It was an early spring morning.

The sun had just jumped out of the mountains and rose into the sky with its glow, breaking through the faint darkness before dawn, and letting the breath of the earth quietly diffuse, evaporating in the air like mist, and enveloping the mountains and forests in thick clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

In the distance, there are traces of ice and snow on the high mountains. But a warm breeze, like a gentle hand, gently caresses the earth, so that the new shoots and blooming flowers wake up instantly, exuding bursts of life, which is a sweet and tranquil taste, wafting and swirling along the air.

As a result, the dreary mountain forest came alive and had a thriving scene. From time to time, there are birdsong and beast roars one after another, sending out the call of spring, showing the liveliness of the mountains and forests, and bringing people a kind of yearning for freedom.

He lay motionless on the grass that had just bloomed green shoots, and the sound of rapid breathing showed the weakness of life. Only the eyes occasionally blinked slightly, sweeping the surrounding scenery, and his face was a little blank, and there was also a kind of frustration and despair.

Because he felt cold, a kind of cold that was different from the early spring.

The cold of early spring is in the wind, which can be covered with clothing.

The coldness he felt, but he couldn't stop it, it was the coldness that emanated from his heart to his bones.

That kind of cold could instantly freeze his weak breathing, make his skin and bones stiff, and even his warm heart was covered with a layer of frost.

The mountain wind blew gently, rolling up the grass seeds that were flying in the wind, and flew farther into the mountains and forests, and a few of them fell on his face.

Those small, fluffy plant seeds gave him a tingling sensation. I wanted to stroke the grass seeds off my face, but I couldn't raise my hand, so I could only open my eyes, gasp, and lie quietly in the cold spring breeze.

From experience, he knew that all things would burst into vigorous life in this season, but he felt that the flame of his life was fading and would soon be completely extinguished, and there was not much time left for him.

Although a messy beard obscured his face, a pair of cold eyes were firm and smart.

He looked to be in his forties, which was just a middle-aged man for the Wu people of the Boundless Continent. The most conspicuous thing is the wrinkle on his forehead, as if he had been cut by a knife, showing deep grooves, which are the traces left by the years, indicating that he once had a different experience.

It's just that the people who see him now don't care about the vicissitudes of his face, because his face is pale, like an unpainted piece of animal skin. A faint and rapid wheezing sound is more likely to attract the attention and sympathy of others.

The first reaction of the person who saw him was that the person was injured, and he was very badly injured.

The middle-aged man was indeed injured, or an injury that could not be saved.

As a scout from the Secret Investigation Division of the Wu Clan Kingdom in the Boundless Continent, in the Yitian Mountain Range in the southern frontier of the Wu Clan, he should not be harmed, this is the land of the Wu Clan, and no one dares to harm the Wu King's people.

But he was indeed injured, which made people have to be vigilant and a little confused.

The Wu people in this mountain forest know that the Wu Secret Investigation Division rarely sends people to inspect southern Xinjiang, and they wait in the royal capital for a long time to probe the loyalty of princes and nobles and wealthy families to the Wu King, and monitor whether there are people with bad intentions to ensure the stability of the Wu country.

Visiting southern Xinjiang is a routine business, and the Yitian Mountains are the frontier of the Wu Nationality State, and there are many insecurity factors. So the people of Michas had to come and see if this dense mountain forest still belonged to the witch king, and the people here were still loyal to the witch king, which was very important for a country.

Every time the Michasians came, they just went through the motions, looked around, and listened. They were the people of the royal capital, and neither the town nor the most fierce people in the stockade dared to challenge the people of the Michasi.

Because challenging Michas, it is a provocation to the witch king, a factor of national instability, and must be erased.

Now this middle-aged man from Michas, however, was injured and lying on the green grass, unable to move freely, which made people feel strange.

This is a little helpless and sad for middle-aged people.

His current position should be in the Tianri region of the Yitian Mountain Range, but he was injured in the westernmost Tianjiao area, and it took him four days and three nights to run to this position, and now he is exhausted, and he doesn't even have the strength to get up, so he can only lie on the grass and gasp.

Those who know the geography of the Wu Nationality know that the Yitian Mountain Range is in the southernmost part of the Wu Nationality Country, and it is a mountain forest with a vast land.

The high Yitian Mountains are like a natural barrier, isolating the large forests, lakes, and peaks under the Yitian Mountains from the interior of the Wu Clan, forming a huge basin.

To the southeast of the Yitian Mountains, there are mountains and forests of different sizes, and these mountains are known as the land of heaven because of their gentle slopes and habitability. The northwest side of the Yitian Mountain Range is known as the land of heaven because of the steep terrain and harsh natural environment.

It is said that the land of the ascent is uninhabited, with only endless forests and mountains, and the snow on the peaks that does not melt all year round, and this place has infinite dangers. Not only are there various mountain beasts, but there are also natural storms and cold, creating an environment that can kill people.

The only place that can inhabit people is the land of the heavens, which is divided into four regions according to the southeast, northwest, and northwest, which are called the heavenly crossbow, the heavenly disk, the heavenly horn, and the heavenly sun. To the north of the land is the land of the Wu people, but to the south is an endless ocean, as for what else is in the ocean, no one knows, but there are many legends.

To enter the Witch Continent from the Land of the Cover, one must enter the edge of the Land of Heaven and pass through a place called the Valley of the Heavens.

The Valley of Tsuten, a miracle of the Etien Mountains, is sandwiched between the Land of Ascension and the Land of Heaven, where the climate is closer to the Land of Heaven and is suitable for habitation because of the change of mountains. Therefore, the people built a city in the valley of Tongtian, called Yitian City.

This is the only city in the Etienne Mountains, and it is also the only way out of the Etienne Mountains.

He wanted to rush to Ascending City and fulfill his responsibilities. Unfortunately, he was powerless, and his injuries, coupled with the long journey, left him with no strength to continue his journey, so he could only lie on the grassy hillside.

According to the judgment, he had already entered the Heavenly Sun region to the north of the Heavenly Covered Land, and was not far from the Heavenly City.

Ever since I was ordered to go to the land of heaven to check whether the people have any unfavorable remarks against the witch king, and to inquire about any actions that are unfavorable to the country, I never thought that I would face the current situation.

According to past experience, the scouts of the Michas went to the land of the heavens to just go through the motions, went to the towns and villages to collect some gifts, and easily returned to the royal capital.

But he is a serious person, and he is also a person who has a good impression of the mountains and forests, so he has to walk around and see this mountain forest in person. And this time I took a look, my fate changed and I became what I am now.

This trip to the Yitian Mountain Range, for him, I don't know if it is luck or bad luck. In the northwest of the Land of Heaven, near the junction of the Storm Sea and the Land of Ascending to the Heavens, in a deserted area, he saw many people, many people who were not from the Wu Clan.

This leads him to a major piece of news that will change the status quo of the Witch Nation and cause a war. This is his luck, as long as the news is delivered to the Witch King, he will definitely be promoted to a higher level, and if he does it well, he may be knighted.

But this major news is also the beginning of his bad luck. For this news, he was seriously injured, so that he lost all his physical strength, unable to pass on the news, and could only lie in the barren mountains and mountains, endure the cold and slowly wait for death.

He was a little unwilling.

The meaning of Michas is to use all means to obtain the information he needs, to pass it on, so that the witch king can make wise decisions based on the news, which is his job and his responsibility.

What is responsibility? For him, it's a task that he does every day.

He knows that responsibility is directly proportional to ability, and that the greater the ability, the heavier the responsibility. He knew that he was not a capable person and could not take much responsibility. It is his responsibility to deliver this message, because it is his profession and it is a task that must be done.

Now I want to pass on this news, not for the sake of high-ranking officials. Because even if you go up to the tenth level, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to enjoy the glory.

He wants to send the news now, for the sake of the Wu Clan Country, and also for the Wu King, this is his simplest idea.

This news, which is related to the peace of the entire Wu Clan, has not been delivered, and he cannot forgive himself, thinking that it is a capital crime.

He is not afraid of death, in the past years, he has faced death many times, and he has long taken life and death very lightly, how to say that he is also a man with a story. Now it's about how long you can live, and whether you have the time or opportunity to get the message out.

The news that he was unwilling to exchange his life for was just a bubble in the water, gently breaking under the mountain wind, as if it had never appeared.

But this news did appear, and it will soon spread throughout the Wu Clan. What we need to do now is to let people know about this news earlier, and be prepared for everything.

So he held on hard, not letting himself fall completely, waiting for a miracle to happen. That is to pass on the message, which is the last responsibility of his life and his last insistence.

The mountains and forests were quiet, and he was also quiet, lying in the warm spring sun, looking at the sky, and the white clouds gently drifting by, listening to the sound of the mountain wind stirring the leaves.

The mountains and forests are really beautiful, but he has no intention of appreciating them, and he only has anxiety in his heart.

In the deserted mountains and forests, it takes time and luck to wait for someone, and miracles always take time. All the unwillingness, anger and self-blame are meaningless in the face of time.

He didn't want to be a sinner in the Wu Clan, and he didn't want the news to be lost in his own hands. But he could do nothing, the only thing he could do was to pray in his heart, that the mountain god worshipped by the Wu people would appear to him and send him a true miracle.

When he prayed, he hated himself and hated why he didn't work harder, so that his magic power would be stronger and he wouldn't be hurt by anyone. And when someone finds out, why don't you be clever and decisive, so that you won't be so seriously injured that you can't even walk.

He was aware of his wounds, he had been stabbed in the thigh, deep in the bones, in the abdomen, and the internal organs were visible to the naked eye, and now he was wrapped in a coat, and he also tied his belt tightly to ensure that the internal organs did not flow out.

And these injuries are not the most serious, the most serious is a slap in the back. The strong palm force, with a strange power, penetrated the skin, shaking the meridians and organs in the body, cutting off all vitality, and there was no cure.

This is the reason why he was lying in the barren mountains and mountains, feeling sorry for himself, watching the cold mountain wind blowing in front of him, but he couldn't send the news.

Suddenly, there was a "whoosh" sound in the quiet mountain forest, and it was a sharp arrow that pierced the air and made a sharp whistling sound.