Iron Head was very sleepy now, and escaped from the terrible cavern, using almost all his strength, and finally escaped. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info he is extremely tired now, but he was assigned to the second half of the night vigil tonight.

Damn, if it weren't for the people of the Tiger Mercenary Group who were in a state of confusion after they came out, and soon fell apart and fled on their own, the number of people would have doubled, and he wouldn't have stayed at night for so long.

Of course, this is not to say that vigils are completely unbeneficial, such as ······.

"Ah, undead, don't come, don't come!" Iron Head, who was almost asleep, heard this sound and subconsciously pulled out his long sword, but the source of the sound was a tent, and he saw a tall and thin man rushing out of the tent in a panic.

And after seeing the surrounding scene clearly, the tall and thin man was stunned for a moment, and then he sat on the ground, crying bitterly, while wiping his tears, and muttering that it was great, great.

At this time, a few people also ran out of the other tents, and after seeing the crying thin man, they cursed angrily and returned to the tent.

"Poor Blackstone, this is the third time I've been awakened by a nightmare tonight, and I've seen my brother slapped into meat sauce by the undead bone dragon in the cave, and it will be a shadow for the rest of my life. The iron head looked at the tall and thin man with pity, although those who were able to escape from the cave at this time were the lucky ones who were blessed by the mother god.

But many people's hearts are still forever left in the cave, the dim cave, the dim pale glow of fluorite. The undead poured in like a tidal wave, the trampling of the undead bone dragons, and the mad lich's maniacal laughter, forming a terrible cage.

Their bodies escaped, but once they slept, they would return to the cave of death, and then flee until they lost all their strength.

Then he was chased by the undead, torn apart little by little in endless fear, and woke up in a scream.

In fact, Tietou took the initiative to ask for the second half of the night vigil, and it was true that his spirit was very tired, but he didn't dare to fall asleep, because the mental torture caused by the nightmare would make him even more tired.

Iron Head knew that he was probably no longer fit to fight with this mentality, he was already in his thirties, and perhaps it was time to consider retiring. After being a guard for so many years, he still has some savings in his hand, enough for him to marry a mother-in-law and buy a small piece of farmland.

And he already had a goal, Lina, although she is a bar girl, her body can't be clean. But it is also forced by life, at least compared with those old and decrepit bar women who can only make a show, she is young and beautiful, and she should be able to give him a big fat boy.

"Undead, there are undead!" was when Iron Head was fantasizing about a better life after retirement, when the voice of another night watchman came, and he saw the grass move, making Iron Head subconsciously clench the weapon in his hand.

And when a slow white bone emerged from the grass, the iron head breathed a sigh of relief, it was just that. In the Demon Cloud Valley, this kind of lonely undead is still very common.

Ironhead's companion seemed to know that he had lost his temper, so he went straight to the undead, trying to save face.

But at this moment, the undead who was so slow that it seemed to fall down even when he walked, his movements suddenly became flexible, not only dodging the man's attack, but pinching the man's neck with one hand.

"Ka Cha!" came the sound of bones shattering, the man's neck had been pinched off by the undead.

"Oh no!" Iron Head's face changed, but before he could sound the alarm, a hand suddenly covered his mouth, and then Iron Head felt a cold on his neck, and he already understood that he was finished.

Looking at the man who was weakly falling in front of her, Mansha turned around and waved her hand, and a black-haired young man walked out of the darkness with several people.

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As the old saying goes, there are four happy events in life, a long drought and nectar, meeting old acquaintances in other places, candles in the cave room, and the title of the gold list.

However, Char confirmed today that it was time to add the same thing, encountering an enemy in a narrow way, especially when he found that he had the strength to kill the other party, what could be more pleasant than this?

Char came out of the cave, and he was supposed to go to meet Horn, but he followed the fire that he had managed to find, but he met Pierre's people.

"Have the other Night's Watch been killed?" Char said without looking back, looking at the seven or eight tents in front of him.

"The master can rest assured that the old slave has been settled. An old man's voice sounded, a little hoarse, but not gentle. The first thing that comes to mind is a reliable old butler who has worked in a noble family for many years, but the source of the voice is a lich in black robes.

"Scared!" Looking at the lich who suddenly appeared beside him, Xiaoqin subconsciously took a few steps back, and Xiaoqin was still a little uncomfortable with this lich being so close. But at the thought that this lich was now her own, Xiaoqin's face changed again, and she was a little overwhelmed for a moment.

"Madam, don't worry about the old slave's mood, the old slave's soul was hit hard before, and he did a lot of crazy things when he was unconscious. It was the old slave's fault that the lady was frightened. And now that I have given my soul mark to the old slave, if the old slave does something crazy, the master can completely crush my soul mark. Fred the Lich said gently, like a cheerful old man.

Hearing this, Xiaoqin glanced at Char, and at this time, in Char's hand, a gray-white flame mark flashed. Xiaoqin was relieved a lot, it was a soul mark, and controlling the mark was equivalent to controlling the life and death of the other party, even if it was a lich, it was impossible to resist.

But Xiaoqin, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, was suddenly stunned, and then her face suddenly turned red, and she stammered, "Madame······ What do you mean, I'm with ····· This guy doesn't have anything!"

"It's the old slave who lost his word, Miss Christie, but when the master introduced you before, he mentioned that you were his wife. Fred reminded in a whisper.

"Char, you bastard pervert. Xiaoqin looked at Char coldly.

Char shuddered, but his expression became serious. "Xiaoqin, don't make trouble at this time. ”

"Although these people have just escaped, they have consumed a lot of mental and physical strength, but after all, there are twenty or thirty people, and if they wake up, it will be difficult to deal with things, do you have any way?" Char said and looked at the four girls beside him.

In fact, in addition to Mansha, Xiaoqin's consumption is also very large. If you don't want to let go of this opportunity, then you have to rely on Fred.

"Master, it's a trifle. Fred smiled and snapped his fingers.

In the darkness, one by one, the undead appeared, silently surrounding these tents. And the corpses of the night watchmen had also stood up at this time, and slowly walked towards the tents.

"Ironhead, aren't you keeping vigil? In the tent, a man who was sleeping lightly was woken up by the tent that was suddenly opened, and looked at the figure that came to him in the dark, and the man seemed to smell blood.

Tick, a drop of liquid dripped from the neck of the iron head and landed on the man's face, it was the smell of blood.

"Iron-headed, you······· The next moment, screams were heard from several tents.

And at this time, the undead surrounding these tents also tore apart the tents at this moment and rushed in together.

"Ah, the undead, the undead have appeared!" The guards, who had just woken up from their sleep, had already been surrounded by a crowd of undead and died in terror before they could understand what was happening.