Chapter 143: The Dead in the Depression

Leng Ling nodded, and immediately left the valley. Rush to the place where the enemy is concentrated. In the mountains and forests, a figure was shuttling, and between advancing at full speed, he carefully watched the surroundings, for fear that someone would discover his whereabouts. The trees kept rapidly retreating behind them. The nine source gates are all unfolded, and they dare not fly at high altitudes, so they can only fly along the ground, and their toes just touch the ground lightly, looking like a vigorous monkey.

This rush lasted for about half an hour, and Leng Ling's speed finally slowed down. Because there are already blood stains on the trees here, and the blood stains are dotted and stretching into the distance. Leng Ling's brows shrank slightly, looking at the signs here, he should have experienced a tragic battle, and some people were injured, the good thing is that there is not a single corpse, which means that these people are not necessarily dead. Thinking of this, Leng Ling continued to move forward, he already had the attitude of seeing people alive and seeing corpses in death, and he must find those five people. Along the bloodstains, the bloodstains became more and more, denser and denser, and in the end, it was directly one after another, and after about three minutes of advancement, Leng Ling came to a depression, which was not very spacious, but it was a little low-lying in the center, and the depression was surrounded by dense forests. The trees are tall and leafy.

At the edge of this depression, the blood stains were even thicker, Leng Ling looked around, and finally his eyes focused on the very center of the depression, because there were five corpses lying there. These five corpses Leng Ling was no stranger, they were the five people sent out by Meng Yunran.

"Sure enough, something happened to me!"

Leng Ling sighed, and then carefully determined that there were no people around him and rushed into the depression, wanting to see if there were any survivors among these people. Just as Leng Ling walked into the depression, in the mountains and forests not far in front of him, there were three figures walking towards this side, one was dressed in white, and the other two were dressed in black.

"Boss, why are we going back again, aren't those five already dead?"

"You don't understand this, the one who died in the end has a good exercise, don't take it for nothing."

"Still the boss is smart"

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Leng Ling carefully examined these soldiers, these people should have encountered the enemy in the place where Leng Ling had just found the bloodstains, and after encountering the enemy, several people desperately fled in the opposite direction from the valley where Meng Yunran and his party were, the purpose was very simple, that is, to lead the enemy away from the valley. But the strength of several people was not as good as after all, and they were finally killed in this depression.

Leng Ling carefully examined the wound and found that the blood was still warm, which indicated that he had just been killed. Several people have died, and none have survived. He bowed respectfully, which was regarded as respect for the deceased, after all, everyone was participating in the army of the Heavenly Tyrant together, and then he was about to get up and leave, when suddenly a white shadow flashed in front of him, and then stood not far in front of him, revealing an emaciated figure, which was the white-clothed young man who had just come over in the woods just now. Leng Ling's eyes were cold, because he felt that behind his left and right backs, there were also two black-clothed people standing, and they had vaguely blocked Leng Ling's retreat. Among the three of them, Leng Ling felt a dangerous aura from the man in white.