Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Lost Country and the Displaced People Gather in the Valley
Xue Ding looked at the short arrow in his hand, and at the same time his ears were beating slightly, he had turned on his hearing to the fullest, carefully catching any slight movement around him.
This valley is the standard echo valley terrain, there are many holes between the mountain walls, and the terrain is high and low, sometimes there will be a northwest wind blowing from here, the wind through the valley stays, like an immortal playing the hole flute, the tune rhythm is the same as the instrument.
Xue Ding put away the cloud-piercing arrow, the arrow of this arrow had not been triggered, and it could still be used after that. This is a habit he has developed in the Iron Cloth Army for many years, and it is not easy to make cloud-piercing arrows, and if you can save one branch, you will save one branch.
The arrow just now is also a warning to the people in this valley to themselves.
Xue Ding carried Ba Sheng and continued to walk towards the valley, and from beginning to end, the singing of the desolate Yan woman never stopped.
Further on, the vegetation on the ground gradually increased, and all kinds of shrubs and thorns were mixed together. This kind of place is a natural trap barrier, and it is difficult for outsiders to see through a bunch of traps placed here.
Schröding's handling was more brutal and direct, the winning knife in his hand was raised, and without saying a word, a series of knives were cut out, and large areas of shrubs and thorns were twisted into pieces under Schröding's knife.
Sure enough, as the knife slashed by, there was a series of sounds of traps being triggered in the forest.
Broken bone clips, fairy ropes, net pockets, dark crossbow arrows, thistles, and ground thorn bamboo spears, heavenly, earthly, actively triggered, passively triggered, all kinds of everything.
Xue Ding's face was expressionless and he dragged the knife forward, he was like a tiger in the forest, and his body was full of incomparable majesty.
Deep in the jungle, a series of rustling footsteps could be heard, but from the sound of the sound, it didn't seem to be human footsteps.
With a wolf howl, a timber wolf with a shiny silver fur pounced out of the jungle first, and the speed was amazing, even faster and stronger than the usual wolf beasts.
At this distance, Xue Ding wanted to draw his sword, and it was too late at all. However, he did not panic at all, and was very calm enough to launch a punch, which hit the timberwolf on the head impartially.
The timberwolf, which was more than half a human tall, was punched hard by Schröding's head, and his whole body flew upside down and crashed out.
The wolf clan is known as the copper-headed, iron-boned tofu waist, and their head is the hardest place on the whole body.
But even so, after the big wolf ate Schrettin's old punch, he hadn't been able to get up for a long time.
At the same time, a timberwolf on the left and right culled out, and these two were not as big as the one they were culling head-on, but they were just as fast.
Seeing that the two timberwolves were about to pounce on Schröding, he suddenly saw Schröding's legs exert force, and the whole person flew out directly, and the lightning and flint let go out of place, and the two timberwolves immediately collided head to head together, falling to the ground and screaming.
Xue Ding slowly drew his knife, he ignored the two little wolves, but walked directly towards the head wolf who attacked him first and was beaten away by his own punch.
"Stop," suddenly a woman's voice sounded in the woods, and the singing had stopped now, "Don't hurt Big Tooth." I saw a woman dressed in a rough linen robe, grabbing a thick vine and swinging down from a big tree not far away, and in the blink of an eye, she had already come to Xue Ding's face, she hugged the big teeth of the silver-haired forest wolf, and looked at Xue Ding's eyes full of hostility.
At the same time, there were dense crowds and figures pouring out of the surroundings, and they all came forward to surround Xue Ding, and at a cursory glance, there were hundreds of people.
"I didn't expect there to be such a powerful character as you in Zhao Gou," the woman was born very delicate, looking at the appearance of a girl who was sixteen or seventeen years old, her voice was very ethereal and sweet, and the person who sang in the valley before thought it was her.
Needless to say, she also knew that she regarded Xue Ding as the person sent by the Zhao army to the valley to kill them.
Xue Ding didn't bother to make any quibbles for himself at all, he just silently rolled his eyeliner and looked for Xue Ying's figure in the crowd.
"Zhao Gou, even if you are three heads and six arms, you don't want to leave here alive today. "There are already people in the crowd who are impatient, they have seen Schröding's methods, but after all, there are many of them here, and it is natural that they will think that the advantage is on their side.
Xue Ding glanced around and didn't see Xue Ying's figure, he couldn't help frowning, this result didn't disappoint him too much, and he didn't expect to be able to find Xue Ying easily.
"Kill him!" Schröding's indifference was a naked provocation in the eyes of these people, and in their eyes, this was a stubborn man who was reckless and reckless, no different from those Zhao soldiers and Zhao Min who bullied them on weekdays.
Xue Ding held the hilt of the knife in his palm and turned around slowly, preparing to leave the valley.
"You think you can get away!" The young woman in Mai with three timberwolves blocked his way at once, "I must not let you leave here alive today." ”
The reason why those Zhao soldiers in the Beishan Mine now dare not act rashly is because they can't tell whether there are people or ghosts in this valley at the moment. If they had known that there was only a group of exiles gathered in the valley at the moment, there would be no more fear, and they would have raised an army to wipe them out.
Previously, the Zhao army had sent more than 100 people into the valley, but they were all killed by all of them, using various strategies. It is precisely because of this that a terrifying signboard has been erected in this Yin Ghost Valley, and if this signboard is removed, I am afraid that none of these people in the valley will be able to leave alive.
After the girl finished speaking, she heard the sound of a sword coming out of its sheath.
Schrettin pursed his lips, not intending to plead a word.
The battle was about to break out, and just as a group of people were about to rush up to besiege and kill Xue Ding, suddenly an anxious voice came from the other side.
"Stop, everyone, that's my brother. ”
When Xue Ding heard the voice, his eyes immediately straightened, and he turned his head sharply to look in the direction where the voice came from, and really saw Xue Ying rushing towards him.
Xue Ying's soul officially entered the dream, and Meng Juntong constantly had to wear the dream weaving silk, constructing every detail in the dream, so that she could blend more with the dream.
Xue Ying was carrying the Xinyan battle knife she had brought out from home.
"Brother, how did you find here!"