"Whew~Whew~"

Chenyang couldn't help exhaling in his mouth, endured the pain and bandaged the wound on his waist, his eyes were bloodshot.

When the wound was bandaged, Chenyang's face was a little pale, and his forehead was sweating profusely, quite a bit like he had just recovered from a serious illness.

There was a sound of footsteps in his ears, rapid and powerful, and he came to Chenyang's side in a blink of an eye.

Looking up, Laura came to him, saw the gunshot wound on Chenyang's waist, and said with a worried expression: "You are injured!"

"Minor injuries, out of the way." Chenyang stood up and said softly, his eyes on the Holy Trinity Organization nearly a hundred meters away.

A dozen soldiers approached, assault rifles in both hands, as if ready to wipe out the remaining remnants.

Chenyang inserted the electric knife back into his waist, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he had touched the wound, and said softly: "Let's leave first, we can't let them find us."

Laura nodded, as if she was about to help Chenyang leave, but saw Chenyang walking in front alone, with steady steps under his feet, not at all like an injured appearance.

With the help of plant perception, Chenyang took Laura, and with the help of trees and rocks, quickly left towards the remote area of the battlefield.

The group of soldiers was preparing to deal with the battle in the rear, but after walking nearly 100 meters, they only saw the bodies of two soldiers, and the rest of the indigenous people did not find anything.

A dozen soldiers split up and searched for the rest of the enemy in a carpet pattern.

Chenyang was hiding behind a tree, fearing that the soldiers would find out if the movement was too loud, and even the sound of breathing through his nose became extremely slow.

Laura walked far away, her eyes on the morning sun, her eyes a little worried, and her hands clutched the wooden bow.

There was a slight sound of footsteps, and Chenyang didn't have to look sideways to know that a soldier was walking towards him, and just a few meters behind him saw a little corner of his coat exposed.

The soldier had excellent eyesight, and saw the clothes behind the tree from afar, and chased all the way here, but he did not tell the other soldiers about the feat.

The footsteps of the soldiers got closer and closer, and in the blink of an eye, they approached within three meters, and Chenyang was still standing in place, motionless.

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew, and the soldiers who were blowing slowed down slightly.

Chenyang noticed this slight change, and took a step under his feet, a distance of three meters under his feet, but he had already walked in two steps, and came to the front of the soldier.

With a swing of the blade in his hand, he stabbed the soldier in the throat, and blood flowed from his throat.

Chenyang drew the blade of the knife and shook the blood from the blade.

The special effect of the legendary item Cangmu was activated, and after that knife, a slight blue-green energy gushed out, healing the wound on his waist.

The originally pale face suddenly improved, and it looked a lot more ruddy.

Laura hid behind a rock not far away, with a bow and arrow in her hand ready to fire, thinking that in case something happened to the morning sun, she could shoot arrows to save people.

As a result, when he saw the scene of Chenyang's shot, he stepped out in two steps, quickly drew his knife and killed people, and the time spent was less than two seconds.

With such a superb killing technique, it may be difficult to achieve such results without being honed for a long time, which makes Laura a little curious.

Why did Chenyang, an explorer who suddenly appeared, have such exquisite martial arts, and why did he want to enter the tomb of Queen Himiko to find out.

Just as Laura was thinking, Chenyang had already walked up to her, knocked a hand on her head, and said loudly, "Let's go, let's get out of here."

"It's still early, so you don't have to go back so early." Laura touched the place where she had been knocked and said with some pain.

"Who said we were going back?" Chenyang turned his head, looked at Laura, and said curiously.

Listening to Chenyang's meaning, Laura didn't seem to be ready to go back to the cave, her tone was slightly curious, and she asked in a low voice, "If you don't go back, then where will we go next?"

The morning sun plant perception turned on, and as early as when he killed the soldier, he found that there was another person around, it was a local tribesman, who looked like he was broken up by the Holy Trinity Organization in the battle just now and fled here.

"Let's go meet the others." With the ability to perceive plants, Chenyang quickly walked towards the location of the indigenous people.

Laura followed closely behind him, her face calm, and this time she didn't ask Chenyang any questions.

In Laura's ears, a gunshot suddenly rang out, Chenyang's face was shocked, he couldn't care about the injury, and he ran quickly with his steps.

In his plant sense, there was an extra soldier at the edge, and unlike the other soldiers, he seemed to be more well-equipped.

Chenyang couldn't see the difference, but what he did know was that the guy had spotted the tribesmen's whereabouts, and that shot had just been fired by him.

As he ran, Chenyang changed his path slightly, intending to sneak up on the soldier from behind, and the Ink Shadow Hand was already covered with a black membrane under his feet.

Now that the injury on his waist has not healed, the overall combat level has dropped a lot, if he strikes head-on, Chenyang is worried that something will happen, so he is more secure or chooses to sneak attack.

The footsteps were silent, and he hurried behind the soldier, holding the electric sword in his right hand, and slashed towards the soldier in front of him.

The soldier had been on the battlefield for a long time, and he had already honed his intuition for danger, and instinctively prompted him to dodge the knife, and his gaze coincidentally swept to the morning sun behind him, with some puzzle in his eyes.

At this time, Chenyang was wearing the camouflage uniform of the Holy Trinity Organization, and when this soldier saw it at first glance, he thought that someone had defected, and he naturally had a little more doubts in his heart.

However, the movement of his hand was not slow at all, and holding the handle of the gun with one hand, he smashed towards Chenyang's blade, blocking the second knife that was swung.

Holding this assault rifle in one hand, the pistol with his left hand already stretched out to his waist, seemed to intend to shoot Chenyang with one shot.

Before the soldier could strike, a feathered arrow came from a distance and plunged diagonally into his wrist, causing his hand to draw his gun to shake, and blood flowed down the wound.

Seeing the opportunity, Chenyang grabbed the blade in his hand with both hands, and slashed at the assault rifle, directly shocking the soldier back.

In the next second, the morning sun appeared at the soldier's side, and the blade in his hand slashed, and a snow-bright and sharp white light slashed through the air, piercing the ribs and piercing the soldier's heart.

The blade was pulled out, and Chenyang didn't care about the corpse, but ran again.

The native, who had run away from the soldiers in the morning sun, had deliberately changed direction as he fled, as if he was afraid that they would catch up.

After he ran a few hundred meters, he finally couldn't hold on anymore, stopped where he was, gasping for breath, and his eyes swept around from time to time, as if to see if there were other soldiers catching up.

Before he could rest for a few seconds, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, also wearing a camouflage uniform, but not carrying a firearm.

When the natives saw Chenyang, who was a little thin, their eyes lit up, and they seemed to feel that they had a chance to win him, so they let out a loud roar and rushed forward with their hands in their fists.

Chenyang didn't even have a chance to explain, looking at the rushing natives, he let out a slight sigh from his mouth and stretched his hands forward.

Before the aborigines in front of him could make a move, he felt a pain in his waist and fell directly to the ground, with a long knife on his neck.

Looking up, he found that the soldier who had been bare-handed before had pulled out a long knife at some point and was looking at him with a fierce expression.

"You, what are you going to do!" The natives spoke English, and their eyes were full of fear, as if they were afraid that the morning sun would kill him.

But seeing Chenyang suddenly retract the blade, he helped him up: "It's good that you can speak English, I'm still worried that I can't communicate and what misunderstandings will happen." Don't worry, I'm not here to kill you. ”

In a few seconds, Laura caught up and found Chenyang and the natives standing together, the two of them talking, smiling and looking happy.

Chenyang saw Laura coming over and introduced: "York, this is what I said about Laura, Laura, this is York, a few years ago he was shipwrecked on the island of Yamatai and joined the local tribe."

Laura nodded slightly at York, "Hello."

After Chenyang saw that the two had met, he smiled and said, "York, my friend is here, you can take us to your gathering place now."

York smiled and nodded, walking in the front, but there was a sinister look in his eyes.