It has always been a vibrant primeval jungle, and it seems that the despair of Heyang and his party has also been felt, and on this bloody night, the entire valley is quiet, without the slightest frequent roar of insects and beasts.

From time to time, there was a roar of the Heyang people before they died, which also made the jungle under this moonlit night even more lonely.

Together with Brother Jiu, Changyu scurried through the dark jungle like headless flies, trying to discern the direction by the occasional moon through the gaps in the branches and leaves.

"Three!" The longfish tried to keep track of the number of times the fighting could be heard in the night. "At least three of the clansmen have died at the hands of that devil!"

Changyu silently mourned for the dead clan in his heart. He vowed to do his best and use all means to survive. Only by surviving can there be a chance of revenge.

It was pitch black, and even the terrain was hard to discern. But the dark night also gave Changyu and his party good cover. In such an environment, no matter how great the ability of this marksman is, it is difficult to grasp their whereabouts.

Ironically, the night, which was originally the elusive basis of the marksman, has now become their hope of escape.

Another desperate roar erupted not far from the long fish, and after a moment there was no movement, representing another clansman who had suffered from the poison of that despicable marksman.

Changyu's heart couldn't help but tremble, and a sense of fear that he had never felt before. This made Changyu feel ridiculous, shook his head, cheered up, and pulled Jiu Ge onto a boulder, and the two of them hid in the crack of the stone for a long time with bated breath, until they were completely sure that the surroundings were safe, and then they cautiously went on the road again.

Changyu and Jiu Ge stumbled all night, without stopping, and finally came to the junction of mountains and wilderness before dawn.

If you want to return to the Heyang tribe, you must pass through this wasteland. The path used to be taken has now become a place of death. Once inside this wasteland with little shelter, they will have nothing to hide, and this is the best place for marksmen to hunt them.

After the fourth attack last night, there was no new movement, and the longfish already suspected that it was likely that the marksman had arrived here one step earlier, and was now on this "hunting ground", waiting for them to throw themselves into the net.

In fact, in addition to going straight back to the tribe, Changyu has another choice, that is, to stay in the mountains and forests and try to survive, and wait for the marksman to leave, and then go back safely. However, the information about the gold armor is too important, and the first snow of this winter has not yet fallen, and the war between the Banpo dolphin and the Heyang tribe may break out at any time. Therefore, in order to avoid the Heyang tribe from suffering too much losses in a possible war, he must hurry back and convey this important information. What's more, Brother Jiu's injury can't be delayed any longer.

At this moment, it was not yet dawn, and when the enemy was unknown, they were not prepared to rush into the wasteland. The two of them hid in a hidden place and took turns to rest for a while, accumulating some physical strength for the next escape.

When the sun first rose, the long fish, which had just fallen asleep, woke up in a nightmare.

After shaking his head at the concerned Brother Jiu and signaling that he was fine, Changyu began to carefully examine the wound for Brother Jiu.

The crook of the ninth brother's arm was cut off by the marksman, although the wound had been bandaged and the bleeding had stopped, but if it was not healed for a long time, maybe there would be a worry about his life, and on the right shoulder, he was also shot by the marksman, but compared to the wound of the broken arm, it seemed insignificant.

"Don't look at it, you won't be able to die for a while." Brother Jiu smiled freely at Changyu.

Changyu grabbed a handful of dried meat, handed it to Brother Jiu, and said with a forced smile: "Brother Jiu, this trip back, what do you want to do the most?" ”

Brother Jiu grabbed his messy hair fiercely, and said longingly: "If only I could really go back!" I'll just accompany the baby at home. I used to think that he was not a weapon, so I beat him every day, every day, and the children who beat me were afraid when they saw me. Now I want to understand that in fact, those are nothing, why did they make the child and me have a part, it's not worth it! So, if I can really save this life this time, I'll accompany him well when I go back. and your sister-in-law, when I used to look at her, I didn't like it, but now I understand that it doesn't matter who is right or wrong, as long as you can live in peace, it's enough. ”

Changyu took a bite of the jerky and said with a forced smile: "Don't worry, Brother Jiu, you will definitely be able to go back safely." ”

Brother Jiu smiled heartily, patted Changyu's shoulder, and didn't speak again.

The two of them casually dealt with some breakfast, and then cautiously touched the edge of the forest. Hiding behind a fairly dense bush, he peered into the wasteland.

On the wasteland, not far from the forest line, on a dirt bag, the marksman was sitting with a golden sword. Behind him stood a high pole, and on the high pole hung a string of black round bumps, although the distance was too far to see clearly, but Changyu knew that it must be the heads of the four clansmen killed last night.

Changyu gritted his teeth again, and his eyes were eager to erupt with fire, but the ninth brother patted him on the back and signaled him not to be impulsive.

Holding back his anger, Changyu turned around and was about to discuss the coping strategy with Brother Jiu, but he saw that on the mountain beam not far behind him, a dirty head was stretched out with a probe, Changyu carefully distinguished, and found that it was a teenager in the team of the Heyang tribe!

The boy searched around, and when he found the two of them, he cautiously climbed over the ridge, but did not join them, but hid not far from them.

"Little eggseed, you can do it! I wasn't caught by the half-slope dolphin all night. Brother Jiu quipped at the boy.

The young man smiled at them and asked, "Uncle Jiu, how is your wound?" ”

Brother Jiu patted his broken arm and said heroically: "Don't worry! You won't be able to die for a while. ”

As if infected by Brother Jiu's emotions, the young man also relaxed, sat on the ground, took out a handful of jerky, and said vaguely while stuffing it into his mouth: "I was scared to death last night!" It's dark, I'm alone, wandering in the woods, and I'm almost fucking lost! By the way, that bastard is stuck in the road, and he has no intention of leaving, what should we do? ”

Changyu smiled at the young man: "I haven't thought about it yet, but don't worry, your ninth uncle and I will definitely protect you well." ”

The young man's eyes widened, and he said angrily: "Uncle Changyu! Look at what you're saying! It's like I'm scared of death! ”

Changyu smiled and scolded: "I didn't mean that, you don't talk nonsense." ”

The young man sat back indignantly and continued to deal with the jerky in his hand.

The sun rose little by little, and the marksman sat still like an old monk, stubbornly guarding the dirt bag, not moving a single bit. There was no movement in the surrounding woods, but the boy gradually became agitated.

Seeing that the young man couldn't stand the pressure and became restless, Changyu comforted softly: "Baby, don't worry. I said that your ninth uncle and I will take care of you, and you will definitely be fine. ”

The young man scratched his hair frantically, as if he had suddenly made up his mind, looked at Changyu with a dignified gaze, and said resolutely: "Uncle Changyu! Take care of my dad! ”

Changyu's face changed, and he shouted in a low voice: "Don't do stupid things! ”

Like a sturdy leopard, the boy rushed out of his hiding place, and in the blink of an eye he rushed out of the woods.

As the boy came out of the woods, the marksman also stood up, holding a long knife, and looked in the direction of the boy.

And the young man's behavior was also like a signal, following the young man, three or four figures rushed out of the woods.

The Heyang tribe is located in the southwest, and these people are scattered and fleeing in all directions, both to the west and north, but no one chooses to return to the direction of the tribe.

Suddenly rushing out of so many people, the marksman seemed a little stunned, but he didn't hesitate for long, and chased after the person closest to him.

Changyu also wanted to rush out, but was dragged by Brother Jiu.

"They're creating opportunities for you! Don't let them down! Brother Jiu pulled the long fish and persuaded him repeatedly.

The long fish smashed his fist on the trunk of the tree in front of him, and in the eyes of the tiger, tears rolled down like a flood.

The marksman ran as fast as he could, and began to chase and kill the people of the Heyang tribe in the wasteland, and after shooting the person closest to him, he did not hesitate to chase after the boy who ran out first. After the group ran farther and farther, and could barely see the figure, the ninth brother suddenly pushed the long fish and shouted, "Hurry up!" ”

After the two rushed out of the woods, they immediately ran in the direction of the tribe, and Changyu couldn't stop looking back, and found that except for the two of them, no one in the woods had come out, and he didn't know whether the other tribesmen had hid or had left at night.

Changyu and Jiu Ge ran in different directions than the marksman, so they soon couldn't see the situation over there at all. Changyu faintly looked forward to it, and the marksman let the boy go, and the situation of turning to chase him did not happen.

The two of them exerted their strength and ran wildly, desperately trying to distance themselves from the devil who was asking for their lives.

Because of excessive blood loss, the ninth brother lacked physical strength, but he couldn't stop resting at this time, and after a while, he was already panting like a bellows. In the constant scolding of Brother Jiu, Changyu carried Brother Jiu and ran for a long time, and swore that he had strength in Brother Jiu's continuous gambling curse, so he put him down and pulled him to continue running.

In the end, I felt that my legs were not my own, until the ninth brother rolled to the ground and couldn't get up again, so the two of them took a short rest, and then continued to run wildly.

Although they didn't know where the marksman was now, both of them knew very well that those clansmen couldn't contain the marksman for too long, so the two didn't dare to be careless at all. Now, every minute they delay on the road, there is more danger, and only when they return to the tribe can they be considered completely safe.