Chapter 12: The Great Tuesday Prince 3

As a result, as soon as I took two steps closer, I smelled a strong smell of blood at the end of my nose.

Qin Qian's heart is not good.

Hurry inside.

When he saw that clearing, Qin Qian couldn't help but "My ...... Sky! Exclaimed.

It was destroyed by an unknown force in the middle of the poplar forest, as if it had been smashed out of a crater, and it was ...... It's all dead!

Guanzhi is wearing clothes, and all of them are members of the mercenary group......

"All Dead......

There were at least a hundred or so dead people.

The river of blood was not enough to describe the picture in front of him, and the pungent smell of blood made Qin Qian almost vomit.

At the same time, he sighed.

"That big Tuesday prince is too powerful!"

It's just a moment of effort, she has already hurried over, or is it late, not to mention, he can kill more than a hundred people with a wave of his hand, and he is worthy of being the first god of war in the Great Zhou.

Qin Qian secretly rubbed his admiration in his heart.

The smell of blood is too strong, and I'm afraid the guards defending the city will find it at the latest......

Qin Qian decided to leave quickly before he spit it out.

"Ahem—ahem!"

Coughing.

Qin Qian thought he had misheard.

It can't be a ghost.

In the middle of the night, how could there be a cough in the pile of dead people.

"Ahem, cough, cough"

There was an extremely low coughing sound again, Qin Qian thought to himself, could there be a survivor?

She quickly turned her head and glanced at the pile of dead.

Sure enough, a young man covered in blood struggled to sit up, "There is still a living mouth!" Qin Qian ran into the pit in surprise, helped the bloody boy up, and saw that the young man's face was covered with blood by the moonlight, and it was difficult to peek at his appearance, and he kept vomiting blood in his mouth.

Qin Qian touched his pulse and couldn't help but sigh.

"Why are you so miserable......"

If you don't have vitality like me, forget it!

"Are you like me, you want to see the fun, but you are caught up in this massacre! It's pathetic. ”

Qin Qian looked at this confused teenager and thought to himself, he couldn't leave him here, if he left it alone, I am afraid that he will not have the vitality to protect his body, and he will be seriously injured, I am afraid that he will burp in an hour.

In his previous life, as a medicine venerable, he had no vitality in this life for the time being, and he saw the young man pitiful.

It's really unbearable to die like this.

Although we are not yet energetic, but we are strong and strong, Qin Qian thought for a second, and then left the dead pile with the young man on his back. Step by step, climb up.

Crawled out of the crater.

The boy was vague, and in the thick smell of blood at the end of his nose, he smelled a faint fragrance.

In a blur, his eyes opened a slit.

Now.

The black hair is like a waterfall, and there is no superfluous decoration on the head.

It's a girl......

Decide on the benefactor.

As the girl climbed out of the pit with a bump, the boy completely lost consciousness.

Qin Qian didn't notice that outside the slaughter pit, there was a white cat, elegantly combing her hair, staring at her back carrying the young man's departure, a pair of golden eyes narrowed slightly.

……

Emperor Wu City, as the city of the Martial King, even if it is a warrior, it is not allowed to fight in the city without permission, if you are caught by the Supervision Department for destroying public property, you will go to prison directly! The skills of the dead men of the Supervision Department are definitely no joke.

The gates of the royal city are naturally well guarded.

In the middle of the night, an ordinary girl carried a bloodied teenager into the city. Naturally, it attracted the attention of the soldiers defending the city.

Stopped the other party as a matter of course.

As a result, the girl calmly touched it in her arms, and took out a token and threw it over.

When the soldiers defending the city saw it, they hurriedly let them go.

Seeing the girl walking on the back of a young man covered in blood in the snowy night, he gradually moved away.

A soldier asked, confused.

"Is that prosaic little girl very promising? How do you look at it, you are very respectful and let it go. ”

"The people of the Divine General's Mansion, who dares to stop it."

"Huh?"