Chapter 464 Cold at Night

If you can't walk two miles, you will encounter another patrol.

This time, Yu Hanyan took action. In an instant, he killed more than a dozen people with fierce swordsmanship, and then picked up one from the pool of blood. He turned around and asked, "Brother, are you sure you want to go to them?"

"Well, play an exciting one." Qin Yan replied.

Doubt flashed in Yu Hanyan's eyes, but he didn't ask much. He raised the person in his hand and pressed his hand heavily on the back of his neck. The man woke up leisurely. After seeing Yu Hanyan, his eyes suddenly widened, and then his limbs fluttered desperately. He opened his mouth to shout but found that he could not make a sound. Yu Hanyan threw him to the ground fiercely. The man rolled twice in the pool of blood and hit several bodies. He was immediately shocked and realized his situation. He staggered and wanted to stand up. He knelt down halfway and did not dare to struggle any more.

"Get up and take me to see your General Shen." Yu Hanyan stared at him and said faintly.

The sentry got up in a panic, his eyes turned around, and pointed to his mouth. Yu Hanyan sneered and said, "You don't have to open your mouth. Just lead the way in front and take my family to the camp."

The sentry hesitated for a long time and stood still until Gong Yunxiu's cold tone came: "Let's go!" He was thrilled all over and quickly turned around and ran forward.

The sentry ran fast all the way, but did not dare to look back. Five people followed him far away, and they saw him strode around the mountain road all the way west. Occasionally, when he met other patrol teams, Gong Yunxiu caught up to kill them. By the time the sentry arrived, he could only see the bodies all over the ground. The tragic scene scared him to run forward even more desperately.

As the road ahead became more and more steep, Qin Yan began to notice something was wrong. How could the camp be stationed in such a steep place? And there are fewer and fewer patrol teams...

The sentry didn't seem to be as familiar with the road at first. He fell several times in a row, climbed to the cliff with his hands and feet, and stumbled into a cave.

Which commander will station the army in the cave? And there is no sentry around here at all, but there is a faint fishy smell. It seems that the cave is probably like the nest of a fierce monster.

Qin Yan waved his hand to the four people behind him, climbed up the cliff alone and walked into the cave. There were waves of even and long breathing in the dark tunnel, and the smell came from there. After a few steps, he heard the sound of sharp objects hitting the stone wall in front of him, and then was swallowed up by a low roar. The smell of monsters in the dark soared. In the blink of an eye, Qin Yan could no longer feel the vitality of the sentry.

The guy brought his five people to this place, deliberately awakened the dormant monster, buried himself in the devil's belly, and also tried to use the power of the monster to avenge his comrades-in-arms.

Unfortunately, Qin Yan was one of the best masters in hiding his breath, so he had to wrong the martyr who died in vain. He stopped and saw several clusters of blue light shining in the dark, which were the eyes of many monsters. Countless eyes floated through his hiding place, but no one could find the figure integrated with the environment. After a while, the sound of sharp teeth chewing flesh and blood gradually ended, and the monsters looked around and didn't find anything unusual, and gradually sank into a deep sleep.

Feeling that their breath had returned to stability, Qin Yan dared to condense his spirit and look inside and finally saw the scene inside. It was a comfortable cave paved with large areas of hay. More than a dozen hill-sized mountain lizards slept against each other, and the huge scales rubbed against each other to make a sour chirping sound, warning all outsiders who rushed in.

There is no kind and pure element in the temperament of mountain lizards. The damn sentry led him here and gave him a wonderful inspiration. It is by no means an easy job for five people to sneak into the enemy camp to assassinate senior officers. With the help of these lizards, the safety factor will be greatly improved.

Qin Yan slowly retreated, floated down the cliff, and said to the four people waiting there, "There are more than a dozen big lizards inside, each of which is about two people as tall. The man has just entered their stomachs."

"Oh, big lizard..." Yu Hanyan raised her head, and her eyes flashed with the same violent and cold look as Qin Yan. "It seems that they have given you some inspiration."

"Hmm. The question now is, where exactly is that camp?

"Find more people, not everyone is willing to become monster feces." Qin Yan walked back to the circuit first.

Dozens of miles away from this cliff, a man in a Taoist robe silently looked at the body in the pool of blood, and his eyes were covered with blood-like haze. The gorgeous swordsman squatted down and looked at the wound at the throat of the body. He took a breath of cold air and muttered, "What a fast sword..."

The Taoist priest turned up another body and said lightly, "There is also a master who uses petals as hidden weapons, not under you and me." He looked up at more than a dozen other subordinates, and his eyes were even more gloomy. "If we meet them again, we will not have much more chances than these dead brothers."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of those subordinates changed color one after another. The Taoist priest sighed, "At that time, let's run separately!" If you can't run, surrender, don't resist, and don't think about revenge. Juyizhuang is not worth my brother's life to be loyal... In a word, come back to see me alive."

"Big brother!"

"I listen to the big brother!"

In a shout, the swordsman frowned, leaned against the Taoist priest's ear and whispered, "Why did you say these words?"

The Taoist priest slowly took a breath and said, "I have a bad feeling that something will happen tonight." He lowered his head and said in a small voice that only two people could hear, "You follow me closely."

The swordsman nodded and silently looked at the high and low barren mountains in the distance. Countless shadows in the vast night shook in the cold wind, as if the dead soul was crying towards the end. The low sound of the cold wind is the prelude to the funeral song for the coming of death. In such an atmosphere, everyone can't help but feel sad and cold, looking forward to the dawn tremblingly.

However, the dawn is still far away, but the crisis has come quietly. In the shadow of the mountain road, a ghost-like figure suddenly shot out of it, holding up the frosty white sword shadow and passing through the two people in front of it, like the wind. Half a second after he left, the blood burst from the two bodies. Just in the bursting blood fog, four more people rushed over.

"Lew three." The deep words spread across the hills, with a gloomy chill, drawing out people's uncontrollable fear.

"Go!" The low roar of the Taoist priest sounded, and immediately jumped out of the high slope and fell down. The Chinese swordsman slowed down a little and rushed down in the roaring wind on both sides and threw himself into the dark shadow of the endless barren mountains.

"Forget it, leave them alone." In just a few seconds, the massacre on the hill has been completed. The frost-white sword wave has restrained, and everyone has been lying in a pool of blood, only a silent death.