arrow that shoots into the enemy's flesh and skin, if you want to be pulled out, it is not so easy, and you will bring them a large piece of meat. The lethality will be virtually doubled.

"Yo, it's a bit slow to catch up, I thought you'd bring something special. It's so unbelievable that you say that such a large oasis has so little to eat. These people are too ruthless to treat their enemies. Treat themselves as well. Ming Qi said as he touched the remaining dried meat and water with his hand and handed it to him.

Shanxiu took a sip of water and said, "How do I think that crossbowman will be a Han." I felt this way before, and now, it's getting stronger and stronger. ”

Ming Qi picked his eyelids with disdain, "The reason, is it the same as I think she is a woman, is it the same as your sweetheart?"

In the process of saying this, Shanxiu was still thinking carefully, "Because of the method he set up to attack us, now that I think about it carefully, I really followed a lot of undoubted Tai Chi ways. For example, the death of the three arrows that he can figure out is not the same as Tai Chi's life of two, two and three, and three and all things. Is there a change in the greatness of Wuji Shengtaiji?"

Ming Qi lazily closed his eyes, "It may also be a coincidence." Either that, or the brother thinks too much. But if he really was a Han Chinese, our situation would be even worse. Brother, please think that the reason why he is in the company of these aliens must be that he has formed a great hatred with the Han people. Maybe it would be better if he was a foreigner, in that case, we would be a simple winner. You know that under grievances, people will be more variable. It will be even more ruthless. If we are hunted, we can die a happy death. You can't be tired of living, and you should be tired of dying. ”

Shanxiu glanced at it, and the rest of the soldiers also lay down on the ground to rest, and the few soldiers who were on guard patrol outside hid to his liking, as if they relaxed a little and swallowed the last mouthful of water in their hands, "In short, he may not want to kill us, and there should be a few times, the reason why we were all able to escape under his arrows is that he wanted us to escape." ”