In December, the night at the foot of the snow-capped mountains was cold to the bone, and the wind through the forest was like a whistling knife.

There is a moon, the woods are black and white, and there are no insects on cold nights.

Wu Yi sits.

Wrapped in a thick black cotton coat that was some years old, he sat in a hidden place about 300 meters away from the cliff where the eldest lady and the others were hiding, resting, and at the same time alerting the surrounding situation.

I don't feel bitter, because the days have always been like this, there has been no change, and there is a lack of experience and contrast.

This time was the first time in Wu Xian's life that he remembered, and he left that closed clan village.

No one ever told him that his eyes were clear and bright, which is rare among men who grew up, and no one told him what life was actually like.

Yuan Qingyou came here once just now, inquired about the situation, cared a few words, and then gave him some injuries that he said were very advanced.

Wu Yi took it and thanked him, but after the others left, he still used the old medicine he brought to treat the wound.

Yuan Qing seemed to want to chat with him and get closer, but because Wu Yi rarely answered, he didn't talk.

"The gun, by the way, the gun is definitely going to be taken back. Wu Xian thought, "But that person, I'm afraid that he may not be able to beat, he just stood there, and scared away the people with their heads." ”

Thinking of this, he looked down at the two dead iron scimitars beside him.

Very unaccustomed feeling, thinking back to the scene at that time, the man asked him if he would use a knife, and then took his gun away, Wu Yi was a little angry, and couldn't help but laugh a little bitterly, of course he could laugh, but he rarely laughed in front of others.

"Unless you sneak up on him, you can probably give it a try...... But he didn't take the opportunity to kill me. ”

"What kind of person is he?"

Wu Xian has read some books, including very old books that teach loyalty and rules, as well as old books handwritten by the brush of the clan.

In the education he received, the things he carried, as well as the source energy, were a practice that should be grateful, because in the future, there would be terrifying things in black armor that would befall him.

Everything that the clan has done for decades until now is to prepare for the day when that day comes, and at that time, only those who practice and those who are protected by the clan will be able to live.

Just now Yuan Qing asked him what the degree of source energy fusion was, Wu Yi shook his head, this was not concealment but he really didn't know.

He didn't even know what fusion was.

In Wu Xian's memory, one day when he was only thirteen years old, he and several children of the same age were taken to undergo a terrible operation.

Source energy is very precious, and there are very few people who can practice, the patriarch said so, Wu Xian came out with the eldest lady this time because there was no source energy in the clan, and the old patriarch found an old acquaintance from a long time ago to get this opportunity.

Therefore, the biggest goal of their trip is the source energy, which is what the clan needs.

Then in Wu Xi's own heart, there is actually one more thing he wants now, he wants a radio very much, he wants it very much, he wants it very much.

The day before, on the way here, he sat in the car, Yuan Qing got out of the car to buy something, and there was an old man sitting at the counter of the small shop, and in front of the old man, there was a radio.

There are people talking on the radio, playing nice songs.

............

A larger cave, with black spears at the entrance of the cave, hung with a tarp brought to protect it from the wind. People came in according to the path and direction that Han Qingyu said, and the shrubs outside the cave entrance were as if no one had moved.

Then, Han Qingyu burned charcoal elsewhere and then moved it over, covered with grass ash, and did not show the light.

He has a surprisingly many life skills.

A group of people carry the meat with the tip of a knife, and while roasting it, they chat around the charcoal fire.

Han Qingyu just made a decision, in the next few days, he was not going to hide like this anymore, he was going out to pick up the rags.

That's what it means, and it probably means to go to a place where someone is fighting and touch the corpse.

Originally, Han Qingyu didn't have the heart to take care of these scattered pieces, but this time he entered the arena thinking that as long as he got two pieces of metal, it would be worth more than anything.

But after touching it once today, he found two things:

One, I seem to be one of the great demon kings of the proving ground, and if I don't participate in the battle and only touch the corpse, no one will fight to the death with me.

Second, no matter how much, as long as it is picked up for nothing, each source energy block can actually bring a lot of happiness.

There are more than 600 people here, and there are people calling and killing at every turn, where will they find such a good place in the future?

The conversation turned to the daytime.

"Is that man in black so strong?!" Because he didn't see it at the scene, He Tangtang felt a little regretful, imagining that one person blocked the intersection with one shot, blocking more than 20 people with one force, and even a little yearning.

What a brave man, but it's a pity that the gun is gone now.

"What about his teammates?" He asked again when he thought about it.

"I didn't see it. Han Qingyu shook his head, took a bite of the barbecue, it was not fully cooked, put it down and continued to roast.

"Actually, he should be even better than what we see. On the side, Shen Yixiu said: "He is still a third-generation device, and the utilization rate of source energy is lower than that of the later ones...... However, because it is an internal surgery, it is said that if you are injured in battle, the damage to your body will be greater. ”

Rusty Sister has talked about the situation of old-fashioned device surgery before, saying that like the Legion Commander and Shen Fengting's generation, they later changed their clothes, and they still have knife edges on their bodies.

It's a creepy feeling just thinking about it.

"Does it mean that it will directly shake the internal organs?" Yin Caixin asked in a panicked tone.

"Internal organs, such as kidneys?" Han Qingyu also had a toothy expression.

The first thing he thought of was not the heart, because the first time he came into contact with the three-dimensional device in his life was to help Lao Jian connect the kidney connection point of the eighth-generation device, so he was always impressed, and he felt that his combat power seemed to come mainly from the adrenal glands.

"Kidney, kidney?" Yin Caixin turned his head, dazed.

"Of course it's kidneys," Wen Jifei continued, "Haven't you heard an old saying from us?"

Yin Caixin: "What?"

"Kidney defeat is a common thing in soldiers. ”

"Oh, I think I've heard of this", Yin Cai thought to himself for a moment, "Huh?

This means that people who fight a lot are prone to injuring their kidneys. Wen Jifei explained.

Yin Caixin nodded, "Oh." "Noted down.

The few people next to him were trying to hold back their laughter, and Han Qingyu couldn't poke him in person, so he had to think, I hope this time is over, and Yin Caixin won't come to Huaya in the future.

The next morning, a few people left the cave and washed in a snowmelt mountain stream not far from the back of the mountain.

An exclamation suddenly sounded from Yin Caixin's mouth.

Soon, everyone saw that a corpse was colliding and drifting down.

The fatal wound was still bleeding, and it looked like he had just died in the battle and fell into a mountain stream.

The thought that he had just washed in the stream made everyone a little sick.

Except for Han Qingyu.

He fished the body over and opened the battle box, "Haha, I'll pick up a piece of this." ”

Then he groped around the corpse again.

"It's a pity. No backup energy source was found on the corpse, and Han Qingyu was a little disappointed and planned to look for it along the river.

"But it's a snow-capped mountain up there, what are they doing when they run so high?" Wen Jifei just finished asking.

"Tuk ......"

In the sky, the sound of a helicopter could be heard clearly.

the groove.

The airdrop is coming.

"Quick, go!"

Han Qingyu took the lead and ran all the way.

By the time they arrived, the airdrop had been completed and the helicopter was gone.

At least fifty or sixty people were facing each other at the scene.

Among them, there are self-preservation factions, and there are also people from the blue countries, who seem to have fought for fire, no matter who they are, they will not give in to each other, the devices have been opened, and even the knives have been drawn.

For some of them, being able to get a metal block in the Alphonse family's proving ground is not only a practical gain, but also an honor.

In short, it's not simple enough. Like Han Qingyu, he is very simple, he only wants the source energy block, and he doesn't care about any honor at all.

"What's going on?"

Han Qingyu smiled and shouted as he approached.

Yin Caixin walked beside him, and then spoke in English and French.

Some of them saw Han Qingyu appear, and their expressions were suddenly not very good.

"The piece of metal that was airdropped happened to fall into that one. "There is also a team on Hua Shiya's side, and someone helped explain it and motioned to Han Qingyu for a snow hole in the ground.

The hole is not big, probably not deep, but it is pitch black and cannot be seen clearly.

Han Qingyu tried to get closer.

Immediately, dozens of knives were pointed at him, among them were self-preservationists, and even blue knives from various countries.

Therefore, young people are easy to be impulsive and compete for a moment.

"Isn't this okay? If there is a scuffle, how many people will have to die?!Some are still blue comrades-in-arms, don't cut the big tip, cut each other here?!" Han Qingyu spoke with a look of indignation, and Yin Caixin's translator also added a tone.

"Don't let the lurking Cleanists provoke you. Han Qingyu reminded.

In fact, the truth is understood, the problem is that no one is willing to let it go now, and there is no solution for a while.

Han Qingyu frowned in public and thought carefully for a while, and said, "Otherwise, I'll make a suggestion that doesn't hurt the peace, let's fight for luck, right?"

After Yin Caixin finished translating, almost everyone on the spot looked at him, in all languages.

It seemed to be waiting for him to say.

"Let's have one person from each team, lie on the edge of the hole, lie in a circle, one, to, three, and stretch out our hands to ...... together" Han Qingyu explained with a gesture, saying: "Whoever catches it is who's, how about it? ”

After saying that, he smiled kindly and looked at the people present.

Maybe it was because he was so kind, a foreigner who appeared out of nowhere suddenly stepped forward, waved the knife in his hand, and shouted a few words at Han Qingyu.

In the case that it was difficult to distinguish between friend and foe, Han Qingyu was not sure about his identity, so he turned his head and asked, "What did he say?"

Yin Caixin, "He said why should everyone listen to you, and you're obviously late." ”

"Oh. ”

Han Qingyu turned to the foreigner, drew the knife in front of him, and then swung the knife.

"Smack. ”

Use the knife face to directly pump the person out with a look at the face.

At this moment, the audience was stunned, because Han Qingyu was not a sneak attack, but fast, accurate, and left.

Han Qingyu put away the knife, swept his gaze around, and said in a deep voice:

"Because if I had to use a knife to decide, I would have the best chance of standing until the end. ”

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