In the evening, at the edge of the dense forest in the northeast of "Hidden Yuntai", two figures are leaning against a big tree, happily tasting grilled fish wrapped in wild fruits and leaves, and enjoying the beautiful scenery outside the jungle before sunset through the slightly sparse trees in front of them.

Adjani sat leisurely on the ground, tearing the fish little by little with her two fingers and bringing it to her mouth. The arrow wound on the shoulder had obviously improved, even far beyond her previous expectations, and the yellow-green goo was solemnly called the most miraculous healing medicine by her, and she made a clear intention to buy it.

But Zal's answer was simple - sorry, not for sale. Even though Adjani chased after her and gave a nearly sky-high buyout money, the guy who walked in front still shook his head with a smile. Now that she had spoken of Zal, the girl turned her head to look at the guy not far away, with a grass stalk in his mouth, and a little distracted.

The reason why she says "guy" is because Adjani finds that she can always be angry with the other party. "Sorry, not for sale. "Sorry, confidential. "Sorry, I don't know why this is ......" has become the most common answer she receives, and at the end of the day, her curiosity has not decreased, but has become more and more.

Adjani became less and less able to see through the gladiator named Zal, or rather that he didn't look like a gladiator at all. As the head of the Efaran family and the operator of the "Left Ear Hunting Ground", Adjani has seen too many hunters and too many gladiators, but no one is as weird as Zal, and there is a secret weirdness all over her body.

Adjani hadn't uttered a formal invitation since she woke up, and the more time she had been in contact, the more she found it difficult to say her invitation. The reason why this is the case is not because of the human favor that saved his life. But as a sponsor, she suddenly realized that she couldn't give a bargaining chip that would definitely attract the other party. If you don't have leverage, why should the other side talk to you? This is a very serious problem.

Does he need a silver table? Adjani directly denied it, not to mention the rejected ointment buyout offer, which was the two weapons in his hand. Is he in need of a woman? Adjani denied it, she was extremely confident in her appearance and figure, if Zal was interested in women, then her fate would not have been like this a long time ago, but in the end, she didn't even take off her veil.

So does he need power? Adjani also denied that she didn't have an intuitive idea of how strong Zar was, but she believed in Casavallon's vision. With his strength, joining any gang or union will be the core. The top real power person, but he doesn't have it, and he is extremely low-key, as if it doesn't exist.

So what does he need? Adjani finally came up with an answer in her heart that she didn't want to come up with - freedom, the only thing she couldn't give.

In this way, one person overcomes obstacles in the front, one person guides the direction in the back, one person keeps diverging topics in the front, and one person secretly digging into the bottom of the problem in the back...... They were not in danger. There is even an illusion of hiking until dusk when it is time to camp. Adjani realized that the day had passed so quickly.

Zal glanced at the girl. "What's wrong?" he noticed that Adjani had looked at him for a long time, and couldn't help but ask.

"Nothing," the girl said, shaking her head, "what are we going to do next?" she said.

Zar spread his hands and made a casual gesture. "Rest early, you should be able to sleep a little longer." I'll go find some Renon trees and make a fire. ”

"Are you sure ?......" Adjani was stunned, a little surprised.

"Of course," Zal tossed the remaining small piece of gorogo into his mouth, "I mean. It never hurts to get a little more rest, does it?"

Adjani blinked indifferently, took the cloak that Zar had handed her, and accepted his suggestion. Although the day's trek was not a hard one, especially with Zar having solved most of the problems in front of her, the girl was a little tired as far as one injured person was concerned. After a while, she yawned and fell into a deep sleep, while Zal was still staring at the darkening sky, as if thinking about something, a little distracted.

The night grows quietly in the silent flow of time, and everything in the forest seems to have reached a tacit agreement with day and night, playing different movements at different times. At night, this is a time of deep and silence, and many voices from nowhere, or even somehow, sing and harmonize with each other, weaving together, echoing in the ancient forest, decorating their mottled and deep figures with a trace of the unique temperament of this time - mystery.

In the darkness of the forest, several swift figures were shuttling between the gaps in the trees, advancing at high speed. Their steps were light and did not make a sound, and they did not carry torches, as if the target they were about to reach did not need to be pointed at all.

At the front of the squad, the mage's body was pressed extremely low, and the black hair floating behind his head seemed to blend with the night, flying with fangs and claws, and there was no other color in his eyes, only solidified, as if to form ice crystals of hatred. Hatred is a wonderful thing, especially when humiliation is a knife, when it is deep in the heart, it can make people forget all fatigue and only want to wash it away with the blood of the enemy.

For a day and a night, without sleep, Lopero and his four remaining men swept the jungle of the upper reaches of the waterfall using the oldest search method. He just wanted to find the figure who had slapped him so badly, and then kill him in the most brutal way, tear it to pieces, and crush his bones and scatter ashes.

And just as night fell again, their search finally took a turn, as if the same scene was playing out again, and they also saw a fire in the forest, a vague, small, but small fire that made Lopero's body tremble.

Quietly leaning up, the mage and the others hid behind the bushes, observing through the gaps in the branches and leaves. It was a fairly secluded makeshift camp, chosen between a few large trees crisscrossed by dense foliage to provide adequate shelter. The fire pit in the middle of the camp was dug deeply, and a large amount of dry wood burned in it, but only a little fire appeared on the ground. Obviously, the owner of the camp put a lot of thought into this.

Lopero's gaze moved slowly, suddenly frozen, and then the corners of his mouth curled into a cruel smile. In the shadows at the far end of the camp, he saw two figures covered under a "quilt of leaves." The subordinate next to him cast a slightly excited gaze at him, but the mage squinted, shook his head slowly, and then made a gesture of waiting and reassuring. He wanted to make sure there was a problem.

The silence and gaze of the crowd did not last long. I saw that one of the figures was a little sleepless, moving restlessly under the "quilt", as if he was turning over. Seeing this scene, the mage's smile finally bloomed completely, and he gestured to both sides, and several of his subordinates immediately divided to both sides of the camp, completing the encirclement formation.

The signals of his subordinates came one after another, and all the humiliation accumulated in the mage's heart instantly turned into a sharp voice that exploded: "Kill !!"

With a roar, Lopero rushed into the camp ahead of everyone. The ice mist from his palms frantically flung out from the top of his head. A terrifying ice ball spun and pressed against the two figures lying on the ground, and at the moment of contact, it exploded with a bang and shattered the hurricane that swept around!

At the same time, the crossbow arrows fired by the other subordinates also arrived, and with a muffled thump of knocks, all the leaves were instantly shredded, but the moment the figure below was revealed, everyone who rushed into the camp was stunned! The shaking that seemed to "turn over" just now was actually done by a hare that was firmly tied!

The mage's face twisted. But sooner, an involuntary chill replaced the anger and rose from the bottom of his heart--traps, never just to trap the other! Rushed behind one of his outermost men!

"Be careful!"

But it was too late! The slender and graceful blade of "Sishua" pierced his chest before the subordinate could turn around! Just as everyone was stunned, Zar snatched the crossbow and kicked it on the opponent's body, and pulled out his sword with a thud. Look at the mage, smile, and bounce into the darkness behind you!

The light of the fire at night can be dangerous, it can be used to cut it off, it's just a matter of what you do and what you choose. Zar knew hatred, and hatred was to him like a nightmare in the middle of the night, or a lover who would be with him forever...... Cadius once said to Zal that hatred is not a bad thing, you need to see it clearly, get close to it, learn to take advantage of the hatred of others, and at the same time prevent your own hatred from being taken advantage of......

The mage saw Zhal's smile, the most blatant contempt and mockery! Lopero's face was full of burning pain, and for the second time, in just one day, he was slapped again! "Kill him! Chase me! !!Kill him!" Kill him! If the anger in his eyes could really ignite everything, then his current energy would be enough to burn the entire forest! The mage roared and threw out an ice pick, leading his men to run wildly towards the back of the person in sight!

A roar of rage followed closely behind Zal, but he didn't even have the interest to look back. Flipping the crossbow gun in his hand in one direction, Zal's figure rose and fell in the dark forest.

A short distance behind them, the mage and his men gave chase, but as they rushed through a thicket, a cry of pain erupted from the back of the line with the muffled thud of falling to the ground. "Damn, damn it! rope, it actually wrapped the rope around Lao Tzu's ankle!" one of his men cursed angrily as he lay on the ground and kicked his left leg.

"Hurry up, chase me!" The pace of the mage and the others did not mean to stop at all. "Is this your trick?!

"Wait for me, my lord!" he looked at the mage and the others who were fading away, and the man brandished his axe and kept chopping the vine that was wrapped around his ankle, "Damn, damn it! What the hell is this, how can it be chopped up!" He noticed that the vine seemed to be much stronger than he had imagined.

Gradually, all the shouts left him, and the surroundings slowly fell silent. As he continued to struggle to get out of the trap, the sound of crushing leaves and branches, accompanied by the shaking bushes, made his movements freeze on the spot.

"Who!something!come out!Come out for Lao Tzu!" His face was covered with cold sweat, and he raised his axe and pointed in the direction where the sound came, to be honest, he had been frightened by the wild boar herd last night. "Come out! damn ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a whoosh, and a crossbow arrow of the same color as the night roared and nailed into his chest! His eyes widened in horror, and he heard the claw lever pressing, followed by the second arrow, the third arrow! Blood spurted wildly from his mouth, and the subordinate rubbed back in despair, but the vine tied to his ankle made it impossible for him to climb too far!

"Please, please...... Let go, let go ......" Before he could finish speaking, a figure walked out of the bushes gracefully, his gaze stunned, and he even forgot to continue.

It was a woman with a very good figure, leather boots, dark leggings, a cropped leather jacket, and a waisted shirt with a silk collar...... All in order to create a breathtaking and perfect curve. And under the long languid hair, the black eyes exposed by the veil, shiny, exuding a wild look.

"Spare me, please, spare ......"

"Poof!"

She was still walking forward, using her leather boots to grab the horn lever and replace her injured left arm. It wasn't until she stood next to the man who was foaming at the blood that she stopped.

Looking down at the mage's men, the woman pointed her crossbow in his eyes. "When you beat my carriage into a sieve, did you ever think about my life or death in it?" said him, pulling the trigger, and a stream of blood spurted out of the darkness. Her voice was beautiful, and it was the man's last impression before he died.

Adjani cheered, but quickly covered her mouth nervously! In terms of her character, she had done a lot of crazy and outrageous things in the short past twenty years. But there had never been a single one that made her so excited, as if all the blood in her body was boiling!

For this plan, Zal only asked her to do three things. First, hide in one place, second, wait for the crossbow to fall into your hands, and third, shoot the enemy you see! Well, and the other one, if the dark-haired mage trips over the trap, give up and run......

Adjani had been repeating these three sentences almost all the time since she was woken up, even when she was hiding in the bushes. When the ballista did fall in front of her, her eyes lit up as if she had the whole world!

Exhaling a little, calming her mood a little, Adjani took her crossbow and used the method of discerning direction that Zar had taught her, and re-burrowed into the bushes, and hurried towards the predetermined meeting place.

Unsurprisingly, she arrived first, but it wasn't long before Zal's figure swooped out of the dense forest with a rustling sound.

"The Lord God is above, I almost pulled the trigger! Don't do this next time......"

"Next time?uh...... I'm already kind of sorry for giving you the ballista. ”

"What about the pursuers?

"Of course, to put it mildly, if I hadn't waited for them on purpose, they wouldn't have wanted to see my back......"

"Well, but you didn't say they were the 'Brotherhood of Ironstone'!"

"Sorry, I didn't know they were ...... Ahem, I mean, you care?

"Of course not, but how do you know they're going to come to us?"

"Because of hatred, my lady, how much he hates me, you see. ”

"Indeed...... Then how do you know that the mage will chase you desperately?"

"Because I smiled at him! Yesterday and today, twice!"

"Uh...... Forget it, try not to smile at me in the future, thank you......"

"......" (To be continued......)

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