The clock is ticking and the night is getting darker.

The campfires in the camp were starting to get a little darker.

Originally, he was just going to take a break and keep everyone warm, and Old Ned didn't let people pick it up so much.

But now, the inky color in the night sky is almost melting.

He looked down at the watch on his wrist that had followed him for decades: it was only ten minutes away, and it was almost nine o'clock!

But Li Wu, who should have come back a long time ago, never came back.

Although he was still reassuring everyone, telling everyone not to panic, he said that he had just sent someone to contact Hanjiang City.

But the old village chief knew that something must have happened to Hanjiang City now!

There aren't many people in this world who can stop that person and keep him from coming back.

His forehead was already a little soaked, and Ned inadvertently slashed his cuffs across the door, at this time, he must not panic!

As the head of the village, he is the only military position in the village, and now the lives of the remaining 300 or so people in the village are pinned on him.

The old men who had accompanied Old Ned before after the break, as people who had also seen Li Wu's face, couldn't help but look at this old guy frequently at this time.

They didn't know much, they just knew that Li Wu might be strong, much stronger than the old guy who was the village chief, but they didn't know how strong Li Wu was.

Older people have their own judgment and wisdom in dealing with things, and they all know that they can't communicate with Old Ned at this time, and they can't let other villagers know the truth about this matter, let alone let them know that the person who is almost looked down on by everyone has become the patron saint of the village.

The nights in Bac Giang are very cold in winter, reaching minus 20 degrees, and it is difficult to completely block the cold even with a thick enough cotton jacket.

"Let's get some sleep, we'll be in Hanjiang City when we wake up." The old men comforted their young children and grandchildren with their wide coats.

The village chief took everything into account, and he was very grateful that the old guys didn't drop the chain at the critical moment to come out and ask him, but on the other hand, he also felt more sorry for everyone......

Deep down, there is a deep sense of powerlessness, even if you can't help that person, you can't even protect the villagers.

If you weren't an auxiliary priest, even if it was a first-order combat position, it would be much better than now!

……

Liu Guwu was talking to her father and mother in a whisper, and Wang Xiaowen was the same.

And Li Wenhao has been sitting there, staring at the ring for a long time.

"Boom!"

Li Wenhao's ears moved slightly, and he turned his head sharply to look into the woods on the side.

Just now, I seem to hear something coming.

"Click, click......"

There was a slightly small, high-pitched sound, not like a normal person walking, but more like the slight grinding sound of a sharp object inserted into the snow.

Holding on to the wall behind him, Li Wenhao slowly stood up.

"What's the matter, Wenhao? What's the situation? The gentleman, who was the first to notice that he was not right, asked.

"I don't know!" Li Wenhao shook his head, pointed in the direction of the woods, and said, "I seem to hear something coming." ”

The old man's expression changed, and he hurriedly stopped the conversation of the people around him and concentrated his energy.

But for a long time, I didn't hear any movement.

The old man thought for a moment, hesitated, and then whispered: "Wenhao, could it be, you heard it wrong......

Li Wenhao shook his head, very firm!

He was sure that something was definitely coming in that direction.

It is a "creaking" and "creaking" sound that is different from the "creaking" and "creaking" sound that any person or animal makes when stepping on the snow in a place.

He still remembers that every winter, sometimes the snow would be very heavy, and when it was very deep, he would make a dry branch to hold onto it, and the tip of the branch would be stuck in the snow.

And now, this "click" sound is getting closer, Li Wenhao is sure that he heard it correctly, but why no one around heard it.

Gradually, Li Wenhao's face became more and more ugly, and he had already heard those "click" and "click" sounds, which began to mix with various noises.

The sound of stepping on the ground, the sound of birds flapping their wings, the sound of gold and iron, the neighing of nameless beasts, the roar of majesty......

The gentleman, who had already sensed that something was wrong, called the old village chief over early and explained it to him.

The old village chief didn't dare to despise it, and called the villagers to gather like a great enemy, facing the direction that Li Wenhao was staring at, and gathered behind them.

"It's coming!"

Li Wenhao said softly.

The old village chief concentrated his gaze in the direction where the voice came.

As soon as Li Wenhao's words fell, he finally heard a voice from the woods, and something was indeed approaching.

And for old Ned, who had been on the battlefield, this kind of sound was not unfamiliar to him, it was a sound that could only be made when a large number of alien races and various races mixed together.

"Stand back, all stand back, all step back further!" Old Ned shouted at the crowd behind him.

"You too, stand back and stand with everyone." Raising an arm in front of Li Wenhao, the old village chief said.

didn't bother with why he could hear the movements of the alien race so much earlier than himself, those were all things that should be considered after surviving.

Li Wenhao nodded, and while slowly retreating, he said heavily: "A lot!" ”

The old village chief nodded and replied, "I know, I'll see if the situation is not right, I'll come to the palace." ”

That being said, the old village chief was already hopeless that he would be able to hold on.

This is not the situation in the village before, only a single turbid ghost needs to be faced, and the alien race that cooperates with each other during the march will turn into a meat grinder, crushing every figure that stands in its way.

The Turbidity Ghost is just the most ordinary group of alien races, at best it is more difficult, as long as you stabilize it, you will have a chance to win, but the alien race that can cooperate will crush you head-on.

This is a qualitative gap!

Li Wenhao retreated into the team, neither paying attention to Wang Xiaowen who was tugging on his sleeve, nor looking at the fat tiger who was accidentally stepped on by him and stopped talking, but just looked at the direction from which the voice came from with an ugly face.

Even at this time, Li Wu did not come back.

Where the hell did he (Dad) go?

At this moment, several people in the know, including Li Wenhao and the old village chief, were thinking about it.

And the old men who knew about Li Wu's situation also said goodbye to their families again, picked up their spears, and resolutely stood in front of those young people, the old ghost Ned.

For a few of them who have eased up a lot, and for their constant persuasion, an old man who has not been able to deal with his half-toothed father in the past directly scolded: "Little cub, get out of the way, the old ones are here, and it won't be your turn yet." ”

The stone pillar was not at ease, and his face was unbearable.

The old man seemed to be addicted, and said, "Even if your father comes, you have to give me a little later." ”

"Uncle ......"

"Shut up!" The spear in the old man's hand turned upside down and plunged into the snow.

In the past, his back, which was stiff because of his age, suddenly straightened up at this moment, just like the spear beside him.

"Click" "Click"!

The sound of sharp blades piercing the snow!

A pair of "sickles" as wide as a door panel emerged from the bushes, followed by a dark green inverted triangular head above the sickles.