Wow!

The silver sword pierced the lantern, and its frame suddenly shaking, like an out-of-control carriage bumping on the mountain road.

"ah!"

Adam felt a white mist coming to his face, covering his arms, and fell to the ground in pain. While closing his eyes, he also found that his health value had dropped sharply.

The demon spirit of the night also screamed in horror, with a shrill voice, and his withered hands kept slapping the lantern, trying to break free, but the broken lamp was now stuck with a silver sword, but it firmly sucked the two sides of the battle.

An invisible vortex appeared on her side, and the banshee's body began to twist and rotate.

Adam wanted to let go of his hand, but he couldn't do it either.

The mist squirted out, frozen his hands and silver sword, covered his forearm with thin ice, and gradually lost consciousness of his right limb in the midst of severe pain.

[The soul lamp is broken, the demon spirit of the night will be absorbed to fill in the defects, and the out-of-control soul will frostbite you.]

"Mr. Adam, are you okay?"

"I sound...it seems very comfortable!"

He gritted his teeth and still responded to the call of the refugees.

"Your dancing skills are really poor!"

Adam gritted his teeth and smiled mockingly, his eyebrows were covered with white frost and his skin was purple. He knelt on one knee in front of the demon spirit, like a lover who was proposing under the moonlight - if there wasn't a soul lamp in the middle.

The demon spirit was obviously angry, and the crazy dance was the meaning of its existence. Her rotten skeleton rattled and screamed and stretched out her arm to kill the human.

Adam freed up his left hand and grabbed the terrifying bone claw.

"You are so simple."

His gloomy face was full of threats. As the resentful spirit struggled wildly, he pressed the other party's hand on the soul lamp. The out-of-control vortex found a fulcrum and absorbed it steadily and at high speed.

Swish!

The air outlet is blocked and the night returns to tranquility.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The corpses hanging in the air fell like tree fruits.

"Mr. Adam, is it over?"

"It should be."

"What did you say?"

However, Adam did not answer again, and his weak body could not make any sound.

[Role] Only a trace of red bar is left in health value. The "provocation" just now was a big bet. If the other party is not deceived, the person who freezes to death must be himself.

[The battle ended, no injuries, 18 killed (7 militia 11), reputation 15, soul 20]

Adam felt the temperature on his face, his eyelids drooped, and he raised his head dejectedly, and his right hand kept his stiff movements, and the burning pain came.

The silver sword scattered like sand, evenly spreading on the ground.

The mist seemed to disappear, the scenery around the camp became clear, the bear skin was still standing in the middle, the moonlight was clean, and the vegetation was lush...

The militia raised their heads in the long dead silence. The battle was completely over. They covered the gloomy old lamp with rags before they dared to approach the familiar back in the middle.

I found Adam kneeling on the ground and had lost consciousness.

...

【Unfined Affairs: Lin Hai Refugees for 4 days】

Adam was in a coma for two days and woke up in the morning light. His eyes were still familiar notes.

【Simple Pergola】

The refugees tied the clothes and supported them with wooden poles to build a shabby shed, and placed Adam below, taking care of him day and night. All the only [injury medicine] in the war horse package was used on him.

Adam was naked, his vest was removed, and the lining was torn into a bandage and wrapped around his right arm.

But since he woke up, he didn't speak much, and slowly ate, falling into long-term thinking.

Old Jamie's fine flour bread tastes good.

The woman next to her handed over the cool boiling water. This was Adam's request, even the cleanest river water must boil.

In the past, people were bent down near the water source. After the attack of the evil spirits the night before, they had learned to listen and remember every word of Adam.

"Mr. Adam, please have a good sleep."

[The loyalty of refugees is rising, the loyalty of militia is rising, and the loyalty of village women is rising]

Adam drank the sweet water and exhaled for a long time, as if sighing.

"If I sleep again, you will starve yourself to death."

The woman took half a piece of bread in a daze. The fragrance of the fine wheat flour mixed with the milky smell made people saliva, and she couldn't even say a word of defense.

Some things must be arranged as soon as possible.

【Food 5】

"Mr. Adam!"

The militia greeted respectfully and handed over clean leather armor.

The refugees witnessed with their own eyes how the terrible scar healed quickly, so they were not surprised that Adam could walk freely, and even had an inexplicable sense of peace of mind that wiped out the past two days of confusion.

He lifted the rag.

【Soul Lamp】

[The glimmer of the Nether Sea, the alchemist is willing to spend a lot of money for it.]

Adam turned around, and there were about a dozen corpses neatly arranged on the ground, including men and women, with hollow eye sockets.

"Why are they still here?"

The militia stepped forward and expressed in simple language and calm tone-this was the last food.

In fact, the corpse of the companion supports the refugees through this long and unexpected journey, which is almost everyone agrees with.

Adam bid farewell to the refugees who chose to leave more than once and found abnormal pieces of meat in his luggage.

Life is not noble. When the precious temperature is lost, flesh and blood are just silent materials.

Looking at the refugees rescued from the mountainous dilemma, they were lying peacefully on the ground at this moment, and Adam's heart fell into a strange calm.

He cannot accept such a self, and he cannot follow the logic of this world to define the value of the body.

"Burn them and then bury them in the soil."

The hunt led by Adam was suspended in the past two days, and the food reserves could not withstand the consumption of more than forty people.

The animal meat was eaten, and everyone knew it was the last dinner the camp could offer, but no one opposed or doubted Adam's decision.

The flames burn.

[The corpse turned into coke, the team ate the last food, but you took them on the road to leave the forest.]

Adam rode a war horse and led the vast crowd out of the mountain plain. The air was filled with burnt smell, and the wooden sign without words suddenly stood up in the renovated soil.

The militia carried simple weapons, debris, and trap tools allocated to every refugee and village woman.

"We want to find a team of bandits. If anyone kills the horse riding, there is no need to walk next."

Adam looked back and saw that the team was not panicked, and the discussion did not reach him. Their hands holding weapons were still strong, and the stones on the roadside were picked up...

Very good, these guys can survive.

"You're doing a good job."

Adam said suddenly, the man next to the horse was a little confused.

Although this man is a blank [qualification] and is just an ordinary man without talent, he obeys Adam's words during this period and grows up in every hunt.

During the two days of food shortage, there were no less bread and even slices of wheat crust wrapped in the war horse.

Interestingly, the militia was tied with a bandage because the wolf pack was bitten when it attacked, and Adam tore the hem of the lining to bandage him.

After only a few days, the other part of the lining was torn apart by the militia and tied to Adam's frostbite right hand.

“It’s yours.”

Adam pulled out the [steel dagger] he got from touching the corpse in the mill, leaned over and handed it over.

The militia took it blankly and stopped blankly.

He stared at the dagger in his hand, feeling the weight of the steel, and just a few days ago, he burst into tears due to hunger and embarrassment.

But now, he survived the attacks of wolves, brown bears, and even vengeful spirits, and was about to face the fierce and powerful bandits, but his heart was extremely calm.

He put away his knife and quickly followed the war horses in the fiery eyes of other militiamen.

"Thank you, generous adult."
Chapter completed!