As soon as he got off Mingzhu Peak, Ling Xuanluo hurried into the bamboo forest, wanting to see how far the battle between the Condor team and Lei Zhen had progressed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Not deep into the bamboo forest, he saw the first battlefield. According to the comparison of the casualties of the two sides, the Condor team was defeated by the lizard soldiers who could regulate their skin color and body temperature, and fell behind.

He was very anxious and wanted to find his people as soon as possible, but a few steps away from the battlefield, he heard a whistle like a song.

The whistle sound is extremely familiar, and as soon as he stretched out his hand to his neck, he pulled out the small bamboo whistle that Doudou gave him when he was a child, could it be that someone was blowing the same bamboo whistle? Who is that man?

Just guessing at a loss, a gust of mountain wind blew, and once again swept the whistle of Qingyue, but this time it was not one, but several converged one after another, as if they were singing, and like they were talking to each other warmly.

"Sure enough, new reinforcements have joined! But this reinforcement is not from the outside, but from inside my Jiluo Mountain! Strangling those lizard soldiers must be their masterpiece! ”

Although he couldn't understand the content of the whistle song, he understood what was going on, and a smile of relief appeared on his face, and the look of worry had diminished considerably.

The whistle song can prove that he has gone deep into the hinterland of the bamboo forest at this time, and Lei Zhen and those lizard soldiers must be ambushing anywhere in the bamboo forest, so at the beginning he walked step by step, not daring to be careless at all.

But it didn't take long for him to think of this battle, and it was not a way for him to rush forward with his head bored, and sooner or later he would be attacked by a sneak attack, so he paused, leaned close to a thick bamboo tree, and thought about how to find Jiang Nanjun and meet the others.

Lei Zhen's lizard soldiers do not seem to be a weak brigade, and the Condor team is currently in a bad situation, so I hope he will not be too late to return.

The mountain wind suddenly went out, so that the bamboo forest was even quieter.

The whistle song stops after a while, and the chirping of birds or cicadas is not heard. Even if he took a deep breath, he could no longer smell the fragrance of bamboo leaves.

The occasional rhythmic rustling sound of the bamboo leaves is obviously from people rather than the wind, which adds a bit of weirdness and tension to the surrounding atmosphere.

Suddenly, there were a few more screams from the depths of the forest sea, followed by a crisp "click".

Ling Xuanluo's heart burned when he heard this, and hatred burned in his eyes, because the voice indicated that a spirit boy soldier must have been killed by a sneak attack, and the sound of breaking came from his severed waistbone.

Looking back and forth, left and right, there was still no one, he was anxious, and said secretly: "It's not okay to consume it like this!" The Condor Clan, which numbered 50,000 people, was severely damaged, only because Lei Zhen deliberately dispersed them and forced them to all parts of the bamboo forest. This man's trick succeeded, and the combat effectiveness of our army was sharply reduced, and he had a chance to defeat the scattered Condor clans individually! The plan for today is to find a way to find all the people and reorganize the combat force! ”

Having made up his mind, he began to think about how to quickly find the leaders of the various units to summon soldiers without exposing the situation of his forces to the enemy.

Just as he was thinking deeply, he heard a small sound of "whoosh", and at the same time, the bright light flashed, and he saw a dagger with black light flashing, flying past his ears and temples.

"You dare to come and ambush me, but unfortunately the knife is missed!" Not being stabbed by the hidden knife, he thought happily.

But when he looked closely, the dagger was obviously not coming at him, but deliberately brushed past his head and went straight to the dense bamboo leaves at the top of the tree.

Then came the terrible scream, and a green lizard soldier, impartially stabbed in the heart with a dagger, fell to his feet, and died with his eyes wide open.