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As the saying goes, a hundred-footed worm is dead but not stiff. It is Zhao Zhu who is now seriously injured and has little strength left, but the ability to perceive danger and murder in his bones is still there. He can clearly perceive that behind him , there is a more and more obvious sharpness approaching;

Zhao Zhu, on the other hand, kept rummaging for things, and continued to talk to himself, as if he didn't notice it at all;

Hei Ying's dagger was raised, ready to start, and stabbed at Zhao Zhu suddenly, Zhao Zhu turned his whole body forward, and fell into the big box in front of him with his head facing his body, and the lid of the big box was also closed at this time. , Sombra's dagger stabbed a hole in the air, but he subconsciously opened the box with the other hand. Zhao Zhu, who was squatting in the box, held a diamond crossbow right at him:

"Hi!"

With this greeting, there was a sound of breaking the air, and the crossbow arrow shot out, directly penetrating the black shadow, and then pierced through the yurt, tearing a big hole. Please search (product #book...net) to see the most complete! fastest updated novel

The black shadow swayed a few times, and then fell to the ground in disbelief, losing his vitality. He never imagined that he would actually die in the hands of a face. He originally planned to assassinate the female lord. After he was empty, he thought of killing Zhao Zhu quietly so that he could hide here and wait for an opportunity to attack, but there was no future.

Zhao Zhu reached out and rubbed his ears. This diamond crossbow was too domineering. When he just shot it out, his palm was numb. The sharp sound of breaking through the air also pierced Zhao Zhu's eardrums. This was just found in the box. The thing, Zhao Zhu just calmly wound it, and then killed it with one blow, the effect is still good, and this crossbow is relatively compact and compact, suitable for personal carrying, it is estimated that it should be the bodyguard that the female lord usually carries with him. The weapon, I just went out in a hurry, so I didn't take it, but it saved Zhao Zhu's life.

Habitually, Zhao Zhu first squatted down and touched the assassin's body. The assassin was wearing a black veil. After tearing it open, he found that she was still a woman, with several scars on her face, and she was quite old. Enduring the uncomfortable feeling, Zhao Zhu still touched her whole body. Over and over, except for the dagger in her hand. There's nothing else, too. As an assassin, it is impossible to carry too many things on the body, otherwise it is easy to reveal the identity.

Zhao Zhu re-stringed the diamond crossbow and hid it in the fat cuff of his robe. Then he looked at it and put away the female assassin's dagger. Judging from the gloss of the dagger, it should be poisoned. Anyway, Zhao Zhu Zhu is now a poor man with nothing on his body. So when you see something that fits, take it.

At this time, the sound of horses' hoofs hitting the ground and the tragic screams of killing came from the camp outside.

It's a fight outside.

Zhao Zhu pondered for a while, and decided to leave the yurt first. Its goal was too obvious, and no one could say that only one assassin would come. Maybe the enemy army would rush in after a while, so Zhao Zhu could only Blind. Zhao Zhu didn't expect to say that the boss of the other party was also a woman and also took a fancy to him.

Opening the curtain of the yurt, Zhao Zhu felt a gust of wind blowing from his face, and subconsciously squatted down to avoid, a knife stuck to Zhao Zhu's hair, and a soldier in black armor saw Zhao Zhu dodge. Yes, slightly surprised. Immediately afterwards, he raised the knife in his hand and prepared to cut it down again.

"Buzz!"

Zhao Zhu's diamond crossbow was fired directly at this time, and the arrow pierced into the black armored soldier. The armor was so strong that the arrow could not be shot in, but bounced off, but the huge force contained in the arrow was still strong. The soldier was knocked out, and his chest was also sunken. Spit out a mouthful of blood.

Regardless of whether the other party was dead or alive, Zhao Zhu immediately got up and started running in one direction. Fortunately, the shackles on his neck had been untied by the maid when he was bathing him, otherwise Zhao Zhu would still be in this state. I really can't run.

After running for a while, Zhao Zhu found that he had nowhere to escape. There were more and more black armored soldiers around, and the people in the original tribe started to fight and retreat. Obviously, the casualties were too heavy and they were obviously lost, so Ready to abandon camp here.

Changes on the battlefield are often fast-changing. Zhao Zhu just saw a little bit of the situation at this time, and a team of black armored soldiers roared away. They did not care about Zhao Zhu, the slave curled up in the corner, and just desperately chased after him. Killing the men in this tribe who can still fight with weapons, but this cavalry swept away the area where the two sides were deadlocked. The cavalry continued to rush towards the past together, and it would be unrealistic for Zhao Zhu to secretly transfer himself out at this time.

Immediately, Zhao Zhu directly got into one of the ordinary yurts, and frowned immediately after entering. It was full of corpses, and there were two layers of corpses piled up. The denser the footsteps, he dived directly into the pile of dead people, smeared some more blood on his body, and then remained motionless, and slowly let his body enter a state of turtle breathing, which is good for those who have the foundation of breathing and meditation. For Zhao Zhu, it is not a difficult task, and it is one of the few things that can still be done in a state of serious injury.

Soon, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and a few black armored soldiers walked in. The battle in this area was basically over, and the opponent had already retreated under the leadership of the lord. They just wanted to clean up the battlefield. They didn't need to. Captives, because they despise the women and children of these lowly ethnic groups, and their blood will be impure if they are absorbed. Therefore, they have always killed these inferior ethnic groups who have robbed them of their few living resources.

What happened to Zhao Zhu's heart was that these black armored soldiers actually started to make up for the dead one after another. From the outside, he was still indistinguishable from the corpses around him.

A black armored soldier stood in front of Zhao Zhu and slashed at a corpse beside Zhao Zhu. Then he raised the knife again. Zhao Zhu was ready to take a stab, even if it was raw, Zhao Zhu still The ability to continue to remain in the dead state of being unmoved is still a bit of concentration, but if this black armored soldier directly chops key parts of Zhao Zhu's body, such as the neck and head, it will really be the end of the game.

"woo woo woo woo!!!!"

The horn sounded suddenly, these black armored soldiers immediately stopped the process of repairing the knife, and rushed out to gather. After they all left, Zhao Zhu slowly opened his eyes, and cold sweat was already oozing out of his forehead.

Zhao Zhu was eager for power at this time. If he was still at his peak, would these soldiers still be able to get close to him? Where else do you need to hide in the dead?

However, these temporarily unrealistic thoughts were quickly thrown away by Zhao Zhu. Just as Zhao Zhu was thinking about what to do next, the yurt suddenly caught fire. It seemed that the black armored soldiers were preparing to gather, and they simply set the place on fire. , even if there is a fish that slips through the net, he will be burned to death like this.

Zhao Zhu got up immediately, took off the robe from a corpse beside him, then dipped the robe in blood, then took out his dagger, dug a hole for his head, buried his head in the hole, and the blood was full of blood. The robe was draped over his body, and as the fire got bigger and bigger, Zhao Zhu could still feel the pungent smell of smoke, as well as the smell of meat when the surrounding corpses were being burned.

Due to the particularity of the beam of light when he first entered the mission world, Zhao Zhu's trauma to his soul and body was very serious at this time, and he could not even use the ability of a starving ghost. Otherwise, Zhao Zhu would have begun to absorb the life here. People have come to recover himself. What Zhao Zhu lacks now is suitable medicines or supplements. As long as his body or Linghu can recover a little, it is like drawing water from a well, if there is no water, go to draw water. Pour a glass of water into the container, and press the water for a few more times, and the water will keep coming up. What Zhao Zhu lacks now is the starting point. As long as he can take a breath and recover a little bit of vitality, then everything below will be fine. solved.

Fortunately, there were not many things to burn in the yurt. The fire was very big at once, and then slowly went out. Zhao Zhu felt that his whole body was hot, but he continued to hold his head down;

He endured and felt that the fire was out and his body was no longer hot, but he still didn't dare to stand up and take a look. Gradually, Zhao Zhu actually fell asleep directly in the pile of scorched dead people, and he didn't know if it was Because of the smell of meat around him, Zhao Zhu's sleep was much more stable than before. It was only in the middle of the night that Zhao Zhu woke up, quietly raised his head, and crawled out of the pile of dead people to take a look. It was a piece of ruins with smoke, and those fierce black armored soldiers were gone.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and finally escaped, Zhao Zhu regained his freedom~lightnovelpub.net~ There is no need to be a slave or a woman's face, which is a good thing, but Zhao Zhu It is too difficult to survive in this kind of desert in the current state. In fact, Zhao Zhu still prefers to be the face of the female lord first and then wait for the opportunity to recover from the injury. To give a little of his chastity to his life, he is still in the Within the range of Zhao Dashao's tolerance.

Just as Zhao Zhu was about to continue picking up some food and drink in the ruins, not far away, there was a neat chant:

"Hey hey hey hey!"

"Hey hey hey hey!"

"Hey hey hey hey!"

The dead cruise ship, dragged by thousands of slaves with runes on their bodies, slowly marched here.

Zhao Zhu remembered that he had seen this scene when he first came out of the yurt in the daytime, but now he saw it again, and Zhao Zhu was a little confused. Why did the cruise ship continue to travel here after a few people who didn't fall were killed? Didn't the people in those tribes go to attack it?

After the cruise ship was closer to him, Zhao Zhu was stunned to discover that this was actually... a mirage. (To be continued.)