Anyway, Han Wu couldn't stay with the Iron Blood Mercenary Regiment, and after last night's battle, her image was a bloodthirsty demon in the hearts of the members, which made them all fear and stay away.

"Han Wu, our mercenary group still has a mission, so we can only send you here. A short walk ahead is the city of Paul, take care of yourself. ”

Han Wu smiled helplessly, she could see the embarrassment in Lines's eyes, she didn't care, nodded slightly, and turned to leave.

Lines looked at Han Wu's lonely back, and felt a little unbearable in his heart, so he snorted, but still shouted: "Han Wu, your kindness to the Iron Blood Mercenary Group, I, Lines, will definitely return it!" ”

Han Wu paused, then continued to walk forward without looking back. She didn't doubt Lanes's words, but in her heart, in the battle last night, the iron-blooded mercenary group saved herself, and basically paid it off, and in the future, they would just go their separate ways and not interfere with each other.

"Lines, we're ...... Wouldn't it be too much? Claire walked over, looked at Han Wu's back, and said with some guilt. After all, Han Wu saved his own life, but now he dislikes others, and he can't help but feel a little unkind.

"There's no way around it, the horrible scene last night is deep in everyone's hearts, if we let Han Wu follow us, I'm afraid the other members of the group will not be able to focus on their tasks." Lines sighed and said helplessly.

He is the head of a mercenary group, and he can't delay the safety of the entire team for personal reasons, people's hearts are the foundation of a team, this can't be lost, and he can only be wronged.

"Alright, we still have a mission, let's put these things aside for now. In short, I wrote down the kindness of the cold dance! ”

Claire nodded, and then rushed to the place of the mission with the rest of the group.

Yesterday, Han Wu had only one goal, and that was to become strong and avenge the villagers of Sandworm Village, but after last night, she had one more goal in mind, and that was to find a way to resurrect Huyan Qingshu.

In this magical Tatari continent, she believes that there must be some way to resurrect the Huyan Green Tree. No matter how difficult the road ahead is, she will grit her teeth to meet it, thinking back on those three years, has she suffered less? Now it's just a few more points.

Han Wu looked at the cyan beads in his hand, and the corners of his thin lips curled slightly, revealing a soft smile. Immediately, she found a rattan stick wrapped around the bead and turned it into a simple necklace that she wore close to her.

After separating from the Iron Blooded Mercenary Regiment, Han Wu came to a dense forest, where there were only a few non-threatening small beasts, but it was a good place to rest.

Han Wu leaned against a big tree, felt a pang of hunger, and couldn't help but reach out and fumble through his bag beside him, and took out a piece of roasted dried meat. It's just that when she saw this piece of jerky, a sense of sadness arose, isn't this the king sandworm jerky kept for Mark?

Han Wu handed the jerky to her mouth, and after thinking about it, she still didn't eat it, I don't know if it was out of promise to Mark, she was reluctant to eat this delicious piece of sandworm king jerky. Even though Mark is dead, she still can't let go of that promise in her heart, even if it makes this piece of sandworm king meat rot.

Sighing, Han Wu casually ate some sandworm jerky, then looked at the star-spotted shadows of the trees, and fell asleep in a daze, perhaps because the consumption of last night was too great, which made her feel tired.

However, when her eyes were closed, a figure came out and quietly approached this side. The figure's gaze was not attracted by Han Wu's beautiful face and bewitching figure, and his gaze was tightly locked on the Shura Sword leaning beside Han Wu.