When Wen Hao ran over with his sword, the poor black-clothed guard only had two feet left dangling on the trap, and bursts of painful moans were coming from the trap.
After receiving brutal training for several months, Wen Hao saw a lot of black-clad guards and how they didn't take human life seriously. So although Wen Hao didn't see the black-clad guards' faces, he still took a look at them.
He recognized this person as a guard in black.
Recalling what the devil had said when they left, Wen Hao felt a chill in his heart. Knowing that the black-clothed guard was here to kill them, his murderous intent immediately surged, and he waved his arm and a red light flashed.
"Pu Chi, Pu Chi"
With two soft sounds, blood shot out of Lao Gao like a fountain, drenching Wen Hao's whole body.
"ah……"
There was another blood-curdling scream, but this time, Wen Hao was not frightened at all.
"Who is it?"
Two shouts sounded beside Wen Hao at the same time, and then two beautiful figures flashed and suddenly appeared beside Wen Hao.
"It's the black-clothed guards sent by the devil to hunt us." Wen Hao said coldly, his voice full of murderous intent and hatred.
"Hunting our black-clothed guards?" When the two women heard this, they turned to look into the trap. Looking at the familiar black-clothed men, they understood immediately. Their faces were filled with frost, and the murderous intent in their bodies surged, and they waved their swords.
Just about to rush forward.
"There's no need to go any further, so as not to dirty the sword." Wen Hao stretched out his hand to hold the two women, and said calmly: "I have cut off his legs. The wood chips in the trap are not so easy to withstand, plus there are also
With the poison of the triangular viper, he is dead."
The two women nodded, and then the three of them stood by the trap with cold faces, looking at the black-clothed guard who was spouting blood and wailing constantly.
A few minutes later, the blood stopped spraying from the trap, the wailing sounds disappeared without a trace, and the entire stone chamber suddenly fell into a dead silence.
Two minutes passed and it was confirmed that the guard in black was really dead. Wen Hao then said: "He is already dead. I will get the body out and throw it away to avoid soiling our home."
After saying that, Wen Hao took a tree fork from the side, stood next to the trap, and slowly picked up half of the body of the black-clothed guard.
"Let me help you."
"I'm coming too."
The two women saw that Wen Hao was struggling and quickly took action. With the joint efforts of the three of them, half an hour later, the body of the black-clothed guard was finally picked up from the trap.
Looking at the corpse in front of him, Wen Hao secretly sighed that the guard in black was actually very lucky. He fell headlong into the trap, and the wood chip inside did not stab his head, but only punctured his shoulders.
, if those wood chips did not have the flesh and blood of the Triangular Viper, and if Wen Hao and the three of them were not here, the guard in black could still get up from it as long as he regained his breath.
"Fortunately, the trap was not damaged. I just need to re-smear it with the flesh of the triangular viper." Wen Hao sat beside the trap, looking at the wood chips in the trap in front of him, and said happily.
It is not difficult to find wood chips, make wood chips, and insert wood chips. What is difficult is inserting the last few sticks. Because the wood sticks are inserted very densely, it is easy to hurt yourself. So last time, Wen Hao had to insert the last few sticks.
It took a lot of effort, but it is still fresh in my memory.
The three of them sat for a while and after recovering some strength, Wen Hao and Song Yuzhen stood up again and walked towards the black-clothed guards, while Xiaolan and Wenhao did not let her help anymore.
In times of difficulty, naturally no one would care about dead people's things, so the first thing Wen Hao and the others did was to strip the man in black naked and search out all the available things, and then the two of them
Dragging the body out of the cave.
Half an hour later, Wen Hao and the two returned to the cave again. At this time, Xiaolan had cleaned out the things of the black guard. When she saw Wen Hao and the other two coming back, she immediately complained to them: "This black guard
It's really poor. Apart from the dagger and the sword, I only have a bottle of wound medicine, a few pieces of barbecue, and some random herbs."
"He's not moving, he's just going out on a mission. How can he bring a lot of things with him?" Wen Hao stroked Xiaolan's head, smiled, and said, "Aren't there still these black clothes available?"
The things left by the guards in black were very ordinary. The two women were used to the good things that Wen Hao brought and they didn't despise these things at all. Of course, Wen Hao didn't despise these things either, but Wen Hao and the others didn't regard them as
Throw them away, but keep them. Although these things are not of great use, they will always be of some use.
Just as Wen Hao and the others thought, Wen Hao and the others soon found several medicinal materials for refining antidotes among the messy herbs. At the same time, they also found several medicinal materials for refining poisons, and two more.
Planting medicinal materials for disguise, these things made Wen Hao and the others very happy.
Although the black clothes taken off from the black guard were punctured by wood chips, the two women decided to clean them and mend them for Wen Hao to wear. After all, Wen Hao had no clothes now.
With his upper body hanging in front of the two girls, he felt a little embarrassed.
As for the pants that had been cut into several pieces by Wen Hao's sword, the three of them also kept them, planning to clean them and use them to bandage their wounds. After all, the cloth here was too rare, and they were often injured.
The small dagger was put away by Wen Hao. He planned to use it as a flying knife in the future. After all, the power of stones was far less than that of flying knives.
Wen Hao was sitting in the stone room, playing with the sword he got from the man in black. He lowered his head and didn't speak. He didn't know what he was thinking.
"Brother Sun Wu, what are you thinking about?" Song Yuzhen suddenly asked Wen Hao.
"I was wondering how the black-clothed guard discovered us, and our strength must be improved as soon as possible. We have only been here for two days, and we have been in danger one after another, and almost died several times. If our strength does not improve, maybe we will
One day I will die here." Wen Hao frowned and said with a serious expression.
The voice fell, and everyone fell into silence again. After a long time, Song Yuzhen sighed: "That's true, but it's not easy to improve your strength!"
Strength must be cultivated slowly and accumulated bit by bit. It is not something you can improve just because you want to. If it were so easy, who would practice so hard?
"Indeed." Wen Hao sighed and nodded helplessly.
"Although it is difficult for us to improve our strength, as long as we set up more traps outside, it is not difficult to save our lives." Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit heavy, Xiaolan quickly spoke to comfort her.
"That's true." Wen Hao nodded. If the black-clothed guards relied solely on their strength today, they would be at the mercy of others. But if he fell into a trap, he would be at the mercy of others. The power of the trap is undoubtedly huge.
Yes, it is also the best way for everyone to save their lives now.