I have been living in the forest for hundreds of years, and the world calls me the master of the res

The moon is high in the sky, outlining the two figures below.

Song Siming ran quickly through the forest.

Now he is full of strength.

He is completely different from the old man who was too weak to run.

Soon Song Siming saw the brightly lit camp at the bottom of the mountain.

"Third Senior Sister, if there is any danger later, please give me a helping hand!"

Song Siming knew that the camp was lightly guarded, but he still remained cautious and said to Xiaoyue beside him.

Xiaoyue has opened her spiritual intelligence and can understand human speech.

If you reach the stage of foundation building, you can still speak human words.

It nodded to Song Siming.

What Li Cheng had explained flashed through his mind.

So it followed Song Siming closely and could attack Song Siming at any time.

Song Siming had no precautions against this.

Seeing his third senior sister so close, he just thought Xiaoyue was worried about him.

Want personal protection.

He never thought that Xiaoyue would kill him.

It's already midnight.

The two soldiers guarding the gate were chatting away, trying not to fall asleep due to sleepiness.

"Lao Hu, what do you think that beam of light was?"

"Hey, fat man, can you stop worrying about these things?"

"I said Lao Hu, aren't we just trying to find an ancient tomb when we sneak in here?

What you said makes it seem like my fat man regards wealth as his life! "

"..."

Song Siming listened to the voices of the two people, carefully pressed against the camp wall, and walked around to the back.

Seeing that there was no one around, he jumped over the half-foot-high camp wall and entered the camp.

In other words, he had just awakened, otherwise Song Siming would not have been able to climb this camp wall.

"Third Senior Sister, this way!"

Song Siming was familiar with the camp and felt as if he was back home.

After all, Song Siming also stayed here for more than a month.

Now that he thought about it, he felt like he was in another world.

Song Siming has many places to go tonight.

In addition to the kitchen, I also had to get a few changes of clothes from the warehouse.

These days in the mountains, my underwear stinks.

Thinking about it, Song Siming led Xiaoyue to the kitchen of the camp.

However, the kitchen door was locked tightly at this time.

Afraid of a mouse getting in.

Song Siming glanced at Xiaoyue for help.

Xiaoyue has awakened for the second time, and her strength and physique are far beyond ordinary.

Song Siming picked it up, waved his hand and twisted the big lock.

"Crack!"

He immediately twisted the iron lock and made a slight sound.

It was particularly loud in this night.

But no one noticed the movement here.

It's not like marching to fight.

The soldiers and civilians in the camp were not on guard.

Song Siming held his breath and concentrated for a long time.

Seeing that no one noticed this, he quickly walked into the kitchen.

After awakening, his eyesight improved greatly.

Even in the dark, you can see most things clearly.

Not to mention there's moonlight now.

Song Siming found a sack first.

Put the flint and bone chopping knife in the kitchen.

I also took a lot of meat and a small bag of coarse salt.

Then he left the kitchen with satisfaction.

Then Song Siming threw the things out of the camp first.

After finishing, I walked towards the warehouse.

Xiaoyue watched everything Song Siming did with curiosity.

There was confusion in his eyes.

Not knowing what Xiaoyue was thinking, Song Siming opened the unlocked warehouse door.

He quickly found a sharp sword and a few handy iron tools.

And the clothes he longed for.

Of course, the clothes are all the maroon uniforms worn by soldiers.

After doing all this.

Song Siming struggled to hold the pile of things and walked to the place where he had thrown out the food.

"Who! Dare to break into the camp at night!"

"Come here! An outsider has entered the camp!"

However, before Song Siming could take a few steps.

Several loud shouts sounded from the surrounding darkness.

But it was a group of soldiers on patrol at night who discovered him.

King Nanjing is also a vassal king after all.

No matter how you travel, you will be protected by experts.

And this group of people was the personal soldiers of King Nanjing.

"Third Senior Sister, help me!"

When Song Siming saw his deeds exposed, he immediately shouted at Xiaoyue who was hiding.

The captain who led the team was startled when he heard Song Siming's voice.

"Didn't this guy already die under the jaws of an eagle?"

This captain was the one who went up the mountain with Song Siming that day.

But soon the captain gave up this ridiculous idea.

Under the light of the fire, you can see the person in front of you. Except for the clothes on his body, he looks the same as that damn Song Siming.

There is no similarity in appearance.

He is so young and handsome!

He was as different from Song Siming's extremely vulgar appearance as clouds and mud.

Song Siming didn't know what the captain was thinking.

Even if I knew, I would just roll my eyes.

At this moment, Song Siming saw more and more soldiers coming, seeming to surround him.

There was a look of panic on his face.

He became a disciple of Li Cheng, but he didn't learn any skills at all!

At this time, Xiaoyue, who was hiding in the dark, took action.

It was wrapped in black energy and was extremely fast.

Many soldiers only saw a black shadow passing before their eyes.

Then he covered his crushed throat in pain and fell to the ground.

In just a few moments, dead bodies were lying on the ground.

"That's enough, Third Senior Sister, let's go!"

Song Siming saw that the remaining soldiers were so frightened that they backed away.

Not daring to take another half step forward, he hurriedly shouted.

Then he jumped over the camp wall, hurriedly picked up the bag on the ground, and ran towards the road.

The captain, who was lucky enough to escape, looked at the retreating figure in the darkness.

He also breathed a sigh of relief secretly.

The proud soldiers of Nanjing Prince's Mansion died in the blink of an eye!

Faced with such a situation.

Only a fool would pursue him and die!

……

"Hu Chi... Hu Chi..."

After running for a long time, I saw no pursuers coming from the camp.

Song Siming stopped and sat on a big rock, breathing heavily.

Take these two hundred kilograms of stuff and run.

Even though Song Siming was made of iron, he was somewhat unable to hold on.

Xiaoyue was also a little tired.

Demonization will quickly consume its physical strength and lifespan.

Although it only took a while, it still consumed a lot of money.

"Chirp~"

At this time, an eagle chirped in the air.

Song Siming and Song Siming suddenly felt excited.

Who could this voice be if it wasn't Qingcang?

Sure enough, after the eagle chirped, a giant eagle with a wingspan of more than two feet slowly landed in front of him.

Song Siming couldn't believe his eyes.

The senior brother in front of him has changed his appearance.

Putting aside the body shape, what on earth are those flaming waves on the tail feathers?

But soon Song Siming thought of the pillar of light he saw not long ago.

I think it was Master who gave Senior Brother the opportunity!

Qingcang looked at Song Siming and Xiaoyue, and then motioned them to get on the back.

Despite the rolling waves of flames, there is actually no temperature at all.

It's just that it looks good.

And Qingcang's arrival was naturally what Li Cheng meant.

It felt that Xiaoyue was simple-minded and could easily be deceived by Song Siming.

To be on the safe side, Qing Cang was sent there.

Even if Song Siming ran away, Qing Cang could catch up and kill him!

……