"Cao Zhenwei, don't worry, even if we are all dead, we will send you out safely."

When Cao Yiyi heard this, she just smiled. At this time, Ren Chunsheng finished his breathing, took the wine gourd, and took a big sip.

“Good wine.”

With Ren Chunsheng's joining, the atmosphere of the entire team became more and more relaxed. After several rounds of cups, the laughter became louder and louder.

The more Cao Yiyi looked at her, the more silent she became.

Because, in a relaxed state, she already knew the meaning of the deputy general of the day trip.

They already have a desperate ambitions, but they want to go out alive.

At this moment, the captain of the investigation team suddenly put away the gourd and pointed to a corner outside the window.

"Please see for two."

It turned out that after hearing the movement here, the Fusang warrior might feel that the situation was not right, so he began to press down slowly and narrow the encirclement.

"Here you come."

At this moment, everyone in the room had their eyes lit up.

………………………………

The laughter from the abandoned village building made the fusan samurai outside look at each other.

It’s obviously a dead end, how can they laugh?

The middle-aged man, who was obviously the leader of the Fuso warrior, couldn't help but snorted coldly and turned to discuss with the others.

Just as Ren Chun’s birthday tour deputy general said, he was indeed afraid of being a mouse because they really wanted to keep a living.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have taken so long to lure them into the place and then complete the encirclement.

This place has been prepared for a long time. It was their final preparation just now. Now they can finally let go and capture these Daxia people!

"Get ready!"

With the order, the Fusang warriors immediately set off for Ren Chunsheng and the others' house.

They naturally knew very well about the leaders' ideas, and they needed to capture these Daxia people alive.

In this way, when you reach the frontal battlefield, you can use these Daxia people to do a lot of things.

But at this moment, a fog suddenly appeared. In a blink of an eye, these Fusang warriors were shocked to find that they could not see their five fingers under the fog.

"What's going on!?"

This is not just a problem with the Fusang samurai leader. At this moment, Ren Chunsheng and the others were also looking at each other in the waste house.

I was already ready for a big battle, but who knew that the fog suddenly broke out and the other party could not be seen at all.

Moreover, it is obvious that the other party did not expect this situation, because there were constant exclamations in the fog?

"Puff!"

At this moment, someone suddenly couldn't help laughing out loud, and then, as if it was contagious, laughter rippled throughout the room.

Could this Fusang samurai come to make fun of it?

With the mentality of wanting to capture people like me alive, I have been planning for so long that I trapped people like me in this ruins and made such a mistake.

...

No matter how Ren Chunsheng and the others laughed, the Fusang samurai could not laugh at this moment, and the Fusang samurai leader even turned blue.

Because, just now, Fusang Onmyoji told him that all the methods they had done to trap Daxia soldiers before were invalid.

Moreover, for some reason, they were counterattacked and even entered an inexplicable formation.

This made the Fusang samurai leader look ugly and he wished he could curse the trash. These Fusang Onmyoji are indeed unreliable.

The trap I had prepared for for a long time turned into my own trouble!?

Where can I make sense?

Fortunately, the night wind blew again at this moment and began to blow away the thick fog, which made the Fusang warrior breathe a sigh of relief.

But then, they were surprised to find that the fog was getting dimmer under the illumination of the blood moon, but the previous ruined houses were gone in the fog.

"No! Look, what's on the other side?"

The Fusang samurai who was originally going to surround the soldiers of Daxia suddenly burst into screams, and everyone followed.

They were shocked to find that the thick moss that had originally covered the entire ruin were quickly retreating, revealing the rubble, stones and rotten wood below.

Immediately afterwards, the rotten wood turned into beams and columns, the gravel also turned into bricks and tiles, and the piles of rocks seemed to flow back in time and turned back to the original house.

Then the Fusang samurai was even more numb because they heard a hustle and bustle of noise. The dead ruined village was bustle in an instant, and it returned to its former prosperity.

The leader of the Fusang samurai couldn't help but widen his eyes and murmured:

"How is this possible!?"

As soon as he finished speaking, under the bloody moon, the thick fog rose again, and then gradually faded. The village that had just flourished disappeared in an instant.

Only the soldiers of Daxia who were desperate before were left, huddled in the ruined houses in front of them, as if the scenes before were their illusions.
Chapter completed!