From the eaves of the departure to the target corner bungalow, the distance is not far, and the visual inspection is at most a hundred zhang, that is, three or four hundred meters, and the distance is less than one mile.

The pace of an ordinary person, if calculated according to normal breathing, is about sixty or seventy meters in one breath and two steps. Note that this is a walk. In other words, a normal person walks through this distance, that is, only a few minutes. Taking a step back, a baby staggering and crawling, just talking about the straight-line speed, that is, dozens of minutes.

But in fact, it took about two hours for Donn to set off until now, and he is still on the road......

This kind of situation is certainly not normal for Don. If it were in normal times, Don En would be able to flash to the door of the destination in an instant. But unfortunately, in the current environment full of perceptions, there will be no trace of spatial fluctuations. Therefore, for the sake of prudence, Tang En did not use any external assistance such as skills and blood, and relied on the basic skills of assassins such as stealth and hiding.

And because of this, this speed seems to be normal for Don En now.

To take an example that just happened, when Donn was crawling past a certain decorative bush, because there was no shelter around him, he was not very sure of going directly to Guò, and he just stood motionless by the muddy grass stalks, and curled up and lay down for half an hour...... In the end, if it weren't for the deviation of a small group of barbarian guards, he would have been lying on his stomach and waiting......

If it was said that he was outside the arch before, Tang En was able to walk through a hundred flowers without sticking to a single leaf. Now all that's left is the agony of trembling and walking on thin ice.

Searchradar-like perception, constant patrols, and magical traps everywhere...... Wind speed, breathing, crawl marks, and even heartbeat......

A qiē is a qiē, whether it is subjective or objective. All of them have become distractions that may expose Donn's figure. Every inch of advancement. It takes 100,000, 100 percent, or even 10,000 degrees of care. Every crawl step. Almost all of them are strategic victories......

And I have to admit that in the current environment, aside from the external assistance, even with Tang En's ability, if it weren't for a little luck, it would basically be explained here.

For example, an hour ago, a master was quietly thinking and actually walked out of the town. Wandering around. This was undoubtedly an emergency, and Don was defenseless. At that time, the closest distance between the other party and Don was only a few steps, and the two sides were separated by the corner of the wall of a house, and as long as he took a few more steps forward and turned his head, he could see Donn clinging to the wall like a gecko.

Thankfully, he eventually stopped. And Don, who was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe, turned his thoughts of revenge that if he jumped out, he would scare the other party, and slowly retreated, bypassing the other side of the house. Narrowly escaped the catastrophe......

Of course, then again.

The whole world can get here without being noticed by their own ability. It should be only Don alone. Wu Ding can't do it either, if the latter comes here, the only choice is to be outside the city lord's mansion and directly raise his sword to break in......

Another half an hour passed, and it was about three o'clock in the morning, which was the dark of night.

Don finally made his way through the blockade to the corridor outside the bungalow, and once again hid in the groove of the pointed eaves above.

I took a slight breath, wiped off the dense sweat stains on my head, and casually spilled a little powder, which could remove the smell of sweat. Don was quite well prepared when he came, but unfortunately he didn't meet the dog, and the stuffed bones in his arms didn't come in handy......

Doing this qiē in an orderly manner, while leaning against the wall, listening to the movement in the room, well, silently...... Don swore that if the mysterious barbarian commander wasn't inside, he would, would...... Well, draw a circle and curse him!

Ahem, well, cranky again......

After a short rest, Donn hooked his legs on the eaves, hanging upside down in the air, slowly lowering his body like a bat. Then the fingers moved slightly, and a thin blade slowly slid along the gap in the wooden window.

Suddenly, clanging, slight metal impact, almost inaudible. Tang En was stunned for a moment, and then he slid out in the opposite direction without giving up, and similarly, there was a soft ding...... Furious, the dare to fight with me?!

In general, the buckle of the wooden window is also made of wood, so it seems to be harmonious. If you change metal, it will inevitably be nondescript. But the wooden window in front of me is different, and it should also be to prevent unkind guests like Tang En, so the inside is sealed with iron plates up and down, and the thin blades can't be cut at all...... Of course, if it's covered with blood, that's fine. But in the current space crowded with all kinds of perceptions, it is undoubtedly delusional.

Previously, Longtan Tiger's Den had broken through, and it was not easy to reach the destination, but he was rejected by a few iron bars, and Tang En was of course unwilling. After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth, retracted his body, turned his hand and put away the blade, and this time showed the dagger.

Touching the wall that touched the eaves, he waved the dagger decisively, and with a poof, the solid wall was as light as tofu and was completely penetrated by the dagger. If you can see the cross-section of the wall, you will also find that Donn's knife is inserted into the gap where the stones meet, and it is exactly the same.

It was impossible to go through the door, and the windows were not allowed to enter, so Don had to dig holes in the wall...... The difference is that others dig the foot of the wall, he digs the head of the wall!

The pitch-black dagger in Tang En's hand was not the pitted defective product before, let alone an ordinary product. It is a killing weapon specially tailored for Lina, and it has a name and surname, called 'Arthur's Dagger......' without attaching any external strength such as fighting qi and blood qi, it can cut gold and jade. In this way, the stone and brick walls are naturally not a problem.

Of course, even so, Donn cut it carefully. With a dagger in one hand, he swiped slowly, trying not to make any movement. Holding it in one hand below, the lime brick chips that fell down, lest it reveal any flaws, were perceived by a group of masters of the Northern Wilderness who were as sensitive as dogs.

Half a sound, a stone, a brick, and another stone...... With great patience, Don worked his water grinding skills, opening a cave at the head of the wall. This noodle is like a rat planing the foundation of a granary, persevering and concentrating. And at this moment, suddenly,

Dagger beating. Stuck in the gap of the last stone. Donn's ears twitched. The corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, revealing a hint of resoluteness. Slowly swipe the dagger again.

Soon, there was a slight sound of footsteps in the corner of the wall on the side of the hallway, and he muttered, "Are you sure...... Before the arch, are you sure that no outsiders have come in?"

"Sure!" I went and asked myself......" The two figures turned in from the corner and walked down the hallway, "Several of the unfortunate fellow's companions said they had not seen the enemy. It must have been caused by that guy being too nervous and taking a wrong step......"

"Shhhh Coming to the corridor, the figure walking on the inside subconsciously glanced at the house, pressed his palm, as if he was afraid of waking up something, and said in a low voice, "That's good, let the brothers not be careless, cheer up." It may not be very flat lately......"

"Yes, don't worry, sir. He waved his hand imposingly. "Led by all the masters of the Divine Cult and the warlocks, plus the warriors in the army who are constantly patrolling, discipline those Bran miscellaneous dry eyes and stare at them, and they can't get in......"

"Well, it's always good to be careful. And there are strongmen on Bran's side...... I once saw a Bran, in a small valley, nearly 10,000 tribesmen went in to hunt him down, and spent a night unable to catch him......"

"Uh...... And then?"

"Later, he threw himself into the trap and crashed into our trap before he was besieged...... However, he took the initiative to capture the king, but failed. After the siege, we couldn't help him for a while, and finally we had to set fire to the mountain, and then we forced him out......"

“...... Grass!"

At this time, as long as the two figures below who were talking looked up slightly and looked up at an angle of forty-five degrees, they could immediately find a big rat......

And Don didn't look at them at all, nor did he hear what they said clearly, now he only had the trail of the dagger slowly swiping in his eyes, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were like wolves and eagles!

“...... By the way, my lord, isn't that one in there...... Uh, I'm just asking casually, everyone has guesses, and it's inconvenient for adults not to say it, it's ......" seemed to be making amends, and after the words turned, the outer figure was half a step behind, and he bowed slightly and stroked his chest.

The atmosphere was a little calm in an instant, and when he was about to walk to the closed window, the inner figure spoke, and his tone was extremely strict, "Tell me to go down, who will have any more guesses about this, let him rot directly in his stomach...... Well, you and I have known each other for many years, and I know my personality. You shouldn't inquire about this, and you shouldn't ask about it, or the consequences will ......."

The tone was a little slower, and he raised his hand, as if he wanted to find a more accurate adjective, which could completely dispel the other party's doubts and not affect the friendship between the two. And at this moment, the words paused, and the feet also stopped.

Seeing this, the outer figure paused at the same time, and saw the adult in his mouth, turned his head to look at the inner shoulder, paused, and Huo Ran raised his head.

"What's wrong...... My lord?" Following the adult's gaze, the figure on the outside also looked up, and the top of the pointed corridor was pitch black, unobstructed, and empty.

"Nothing, some dust...... Well, let's go. The inner figure retracted its gaze, looked sideways for a moment, shook it again, and turned to step out of the hallway.

And just as the two of them left, the wall near the pointed eaves of the hallway seemed to move, and a stone moved outward a little, returning to its original position.

Inside the room, Don En withdrew his arm against the cold wall, let out a long sigh of relief, and sweat rained down on his forehead sideburns. Fortunately, it is safe here, and the large-scale perception that seems to be omnipresent in the City Lord's Mansion does not envelop here.

However, now that I think about it, the voice of the person outside just now seems to be a little familiar...... Is it a delusion?

Shaking his head, putting aside these distractions, Don landed lightly to the ground. At a glance, the house is not very large, divided into two compartments by a half-open wall and a curtain with various crystal pendants. As a place of rest, the area is sufficient.

The interior of the house is not completely dark, there is a faint light source in the inner room, reflecting the dark blue crystal pendant curtain, which illuminates the outhouse hall like the sea, mysterious and elegant.

I roughly observed the layout of the outer hall and determined that there was no danger. Silently pacing, Tang En's nose twitched suddenly, and he smelled a faint fragrance, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

In Tang En's impression, the raunchy barbarians, both men and women, are mostly very good without a peculiar smell, where does this faint fragrance come from?

I didn't understand it, and Don didn't care too much, maybe it was left by the Bran people who lived here before. When passing by the reception table in the outer hall, looking at the beautifully packaged crystal wine bottle placed on the table, Tang En picked it up casually and pulled out the cork, leaned in and sniffed, fruit wine?

He tilted his head and poured his mouth. Licked his lips...... Kindness. Tastes good.

Put down the bottle. Silently passed through the outer hall to the door curtain, and squinted slightly, the inner room was equally simple, with a tulle-shrouded bed, a few tables, chairs and benches, and a few potted plants in the corner near the door curtain, all flowers and plants. That's pretty much it.

As for the faint light source, it was emitted by a dark illuminated crystal embedded in the wall above the bed. The effect is like a wall lamp hanging at the head of the bed, which will not make the bedroom dark, nor affect sleep, but also add a little fun or something.

Tsk, it's quite tasteful...... Looking at the arched futon on the tulle bed, Don raised an eyebrow and thought so. Then he reached out and gently opened the curtain pendant and stepped into the room.

Now Don is very confident in the purpose of this trip, judging from the peripheral metamorphosis defense. The one lying on the bed was probably the mysterious barbarian commander. Even if not, it should be a big man in the barbarian army. Anyway, no matter how you think about it, you just don't lose money.

His fingers trembled slightly, and he flipped his hand and showed the dagger again, and Tang En walked silently towards the bed, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Hey, it's not easy to meet each other, I hope you don't let me down...... Kindness?

Just as he was about to get close to the bed, Don slammed his feet and blinked, a little puzzled.

It's not that he senses danger, but with Donn's eyesight, he can see clearly on the bed at such a close distance, even if it is shrouded in tulle...... Judging from the slightly offered futon, it is impossible for a barbarian with five big and three thick to sleep inside. Taking a step back, even if this barbarian has shrunken and extremely thin, similar to the Bran, what is the matter with this particularly slender curve!

Woman?

Tang En was stunned, his mind was full of absurdity, and his first feeling was that he had found the wrong target. Could it be that this is not the resting place of the mysterious barbarian commander, but the prison place of the captured concubine, the beauty of Bran, and then the barbarian commander did not sleep here tonight?

What should I do...... Leave, or just stay here and wait for the rabbit?

Tang En instantly fell into an extremely tangled situation, and he was undecided for a moment. At this moment, the corner of his eye seemed to sweep something, reflecting the faint light, and subconsciously turned his head to look, his body shook, and his eyes suddenly straightened......

On the wooden cabinet at the head of the bed, there were several thick books, one spread out, and inside was Bran script. Of course, that's not the point, it's the little things that sit on the open books.

Metal frame, crystal lenses, vertical side up, the lenses reflect a faint blue light......

Spectacles?!

Mu Ran stared at this worldly object, and in an instant, Tang En's mind was full of absurd sense of time. After a while, he barely came back to his senses, and his heart was even more messy, like 10,000 grass and mud horses whistling by...... Grunt, throat movement, swallow saliva!

No way...... Delusion! It must be an illusion! I made her a pair of glasses, yes, but that doesn't mean it's her...... Maybe she gave it away, or maybe she knew the method and mass-produced it in a large area in the Northern Wilderness......

While convincing himself, Don turned his head extremely stiffly, stepped forward, and lifted the veil with trembling palms. After a pause, take a deep breath and lean over.

Sure enough, it's you...... It seems to have a habit of sleeping with his head covered, and only his hair and half a flawless face are exposed to the futon. But this was enough for Tang En to clearly identify that this was not His Royal Highness Lan Sha of the Northern Wilderness Imperial Family, who was familiar with him, or who was it?

The figure shook, supporting the side of the bed with one hand, rubbing his eyebrows with the other, and rubbing it again, Don En felt a little messed up in his mind.

You have to sort it out......

Well, it's not a delusion. However, although the world is big, it is normal to occasionally meet a few acquaintances, and the so-called foreign acquaintances are also very normal...... Right?

Right...... What a fart!

Thinking about Bran's precarious situation and Lan Sha's ability now, Tang En couldn't help but smile bitterly, and he knew that his previous judgment was correct, and now he had indeed found the right master.

Don't have been in contact with Lansha for a long time, only a few months. But this is enough for him to understand the opponent's anti-natural IQ, perfect overall view, and precise control of grand strategy.

Why didn't you think of it......

What does it say about the information and intelligence given by Wu Ding before, the other party is an extremely good commander, although he is located in a corner of the battlefield, he can strategize, understand the overall battle situation, and win a victory thousands of miles away!

With such a rare ability, why didn't he connect the mysterious barbarian commander with this chick?

It's—hopelessly stupid!

Don patted his confused head, making an empty noise, forcing himself to calm down and analyze carefully.

He had come to kill the mysterious barbarian commander, and he had paid a great price for it. It stands to reason that now that it is finally easy to find, it is naturally a knife matter. But now he has found Lansha's head...... What to do?

...... That, speaking of which, I actually don't know her too well. Although she saved me, I also saved her, and I don't owe each other. Besides, it's true that she's an enemy, and she once thought about killing me, so it's only natural for me to kill her now......

...... Beast, you Don't forget that you kissed someone? Forget that there is lingering underwater? Forget that in the Imperial City of the Northern Wilderness, the other party once protected you......

Angels and devils, the two little Donnes are constantly fighting and entangled in Don's mind, scolding and spitting, and the fight is inextricable, which is called a lively. So much so that Don En didn't notice Lansha under him, his eyelids rolled, the side of his nose was slightly blistered, and the pink tongue licked his lips, as if he realized something and was waking up......

Waiting for a reaction, he lowered his head, and just met Lan Sha's slowly opened watery eyes.

After a pause and a blink, Don Squeezed out a smile that wasn't good-looking: "Hi ......"

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