The inn must have been guarded in the shadows, and as a gathering place for unplanned people, this is the most problematic place. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Then the people who killed the guards Edward may have exposed them, so the next thing to compete is speed.

Mo Yan needed to break through the towns one by one before those people could react.

The four of them finally decided to split up, with Camos and Mosa staying in the hotel to clear the guards and organize the uninformed travelers to establish a stronghold. The nightingale, who is good at night walking, acts with Mo Yan to clean up the barn guards on the outskirts of the town and rescue the trapped villagers.

Because Nissan Town is not a big town, Nightingale and Mo Yan quickly arrived at their destination, and both of them breathed a little at this distance. Because of the ruby inlaid in his chest, the full moon greatly weakened Mo Yan, and the pain all over his body made him uncomfortable.

"Fifteen people. Mo Yan, who was hiding in the grass, looked at the guards by the fire in front of the barn in the distance, and roughly counted the number of enemies.

"There should be some hiding in the shadows, I can touch them and solve them one by one. The nightingale looked at Mo Yan, who was also panting beside her, and her somewhat shy face looked better, and she almost didn't keep up with Mo Yan's speed just now. Although the strength of the man in front of her has long been understood, night walking should be her strength.

"Then you go, and leave the ones in the open place to me. Mo Yan took out the wine flask he brought from the hotel from his waist, opened the lid and sprinkled it on his body. Emerging from the grass, he staggered towards the barn, looking like a drunk.

"What people!"

The barn's guards remained vigilant, even late at night. I only vaguely saw a figure, but the weapons were already in my hands. Some of the people lying on the bonfire mats also got up one after another, as if they had rehearsed a thousand times, and were instantly ready for battle.

"This ...... Aren't the wine barns here? They burped...... Tell me about hiccups...... There's a wine warehouse here. Mo Yan, who was full of alcohol, staggered as if he was going to fall at any moment, but he still approached the barn, and finally fell face down to the ground a few steps away from the campfire.

Mo Yan, who was lying on the ground, listened attentively to the shaking of the ground. The footsteps were slowly approaching, and judging by the frequency of the pace, these people still did not let their guard down in the slightest because he was a drunk. His footsteps stopped half a step away, and when he heard the special sound of metal rubbing against air, Mo Yan knew that his trick had been recognized.

Tumbling violently to the side, the two heavy swords smashed into the place where Mo Yan was originally lying, and the huge force made the tip of the sword go deep into the dirt. If it weren't for Mo Yan's keen hearing, he would have become a broken corpse by now.

"Really well-trained guys. Mo Yan patted the dust on his body, stood up and looked at the two soldiers in front of him. In order to remain deceptive enough, his twin knives were placed in the grass just now. However, although he had nothing in his hands, Mo Yan was still comfortable enough in the face of the heavily armed aristocratic private soldiers.

When pretending to be a drunk approached, Mo Yan had already considered the possibility of failure. However, even defeat bought Nightingale some time. The guys who were hiding in the shadows should have been almost cleaned up by now.

There was no room for nonsense, and he had planned to make small talk to buy more time for the nightingale, but the two noble private soldiers had already attacked, and those in the distance scattered in all directions, surrounding Mo Yan in the middle. It seemed to them that the man in front of them was certain to die, and he must not be allowed to escape.

The giant sword that was raised high and smashed seemed to be infinitely powerful, but in Mo Yan's eyes, it was stupid. Slightly sideways to dodge the attack, the bully smashed his front fists on the Adam's apple of the two, and easily put them to the ground. The flesh-cutting dagger was drawn from a man, ending the beating of two hearts.

Looking at the dagger with fresh blood in Mo Yan's hand, the faces of the rest of the people became solemn, and the two people who died suddenly made them dare not be too reckless, and now they can't tell who is the prey. The powerful crossbow bolts were the first to break the stalemate between the two sides, and the barn guard was forced to not move by a short guy, and finally launched the attack first.

The dagger collided with the arrow, and the three powerful crossbow arrows deviated from their original target. The long sword struck from behind, Mo Yan didn't need to turn around, the dagger had already slashed through the wrist of the sword. Before the released long sword landed, it was kicked up and held by Mo Yan, and the dagger in Mo Yan's hand had already been inserted into the crossbowman's eyebrows in the distance.

Changed the master's long sword, piercing the original owner's jaw, and the tip of the sword was slightly exposed on the top of his head. Just the moment the battle began, the noble private soldiers lost two more people, and fear spread in the hearts of the survivors.

The rest of the people swarmed up, roaring to cheer themselves up. But the number of people does not determine the victory or defeat, and the man who does not seem to be strong at all is a ruthless reaper who lives on to it. All those who were close to the black-haired man's attack range, no one lived a second more in front of him.

"Did you finally run...... Ahem. ”

A moment later, Mo Yan fell to his knees coughing, while the three guards who fled howling did not have the courage to look back. Forcibly endured the discomfort and killed twelve people, Mo Yan, who was in pain all over his body, had already reached the limit, if those three people didn't escape, maybe they would be able to hurt him.

"Are you okay?" The nightingale came out of the grass with some injuries, and hurriedly ran over after looking at Mo Yan who had fallen to the ground. Maybe there are a lot of enemies hidden in the shadows, if there are some guys, some of them are very good, and it will take some time to deal with those guys, Mo Yan did not blame Nightingale for being late.

"I'm fine, only I'm a little too tired. Mo Yan refused to stand up, looked at the nightingale who looked a little embarrassed, and said, "Let's go to the barn, you have already dealt with the guys who are hiding?" ”

"I was found out while killing the fourth guy. Nightingale nodded and said, "They are very vigilant. ”

Mo Yan didn't ask what happened to the nightingale after he was discovered, because no matter what happened, he was already standing in front of him, otherwise it would be impossible for the nightingale to leave.

The barn's door was not locked, perhaps because only unarmed civilians were being held inside. Just as Mo Yan pushed open the door that was not heavy, a dagger pierced Mo Yan's waist from behind.

"She's a fake ......!" another nightingale burst out of the grass, she looked badly covered in wounds, and the shouting reminder was interrupted by what she saw, and after all she was still a step too late.

"You can only blame yourself for relaxing too early. The light around the triumphant "Nightingale" distorted and finally transformed into a short man with a satisfied smile on his face, and he liked nothing more than to see the expression of betrayal by someone he trusted.

However, the short man's smile froze on his face, and his eyes almost bulged out as he looked at the long sword inserted into his chest.

"How could you ......" The dagger he was holding fell to the ground, the short man looked incredible, the person in front of him should have fallen to the ground with a wail, how could a person whose kidneys were punctured still have the strength to fight back?

"Honestly...... Your stab is really not as painful as it is now. Mo Yan turned around holding the wound on his waist, and said helplessly: "If it weren't for you opening your mouth to speak, I wouldn't even know that you stabbed me." ”

The short man fell to the ground and died, his face still full of incredulity, he didn't understand what Mo Yan meant. Behind Nightingale came six men in nocturnal leather armor, all of whom had the same profession as Nightingale.

"Our whereabouts were exposed, and there were nearly ten people in ambush in the forest. The nightingale limped to Mo Yan's side, took out a bottle of healing potion, smeared it on Mo Yan's bleeding wound and said, "They have been prepared for a long time. ”

"Well, it looks like a grandson has lied to us, and Camos is in danger. Glancing at the empty barn, Mo Yan sighed and said, "I'm really still too young. ”

"Can you still fight?" asked the nightingale, who had bandaged Mo Yan's wound neatly, looking at the group of thieves who were getting closer and closer. The healing potion can only stop the bleeding, and has no effect on internal injuries, and the rest can only allow him to heal slowly.

"No problem, just a few minor injuries. ”

“......”

If the internal organs were broken and only a minor injury, then the war might not have killed people, but Mo Yan's appearance did not look like a fake, and the nightingale could only blame the cause on the tide of the assassin's hand, which stabbed the position crookedly and did not hurt important places.

A thief is a person who lives in the dark, and if he goes to the light, then the threat has been discounted. The six people who chased the nightingale out of the bushes, apparently did not see that there were already a dozen corpses lying not far from the campfire.

Or they don't care when they see it, in their eyes one is a badly injured guy, and the other is a woman who is not to be afraid of. But these arrogant guys were soon taught to be human beings, and even none of them escaped. Although Nightingale was wounded, her combat power was still not to be underestimated, and half of the six were her victories.

A fire was burning in the town of Nissan not far away, the guys were already finishing up, and Camos was clearly in a bad situation.

Perhaps because of the full moon, Mo Yan's waist wound recovered very slowly. If it was a wound like this in the past, it would only take a moment to heal. The nightingale with an ankle injury was left behind by Mo Yan, and carrying her will affect the speed on the one hand. In addition, if the situation is really irreparable, then at least there can be fewer unnecessary deaths.

"If you die, I will avenge you. Mo Yan, who retrieved the double knives from the grass, thought with a calm face.

When Mo Yan rushed to the vicinity of the hotel, some hoarfrost faintly wafting in the air caught his attention. Sure enough, after crossing another street, Mo Yan saw some undead wandering on the road. Because of the flames on both sides, the cold mist on these undead bodies was very thin and would dissipate at any time, and the undead themselves had no vitality, as if they were going to fall to the ground at any time.

The inn was not lit by fire, but there were some carriages parked in front of the door, and a large group of noble private soldiers were loading the carriages, among which was the bag that Mo Yan had brought, and inside was the gold in the card.