The wolves are ferocious animals. Even if Ye Shurui and others are very skilled, some people will inevitably suffer minor injuries.

Earlier, when the wolves were still a distance away from them, several people used silver needles to deal with many hungry wolves. However, as the wolves approached, the two sides fought close together, and the silver needles, as hidden weapons, could not play a great role.

Nalan Wan and Lingyu finally joined the battle circle, and they took the sword and killed decisively, which shocked Pan Tuozi.

When he came, Nalan Wan pretended to be Mr. Tang Yu. The journey went very smoothly and he did not encounter any danger. Pan Tuozi just thought she was a gentle young man. But when he returned, the young man became a girl and was so powerful!

Not long after, dozens of hungry wolves were solved by them, leaving only blood stains on the ground, and the smell of blood did not dissipate for a long time.

Ye Shurui frowned in disgust, "I can't stay in this place anymore. Let's go far and find the other party to rest again."

He had a very bad premonition, but he couldn't say anything wrong, so he could only remind everyone to be on guard secretly.

We were at peace that night.

On the night after being attacked by the wolves, they ushered in a new round of assassination. This round was not an animal, but a human. The black-clad killer had a number of fifty or sixty people. The bright big sword shone with a bloodthirsty light in the wind and snow at night.

"Who is coming?" Ye Shurui looked at the uninvited guests in front of him and asked with a frown.

What kind of people choose to take action in the desert? This desert is so vast that it is impossible to hide people at all. How did these killers find their place? There are too many doubts.

A large area of ​​black-clad killers stood in a dense crowd, with the same outfit and the same weapon, and it was impossible to tell who was the leader. When asked by Ye Shurui's question, he answered his neat and bright big sword.

Seeing this, Nalan Wan's eyebrows and eyes were cold. She thought, she might have an answer.

In this battle, both sides fought very fiercely. The so-called tragic was that Ye Shurui Nalanwan, everyone was injured, with different degrees, but none of them were spared. The other party paid the heavy price of the destruction of the entire army.

This battle lasted from the second half of the night until dawn. The yellow sand was dyed blood, and the snowflakes that melted upon the ground could not cover the black and red land. The cold wind in the desert seemed even more desolate. A ray of sunrise slowly on the horizon in the east, reflecting on the corpses, I felt that the sunrise turned into a set sun in an instant, dyed with a sarcastic look.

Rong Zipeng uncovered the black-clad killer's face towel, all of which were uncharacteristic faces, and even people from Mossi or Minglan could not tell.

"Don't waste time, there will be no clues left to us." Ye Shurui said affirmatively.

When Rong Zipeng heard the words, he kicked the corpse in front of him hard and scolded her.

Nalan Wan stared at the corpse for a moment, raised her eyes, and met Gu Yang in mid-air. The two exchanged glances with each other. They knew in their hearts that they seemed to have the same understanding in some ways.

"It should be a soldier." Nalan Wan said in a deep voice.

She grew up with General Nalan on the border since she was a child and knew too much about soldiers. In the assassination just now, these people's movements were uniform, and such fierce and vigorous movements could only be achieved by iron-blooded in the army.

Gu Yang was cultivated as her guard since childhood, so he naturally grew up with her in the border area and was very familiar with the aura of those iron-blooded soldiers. At a glance, he could see their origins.

After being reminded by Nalan Wan, Ye Shurui suddenly realized that he had been on the battlefield, but the time was short and he didn't expect to go there for a while.

"If this is the case, these people are likely to be related to the army that appeared on the Moxi border." Rong Zipeng was shocked and suddenly remembered the abnormality they had when they left the border market town.

"But what does it have to do with us?" Gu Yang was puzzled.

Ye Shurui didn't say anything anymore, walked to Nalanwan and checked her injuries. He asked Qingzin to take out medicine, gauze, etc. from the supplies, carefully dipped it in some clean water to clean up the filth for her, and then bandaged it with medicine.

"The water source is limited, and I can't clean it. I'll wipe it off first and then apply medicine. I'll hold it down." His movements were gentle and slow.

Nalan nodded late. She was not the kind of rude lady who paid attention to everything.

Several people treated their injuries briefly, and then found a clean place to rest and eat dry food. Pan Tuozi was well protected by several people, but he was also worried all night. By relieving the danger, his tense nerves relaxed and could no longer bear it and fell asleep.

"Who do you think it would be?" Rong Zipeng was still puzzled. It was unreasonable for any person to be aware of it!

This is also something that Ye Shurui and Nalanwan couldn't figure out.

"Maybe, we will know when we arrive in Minglan Country." Ye Shurui's face was a little dim and his anxiety became more and more obvious. But before the matter was clear, he didn't want to say it out and make everyone worry.

When Nalan Wan heard the words, her expression changed. It was obvious that Ye Shurui said this because he was worried about something wrong with Minglan Country. If so, her father, as a general of the first army, was afraid...

"Don't worry, Uncle Nalan is a general with rich experience, enough to deal with any danger." Ye Shurui put his arms around her shoulder and comforted her.

Nalan nodded late, everything was just speculation.

"Come on your spirits and speed up the process." Ye Shurui said eight words at the end.

Rong Zipeng added, "We must also be more vigilant. We have been attacked for two consecutive nights. If we come like this every night, I don't think we can go out alive."

After hearing the words, the faces of the people were slightly solemn. Although the supplies they brought were sufficient, they were limited. If the assassination attack slowed down the progress, they would not think about going out again when the supplies were exhausted.

It was precisely because of this that Ye Shurui reminded several people to speed up the process. However, after being attacked, the few people were exhausted and they had to rest, which would affect the speed again. Therefore, this was almost a vicious cycle.

The few people wanted to continue on the road, but they saw that Pan Tuozi was sleeping soundly, but they didn't urge them. After resting for more than an hour, Qingzin called Pan Tuozi and spoke as they walked.

"Uncle Pan, when you return to Yilan Town, is there only one road you can walk?" Nalan Wan was almost there.

Pan Tuozi thought for a while, "Of course not, but this road is the most stable and closest, so we took our guests on this road."

"It doesn't matter if you change one, it doesn't matter if you go around it for too long. Money is not a problem." Ye Shurui made a quick decision. No matter whether there are any assassin and killers waiting for them, he didn't want to take this risk. The most urgent task is to quickly return to Minglan Country.
Chapter completed!