The situation is not right here, the heretics in the distance are rapidly approaching, and as an assassin who can rely on cats to transmit signals, the heretics take it very seriously.

The crossbow was fired at their face in the best position, and the heretics retreated as one by one the heretics fell and the bounty hunters around them pressed in.

"There seems to be a big fight going on here." The tomahawk hunter led a group of companions slowly closer, and said to the man standing by the small fire.

"The heretics are ambushing me, but luckily you arrived." "Can you come with me to hunt down heretics?" There are quite a few of them. ”

"Then why don't you dare, our whole life is either to catch heretics, or on the way to arrest heretics!" The Tomahawk laughed and said, "If we can slaughter a thousand people today, those first-class hunters and ace hunters will also be impressed by us." ”

"Come with me, I can find their place and support you." Hearing this, he smiled and said, "The night blind self quit, don't die here for some money!" ”

There was a burst of laughter below, who would miss this opportunity to make money?

Under the leadership of the heretic, the bounty hunters led the tail of the heretic, opposite a group of nearly two hundred people, the two sides began a hand-to-hand combat after a shot, and the bounty hunters who often fought hard with the heretics inadvertently hacked each other to death, and the other party did not even have a little defense, as if the defense suddenly gave up.

The hardest to deal with are those wizards and magicians, they don't compare strength, they often stand behind werewolves, just a fireball can turn the tide of battle, and even a high-level magician, a small team of bounty hunters can be solved under the ice.

"If you see the fire and smoke, you have to hide back! They're not that good, just throw them a few times and they're gone! In the process of mending the knife, he kept reminding, "No matter how strong you are, can you resist natural science?" Hide! You're not alive! ”

The battlefield is constantly shrinking, and two hundred people against one hundred people gradually enter a disadvantage, and the daggers and swords of both sides come in handy, at this time it is a life-and-death fight!

"Don't slip away, even if the castle is burned down, it has nothing to do with you!" "Even if you plan to put out the fire, you have to deal with the matter in front of you!" ”

It wasn't until dawn that the heretics and the bounty hunters were killed, and to be fair, these heretics were no worse than the bounty hunters, and even if they weren't here, they would have been killed.

"Why are they so crazy, don't they usually let us hunt like chicks?" A young bounty hunter cried because his master and brother were all dead.

"Rabbits can kick their legs, let alone people?" "Those who can stay here are not lambs to be slaughtered, and those who can't even resist in the wild, may not be hereticals." ”

The young hunter's face was cloudy, in fact, a person does not need your guidance when making mistakes, he himself knows it.

If you say it so unceremoniously, you don't give people face.

It's okay once or twice, but after a long time, you can't even be his uncle.

When it was daybreak, he went back to his lodgings, and the bounty hunters were comparing with each other who had killed how many and then ran to the tavern, where the bodies were cleaned by the guards, and they had to drink heavily and rest for two days.

When he returned to the magic workshop, he didn't rest, and the wild man dragged Mu'er back, but he couldn't.

Or in other words, in the current situation, it is not possible.

"The knife in the abdomen directly cut off his intestines, and he shouldn't live to lunch." On the edge of the bed in the workshop, the wild man said to the observer.

"Great Sage, am I going to accompany Sophia?" There wasn't much expression on Muer's face, and sometimes a bad mood could suppress all the external pain.

"I think you can salvage it." He turned his head to look at the guards who seemed to be looking for him and ordered, "Are there scissors, fine needles for sewing, sheep intestines, distilled spirits, cotton, and hemostatic medicine?"

"Distilled spirits and hemostatic drugs are not." The guard hesitated for a moment and said.

"Then go and get the other things, and the intestines of the sheep will be washed, and they will be raw." Teaser said.

The guards sighed when they heard this, but left anyway.

"Ryan, will you distill?" Seeing the guards leaving, he asked Ryan, who said that it was a piece of cake and turned around to leave, and when he saw this, he hurriedly reminded, "Don't light a fire in the courtyard of the workshop." ”

After Ryan left, he took out a small package from his coat pocket, took out a small piece of alkali from it and put it in a wooden barrel on the side, and then deducted a piece of sulfur in the yard, and when the guards came back with a piece of sheep intestines, they turned the sheep intestines over to remove grease and impurities, and soaked the removed mucous membranes into the alkaline water bucket.

At this time, Ryan walked back with a barrel of distilled spirit, and when he saw this, he tasted it, and the taste was just right.

The sulfur had dried the mucous membranes, and he began to rub the thread, and when everything was ready, he began to pour wine into Muer's stomach.

"Is this a farewell ritual in the dark?" Even the strong Mul felt the pain, and he looked at the broken intestines outside his body, and the bucket of sewage flowed from the inside and in his stomach.

"Don't talk, keep your strength." Masturbation began to sew for Mul

Bowels.

"I've heard that in the past of the World Plank Road, there is a forbidden area of God, and the doctors there seem to treat people in this way." The guards behind him looked at him, "You've been there before?"

"No, maybe I'll check it out when I have time." He opened his mouth as he stuffed the sewn intestines back into Mul's and began to stitch his belly one by one.

"You're really skilled, are you a necromancer?" Savages have always scoffed at doctors and stuff, and such a powerful method is definitely a necromancer.

"It's not." "But when I was working in the street office, some corpses were always separated by accidents, and in order to give them a decent farewell, I deliberately learned how to suture them. ”

"Hell Monastery?" The savage listened and made up for it.

"There should still be a little fluid in the body, but it should be absorbable, and if it hurts, I'll operate on you." "You take a break for a while, remember not to drink water and eat until you are out of gas, and at first you still drink oatmeal." ”

"Hmm." Muer's pale face had been tossed and he had no strength, and he reluctantly agreed.

Taking out all the surgical tools, he looked at the guard, "Did something happen?" ”