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Chapter 19, Killing the Soldier(1/2)

It's late at night and people are quiet.

Two large piles of firewood were burned in front of the tent, one was to drive away the cold and the other was to prevent wild animals from coming.

The fire swayed, and even with snow, the forests on both sides were still scary and dark, as if there were ferocious beasts hiding in it.

Everyone in Luojia Village fell asleep.

Because the village chief came forward, the noise ended quickly. The fatigue and psychological collapse made everyone want to have a good sleep and temporarily escape this desperate situation.

There were three people in charge of patrol at night, divided into three shifts, because there were woods on both sides and mountains behind them, so you just need to watch in front of the tent.

Now the patrol of this squad is a middle-aged man in his forties. Uncle Luo San, standing straight between the two camps, looking at the distance in front of the fire without blinking.

On this side, Qin Wushiwu slept for a while, got up and moved his body, and walked towards the tent.

He did not hide his whereabouts at all, slowly, but did not make any sound.

He and Qin Sanshiba were responsible for monitoring the people of Luojia Village with a thousand miles of hope. He knew that someone was patrolling at night.

But so what? He could easily get rid of him before the patrolman discovered him, and even let him make no sound.

Just as Qin Wushiwu set out, Ming Ying in the tent suddenly opened her eyes, and her gem-like eyes were radiating in the dark night.

Here comes!

With her current hearing, she could not hear Qin Wushiwu's footsteps at all, but she just knew that the death warrior was coming.

Mingying deliberately fought with Chen Daya Luo Shitou, which caused the people in Luojia Village to collapse in order to attract the dead soldiers.

The prey on the net collapsed, so why would the hunter not want to come and take a look at it in person and make the prey even more collapsed? Isn’t this the purpose of the General of the Eastern Wu?

So Mingying took the initiative to set up a network to let the hunters come over and take the initiative.

As for why she knew that the Death Warrior came here at this time, it can only be said that it was an intuition from the same kind.

Mingying got up decisively and pushed Chen Daya who was sleeping beside her.

The two of them got off the bed with a tent, and there was a curtain in front and behind the tent, so that when the dead soldiers came, the adults stood in front and the children ran directly to the mountain from the curtain behind.

There was a tent as a barrier, and even if Qin Shiyi and others looked at each other, they could not see what was happening behind the tent.

Mingying went to the tent where the man lived and prepared to wake up Luo Shitou who was sleeping outside.

Luo Shitou knew that he was going to make trouble at night, so he was so excited that he didn't fall asleep, and his eyes were always staring at the curtain.

As soon as Mingying lifted the curtain, he immediately got up and got out of bed.

"Uncle San, I want to pee~ Take me to pee~ I'm afraid to go to the forest alone~" Luo Shitou ran to the patrolling Uncle San in an awkward position with his legs clamped.

Uncle Luo San touched his head, "Stone, there is a toilet in the tent, so I pee in the toilet. Uncle San wants to patrol and can't leave."

"I can't pee when facing the toilet, and my father and the others have worked hard for a day, so I'm afraid that they will wake them up!"

Luo Shitou covered his lower body and cried in a hurry, "Uncle San, I'm about to pee, take me there quickly, Uncle San!"

Uncle Luo San hesitated for a moment, thinking that it would not take long to pee closer.

"Let's go, Shitou, Uncle San takes you there, you can solve it quickly."

"Thank you, Uncle San!"

Luo Shitou pulled Uncle Luo San ran into the forest desperately, which made Uncle Luo San couldn't help laughing.

Looks like the little guy is holding it in.

The Dead Soldier is responsible for monitoring Qin Jiushiliu tonight. There are only one person at night and two people during the day. Because everyone in Luojia Village sleeps inside at night, and everyone works scattered during the day, and two people need to monitor him.

When Luo Shitou and Luo Sanshu went to the forest, Qin Jiushiliu's thousand-mile look automatically turned into the forest with the figures of the two.

At that moment, Mingying nodded to Chen Daya, and the two of them quickly ran out of the tent.

Chen Daya was holding two buckets of water in her hand and squatted behind the fire built by the branches, while Mingying ran behind a large stone in front of her.

Qin Jiushiliu took Qianli to look back at the camp.

Everything is exactly the same as before. The two camps are like two large graves. The fire sways in front of them, the blue smoke drifts away, and the surrounding void is like waves because of the high temperature.

"Stone, is it okay?" Uncle Luo San's voice was blown out of the forest by the night wind.

Luo Shitou said in pain: "Uncle San, I...I have stomachache~"

Uncle Luo San frowned, "I still have to patrol. You can wait here for a while, and I will call someone to accompany you."

"Uncle San, don't leave, I'm afraid, wuwu, can I do it as soon as possible?" Luo Shitou cried.

Uncle Luo San had no choice but to stand in place and look out of the forest from time to time.

But Luo Shitou led him to a little far away. The dense trees blocked his sight and could vaguely see the fire, but the others were not clearly visible.

"Uncle San, are you here?"

Luo Shitou shouted twice after a while. Uncle Luo San couldn't help but complain, thinking that Shitou looked very brave, but he didn't expect that he would be afraid of the dark!

"I'm here, please pull it quickly."

After Mingying squatted behind the stone for half a quarter of an hour, a ghostly figure appeared at the intersection in front.

The figure was tall and thin, walking swayingly, like an ordinary person walking at night.

Mingying's nerves suddenly became tense.

The murderous aura, she keenly captured the rich murderous aura, which came from the tall and thin man.

Mingying held her breath and made herself feel as unrestrained as a stone.

Qin Wushiwu quickly walked to the stone pile, which he was very familiar with.

He watched from thousands of miles away, watching the adults in Luojia Village bring the stones over, and watching the children in Luojia Village play and play here during the day.

Qin Wushiwu looked at the two tomb-like tents behind the swaying fire, his eyes were cold and there was no temperature at all.

Without hesitation, he stepped into the pile of stones.

The next second, countless giant mountains rose up beside him, trapping him in it like vines that suddenly grew from the ground.

The distance between the giant mountains was extremely narrow, and I couldn't see the sky when I looked up. The powerful pressure made Qin Wushiwu's breathing chaotic.

He pulled out a short blade from his sleeve. The short blade was extremely sharp and shining with a blood-colored light. Qin Wushiwu hid the short blade on his back with his back, raised his left arm slightly to block his chest, and mobilized every muscle in his body to the extreme.

Qin Wushiwu couldn't figure it out. It was obviously a bunch of messy stones, so why did it produce such a strange effect?

Did he enter the legendary formation? But during the day, the adults walked around here and the children ran around, why was there nothing unusual?!

Qin Wushiwu vaguely felt that he had fallen into a trap.

He pressed his breathing to the lowest point, put all his perceptions outward, and slowly moved forward under his feet.

Qin Jiuliu saw this scene and he was a little confused, but like Qin Wushiwu, he had seen this pile of stones, but it was just an ordinary pile of stones.

In his opinion, Qin Wushiwu was so cautious, maybe he didn't want to disturb the people in Luojia Village, Qin Jiushiliu thought.

After all, they have been monitoring here for three days, and they have seen all the actions of the Luojia Village people.

They know how much combat effectiveness and combat level they have, and they are all under control.

Qin Jiushiliu moved Qianliwang to the woods. Luo Sanshu and Luo Shitou had not yet come out. Qin Jiushiliu was not worried about them running away. Qin Shiyi sprinkled with the fragrance powder. The red snake could find the smell to find everyone who was stained with the fragrance powder.

Mingying watched Qin Wushiwu get closer and closer to her, and she moved slightly.

Suddenly, Qin Wushiwu slashed in the direction where Ming Ying was.

Of course not hit.

But, so keen! Mingying was secretly frightened. If it weren't for being in the formation and if this formation was not useful to the death warrior, she would definitely not be able to avoid this sword!

Five steps, four steps, three steps...

Mingying suddenly made a gesture, Chen Daya, who was squatting behind the fire, picked up the bucket beside her without hesitation and poured a bucket of water into the fire.

Thick smoke soars into the sky.

Qin Jiushiliu widened his eyes in surprise.

It was at this moment.

Mingying threw the short wooden spear in his hand towards Qin Wushiwu. When Qin Wushiwu raised the short blade in his hand and slashed at the wooden spear, Mingying climbed up the stone and flew towards Qin Wushiwu like a bird.

At the same time, Chen Daya carried the bucket and ran to another fire, pouring the water down.

The thick smoke rushed into the sky again.

Qin Jiushiliu's Qianliu looked towards the fire, and Qin Wushiwu in the formation raised his eyes and covered his neck with one hand. Blood flowed out from his fingers. His body twitched uncontrollably and fell to the ground with his eyes open.

The thick smoke quickly spread into the formation. Mingying, who had hit the target with one blow, ran to Qin Wushiwu with the cover of the thick smoke, and looked into her breath, sure she was dead.

A drop of blood slid down from the arrowhead she held in her right hand. Mingying wiped the arrowhead off the blood on Qin Wushiwu's body and touched the cuffs around his waist.

Without a wallet, Mingying was a little disappointed.

"Ding, add 100 points, remaining points 1653."

After getting the arrow cluster last time, Mingying had 503 points left. In the past few days, she touched the beds and quilts, and got 1,050 points, which were all old things and were worthless.

"Ding, 2,000 points have been added, and the remaining points have been added 3,653 points."
To be continued...
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