Out of nowhere, the people brought many bundles of dry firewood, and many bonfires were lit.

At this moment the butler and the man with a fierce face came over, and the little butler hastened to bring a few animal skins from the carriage and spread them by the fire, and waited for the two to sit down.

"Brother Tie, Brother Han, please go to the east to guard it. The thin man walked over and said to the two who were drinking and eating meat.

The two men, one tall and one short, looked at each other, then clenched their fists and nodded, and took their food and drink and headed east.

The thin man nodded in satisfaction and continued to arrange for others to be on duty.

One tall and one short, the two walked dozens of feet and stopped at two leafy trees.

"Brother Han, how about the two of us brothers being on duty here at night, and we can still take care of each other. The man surnamed Tie suggested in a rough voice.

"Everything is up to Brother Tie. The short man looked like he was in his thirties, and his appearance was very ordinary, and he was holding a huge bow in his left hand, a thin red book in his right hand, and six iron arrows behind him, which looked very strange.

"Hey, Brother Han, you are also a second-rate good player, do you want to wash your hands in the future and become that teaching gentleman?" the man surnamed Tie sneered.

The short monk did not answer, but laughed and jumped up a large tree, hid in the canopy, found a comfortable position, and looked at the book in his hand with relish.

The big man surnamed Tie shook his head, jumped on the big tree as well, and suddenly picked off the wine gourd hanging from his waist and threw it towards another big tree.

"Thank you!" the short man took the gourd in his hand as soon as he stretched out his hand, uncorked it with his teeth, and poured a sip of the liquor on his head.

"The night is long, and there is no liquor to keep you company. The man surnamed Tie took a sip of wine and laughed.

It was late at night.

A bright moon in the sky was obscured by dark clouds, and darkness was in the woods.

The people in the clearing of the woods were leaning on the trunks of the trees and sleeping soundly, only the bonfire was burning, and the burned red wood blocks were constantly bursting and making a "whoosh" sound.

The man surnamed Tie leaned against the trunk of the tree and snored slightly, while the short man was still shaking his head and looking at the books, immersed in the sea of books.

At this moment, a dozen people with black cloth over their faces and night clothes were crawling through the woods.

They held jet-black iron crossbows in their hands, and behind their backs were quivers, which were densely packed with green arrows that shimmered with a netherworld green light.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a pale face as white as paper suddenly frowned, sniffed, and his eyes flashed, and the man in black who was crawling on the ground stopped, only to see him pointing to two big trees not far away.

The four strong men beside him nodded, and quietly touched the two big trees.

The process of touching the past was very smooth, just as they were about to sneak attack, they suddenly felt a piece of green vine wrapped around their necks, and before they could react, the green vine was like a crossbow into their throats and hearts, and they fell to the ground with a painful face.

The dark clouds drifted away, the bright moonlight sprinkled in the woods, and the middle-aged man with a pale face was shocked, and he wanted to let the man in black attack with a hard crossbow, but where was the shadow of those people in the woods?

Could it be a ghost?

The middle-aged man's mind suddenly had strange thoughts.

Suddenly, an ordinary face popped out of the tree and smiled at him.

Countless green vines suddenly shot out from beside him, and they struck at him with a whistle that broke through the air, and their strength was three points stronger than that strong bow and crossbow!

The middle-aged man's body erupted violently, the green tendons on his arm exploded, and his arm swelled violently as if it had been flushed, and it became the thickness of a sea bowl, and his body was also plated with a faint golden light.

This middle-aged man actually cultivated into the famous martial arts of the King Kong Cover, and he also cultivated to the realm of Dacheng.

I saw his golden arm grabbing a green vine, and he wanted to pull it up with a cruel smile, but he was suddenly slightly stunned, and with twelve points of strength, the green vine did not move!

Just as he wanted to deal with it in other ways, the green vine wrapped around his arm, piercing the golden light and piercing it.

The faint golden light on his body only blocked a breath, and the light quickly dimmed.

With a faint scream, the middle-aged man was poked by the dense green vines.

"Who?" the man surnamed Tie, who was napping in the tree, woke up suddenly, and took the blade wrapped in cloth in his hand.

"Brother Han!" Seeing that there was no movement around him, the big man surnamed Tie hurriedly shouted.

"Ahh

"Did you hear a scream?" the big man surnamed Tie jumped off the tree, holding a broad iron sword and looking around vigilantly.

More than a dozen feet away from him, Qingteng was quietly dragging the miserable middle-aged man into the ground.

"I seem to have heard a little movement, so I'd better go to the camp and investigate. The short man also jumped off the tree, rubbed his eyes, and said.

As soon as the words fell, a piercing scream suddenly came from a distance, and it turned out to be the secret hand arranged by the thin man who played a role.

"Enemy attack!"

The thin man opened his eyes and roared, and the people who were resting on the tree were in an instant chaos, and one by one they quickly grabbed the blades beside them in their hands, and made a posture of vigilance.

At this moment, countless black-clothed people suddenly drilled out from three sides of the woods, holding jet-black iron crossbows in their hands, and then the overwhelming crossbow arrows shot over, and the crossbow arrows were so dense that more than a dozen second-rate masters with slightly inferior martial arts died on the spot under the random arrows.

"Military repeater, there is no movement in the east!" the thin man shouted loudly as he looked around, then took out dozens of boomerangs from his bosom and grabbed them in his hands, and looked at the woods coldly with a word of warning.

The crowd carefully watched the east, lest it be another trick played by the enemy, deliberately loosening their guard, and then they would be annihilated in one fell swoop.

Suddenly, there was a roar from the east, and two black iron arrows shot towards the opposite side, and a terrible scream came from the woods!

Seeing this, the thin man frowned tightly, and suddenly his figure flashed, and with a wave of his big hand, the sound of breaking the air sounded, and the boomerang in his hand was thrown towards the woods.

There were a few screams in the woods, and the density of the crossbow arrows dropped instantly, and it was clear that several people had died tragically under the darts.

The thin man's face was happy, and he grabbed a dozen boomerangs from his arms.

This time, he was facing the woods to the north.

The boomerang disappeared into the northern woods in a flash, and several screams were heard.

"What the hell are they doing, why hasn't they appeared yet. "There was an angry voice in the woods to the north, coming from the canopy of a tree.

Before he could finish speaking, a dark iron arrow swept towards the tree as fast as lightning.

"Ah......h

There was a scream, followed by a slight sound of falling to the ground.

The thin man was overjoyed, and just as he wanted to continue the boomerang attack, suddenly hundreds of black-clothed people appeared next to the mountains and forests, and immediately rushed out to fight with the people in the rivers and lakes who had been on guard for a long time.

The thin man did not continue to sneak attack with the boomerang, but took out a strange blade as thin as a cicada's wing, about three feet long, and stared coldly at the two people who came out of the woods.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that the martial arts people recruited by the Treasure Workshop had a few brushes, and they could kill Bai Lao Er quietly, but I don't know if this arrow can hurt our brother. There were some sharp voices in the woods, and two figures came out of the woods silently, and they were brothers who looked the same.

"Lan's Shuangsha?" said the thin man with a gloomy face.

"Quack, I didn't expect anyone to recognize our brother, so how about we send you on your way?" said the rooster again, and the man with a scar on his forehead said with a sinister smile.

"Big brother, you deal with this trick, I'll go to avenge Bai Er. The silent man next to him looked lightly at the short man with the bow and crossbow in his hand, and the wind rushed under his feet.

"It's weird, I don't want to get in trouble, but there's always trouble coming to me. The dwarf with the bow and crossbow muttered.