Chapter 44 The End of Salvation

This is an endless green mountain jungle. As far as you can see, it is full of green. The soft wind blows through the huge trees and stirs the weeds that are half-humanly tall. There are waves of low beast roaring in the distance. Obviously, this quiet night is not calm. Between the grass, a dark shadow slowly turned over. At this moment, he was looking up with his eyes open. The ancient branches here were a little sparse, and he could already see the moonlight coming in.

When the majestic wind brushed the waist-deep weed, you can faintly see this dark shadow. The shadow is dressed in a dark leather coat. It is not difficult to find from the remaining breath on the leather coat that this skin must come from a powerful warcraft. Although the faint breath cannot protect the dark shadow from harm, it can deter those monsters.

The shadow lay so quietly. If it weren't for the bright eyes and the shiny leather armor, I'm afraid everyone would have thought that this was a killed demon hunter, and the body was abandoned here. After lying for a day and a night, the shadow's body suddenly trembled, and he immediately supported his body with his hand as if he wanted to do it. Unfortunately, his body was still very weak, and he tried several times but failed.

With a bitter smile, Jing Chen could only lie there quietly. For the first time in his life, he was seriously injured, but Jing Chen still felt lucky. After all, he was still alive, and he also believed that as long as he gave himself another period of time, he could walk around again, and as long as there was no special situation, it was just time to leave here. Problems.

Of course, these are Jing Chen's wishful thinking. Maybe everything is as he imagined. He can leave here safely. However, the world often likes to make a big joke with us. At this moment, Jingchen has encountered this kind of thing against his wishes.

"Shasha..."

A sound of a slight body rubbing against the weeds sounded sounded. Jing Chen's ears moved and his whole body tightened in an instant. He was very familiar with this sound. He had been working in the Warcraft Mountains for more than a month, and he had heard this sound more than once. This is the voice of those assassins who targeted demon hunters. For more than a month, there have been many assassins who died in Jing Chen's hands. At this moment, when he was most weak, he encountered this kind of fly that could be solved in his opinion.

With a wry smile, Jing Chen's eyes moved to the direction of the sound. This man was obviously a novice. When he approached Jing Chen, he didn't even use his perception, so he rushed to Jing Chen quickly. At this moment, Jing Chen couldn't wait to curse. He never thought that he would die in the hands of such a rookie assassin, but the reality was so cruel. When the assassin saw Jing Chen lying in the grass looking at him, Jing Chen clearly saw a trace of greed flashing in his eyes.

"Hey hey..." The man smiled happily, and his face turned red with excitement, as if he were a drunk person without any hesitation. The assassin rushed up in an instant, flashing in his hand, and a sharp blade more than a foot long pierced Jing Chen's chest.

"It's over!" Jing Chen shouted secretly, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he waited for the cold blade to pierce his heart. With a soft sound, the unexpected pain did not come. Jing Chen was stunned and immediately said secretly. It seemed that my body had not fully recovered, and I couldn't even feel the pain of being pierced in my heart.

grew a breath. Jing Chen lay there waiting for the arrival of death peacefully. Suddenly, a drop of sticky ** fell on Jing Chen's face. Unlike the cold dew, it was actually hot.

At this moment, a rough voice sounded, "How's it going? Can you still get up?" Hearing this sound, Jing Chen hurriedly opened his eyes and saw that the assassin who was going to plot against him had died. At this moment, the position of the assassin's chest had been pierced by a snowy gun, and a drop of blood was left along the tip of the gun and fell on Jing Chen's face.

"I'm not dead?" Jing Chen looked doubtfully at the big man who used the gun in front of him. The big man was two meters tall, and only the key parts of his body were covered with rattan armor. Most of the rest were outside. Solid muscles shone with bronze light under the moonlight. Those bulged muscles like hills gave people a huge visual impact.

"If it hadn't been for my brother Tieshan, you would have died." Suddenly, behind the big man, there came a playful voice, which was as gentle as an yolk.

The big man picked up the assassin with his arms, then turned his head and stared at the girl behind him, and said in a low voice, "Xiaorou, how do you talk?"

"I'm telling the truth. Brother Tieshan is fierce again. Xiaorou wants to tell her father!" With that, the girl said an anger and turned around and ran to the back.

"Xiao Rou! Xiaorou..." The big man shouted a few times. Seeing that the girl was running more and more happy, he sighed and let her run away. Turning back, the big man looked at Jing Chen lying on the ground and smiled with some embarrassment, "Brother, it's no wonder. This is my sister. I've been used to my parents since I was a child. It's a little wayward." As he said, he scratched his head and didn't know what to say.

Jing Chen was slightly stunned. He really didn't expect that he was not only not dead, but also met such a simple man. He hurriedly said, "Brother, you're welcome. I have to thank you for saving me." With that, Jing Chen's body trembled, as if he wanted to get up and say thank you.

The big man hurriedly bent down and held Jing Chen and said, "Brother, you're welcome. Just now, when my little sister and I came out to patrol, we found that the shadow was sneaky and suspicious, so we followed him all the time. Unexpectedly, I happened to meet your brother, so I killed the assassin. It's just a hand-on." With that, the big man picked up Jing Chen, frowned slightly and asked, "Brother, your injury is quite serious. Shall I carry you to our camp?" After saying that, without waiting for Jing Chen to answer, he put Jing Chen on his back, holding Jing Chen behind him in one hand, and carrying the snowy gun in the other hand, he ran straight to the direction the girl left.

Jing Chen's injury was indeed too serious. If he was only supported by the big man, it would be difficult to move, so he did not refuse the big man's kindness.

"Bum bang bang!" The big man quickly galloped through the forest and soon came to a camp lit with a bonfire.

"Dad, you see, this is the man who came back from Brother Tieshan. When we arrived just now, an assassin was about to kill him." As soon as the big man named Tieshan walked into the camp, the girl's voice sounded, obviously asking for credit from her father.

"Oh?" The voice of a middle-aged man sounded, and there was a sense of righteousness in the middle-aged man's voice, and he was obviously a righteous person.

Jing Chen looked up and saw a middle-aged man walking slowly to him. The middle-aged man's skin was white and his face was peaceful, and what stood out most was his eyes, shining like stars, as if he could see through people's hearts. Tieshan also put Jing Chen at this moment. Come down.

"Little brother, how are you hurt?" As the middle-aged man reached out and grabbed Jing Chen's arm, and the dazzling white light suddenly rose. Jing Chen only felt a soft energy flowing into his body in an instant, and the pain in his body also recovered quickly at this moment. Jing Chen looked at the middle-aged man in front of him in surprise and said, "Are you a priest?" On this continent, priests may not be the only one who can use light magic, but only priests can use light healing magic so skillfully.

"Ha ha, you have a good eye, and you can see your father's career at a glance." The iron mountain urn said angrily.

"Who can't see Dad's profession? On the mainland, can there be light healing magic cast by other professions that can reach this level? My brother is so stupid!" The girl standing aside said crisply, and after saying that, she made a grimace at Tieshan.

"Rou'er, don't be rude. How can you talk to your brother?" The white light gradually dissipated, and the middle-aged man slowly let go of Jing Chen's hand and looked at his daughter with a dark face.