But just after dusk, the jungle fell into a dark curtain. Some mosquitoes sang softly, and the unknown giant beasts roared lowly in the distance, and everything seemed distant and deep.

Such an environment is a forbidden area for ordinary people and the world of night walkers.

In a waist-length bush, there was a night walker squatting inside. The standard light armor and the black short sword were the standard equipment of the Bran scout.

No one wants to hide in the jungle grass for no reason. You should know that it is the favorite activity area of ​​ants. They don’t mind taking a bite of unknown creatures that invade the territory. At this time,

Ruddy, the sound of foot pedaling leaves came.

The scout slightly adjusted his body and placed a short knife in front of him. There was no doubt that this should be the reason why he was willing to lean over here.

Soon, a tall figure appeared not far away.

Although the environment is dark, after the eyes adapt, they can still see something. The figure holds a heavy sword, gently lowers his steps, and turns his head around from time to time, looking very cautious.

The scouts in the grass seemed very patient and did not attack immediately. Instead, they held their breath slightly and leaned forward as if they had been frozen.

The black shadow walked forward a few more steps, turned around and began to move to the right.

This made the scout frown, because it was the opposite direction he was hiding now. After thinking for a while, the scout leaned over and slowly moved in the grass, as if he wanted to go around the dark shadow.

The grass leaves moved slightly, and the scout's eyes stared at the shadow through the gap. He had this confidence, and his movements were definitely silent.

Near, closer...

At this moment, the black shadow seemed a little hesitant and stopped.

Ha... The scout grinned silently, God helped me!

In an instant, he moved to the back of the black shadow, and the two sides were only a few steps away. Looking at the back of the other person's head, the scout licked his lips bloodthirsty, as if he had seen the blood flowers blooming there. His body was tense, suddenly,

Hiss...

Before the scout could attack, a shallow sound of breaking through the air came, and then something seemed to be swept into the corner of his eyes, shining with a blade light...

Not good, I'm trapped!

The scout felt cold in his heart. He understood that the figure in front of him was just bait. He moved here, but he happened to be delivered to the door.

He kicked his legs and turned sideways. The scout tried his best to avoid the side, but he was already desperate at this time, and his reaction was too late...

A chill around my neck, bang!

The scout rolled on the ground a few times, stood up, and touched his throat as soon as possible, with blood in his hand...

"Ha!" Even though the scout thought he was calm, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic and laughed. It turned out that although there was blood, it was just a ruptured skin and the throat inside was not cut.

A rookie is definitely a rookie! The scout made a clear conclusion to the sneak attacker in his heart.

"Huh! Not dead yet?" The black shadow holding a heavy sword made a sound of surprise, rushed over quickly and slashed his head.

Seeing that it was just an ordinary attack, there was no fighting spirit at all. The scout felt calm in his heart. This should be a rookie...

Two quick backflips, the scout avoided the attack, and waved his knife to cut off a piece of cloth strip from his sleeve, tugging his neck. He was almost killed by two rookies. It was really... unforgivable!

These two people who are called rookies are David and Mithur.

The team was chased away during the day, and at night, Tang En took the two of them out to fight back. In the jungle with a complex environment, the pursuers had to chase them all night, so they naturally had to send a large number of scouts to determine the direction of the gray-clothed army. These scouts were Tang En's targets tonight. After appointing a target for the two, Tang En touched somewhere else.

Judging from the current situation, the two of them can be said to be unfavorable to go to the army.

Mixiu walked out of the grass with a slightly dark face. Their plan just now was pretty good, but his last knife was not in place.

The scout waved his short sword and attacked him, and his flexible figures forced David into a hurry.

Seeing this, Mixiu immediately rushed forward, shook his wrist, and the short sword instantly drew three attacks, hitting the scout's vital point.

The scout's eyes condensed, and the short knife slashed back.

Ding, ding, ding!

With a few sparks, a few sword shadows swung the sword away, and then they instantly approached, and the short sword slashed directly at Mixiu's throat.

Pull my throat? I let you know what professional rubbing is... There is no doubt that compared to David, the scout hated Mithur who made him hang the lottery even more.

bite……

The dagger is pulled back and will resist the attack of the dagger.

Hey, the speed is quite fast...but it's not enough to see it!

Scream, Scream, Scream...

The short sword instantly laid layers of sword light in the scout's hands like a phantom, covering Mishe.

Ding, Ding, Ding...

Mishe kept retreating, calmly seeing every phantom in his eyes, and then waved his sword to resist.

"You dare to run away." David, who was standing beside him, stepped forward with a heavy sword slashing the scout's waist.

**, am I running away? After listening to David's words, the scout in the fierce attack was a little disgusting. This is shameless...

Scout suddenly swung his sword and brought David into the attack range.

The three of them rolled in the jungle and fought each other. None of David and Mithur were used alone, but they were not the scout's opponent, but they joined together, one was powerful and the other was quick and flexible, which just happened to resist the scout's attack.

Hey, these two people... after a few minutes of fighting, the scout was a little surprised. But then he threw away his thoughts. Humph, he didn't even dare to come out to make a fuss... The rookie is a rookie, let me end you!

At this time, David happened to pick up a heavy sword.

The scout jumped, stepped on the back of the sword, then spread his hands and jumped up like an eagle.

Novice, watch...

Ascended to the top, the scout's body turned and fell, and then a black light suddenly appeared on the short knife, and the light flowed, then dived towards David.

The fighting spirit overturns the soldiers, this is a symbol of a junior warrior. The scout is absolutely confident that this move can break through the defense of the heavy sword in one fell swoop, and then kill the opponent in seconds.

Well, what is that? The scout saw the thin young man holding a short sword take out a...uh, a crossbow!

"Damn it!"

Puff—The bow string shook lightly, and a crossbow arrow shot into the sky instantly.

The body that flew into the air is the target, and the scout did not have the ability to change body shape in the air. He could not avoid the black shadow of his wrist.

Bang!

The wooden crossbow arrow was broken, and the scout's body was also hit and lost its elegance and fell down. Haha, rookie. At this time, he was still shooting at me head-on, waiting for me to block it. If you change direction, won't I avoid it... Huh?
Chapter completed!