The five wounded adventurers moved forward slowly, each with a not very good face, a mixture of exhaustion, pain, and ...... Apprehension.

"Commander, why did you refuse to accept the help of those two people just now? I don't think those two people are like bad guys, if they help......" chattered one of the bearded adventurers.

"Enough!" Berego interrupted his men, "People can't just look at the surface, and good and bad don't write on their faces. Have you forgotten what we learned from that time? How similar it was this time, we got lost in a dangerous situation, and we teamed up with another group of adventurers to move forward together. During the day, each of them was so enthusiastic, but at night they completely changed their faces, drew their knives, and tried to slit our throats and rob us of our belongings while we were asleep. If our people hadn't found out in time, a few of us would have died there. Same mistake, I don't want to make it a second time. ”

"Okay...... bearded man sighed helplessly, if he regarded all strangers as bad people, he really shouldn't accept the help of those two people just now.

"Hehe, the woman among the two is good-looking, and she is not inferior to the female elf." Another adventurer who had peeked at Shafi laughed, but no one paid attention to him, and now was clearly not the time to talk about it.

They kept going, they kept going, and everywhere they passed did not change, as if they had been standing still. Berego was convinced that he would be able to get out of the forest and return to Iron Cannon Harbor as long as he headed east, and the others would not dare to say anything even if they were suspicious.

"Roar!"

Without warning, a roar of rage rang out, sweeping through the trees, piercing through the mist, and clearly reaching the ears of Berego and the others. Two of them shuddered, and their faces changed drastically.

The roar was followed by the sound of large creatures running, from far to near, closer and closer, bringing a tingling sense of oppression.

Berego and the others turned their heads to look in the direction the voice was coming from, and from there, they felt a familiar feeling.

It's the Weasel King!

"V-shaped formation alert, arrange the wounded to the edge of the big tree!" Berego glared, took two steps forward, pulled the bow and arrow on his back, bent the bow and arrow, and pulled the bowstring into a full moon. His entire movement took only half a second.

The rest of the adventurers moved and, on Berego's orders, lifted the wounded man with the broken leg under a tree and put his back against the tree. The wounded are unable to move freely, and leaning against a tree is the best option to avoid attacks from behind.

The rest of the men formed a V-shaped formation, looking like a flock of geese migrating south, with Berego as the horn, and the rest on either side.

"Eagle's eyes are sharp, chasing after the wind." Berego muttered under his breath, as if there was some kind of magic in his voice, causing a glow to shine from one of the rings on his hand. The ring is silvery-white with an eagle carving at the top, giving it an ancient look.

After the bright light, an eagle's chirp rang out from the ring, and then an eagle's head appeared from behind Berego, lifelike, with a sharp gaze and a faint white light.

Bereg's eyes seemed to merge with those of the eagle's head and shadow, and his gaze became sharper than an arrow, even seeing through the thick mist.

A behemoth caught his eye, and its shape was the same as that of an ordinary weasel, but it was several times larger, about the size of a tiger. The behemoth had a broken arrow stuck in its left eye, and the wound had already crusted, but the red blood was still there, staining the white hair underneath. Its claws were long and sharp, like daggers bound together.

It's none other than the Weasel King!

"See you again, you brute!" Remembering the death of his two companions at the Weasel King's claws, Berego couldn't help but feel angry and pained, and slightly adjusted his hand to aim the tip of the glittering arrow at the Weasel King's right eye, and then let go of his hand and let the arrow fly out.

"Whoosh!"

The arrow pierced the air and the white mist with hundreds of catties of force, and went straight to the right eye of the Weasel King, which was enough to penetrate the right eye. However, just as the arrow was about to hit, the Weasel King suddenly flashed with dexterity, jumped to the side, and dodged the arrow.

The arrow shot into the air and disappeared into the mist, and after a few breaths, there was a muffled "beep", probably stuck in the trunk of the tree.

The Weasel King was extremely fast, and he had already rushed closer, only about thirty yards away from Berego and the others.

At this distance, except for Berego, the others could not see the figure of the Weasel King, and could only stand there staring.

Bereg released arrows in succession, raining down arrow after arrow on the Weasel King not far away. His movements were fast and accurate, and each arrow was aimed at the Weasel King's vital point, but the Weasel King reacted too quickly and avoided all of these arrows unscathed.

Instead of rushing forward to kill, the Weasel King circled around Berego and the others, creating more white mist by farting as he ran. This is its unique attack, which can use the fog to cause problems for the enemy. It is worthy of being the king of the weasels, creating far more white mist than its peers, and it is also thicker.

After a few farts, Berego and the others were completely submerged in the white mist, and the visibility that was originally about ten yards was sharply reduced to a pitiful five yards, which was very unfavorable for them.

Even Berego, who had received the "Eagle Eye Blessing", was affected, and no matter how sharp his eyes were, he couldn't see through such a thick white mist.

"Damn, it's using this trick again, quickly pull up the wounded, and everyone leave this area together!" Beregor gritted his teeth and ordered.

In such a low visibility place, there was no way to fight, and everyone did their duty, two of them were responsible for holding the shield behind the hall, and one was responsible for supporting the wounded, and retreated to the rear together.

But before everyone could go far, the Weasel King suddenly pierced through the fog and launched a surprise attack with thunder, swinging his claws at one of the shield bearers.

Everywhere the cold light passed, the shield collapsed, blood splashed, and screams rang out.

……

Anrui and Shafi gradually forgot about the encounter with Berego and the others, and began to hurry forward with peace of mind, and beware of the weasel that could appear at any time. After that, the journey was quite smooth, during which he only encountered a mere weasel, and if Sha Fei didn't do it, he just relied on An Rui to settle the horse.

There was a sudden sound of rapid running from behind, which attracted the attention of An Rui and the others, and they turned around one after another, guarding carefully.

"There were about three of them, and they were running quickly, as if they were in a hurry." Shafi listened intently and reported to Anrui. Her hearing is far superior to the latter.

"It's possible that it's another group of adventurers, and ordinary people wouldn't come to such a dangerous place." An Rui said with a frown.

The sound of running came from far and near, piercing through the fog.

Seventy, fifty, thirty......

When the other party was only thirty yards away, An Ruiyang shouted, "Who's running?" Slow your pace, or I will see you as a dangerous enemy. ”

The voice...... Why are you guys again? The runners slowed down, and one of them seemed to hear An Rui's voice, and asked rhetorically with half questions and half sighs.

An Rui also heard the other party's voice, and the group of people who came here turned out to be Berego again!

"Bereg, aren't you going back to Iron Cannon Harbor? How did you get here? Anrui frowned and shouted at the mist on the other side.

Three embarrassed figures pierced through the mist and appeared in An Rui's field of vision. The first man was Berego, who was badly wounded, with three deep wounds on his left arm and other parts of his body. The other two were not much better, almost half bloody.

The previous group of five had two fewer than three, and the leg-breaker and another adventurer were missing.

"We've been attacked by the Weasel King again." Berego frowned, gasped, and said dejectedly. This simple phrase has explained a lot.

"You've been attacked by the Weasel King again, and you've lost two more people, so you fled here in a panic?" Anrui naturally speculated. Shafi on the side covered her mouth in surprise and sadness.

"Yes, almost." Berego nodded, turned around slightly, and looked at the mist behind him with a look full of horror, "That Weasel King is very clever and cruel, it seems to want to kill us people one by one, it is estimated that it is not far away, and it will launch the next round of attacks on several of us at any time." In the first attack, we killed two people, in the second attack, we killed two more people, and in the third attack, I don't know what the result of the road will be......"

"In that case...... An Rui was not moved, but patted Sha Fei's fragrant shoulder, "Sha Fei, let's go, stay away from these dangerous guys, so as not to be implicated." ”

"How can we leave when they're so miserable?" Sophie asked, her eyes wide.

"Don't forget, we're just 'strangers,' and Mr. Beregor wouldn't trust 'strangers.'" An Rui deliberately bit the stranger's words very hard, a little deliberately revenge on Berego, what the other party said before is still lingering in his ears, and it has not dispersed. "I don't trust strangers," are the words that come out of the mouth.

Shafi was speechless, if Berego and the others didn't appreciate it, no matter how hot her heart was, it would be useless.

An Rui's words still had a certain lethality, and Berego's face obviously changed, becoming much more ugly. His gaze scanned back and forth between Anrui and Shafi, as if he wanted to see through something, and as if he was making some kind of decision. After struggling for a while, he sighed lightly and said weakly: "I'm sorry, I was wrong before, I shouldn't have doubted you." ”

"Hehe, why do you want to apologize to a stranger?" An Rui glanced at Berego and asked angrily.

"I want to ask for help."

"Have you changed your mind?"

"Yes, the current situation is very unfavorable for the few of us, and a few of us alone are no match for the Weasel King. If you can get the help of both of you, there may be a silver lining. Berego said with a calm face and a nod.

"It seems that you still don't believe the two of us, but you're just cornered, so just give it a go. Anyway, it's death both horizontally and vertically, so you don't have to worry about anything. An Rui guessed sharply.

Berego was silent, seemingly acquiescing.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you trust us or not. I'm a results-oriented person, and in my opinion, as long as the results are good, it's fine. It doesn't matter if you believe in us or not. If you want to ask the two of us to help you, then we will help you, but ......" An Rui dragged out a long tone, then shook his finger, "This help is not gratuitous, there is no free lunch in the world." ”

"How much do you want, just say it." Berego asked dryly.

"I don't want money, I want the ring on your hand." Anrui's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze fell on the eagle head ring on Bereg's left index finger, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be a ring with magic applied - the Ring of Eagle Eyes." ”