"Everyone, look around here, he's probably around here!"

"Whoever sees it, don't be reckless, don't think about monopolizing the task reward yourself. Everyone has money to earn by themselves, and it is difficult to carry it together, although it is a little less to take it together, it is much better than nothing. ”

The sound outside came into his ears, and Meng Xingsoul could hear it extremely clearly, just across a wall, and the vibration of those players when they ran past could also be clearly perceived. Their breathing, that kind of hurried emotion, if it weren't for the fact that he was the protagonist in this, Meng Xingsoul might have watched all this happen with interest.

He hid in a room, and looked around, the piles of debris, and the dust on the debris, it was obvious that this was the utility room in the house of the owner of the house. Look at his body again, he is not embarrassed, the dried blood stains are deep and shallow, and the shallow ones stay on the tattered clothes. There are also those who have been contaminated with dust because of dodging attacks, climbing walls and entering the house, which has made Meng Xingsoul completely a beggar.

Of course, the beggar is much better than him, and although he doesn't know where the next meal will be, at least he has no worries about his life. As for him, if he is accidentally discovered by the players, those murderous players will not hesitate to kill him, behead him, and finally take his head to submit the task and get the task reward.

Listening to the footsteps across the wall, I can't tell what kind of emotion it is, indifference to life and death, or worry? Meng Xingsoul couldn't tell, anyway, he was a player, and it was too difficult to erase a player from this game, but for a killer player like him, the chain reaction brought by dying once was simply a heavy blow.

After dying once, the equipment, money, and strength on the body will drop a lot. Of course, Meng Xingsoul felt that the first two options were too redundant, and he didn't have any equipment, because the equipment in his body had already become tattered, and this beggar looked like he could still be dressed in a god costume? There is also money, he never brings too much money when he goes out, and if he brings too much, he will not be too depressed if he drops it all. Only strength, only strength, is what a killer like him relies on, able to kill tough enemies, take those assassination missions, equipment, money, what will not be there?

"Whew." Meng Xingsoul exhaled and calmed down his slightly rapid breath. Such an embarrassing situation, he seemed to have not encountered it for a long time, and it seemed that he had just experienced it not long ago, and the memory cleverly brought Meng Xing's soul into reality, and made him detach himself from reality and lose his mind slightly.

It's nothing. Shaking his head, every task he received was finally delivered, and the process that Meng Xingsoul went through was even more unbearable than this. So what is this? Probably the difference is that the chasing soldiers behind him are unexpectedly much more, unexpectedly very tenacious, and even after two days, he is still on a way to escape.

After being hit hard by an arrow, although he escaped by luck, the players who were chasing him behind him didn't give Meng Xingsoul much time to rest and heal his injuries. Not to mention that in the game of the Three Kingdoms, many injuries can only recover slowly with time, proper treatment, and corresponding medicines, and there will be no such thing as dying one second and being as fierce as a tiger after taking drugs in the next second. So now, Meng Xingsoul's injury is only a little better than it was at the beginning, and if it is a little, it is really just a little.

He was very careful not to let his wounds collapse in the process of escaping again and again, and he was also desperately squeezing like the girl's chest, and in the little time he finally squeezed out, he cleaned the wound, did a simple disinfection for the wound, and then took a very clean moon-white woman's belly pocket to bandage the wound for himself, otherwise he would definitely be dead now.

Even if you're done with that, it's really just a little better. Lowering his head, although Meng Xingsoul couldn't see the wound on his back, he knew that the tearing pain from the back wound after every strenuous exercise, as well as the warm liquid that appeared, presumably half of the snow-white belly pocket that he used to bandage the front and back, and wrapped it around his back to his chest and barely knotted it might have turned blood red. The wound on his back from the feather arrow was in a state of healing, tearing, healing, and tearing again.

However, Meng Xingsoul didn't feel pain, the pain was there, but it was much better than death. He muttered in a low voice, "How lucky. ”

That's right, he escaped from such an arrow, and under the oppression of such an opponent, he was indeed extremely lucky. How can such luck be easily given up? Therefore, Meng Xingsoul has to work very hard to survive, and treat his current player's "life" as a real life, and only live one life.

In the midst of a moment of silence, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, but not long after the chaotic footsteps appeared, the strange silence reappeared. Someone stopped, it seems?

"Boss, should we search here? That guy is very cunning, if we hide in a house like this, we won't have much to do, otherwise a task that so many people compete for won't let that kid with half a life escape until now! A man's deep voice rang out, and he asked, and the tone of his voice was very clear.

Meng Xingsoul's heart sank, not long after he found a hiding place, could it be that he was about to be exposed to other people's sight again, and then usher in a new round of escape? He looked up, and above his head the only window in the utility room let in sunlight, which was glaring in the mostly dark utility room, making him squint.

He was ready to escape again, from the very beginning, the hiding place he chose, every place, was chosen by Meng Xingsoul. That is, the back road, every suitable place to hide, no matter how secretive it is, how undetected it is, there is no other path to escape, Meng Xingsoul will never choose.

That means that once discovered, it has really become a turtle in an urn, and there is no way back.

You can't hope that your luck is very good, even if Meng Xingsoul just said that she is very lucky, but there is no guarantee that luck can accompany you all the way. It's better to take luck in your hands, that is, to prepare, as long as you are ready, even if your luck is suddenly gone, you can bring luck to yourself!

Continuing to wait, Meng Xingsoul had no intention of fleeing immediately. Having finally found such an ideal hiding place, he would not expose himself to himself because of a possibility before others found out. According to an old idiom in the empire, it is a bird that frightens the bow, and Meng Xingsoul doesn't want to be the bird that is startled by the sound of the bowstring, so stupid that he flies up from the endless forest to meet the ten thousand arrows that appear because he has found the target.

"Forget it." After a long time, another man's voice rang out, the eldest of the previous man's mouth.

Meng Xingsoul heard this voice again and continued to speak. "In any case, Luoyang City is too big, let alone countless houses. Even if someone is chasing the target to this area, we can fix the target's whereabouts in this area. However, even if it is just one piece, there are still many people and many houses, as long as he hides inside, it is basically a needle in a haystack. ”

"Besides, do you think the natives are stupid? Who wants an unknown person to enter their own home, let alone a question of one or two, but a group! ”

"Other players will do this, we can do the same, and I believe that these ordinary people will not be able to stop us at all. But ah, let's not forget, this is Luoyang City, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, not to mention that the recent state is very sensitive. What happens next? Of course, it was the intervention of Luoyang Ling. Of course, I don't mind thinking a little bit worse, and when the atmosphere is a little strange when we look at it this way, maybe we will be greeted by a thunderous blow. That is... Army! ”

There was silence, and when the voice fell completely, no other voice came to mind. It seems that no matter how many players there are outside, at least after their boss's words, even the player who proposed it at the beginning has nothing to say and acquiesces.

Be. This is also the reason why Meng Xingsoul chose to hide in the homes of ordinary people, in order to give himself a time to breathe, and also because of the identity of these ordinary people. Don't look at these are the most basic and ordinary components in the Three Kingdoms World, it seems that anyone with the strength can step on it. However, don't underestimate everyone's determination to protect their families, even the most cowardly people have the courage to pay for the most important harbor, not to mention the strength they exert when there is an external force that can be used, even Meng Xingsoul finds it tricky.

In fact, a more ideal hiding place should be the mansion of a prince or a rich man, and if you succeed in hiding in it, even if the player wants to chase it in, it will be greatly hindered. It's just that due to his physical condition and the fact that he didn't have time to get out under the pursuit of the pursuers, he could only retreat to the next best.

Now it seems that these players outside should not enter the house where he is hiding, Meng Xingsoul is relieved, he almost twists his fingers, divides the time into several parts. No matter how short the breathing time is, it is always enough time to lick the wound, as long as it accumulates slowly, it will be fine after all.

"But..."The voice of the player boss outside sounded again, and he said slowly in a slow tone: "We can still go in and search this house, maybe the blind cat meets the dead mouse, and that person is hiding here?" ”

"What's more, our luck has always been good, anyway, it's not gambling money, and we won't have anything to lose without it. So, let's go for it! ”

The triumphant voice just echoed and reverberated like that, even if the voice had long since disappeared, but next to Meng Xingsoul's ears, it still echoed, and it did not disappear for a long time. Auditory hallucinations? In an instant, Meng Xingsoul's originally calm mood immediately rolled over and turned into a monstrous wave, really having a feeling of a dog in the sun.

Nima, after talking for so long, the previous total is very detailed and logical thinking? Luoyang Order, what about the possible blows under the strange atmosphere, and the possible slaughter of the army in the worst-case scenario? All this is nonsense! If you come directly to the latter sentence, Meng Xingsoul may feel that there is nothing, but because of the foreshadowing in front, well, Meng Xingsoul can't bear it.

A mouthful of old blood really almost spit out, and the injuries on his body faintly tended to worsen. Compared with physical injuries, such internal injuries are really aggrieved and full of damage! If it weren't for the serious injury, then Meng Xingsoul would have rushed out directly now and slashed this person with a sword.

Anyway, a sword, either stabbed or chopped, stabbed will be fine. Oh, it's Meng Xing Soul who has nothing to do, killing a player is really not a big deal for Meng Xing Soul, of course, that was before.

Meng Xing's soul cat stood up, the muscles in his legs tensed, and he was ready for a new round of pursuit. As long as these players search the compound where he is hiding, as long as they are more detailed, they will search the inside of the utility room. It's just that Meng Xingsoul still doesn't want to give up until the last moment, and if he can delay a little time, then delay a little.

"Bang bang." There was a knock on the door, and it was audible.

Outside the courtyard, there was a group of players standing, and the weapons in their hands were already in their hands. Led by a young man, he nodded slightly, without making a sound, and reached out to signal the players next to him to disperse. At his feet, followed was a black dog, its tail already erect, its paws scratching at the ground, and a pair of god-eyed eyes staring at the courtyard gate, ready to attack.

There was silence, and there was no superfluous sound, and some of the players standing beside the young man tiptoed to the waiting point, without making a sound of footsteps, and slowly walked towards the waiting point that they had been observing. The places they chose were outside the windows, or the walls that were easy to climb, the roofs from which they could escape.

"Bang bang. Is anyone at home, please? The knock on the door rang again, accompanied by an inquiring voice.

"Who?" Someone in the courtyard answered, and with the sound of the door opening in the courtyard, the sound of footsteps getting closer and louder was getting louder and louder.

Eventually, the footsteps stopped, and the doorway was lifted and lowered again, and the sound echoed. In this short period of time, these players outside have already stood where they should stand, waiting with full attention.

(End of chapter)