The night wind was cold, the snow was flying, and a group of dark shadows stumbled and suddenly appeared in the forest. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

They were vain and hurried, and they all seemed to be wounded, probably in the hundreds.

As we walked forward, someone in the forest whispered, "Who is it?" ”

"God forbid!" The dark shadow heard someone shouting, and one of them took two quick steps and hissed, "We are from the Inquisition, we were ambushed by the enemy, Lord Fumengzhi was killed in battle, and several other adults were seriously injured!" Help us! ”

Hearing the other party's words, the dark sentry clenched the bow and arrow in his hand, jumped out, came to the group of black shadows, carefully looked at the other party by the moonlight, and found that there were many familiar people among them: "You are Qian Ning?" Why is your face so bad! ”

The penance named Qian Ning had a pale face and looked like a dead man, "We have been poisoned, and we finally managed to stick to this point, quick, quick-" Before he finished speaking, he rolled his eyes and fell directly into the snow.

"Carl, Feige, come out and help!" Seeing this, the dark sentry didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly beckoned his companions around him to come out and help lift Qian Ning, "Everyone come with me!" ”

The group hurriedly walked towards the camp, and along the way, secret sentries continued to appear for interrogation, only to find that the other party was actually a penance in the inquisition that had been missing for many days, and they also helped escort them back to the camp.

At the same time, Sannan and 4,000 living dead, dressed in white cloaks and stepping on thick snow, slowly followed the dark whistles, carefully cleaning the dark posts left along the way. The burned living dead have all recovered, and they are all taken by Sangnan at this moment.

Mei Donn followed them not far away, protected by 100 living dead men controlled by [rook] chess.

Zhou Feixiong couldn't have imagined that the other party had an evolutionary person who had a physique against the sky and could communicate with plants, and the location of the camp had already been clearly explored.

The wounded penances were soon sent back to the camp, and when Zhou Feixiong heard that they were all poisoned, he hurriedly asked the soldiers in the camp to clear out the camp tents, properly place these penances, and let them take the antidote medicine, and then personally came to Yu Qingsong and Huang Chunshu to check their injuries.

At this time, Yu Qingsong and Huang Chunshu had fallen into a coma, their faces were extremely ugly, Zhou Feixiong was proficient in medical skills, and seeing that the two of them were in such a state, they were clearly poisoned, so they planned to treat the two personally, after all, both of them were famous elders in the inquisition, and they also had a high status in the temple.

He leaned down, his fingers on Yu Qingsong's wrist, and felt the other party's pulse intently, but then his face changed drastically, because he couldn't feel the other party's pulse.

Could it be that Elder Yu has-

He immediately grabbed Huang Chunshu's wrist again, his face became even more gloomy, it turned out that Huang Chunshu had no pulse at this time.

At this moment, a military pharmacist who was tending to his penance wounds came to the tent.

"General, the penance of these inquisitions is a bit strange!"

"But there is no pulse?" Zhou Feixiong stared at him and whispered.

Hearing this, the pharmacist stared at him and nodded slightly.

Zhou Feixiong frowned slightly, but suddenly felt a chill in his right wrist, and his heart sank, and he found that Huang Chunshu and Yu Qingsong were looking at him with two pairs of gray-white eyes, revealing a weird smile.

His eyes widened, and he retreated, but his wrist was grabbed by Huang Chunshu.

"Come on, kill these penances!"

Zhou Feixiong was in danger, shouted loudly, grabbed Huang Chunshu's arm with his left hand at the same time, and twisted his arms at the same time, trying to break free from the other party's control.

Who would have thought that Huang Chunshu's attack method had been completely controlled by the [Shi] chess, and it was actually an assassination method of exchanging injuries for injuries, ignoring the arm that would be restrained, and the other hand was like a sword, and it suddenly pierced Zhou Feixiong's eyes.

Zhou Feixiong was grabbed by the other party with one wrist, and when he saw this, he could only turn his head to dodge, and at the same time slammed his left fist into Huang Chunshu's head. As a ninth-level archer, he has a great strength, and if he hits, it is enough to shatter Huang Chunshu's head.

Huang Chunshu didn't blink his eyes in the face of the attacking fist, his wrist flicked, and his sword fingers formed a fist, which also smashed into Zhou Feixiong's temple.

Zhou Feixiong knew that he wanted to get out of trouble completely, but he was afraid that it would be unlikely, so he had to turn his heart sideways, scream violently, his whole body was full of light, and his left hand was unsparing, and he continued to smash into the opponent's head.

Although his ability to fight hand-to-hand is strong, he has no chance of winning one-on-two. Therefore, he was injured and killed Huang Chunshu.

Bang twice, like defeating Leather, two fists hit at the same time.

Zhou Feixiong's brain was hit hard, although he had a strong qi to protect his body, he still spurted a mouthful of blood, and when he looked closely, he saw that his wrist was still held in his hand by Huang Chunshu, and the heavy punch he swung was blocked by Yu Qingsong. His heart sank, he didn't care about being injured, he dodged Qing Song's straight fist with his short body, and wiped it on his ankle, and a snowy dagger arrived in his hand.

His wrists trembled slightly, and his sharp dagger stabbed his opponent like lightning.

Yu Qingsong and Huang Chunshu swung up and down with their metal arms, not afraid at all, and the three of them stood in the shape of a glyph and started a fierce battle in a small space.

The soldiers in the battalion heard the order of the commander, and took out their weapons to prepare for the attack, who knew that among these penances, in addition to Huang Chunshu's 100 [Shi], that is, Xuanhe's 395 [pawns], they were all proficient in close combat, relying on their swift and fast skills, swimming through the crowd like a fish, so that these elite archers could not attack at all.

At the same time, Sannan and 4,000 living dead also fought from the outskirts of the camp, taking advantage of the darkness in the forest to fight with each other. Most of the 4,000 living dead are the Wiki and Pan clans, all of whom are tall and strong, and their participation caught the Divine Bow Division off guard, and the casualties increased dramatically, and nearly half of them were killed in less than two cups of tea.

However, many people took the opportunity to take out their bows and arrows and began to fight back. Their marksmanship was excellent, even at night, and they were equally inmissible, especially with more than 100 ninth-level archers, each with a deadly threat, and shot dozens of living dead heads one after another.

Sang Nan was a little speechless when he saw this, the other party's strength was a little too strong.

Among these more than 100 people, at least one-third of them can control the Gang Qi out of the body, and their strength is almost comparable to that of Wugong Yang at the beginning.

If their rhythm is not disrupted, the casualties of the living dead will continue to increase.

Thinking of this, Sang Nan hid behind a big tree and took out two red-handled grenades from his pocket.

Quickly pull the fire and throw it at the opposite archer.

Two loud bangs were heard, knocking over several archers who were concentrating on their shots, and at the same time, wisps of reddish smoke began to drift slowly through the forest......

The archers suddenly found themselves with dry eyes and a burning pain, and tears were pouring down their eyes, and they couldn't help but aim at all.

But the living dead were not affected in the slightest, and when they saw this, they threw themselves into the midst of the archers, and slew them like cutting melons and vegetables, and the snow-white earth was dyed red everywhere.

Suddenly, there was a scream from inside the tent, and a blood-red figure burst out of it like lightning and fled away...... (To be continued.) )