Sweet Water Well is located in the center of the Arathi Basin, more than 300 kilometers away from Beira Valley and Falling Hammer Town, Cheng Xiaotian flew all the way to the sword, and it was only halfway until dawn, but the person was tired again.

After this battle, he easily stepped into the sixth order of condensation, and his continuous flight range increased to about 50 kilometers, but it was still a very difficult task to rely on Edgeworth to fly for a long distance, and the efficiency was not high.

Fortunately, before his spiritual power dried up, he was lucky to see the light!

I saw the rising sun in front of me, two horses galloping eastward on the grassland, with an orc riding on the head in front and a dwarf behind, she was wearing a well-fitting blue leather armor and a pair of daggers at her waist.

Cheng Xiaotian's heart moved, urging the little remaining spiritual power to chase after him.

"Run! I'm about to catch up! The female gnome thief was whimpering in the back, and the orcs in front were panting and hurriedly whipped their horses to speed up.

The orc soldier weighed about 300 pounds, and the dwarf girl was 60 pounds in the sky, and the weight difference between the two horses was too much, and it was only a matter of minutes for her to catch up. Obviously, she deliberately consumed the orc's physical strength, and waited for the other party to be exhausted before making a move, easily cutting off her head......

This dwarf female thief is very patient, this is the basic quality of a good hunter, but now Cheng Xiaotian is more tired than that orc, but he doesn't have the time to play with people.

Seeing the sword light spit out, Cheng Xiaotian swept over the female thief's head, grabbed the orc's shoulder, raised his hand and threw it into the air, and sat down calmly. The orc flew up more than ten meters high, screamed and fell to the ground, rolled a few times and did not move.

"Your Lord!" The female dwarf behind suddenly let out an exclamation, and Cheng Xiaotian was so frightened that he almost fell off the horse.

He couldn't figure it out, he had made it like this, how could he still be recognized?

Pulling the horses, Cheng Xiaotian turned his back to the female dwarf and said coldly: "I am the corporal of the 14th garrison of the Orc Empire in Arathi - Eddie Murphy, you have recognized the wrong person." ”

The female dwarf behind was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then let out a string of silver bell-like laughter, and said, "Lord Lord, don't pretend, I'm Lorna." ”

The dwarf female thief Luo Na is currently ranked second on the head list, and she has also had a two-sided relationship with Cheng Xiaotian, she has talked about it now, Cheng Xiaotian had to admit it, and turned around.

"Uh-huh...... It's really Rhona! What a coincidence......" Cheng Xiaotian scratched his head and snorted haha, fortunately, he is now a two-skinned face, and no one can see it when he is red.

Lorna snickered, jumped off her horse and walked to the unconscious orc, pulled out her dagger with her backhand, and pulled it on the neck of the orc soldier, and immediately her blood spurted.

Cheng Xiaotian subconsciously closed his eyes, and said in his heart, you are good enough.

"My lord, although you have changed your appearance, I have never seen anyone fly like you, you say...... Walk you! While explaining, Rona quickly cut off her head and put it in a cloth bag, patted it and smiled: "You say, so I can't guess your identity?" ”

Get...... Cheng Xiaotian suddenly realized that he was really stupid.

If there is a mistake, he will correct it, he immediately put away his flying sword, and asked with a sneer: "So you can't recognize it, right?" ”

Luo Na looked at Cheng Xiaotian and shook her head with a serious face: "It's still not my lord, in fact, even if you don't have to look at it, I can recognize you." ”

After that, Rona exaggerated sniffled and said, "I can smell you, huh...... It's weird to smell good......"

So she sniffed it a few more times, Cheng Xiaotian's hair stood on end, and she subconsciously raised her hand to protect her chest.

But he can rest assured that Lorna is talented, and everyone can't have a dog nose......

"You are not allowed to speak to anyone, not even my people, about today." Cheng Xiaotian pulled the saddle and got on the horse while admonishing, and was smelled by his daughter, which made him feel very awkward.

"Whoa!" Luo Na replied crisply, and after answering, she remembered something, and hurriedly asked loudly: "Lord Lord, can the head of the undead receive a reward?" ”

When Cheng Xiaotian heard this, his brows suddenly furrowed, he always felt awkward about this, but he couldn't say anything wrong, he thought about it and replied: "If you can be sure that it is the undead enemy army of the Dark City, you should be able to receive the reward...... Why don't you go back and ask Old Barton, he's familiar with this. ”

After that, Cheng Xiaotian hit the horse and left.

Rhona was a little disappointed and muttered, "Is it reliable?" Why do you make me ask others about your bounty, it seems that this head has been picked up in vain......"

Her words faintly came into Cheng Xiaotian's ears along the wind, Cheng Xiaotian was stunned, and when he turned around, he saw that Luo Na had already gotten on his horse and left, and the two parted ways, and the distance was getting farther and farther.

Two groups of adventurers picked up the undead's head overnight, which seemed a bit unusual, but Cheng Xiaotian couldn't figure it out, and he was in a hurry to find Youyou, so he put it aside for the time being and hurried away wholeheartedly.

He thinks that with old Dawson here, this matter should be handled.

And at this time in the Bella Valley......

"Old Dawson, what do you think about this?" This time it was not Barton Jr. who was questioned, but his old son Barton, and Old Dawson was also just dragged by him.

Here's why:

Since last night, adventurers have come here one after another to hand over their heads and receive rewards, and they have brought back not many orc troll coalition heads, and most of them have found nothing. This is also normal, now that eight days have passed since the battle, the rout has long since run away, and there are few hiding nearby, but the strange thing is that almost all of them have brought back the head of an undead.

Despite the vows of many, they were attacked by an army of the undead, and after a fierce battle, the heads were cut off. Still, some adventurers admit that they picked up these heads on the grassland.

"Lord Dawson, can these heads be rewarded?" One of the warlocks asked, and his fellow hunter immediately added, "Even a gold coin will do." ”

Old Dawson's face was gloomy and terrible, and he frowned and thought silently.

"Dawson? Old Dawson! Old Patton elbowed.

Old Dawson was awakened and asked, "How much did they bring back?" ”

Hearing this, Old Barton's face also became ugly, and he pinched his teeth and said, "When I went to look for you, there were 117, as for now, ......?"

"135." Little Barton added on the side.

"Oops!" Old Barton suddenly changed color, and threw himself on the big wooden barrel containing the head, only to see that the barrel was densely packed with peeling and revealing undead heads, with godless eyes, motionless.

"It's okay, it's not 136." Old Dawson muttered a sigh of relief to himself.

At this moment, I only heard the sound of "flower rubbing", and another undead head was thrown on the pile of human heads, and after rolling a few times, the face of ** was facing the old Dawson, and the eyes without pupils looked directly at the old Dawson.

A lazy voice came from behind him: "Forget it, I picked it up anyway, I don't want any money, I'll give it to you." ”