"I think the purpose of our trip, Sister Ma Li should have told you, so, I think now is not the time to talk nonsense, you can follow me, we are in a hurry, you must keep up!" This conversation, I don't plan to continue, I took the reins and ran out first.

The others just glanced at Sket curiously, and immediately ran after me, Sket shrugged his shoulders to Ma Li and said: "Your brother is really the same as you said, normal priests don't like him, I feel it, he doesn't like me very much, but I'm not a normal priest, so, he, I like it!" After speaking, he shook the reins of the horse and chased us on the road together.

Two kilometers ahead, we met with the team sent by Huofeng, and immediately rushed to the Shaanchuan Pass with all our might, Feiteng took four days to reach the Shaanchuan Pass, and we had to arrive in a day and a night, and we had to launch an attack on the Black Wind Village in the early hours of tomorrow morning, especially in this kind of time when the snow had just ended, there was a little bit of an obstacle, but it was not big.

By nightfall we had caught up with the flying convoy, to be exact, we had appeared outside their camp, and it seemed that they had not yet been attacked, and they were gathering up the convoy and forming a circular defensive position with the carts, but unfortunately the darkness had doomed their position to imperfection.

That imperfect formation, let us all have the idea of not waiting for those thieves in Black Wind Village, directly attacking this convoy, Feiteng only has three squads, and we also have two squads, they have materials that need to be protected, and we don't, our side can attack unscrupulously, and they still have many concerns, which is our advantage.

As for those handlebar types that drive cars, at such times, as long as they don't threaten their lives, they generally won't resist, no matter who wins in the end, someone has to catch the car, so they are not afraid that someone will kill them, as for a few people in the military, I bet, they will definitely stand by and watch, as long as we pretend to be thieves.

Through spiritual communication with the gargoyles, I have already seen the quartermaster surnamed Liu, who is the carrier pigeon he released, so the people in the military must know that the thieves will attack after tonight.

At this time, I was standing on a branch in the woods on the side of the mountain pass, although my eyes were on the lens of the magic clairvoyant, but in my heart I had been weighing whether to attack immediately, I glanced at the people resting under the tree, those people of the fire phoenix except for the captain who led the team, they knew at a glance that they were melee warriors, they couldn't see the fatigue of half a day, and it was a piece of cake for them to rush hundreds of kilometers overnight, not to mention that it was only about fifty kilometers now.

Except for Pastor Scott, this little bit of the road is also not to their limit, and they all rest quietly at this time, they know that the second half of the night is their stage, and now, it is better to be quiet.

As for the priest Scott, I looked at him a little more, and he was now leaning against a tree, and seemed to be asleep, but he was not tired, but he was too excited, and here he was the most excited, so he needed to be quiet, and he himself thought so, so he sat quietly.

But the magic fluctuations in his body completely exposed his inside, and even I was affected, this time I led the team alone, and I led the team alone in this fledgling team for two tasks, and I really had some indescribable emotions in my heart, which was very abnormal.

I turned my head to look at Scott again, he moved, his eyes opened slightly, his hood had been removed, he was still handsome, and he always smiled.

I beckoned to him, and instead of letting him sit there and try to suppress the magic fluctuations in his body, I should let him come and give me ideas and distract him.

He jumped up to the branch where I was standing, stood side by side with me, and took the magic clairvoyant mirror I handed me, and he turned his head slightly to observe the soaring camp.

"Do you know, there are two factions in the pastor, one is a white pastor like your sister Ma Li, who mainly studies life, and the other is me - I am a war pastor, but they prefer to call me a black pastor, I study death, I have been studying how to kill people, so I have no friends in the church, and Sister Ma Li may be my only friend, and she talked to me about you, which made me very interested in you for a while, until I saw you in the morning, I immediately recognized you!" While Scott was observing the enemy camp, I told me a lot of things that were completely out of reach of the present situation.

He put down the clairvoyant mirror, saw my puzzled look, smiled proudly, and continued: "I said that things between you and me need to find a time and place to talk in private, and now I think it's a good time!"

"Why?"

"Are you asleep between now and the wee hours of the morning?"

"Can't sleep!"

"That's it, there's still a little time until the wee hours of the morning, and you can't sleep, there's still some time before the show, why don't we talk? Don't worry, I'm not going to be the one to drag my feet while you're fighting, I'm a priest, and there are N ways to keep myself absolutely awake, and you, an undead creature, will always be in the best fighting condition, am I right?" Skart winked at me, he was right, for the two of us, it's not like the people under the tree need to rest to stay in shape.

Skrt didn't care if I would answer him, but said to himself: "There are no undead creatures in our world, the soil of this world is not suitable for the growth of undead creatures, and those undead creatures that remain in this world are all summoned by necromancers, including you, am I right?"

I nodded, when I appeared in this world, I already felt that this world is indeed not suitable for the survival of undead creatures like me, the breath of the dead here is too weak, but the breath of the living is too strong, the undead can only survive by absorbing the breath of the living, but the breath of the living makes us indigestible, a large amount of breath of the living impacts our fragile soul fire, making it crazy, letting it get lost, and letting it self-destruct, which is why those undead creatures appear in front of the world in a state of madness.

Seeing that I was lost in thought, Skert continued, and his words seemed to have a magical power that appeared directly in the fire of my soul: "Then why are you not crazy? Why can you still reshape your body, why are you becoming more and more like a living being?"