However, after Bazat checked several tunnels again, Sulin was still not found.

Once, Bazat was almost aware of Su Lin, when the few poisonous needles on the iron fan scratched Su Lin's cheek.

Su Lin held his breath and remained motionless against the dark wall of the tunnel. He expected that Bazat would not dare to go too deep for fear of encountering other unknown risks.

And when there was no danger of escaping from Bazat, Sulin also did not dare to go too deep into the tunnel. If he met another enemy and was attacked from both sides, he would be in trouble.

That time Bazat was almost less than ten meters away from him. Faintly, Su Lin could hear the other person's breathing clearly.

After firing the poisonous needle in the iron fan, he gently scratched the scar on his arm and took out another identical iron fan.

"This thing can actually be mass-produced!" Su Lin complained slightly, but his heart was extremely desperate.

If the other party doesn't leave, as time goes by and he fails to hold his breath, the other party will definitely be able to notice his presence.

"Huh~" After seeing Bazat leave, Su Lin breathed out softly.

However, it was the slight sound of this breath that actually brought Bazat back again.

This luck is also extremely bad. I wonder if it is because of the scarecrow of bad luck. After leaving Yaowang Valley, his luck seems to have been bad.

Perhaps the treatment he received in Yaowang Valley was so good that even God couldn't help but be jealous, so now he sent a scarecrow to balance him out.

Fortunately, Su Lin was prepared. He released a few mice that he had captured in advance. The squeaking noise diverted Bazat's attention, causing him to walk out of the tunnel again.

After confirming that Bazat had finally left, Su Lin patted his chest with lingering fear and told himself not to take such risks next time. If Bazat had been more careful, the outcome might have been different.

Su Lin recalled that the last time he used this method was when the old man Qihuang threw up the stone tablet to look for him. Although the method was old-fashioned, he was still very satisfied with the effect.

After seeing Bazat walking some distance away, Sulin followed him quietly. When he saw him entering another tunnel for investigation, Sulin came to the circular clearing and faced Bazat in the tunnel.

call out:

"Xiao Zhazi, can you do it? I haven't found your grandfather for so long."

After shouting, he immediately ran away again.

The figures of Bazat and Sulin kept shuttling back and forth in front of several nearby tunnel entrances, chasing each other, but neither one could do anything to stop the other.

After running back and forth for a while, Sulin determined that Bazat couldn't tell which tunnel entrance was originally marked. Then he found a tunnel entrance and stayed there for a relatively long time to recover his physical strength and nearly exhausted energy.

spiritual power.

He made up his mind that if Bazat entered his current entrance again, he would cross the three hundred meters from the entrance of the tunnel and continue deeper, looking for a new opportunity to leave.

Bazat continuously checked several tunnel entrances without any results. After waiting for a while and seeing that Su Lin had no intention of provoking him again, he realized that Su Lin was probably taking advantage of his fixed mentality.

We took cover and successfully entered the depths of the tunnel.

After venting wildly in the circular clearing, he found that he could not change the established fact in the end, so he had no choice but to calm down his anger and walk towards his original tunnel entrance.

Bazat stood in the circular clearing and looked around. There were so many entrances. If he hadn't placed a few small stones as markers at the original tunnel entrance, he might not have been able to find his original entrance.

The circular open space was only a few tens of meters in diameter. With just a quick sweep of his mental energy, he found the mark he had made at the entrance of the tunnel, and walked in the direction of the mark.

However, he vaguely felt that the stone in front of him seemed to be in a slightly different position than the stone he placed at that time. He couldn't tell what the specific difference was.

Maybe I was too paranoid and was surprised by a young boy.

After his eyes lingered on the pile of rocks for a moment, Bazat walked towards the entrance of the tunnel, one hundred meters, two hundred meters, three hundred meters, until further into the depths of the tunnel.

In the dark and narrow tunnel at the end, no one knew what happened to Bazat, but he suddenly let out a heart-rending roar: "Lin Su, I'm not done with you!"

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On Su Lin's side, as he continued to move deeper into the tunnel, at the end of the tunnel, he stepped on the stairs leading to the ground. He lifted the ground above his head and was completely shocked by the scene in front of him.

"Hiss—" The roar of horses kept coming to his ears, and the smoke and dust kicked up by the horse's hooves trampling on the ground made it difficult for him to open his eyes.

Unbelievably, there was a desert in front of him, and the position where he poked his head seemed to be the gap between the two armies. It seemed that one side was the army of the Tang Ming Empire, and the other side was the army of the foreign barbarians.

Looking at their numbers, the Tang and Ming Empire had at least 100,000 people, while the Barbarians had only half of the empire. But looking at their arrogance, it was obvious that the Barbarian army was more confident, and on the other side of the Barbarian army

Su Lin also saw two familiar people—Old Man Qihuang.

The men and horses on both sides seemed to have just experienced a fight. Seeing the tragic corpse wrapped in horse leather, Sulin's stomach tumbled sharply. After forcibly holding back the discomfort, he glanced around again and found that most of the dead soldiers were wearing the costumes of the Tang and Ming Empire.

But the number of dead in the barbarian army was very few.

No wonder the opponent is so confident. It turns out that the military strength of the Tang Ming Empire and the barbarian army are not at the same level at all. Whether it is in terms of the quality of the war horses or the equipment of weapons, the former seems to have less room to survive than the latter.

Not in the same era.

Apart from anything else, the barbarians were already able to use relatively primitive firecrackers, but the army of the Tang and Ming Empire only had crossbows, bows and arrows, and not even a decent thermal weapon, and the entire army looked at the barbarians.

There was a vague look of fear and cowardice in his eyes. It was unreasonable for such an army to remain undefeated.

Saying that his luck would not be very good, Su Lin was just about to bury his head and go back into the dark tunnel deep in the desert, but an officer in the barbarian army seemed to have discovered him.

"It's interesting. A little mouse came out of the ground. Let's keep it!"

A man who was closer to Su Lin, looked fierce, and was unusually tall and stout. He held a trident and thrust it directly into Su Lin's forehead.

With this blow, if Su Lin tried to burrow back into the ground, he would definitely be stabbed to the core by the opponent. So he simply picked up the iron rod and struck hard, knocking off the trident thrown by the opponent.

"Old Qihuang, is this how you treat guests?" After the counterattack, Su Lin immediately used his nearly exhausted mental power to send a message to the leader of the army and the old man Qihuang in his team, and kept repeating the previous words.

In one sentence, it creates an unfathomable momentum.

Among the thousands of troops, if he wants to survive, he must rely on one party. He has no acquaintance with the Tang and Ming Empire armies, but with the Barbarian army, he at least has unlocked the cemetery level with the old man Qihuang.

experience, and it seems that their status in the barbarian army is not too low.

The old man Qihuang couldn't help being surprised when he heard someone shouting their names in the gap between the two armies. When he looked carefully, it turned out to be Su Lin who the little fat man told them to assassinate in the previous level.

This kid seems to have a star fruit in his hand. It is precisely because of the failure of the last level mission that the sequence ability has returned to the basic level of object control, so this battle is so strenuous. If you get that kid's fruit, you may be able to return to your original control.
Chapter completed!