Chapter 118: A Warrior's Soul...

A dilapidated tent, the soldiers who avoided it reflected the depression and loneliness here.

A bearded man's swaying body, the smell of wine mixed with the smell of sweat revealed between his eyebrows, he brushed aside the debris that had accumulated a strange smell, and alarmed the rotting rats that had been inhabiting it, although the smell of rotten rats had become accustomed to the stench of decay, but when they sensed the smell of the man, they seemed to flee away with disgust.

As he moved, the sound of a clattering sound, it was the sound of a chair piled high with cutlery falling, and all the cutlery on it fell to the ground, and the blackened food scraps on it proved that it had not been dealt with for a long time.

"Blank Wei, Blank Wei!" Xue Yi looked at the unconscious person who came over, trying to wake up Qingming, the only one who proved that he was still alive.

The smell that permeated here made Xue Yi subconsciously frown, and the scar next to his cheek had already become smooth, but it was gradually revealed at this time.

"Yo~It's you~Handsome~" Shaking his body without a sense of balance, he beckoned to Xue Yi, but found that there were several Xue Yi in front of him, and this heavy overlap made him smile.

"Ouch, when did you become so powerful, a change... Uh... Three!" The moment he was stunned, the balance under his feet disappeared, and he fell forward.

Unexpectedly, Xue Yi did not avoid it, but resisted him, endured the unbearable smell, and led him to the command post, although he was still frowning, but he could feel that he did not dislike it, and that frown was the natural reaction of his body.

"How... Uh... Halfway through the man's words, a strange taste came out of his mouth, and if an ordinary person was here, he would definitely vomit incessantly.

Xue Yi's brows became deeper and deeper, but he didn't have a seizure, but endured the discomfort of his body, took him, walked to the command post, and didn't reply.

"How do you... Uh... Why don't you speak~" The man seemed to be unrelenting, and raised his arm that was worn out by the things in the cup to the point that he couldn't see the edges and corners of the muscles and put it on Xue Yi's shoulder, so that his whole body was leaning on him.

When the soldiers on the side saw this scene, they all had a chill, and then they stayed away, but Xue Yi was still carrying him.

Everyone admired He Xueyi's patience to the extreme.

In that indescribable smell in his mouth, Xue Yi carried him to the door of the command post and said to the doorman, "You guys get out of here, don't get too close, I think, this smell is not pleasant~"

As they left, Xue Yi added,

"If someone comes out of it, don't mind. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, one of them could not bear the indescribable smell and pulled away, and soon the sound of vomiting was heard, and the other was better, but it was not far off.

"This... Vomiting··· This taste... ······ vomit" The previous man could no longer speak, he was vomiting, as if he was going to vomit out what he had eaten yesterday.

The other person saw that he was vomiting, and was about to talk, but as soon as he was about to speak, he felt that he couldn't help it, so he immediately shut up, ignored it, and tried his best to stop the surging vomit.

In the night morning in the house, Yuexi, Aunt Yue only felt an unusually strange smell coming, and the smell was simply ······

Before Xue Yi could put the person down, Master Rabbit rolled his eyes and was already unconscious, while Aunt Yue arranged a formation to isolate the smell in a very short time without anyone paying attention, isolating the smell like poison, and quickly left here with the unconscious Rabbit, the unbearable black cat, and Yuexi, who was awakened by the smell, and went out of the house.

It didn't take long for the sound of Yuexi vomiting, and Aunt Yue's comfort was on the side.

The only ones left in the house are Ye Chen, Mei Butterfly, Pi Qiu, and Xue Yi.

Ye Chen petrified his nose at the moment he came in, and used the mana in his body to form an internal breath, although the consumption was not small, but Ye Chen would rather do this.

A mage like Yuexi can't do this, the mana of a mage can't be breathed, and the monks can't all of them, but all the tricks are basically okay, because the tricks are basically related to their own strengths, and they belong to their own strengths, not as good as mages or monks, that's the result of learning.

What puzzled Yechen was that the butterfly didn't leave, in the past, it was a little uncomfortable with the smell of non-florals, but this smell didn't let it leave, and the ball stick could still be understood, after all, there was no sense of smell.

"Is he?"

Ye Chen didn't think much about it when he arrived, and asked Xue Yi directly about his origin.

It can be seen that this is the person who can do it, but, is this really okay? This huge question mark hung in Yechen's heart, suffocating Yechen's stuffiness.

"Strong, precise control, all stages, strong bearing capacity······"

Xue Yiluo listed the conditions that he had,

"Perfectly matched ······"

I can't hear the joy of finding it, but it's a little gloomy.

"You have to 'wash'~" Yechen reread the word wash.

Xue Yi was silent, as if his words were closed by the smell.

Yechen just waited, he knew there was something to follow.

"Actually, no, as long as he 'wakes' up!"

After a long time, Xue Yi said.

Night and morning were silent.

"So, can you tell me about him? Ye Chen put the leftover vegetables and rice in front of him, and followed Xue Yi to the command post.

The ball was still there, motionless.

"Butterfly," Yechen called, and Butterfly went out with him.

In its eyes, the man was frantically eating those meals, although they were already cold, but they were like heavenly delicacies given by God, and they didn't care about those saliva at all.

Although it is indecent, not beautiful, and not fragrant, Meidie stares at him.

No, staring at the pendant on his chest, staring, until the door closed, it rested on Yechen's shoulder, and did not say a word, only the wings slowly plucked the air.

The pendant shimmered with a crystalline luster, and if the smell of that person was really bad from time to time, it would definitely fly over and stick to it.

"Okay, you can say it~"

Ye Chen looked at Xue Yi silently, waiting for his words, if he didn't know the reason, he couldn't solve the matter.

Xue Yi didn't answer directly, but looked at the rising sun.

Ye Chen followed his gaze and looked at the morning sun, the arrival of the summer solstice made it more and more dazzling, scorching, as if it was going to blind your eyes, but it was not yet the time when you couldn't look directly.

There was the sound of the wind in the wasteland, and he thought again, the team that had just left, a few of them were still alive, and this question knocked on the door of his heart over and over again, but he couldn't knock open, leaving only memories that echoed behind the door.

"The Soul ······ of a Warrior"