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The sun climbed into the sky again, and the golden sunlight once again spread all over the woods without hesitation.

Due to a night rain last night, the air in the woods seemed particularly fresh, but the faint smell of blood floating in the air destroyed the rare scenery.

In a forest, there were many corpses lying straight and straight, many of which were men in black, while some were flying fish suits. You could tell at a glance that these people were Jinyiwei.

Now, a large group of people are carrying these corpses together. In front of the corpses, a middle-aged man was riding on a horse, looking at the corpses in front of him coldly. In his eyes, there was a chilling and sharpness.

In the jungle not far away, Jiang Lang was panting slightly, squatting under a short shrub. The military multi-function dagger was held in his hand, with a trace of blood on the sharp blade, and some blood was splashed on his green camouflage uniform. The wound on his left arm was still left with blood. It was this wound that made him, who suddenly appeared in the battle group, he hesitated for a moment and immediately responded. As for the man in black and his accomplices who brought the wound to him, he became

His target, while another group of people who were attacked by the men in black, became his friendly forces. The cold weapons used by those people just now made him unable to deal with the timely special forces, not to mention that he still had a slight pain now. After the battle, he immediately left the scene with another surviving person, but after they left, someone chased after them. After examining the environment and his situation, Jiang Lang did not leave immediately, but chose to hide himself.

"It seems that my luck is really not very good!"

Jiang Lang laughed at himself, feeling that they would not find him for a moment, so he shook his head helplessly. As for where he is now, he thought it was not the time to inquire. However, the two teams of people who were fighting just now were all using swords, which made him a little strange, and their clothes were also very strange.

Next to him, Jiang Chengzhi looked painful: the battle just now caused him to kill more than 20 people, and he was also seriously injured. If the person next to him suddenly appeared, he would probably have to lose his life here. His life is a trivial matter. If the thing is lost, it would be serious.

Thinking of this, he gently touched his arms in his arms, feeling that the thing was still there, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. After that, he turned his eyes to Jiang Lang beside him.

This time, Jiang Chengzhi was shocked. He didn't see clearly the battle not long ago because of the chaos, but now when he saw Jiang Lang, he felt shocked and couldn't help but shout "Okay!"

Jiang Chengzhi has been a soldier for decades, and his vision is not bad. When he sees Jiang Lang's posture, he knows that the person next to him is in a high degree of alertness. Once an enemy approaches, he will pounce immediately. Jiang Lang gives him the feeling that it is like a beast that has been hiding his body, which looks harmless, but once the prey approaches, he will reveal his fangs, which are absolutely fatal. But he has been leading the soldiers for so many years, but he has not yet seen a soldier that will give him this feeling.

When Jiang Chengzhi looked at Jiang Lang, Jiang Lang felt that his left hand slowly approached his left leg. At the same time, his eyes were still focused on the movements of the people. He seemed to be unprepared for Jiang Chengzhi, but if Jiang Chengzhi had any bad movements, his throat would be cut in less than a second.

The group of people not far away packed up their bodies and chased towards the direction of the horse he was running. Jiang Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense body gradually relaxed. Then he couldn't help but look at the dagger in his hand. His power was still clear that it was still difficult to deal with dozens of people with a dagger, not to mention that the opponent was not unarmed. The pain on his left arm told him that the things in the other party's hands were all real guys.

Putting the dagger back into the scabbard on his right leg, Jiang Lang began to look at the surrounding environment: this is a forest, the main broad-leaved trees, according to the angle of the sunlight passed through the leaves, the time is obviously in the morning, but the temperature is a bit high now. And it seemed that it was raining here last night. Not only was the ground very slippery, but water droplets continued to fall from the leaves.

Seeing all this, Jianglang easily judged that this place should be the south, and it was summer.

After drawing the conclusion, Jiang Lang couldn't help but feel a little panic in his heart: he clearly remembered that the place where he and his companions were ambushed was a desert with only a few shrubs, and it was noon.

He looked around in panic, but there was no one except the person beside him. At this time, he also remembered that all his companions had been killed before him.

A hint of sadness suddenly appeared on his strong face. For those who had no father and mother, their partners were their only relatives.

Jiang Chengzhi, who was next to him, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the enemy walking away, then turned his head to look at his savior. Seeing that there was a look of sadness on his face, he felt a little strange, but he still clasped his fists and said gratefully: "Thank you for saving your life!"

Jiang Lang was shocked and then remembered that there was another person next to him. He immediately became alert and his face immediately returned to normal. Then he turned his head to look at Jiang Chengzhi. This man looked strange, and he looked like those ancient officials. There was a wound on his leg. The injured part was not bandaged. He was bleeding at this time. He moved slightly in his heart, took out a bleeding bandage, and smiled and said, "Band it!"

No matter when, Jiang Lang remembers one thing that a real strong man will not put his feelings on his face, and he still needs to find out from this person's mouth when he is there. Showing goodwill is undoubtedly a more effective way to dispel others' guard against others.

Jiang Lang's tone sounded very kind, and there was a smile on his face. Jiang Chengzhi couldn't help but praise him secretly, and he couldn't help but have doubts about Jiang Lang's origin, but he still smiled gratefully and said, "Thank you!" Then he took the bandage and bandaged it himself. He felt a little relieved. After all, if the person in front of him was with those people, he wouldn't have to save himself at all. He could get something if he killed himself.

After wrapping up himself, Jiang Chengzhi clasped his fists again and said, "I don't know the name of the hero in the Jinyiwei Qianhu."

Jinyiwei?

These three words made Jiang Lang, who was very good at heart, stunned because this noun represents a dynasty, that is, the Ming Dynasty.

"How could I come to the Ming Dynasty?"

Jiang Lang couldn't help asking in his heart: After detonating the grenade, he should have been blown to pieces like that crystal. But now he has not only not died, but has also been running for hundreds of years to come to the Ming Dynasty.

"Is it that crystal?"

Jiang Lang couldn't help but see the crystal transparent like crystal, with a slight flash of lightning inside. In order to make the crystal explode thoroughly, he finally pinched the crystal and the grenade in his hand and pulled the grenade. However, he did not feel pain during the explosion. There was only a white light in front of him. When his vision recovered, he found that he was surrounded by a group of men in black, and some of them were slashing at him, so the inexplicable battle in the morning took place. At the same time, he also clearly remembered that before the battle, there was nothing in his hand, including grenades and crystals.

When Jiang Lang thought of this, he couldn't help but worry. When the professor solemnly handed the crystal to him, he had already said that even if he died with the enemy, the crystal could not be allowed to fall into the hands of the enemy. This shows the importance of this crystal, and the professor's trust vision is still vivid in his mind, but the crystal disappeared inexplicably, which made Jiang Lang wonder whether the crystal had fallen into the hands of the enemy.

In his heart, he was suddenly filled with guilt. For this task, not completing the task and still alive, that is the greatest shame.

Jiang Chengzhi, who was on the side, saw Jiang Lang staring blankly again, thought he was shocked by his identity, and showed a hint of pride on his face, and then shouted: "Heroic, hero."

Jiang Lang was shocked and immediately returned to normal. Just now he understood that he was not thinking about why he came here. Even if he wanted to, he had to live.
Chapter completed!