Time flies back for fifteen minutes, and the forest is still quiet, with only the rustling sound of the wind blowing. The ghost fire has not replaced the white fog, and the night has not replaced the daytime.

Ling Yang shook the bandage while walking slowly in the direction he judged.

Liu Rong, who was just behind her and begging her for help, gradually lost his voice. Ling Yang never turned his head, so he didn't see an iron claw hook clanging on Liu Rong's neck.

, with one blow, he could no longer speak, and then he was dragged into the white mist without any resistance.

Ling Yang only brought a roll of bandages. When he was putting together in his ancient costume the day before yesterday, Qi Cheng put it in the inner pocket of his trouser legs in advance, so she could only give priority to the wound on her waist.

Although I can't see clearly, the pain feels very strong. The Leo man has no endurance and his sword technique is still very good. As long as the blade is erected, the wound will not only be bleeding. Ling Yang sighed and thanked him.

Thank you God who loves and hates me.

She tied up the bandage on her waist, tidied up her clothes, ignored the fact that her hands were still bleeding, and accelerated her pace to look forward for Wu Daqing's traces.

How could it be that far? Ling Yang became more and more uneasy.

Although the Leo man asked about Lin Shi's whereabouts, Lingyang did not think he was from the Lin family company because he was not very clear about how many [newcomers] were.

Lin Shi and Jiang Ma disappeared together. Since they could guess that they had gone to Yongzhou Civic and found a way to come in, it was impossible that they didn't find out how many people came here with Lin Shi.

So the Leo man and the Tiger man should have been here originally, but Lin won over them after he came.

Then both of them have their memories fading, which means that their minds are not very clear, so they shouldn't be able to make any calculations about Wu Daqing...

"Oh, celebrate." Ling Yang shouted in a low voice and continued to search for his traces.

The guys sent in by the Lin family must know that Lin Shi and his party did not have a few people, and that except Jiang Ma, they were all civilians, and there was no big threat.

However, after Lin's people came in, they could not find them, but the palace was burned yesterday. Lin, who was very conscious of crisis, came up with such a game, and wanted to use this to get to the target mission Mr. Lin,

I also want to push some people to be Huang Yaer's new toys and stabilize his position as a tool person.

"It's probably because of this." Ling Yang muttered, without exploring it, but she couldn't think of it thoroughly. The Lin group was not very surprised when they saw the 861st. Could it be that there were so many people coming in later.

Individuals, they also know about it?

"Oh, that old lady." Ling Yang continued to talk to himself. Qi Cheng seemed to have made a speculation, saying that the barrier hands here were all incorporated into the small manager by Huang Yaer. Where did people come from? Something happened? She herself

There is no need to pay attention, just listen to the report.

Clang ~

What is the sound of chain friction?

Ling Yang was alert, stood up and glanced around. She picked up the thermal imaging glasses of the Leo man, so her vision was quite clear, and there were no living creatures nearby.

Clang ~

The sound was much closer. Ling Yang suddenly felt something was wrong. He quickly looked up and dodged to the side. Sure enough, he saw an iron claw hanging down from directly above him, falling on the chain and slammingly towards him.

decline.

"Wow, what the hell?" Ling Yang jumped back. After the claw was discovered, he could suddenly raise his head from the suspended state and raise the angle to fire towards Ling Yang.

"Meow, you guys." Ling Yang leaned down and avoided, untie the short crossbow hanging around his waist, raised his hand and shot it out.

She couldn't see it if she didn't hit her, because Ling Yang didn't dare to leave the iron claw.

Bang, a man jumped out of the tree, also in his early thirties, with another animal painting on his face.

Before this group of people came in, were they performers in the circus?

"What's the point of you little raccoon?" Ling Yang didn't know that he actually made a joke that was exactly the same as Qi Cheng.

Of course, Qi Cheng was to make the other party angry, and Ling Yang's purpose was very simple, she just owed her words.

"You are just a raccoon!" The man with a glossy face is quite tall and wears high-waisted pants, making his legs look very slender.

"Little Panda?" Ling Yang changed the answer, and he was not idle in his hand, and he directly shot another crossbow arrow.

"Damn, did you make Brother Lion?" The man with a flowery face was obviously very strong. He just jumped out of the tree and did not breathe, but climbed up to another shorter branch, and there was no need to stabilize first.

As soon as he stabilized his body, he directly pulled the tree trunk and twisted his iron claws towards Ling Yang.

His iron claw is not driven by strength alone, it should be a mechanical thing. It is hit very quickly. Ling Yang failed to avoid it and was put on his left shoulder.

"Done it, do you want to check it?" Ling Yang didn't feel the pain. He knew that the claws did not hold him, so he struggled hard and broke free from the shackles. "Go, this road is two hundred meters down, maybe it's still hot.

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"What?" The man with a faceless face didn't care what Ling Yang said, because the iron claws in his hand brought back a piece of rectangular fabric.

It was the pain relief cream on Ling Yang's shoulder. Yesterday, Jiang forced him to step on him and then he was purple. He arranged it for himself when he was organizing the medicine bag just now.

The iron claws happened to be pressed on the plaster, but failed to grasp the flesh and was easily thrown away.

"Putting on the forehead can effectively prevent the loss of intelligence." Ling Yang took off his glasses, raised his eyebrows, and gave serious suggestions.

The wound on her waist hurts very much, so she uses the short crossbow of the Leo man as a defense, instead of using the knife to attack again.

But the man with a vague face obviously did not intend to use his iron claws to detour with her. "Why would I better treat you, a little girl, first!"

He jumped out of the tree again, and his long legs approached Ling Yang in two or three steps. The latter had no choice but to drop the short crossbow in his hand and draw out the dagger.

But the other party is really strong, stronger than the Leo man, and he is not short of breath at all. After a few rounds of fighting, he found that Ling Yang's current shortcomings were on his waist. He aimed it directly.

The iron claws pressed into the wound she had just bandaged.

Ling Yang gritted his teeth and endured it. He took the opportunity to stab the other party's rib bow, but the man simply clamped her wrist tightly, then hit Ling Yang with a knee strike, then pressed him to the upper body and connect it with the iron claws.

The chains were wrapped around Ling Yang's neck.

He leaned over and opened his clothes, revealing the painted patterns on his upper body, which turned out to be leopard prints.
Chapter completed!