Lin Xin was sleeping soundly, and with Feng Wu by his side, he was finally able to sleep peacefully.

And Feng Wu himself was cultivating.

Crawling on the ground like an old cow, his muscles tense and his blood vessels bulging, squirming constantly.

The power of the blood in his body was surging like a sea raging, and more than a dozen baptism pills were swallowed by him, even if he knew that this was made of human life, he didn't have too much burden in his heart.

In a sense, he was a pragmatist.

Instead of being trapped in false morality and righteousness to abandon the disadvantages of baptism, it is better to use it to improve one's own strength, perhaps this is the respect for the dead.

Even though he lost most of his emotions and the appearance of the Baptisting Pill made him begin to doubt his identity, he always believed that he was a member of the human race.

Therefore, he would not deliberately promote the refining of the baptismal pill, but he would not contradict the fact that it had already happened.

The night is deep, under the darkness about to be extinguished under the bonfire, the darkness seems to be approaching step by step, and the shadows of the trees around it seem to turn into ghosts and erode people's hearts, this is a depressing era, and the smell of destruction is everywhere.

"Let's go! We must cross this Tianlu Mountain tonight, and go down the river in the reeds in the morning, otherwise the Demon Mastiff will definitely be able to feel our breath, once caught up by the Demon Country reconnaissance force, we will not be able to protect the doctor's safety with our ability!"

A woman in a nightrobe has an ordinary and cold face, wears a hyacinth badge on her chest, and carries two thin swords two fingers wide on her back.

There were also two women dressed similarly to her, and the three of them were in a triangular formation, protecting an old man and two young people, a man and a woman, in the middle.

"Whew... Doctor, how long will your trickery last?"

Another egg-faced woman in a nightcoat asked with a slight gasp, it was clear that the long-term continuous high-speed movement was gradually exhausting her physical strength.

"I have to correct you, what we're wearing now is nothing more than a replica of Trick Item-037, whose properties are vastly different from the real thing. The real trickery object-037, known as the 'Self-Propelled Shoes', was discovered in the 13th year of the Phantom Gate in an abandoned circus in Xincheng, northeast of Jialong Xiongguan. Resembling a large clown shoe, it was initially found in a large shoebox, and the moment the shoebox was opened by the scavengers, the unadorned No. 037 immediately jumped out of the shoebox and escaped with a strange pace. ”

"Perhaps due to its years of being ravaged by humans, the subject has shown extreme sensitivity and fear of living organisms, and any living form within ten meters of the object will cause it to flee quickly. The maximum speed at which the object fled was tested was around 150 kilometers per hour, and no precise data has been obtained on the duration of the maximum speed, but preliminary estimates are more than a year. It also exhibits the ability to climb over obstacles with ease, allowing any living being to control and move with them without causing any physical burden due to its rapid movement. It was eventually captured by several martial arts masters and recontained in a shoebox. ”

"The replica we were wearing under our feet could only maintain a speed of 20 kilometers per hour, and it had to be naturally recharged for a week every day we ran, because of the ······ method of making it"

The old man known as "The Doctor" had white hair, but his face did not look old, with a white beard, gold-rimmed glasses, a sophisticated hairstyle, and a tall figure.

That is, of course, if you don't count the funny oversized clown shoes on his feet and Chaplin's bizarre movements.

"Will he leak the secret if he continues to say this?"

The man who was protected in the middle couldn't help but say to the young woman.

"Now that the confidential files have been leaked, no wonder the Ministry of Science and Technology does not allow the old guy to go out, and he has to sneak out secretly and privately to put incense on his own teacher, not only to go where he is unlucky, but also to keep his mouth open. If the old guy is allowed to hang around in Jialongxiongguan, the secret files of the Ministry of Science and Technology will almost be revealed to the world. ”

The woman said with a look of inpatience.

"After research, it has been found that the 'self-propelled shoes' are leather textures, but they do not use any known material, but a special leather mixed with characteristic psionic energy, which has extremely complex psionic circuits, even if we use powerful beast leather as a material, we can only roughly reproduce a fairly limited part of the psionic circuits, which are mainly based on the 'Solomon's six-pointed star circle'·······"

The "Doctor" continued his explanation tirelessly, completely oblivious to the increasingly ugly expressions of the man and woman.

"Enough is enough, hey!"

The woman said to the "doctor".

"As a polymath, it is my basic duty to preach and solve doubts. Since she asked sincerely, then I should be merciful and compassionate······"

"Doctor" said.

"Ah, hey, he shamelessly used the classic villain lines of old-era cartoons!"

The young man couldn't help but growl.

"Can the 'Doctor' tell us the exact information, it is a matter of life and death. ”

The woman in the night dress at the head maintained a cold expression, but the convulsive skin revealed the unrest in her heart.

"Oh, don't be so serious······ I haven't given up my timekeeping since I started using the 037 replica, my heart rate is 73 beats per minute under the normal state, and with the effect of the 037 replica, the high-speed movement has not caused me any physical burden, my heart has been beating at a normal rate, so far a total of 105119 beats, there are ······· left"

"Doctor" muttered for a moment, and said slowly.

"How long is left?"

The cold-faced woman couldn't help but ask.

"Whew·····"

Suddenly, I heard a soft sound, and the forty-centimeter-long king-size clown shoes were like leaky balls.

"Ah, just as you were talking, the last one was just done. ”

The doctor glanced at the funny clown shoes and looked at the three women in nightwear with some embarrassment: "It's all my fault, if I can do a hundred push-ups, a hundred squats, a hundred sit-ups, and jogging ten kilometers a day, then my heart rate can be reduced to 50 beats per minute, maybe the duration of the imitation can be extended." ”

"I don't know if the heart rate decreases, but if you do, you'll be bald!"

The woman roared.

"Hey, your focus is weird too!Shouldn't you complain that the heart rate has nothing to do with the duration of the imitation?!"

The man said with a frenzied expression.

Seeing this, the three women in nightwear could only force themselves to maintain a calm expression on their faces, and they even began to doubt the correctness of accepting this mission.

Sure enough, as rumored, the Ministry of Science and Technology is some complete weirdos?

"Doctor, since the trickery has lost its effect, then we must rely on our own physical strength to climb over Tianlu Mountain, can you still hold on? The physical strength of the three of us is not enough to carry you over this mountain······

The last veiled nocturnal woman said to the doctor.

"Ah····· It doesn't matter, in the old days, I used to be a long-distance runner in school, I loved mountaineering, I once climbed the Himalayas with my friends, and went deep into the Sahara Desert, although it has been abandoned for more than 30 years, but a Tianlu Mountain with an altitude of 1,200 meters is still not a problem. ”

The doctor slowly took off the large clown shoes on his feet, put them in the backpack on his back, and took out a pair of shoes and put them on his feet.

"The man who falls into the stable from the second floor of the second floor of the 'paradise on earth' will dare to claim that he has climbed the Himalayas·····"

The man and woman also replaced the replica No. 037, and the group was preparing to continue their departure.

"Whoa!"

Suddenly, the roar of the beast sounded in the distance.

"Oops! It's a Demon Mastiff! How can it be so fast!"

····················

Just as the sound of the mastiff sounded, Lin Xin jumped up from the ground in an instant, with a vigilant expression.

After many days on the run, he had already formed a habit of waking up from sleep with the slightest sound.

"The voice of the beast?"

Feng Wu also put away the Kui Niu stake method and stood up.

The voice······ It's a Demon Mastiff!"

Lin Xin's face changed.

"Demon Mastiff?"

Feng Wu frowned, and no relevant memories appeared in his memory.

"The Demon Mastiff is a rare dog breed in the Demon Country, with a good pedigree, excellent physical endurance, comparable to a martial artist, a very sensitive sense of smell, a ferocious nature, and can be combined with the owner through exercise. ”

"Generally in the Demon Legion, in order to facilitate the tracking of the enemy, only the Demon Nation Reconnaissance Force will be equipped. ”

Lin Xin said with a solemn face.

"Demon Nation Reconnaissance Force ·····"

This time, relevant memories appeared in Feng Wu's mind.

The Demon Reconnaissance Force, the elite of the Demon Kingdom, is composed of powerful martial artists, who are specially born for intelligence gathering, assassination, and special missions, and sometimes as a member of the Vanguard Death Regiment, infiltrating the city, hunting the head of the enemy army, and helping the troops to attack the city.

"Interesting, go check it out. ”

Seal the martial arts.

"Hey, hey, you're not reacting right! Aren't people avoiding······"

Lin Xin said speechlessly.

However, before he could finish speaking, Feng Wu's figure had already disappeared into the dense forest.

"Damn!

Lin Xin scolded and hurriedly followed.

·················

On the other side, in the woods.

"What is the purpose of the three hyacinth members of 'Flower Language' sneaking into the rear of our army······"

The Demon Country Reconnaissance Team is led by a tall and thin Demon Man with high and convex cheekbones and deep-set eye sockets, giving people a gloomy feeling.

And across from them are the three nocturnal walkers of Flower Language Hyacinth.

Their image is very embarrassing, their night clothes have long been torn, their hair is scattered, blood hangs from the corners of their mouths, and there is an inexplicable smell of burnt paste all over their bodies.

Even so, they still kept the three doctors firmly behind them.

"Looks like you've caught a great fish. ”

The tall and thin Demon Kingdom man narrowed his eyes and swept over the doctor and the others.

"Can't you support it?I didn't expect the leader of this Demon Country reconnaissance team to have a 'talent'·······"

"I'm afraid that ordinary advanced martial artists are not his opponents. ”

"Is that the only way to do that?"

The three of them glanced at each other, and they all saw the determination in each other's eyes.

They can be sacrificed, but nothing can happen to the Doctor.

Because they are only three people, and the value of the Doctor to the Northwest Terran is comparable to an entire city!

For the sake of our compatriots who have died or are still suffering from the chaos of war!