Something's wrong with my undead

The three skeletons instantly entered combat mode.

Mr. Sa and Mr. Xia, two agility departments, jumped out of the window one on the left and the other on the right.

Brother Yang grabbed Heine and jumped out of the carriage.

The horse whose neck was penetrated seemed to be drunk. It staggered and crashed into the nearby trees. The horse was instantly destroyed and killed.

Heine's heart was bleeding as he watched.

The horse and cart cost him 3 gold coins in total. How many buns did this cost back then...

Mr. Sa said anxiously: "Don't you think this guy is enlightened? Why didn't he instruct me to go up the tree to observe the situation? This arrow clearly came from a high place!"

Heine immediately raised his hand and pointed:

"You, go to high places to look for traces of the enemy, and use arrows to point the way!"

Mr. Sa was stunned for a moment, then climbed up the tree.

"What the hell is this true? He can't hear us, can he?"

Teacher Xia: "Don't worry. Yesterday you said so many words, 'Why don't we fuck him and share the baggage with him?' If he really heard you, he would be a bone meal."

"And you're the only one with a long-range weapon. Are we going to go up and stare at the enemy?"

"makes sense……"

While the three of them were talking, their hands were not idle either.

After catching the sheep to cover Heine and beware of hidden arrows, Teacher Xia quietly disappeared into the forest, waiting for Mr. Sa's instructions.

Mr. Sa seems to be a talkative person. He keeps talking while observing and analyzing.

"This is definitely the work of the elves. Normally, no one likes to stand on a tree and shoot arrows. If you are discovered, you will be a living target.

"The elves are different. They have their own jungle protection. Wherever they go, they are camouflaged, which is equivalent to diving.

"And the arrows, Cuiyeting's standard arrows. Before the battle in Mourning Valley, they were made of wood. They were cost-effective but easy to be cut open.

"I saw this direction!"

An arrow was shot, and the three people below immediately took action.

"Don't worry about me, go up and provide support." Heine ordered.

Catching the sheep follows orders and moves forward.

Mr. Sa hurriedly asked: "Aren't you afraid of him anymore?"

"I think Heine must have a reason for doing this."

Mr. Sa was shocked and said: "Damn it, Brother Yang is crazy. Teacher Xia, please persuade him!"

"Actually, I feel the same way."

"...Isn't this guy an undead succubus? How come you two have become like this?"

Heine was speechless for a while.

He really has his reasons for doing this.

He guessed that this wave of people came from Jianglu Yao. The arrow did not come towards the people, either to lure the enemy deeper or to let him go.

It was obviously Teacher Xia's unintentional act that was taken as a sign of goodwill from him, that's why it happened.

No matter what her purpose is specifically, part of it is to prevent herself from assisting Arthur in investigating the haunted farm.

How can this work!

Siara finally asked him the same question last night, but he rejected it gently.

He said that he would live and die with this land, even if it turned into scorched earth together.

You are all pretending, the McCalla Mountain District must be saved no matter what!

Heine is full of energy at the moment!

……

Daken regretted it.

Very sorry.

He shouldn't have accepted this seemingly simple mission, let alone volunteered to lure the enemy deeper.

He originally planned to deliberately slow down to let the other party catch up with him, but he never expected that he would be pursued by three skeletons when he ran away with all his strength.

Where is the skeleton? The monkeys in the Whispering Forest are not that flexible, right? !

What's even more unexpected is that the vigorous exercise method that I am so proud of can't keep away from this guy behind me in the tree...

Are you kidding? Why does this skeleton look more familiar with the terrain here than he does?

He was sure that the opponent was not as fast as him, but he was stuck behind him like a dog-skin plaster...

Daken was so angry that he felt that he could no longer run away.

At least it can't be this embarrassing.

The camp is right in front. If my companions see me in such a mess, God knows what they will laugh at...

Weird skeleton, right? No matter how weird it is, it is still an undead thing!

If you are an undead, you should die!

He became irritated when he thought of the lifeless look of those originally vibrant woods that had been infected by the air of death.

Daken suddenly fell in front of the next tree branch. He grabbed the tree trunk with his right hand and swung his whole body in a circle.

He swung high, twisted his body in mid-air, and fully drew the bowstring!

A breeze gently lifted his body, as if it were still in the air at this moment.

His breath was firmly locked on the moving skeleton in front of him.

Damn you disgusting creature!

Swish!

This inevitable arrow shot through the air, and Daken saw the opponent raise his right hand and shake it three times quickly.

what?

He didn't see anything clearly, but he saw that his arrow was cut in the middle and divided into two.

At the same time, a purple light continued to expand in his field of vision...

too close……

This was his last thought before his consciousness fell into darkness.

"Are you still running away?"

Mr. Sa landed next to Daken's body.

There was a corroded and blackened wound between the elf's eyebrows, and he died with his eyes open.

"If you're not good at learning, you just come out and shoot other people's horses. How did Cui Yeting teach you? That's true."

Mr. Sa cursed, but gently took off the opponent's recurve bow and quiver.

He straightened the elf's body, leaned it against a tree, crossed his hands on his chest, and closed his eyes for him.

"The wind in the forest will guide your way home."

He didn't care whether he understood the skill or not, he just did it according to etiquette.

A gust of wind blew by, which seemed to have an effect.

The other two people arrived belatedly.

Teacher Xia: "How about... I'm going, it's over already? You're awesome, Mr. Sa."

"This is a new recruit, level 7 or 8."

"We won't lose our reputation, right? I don't know if there are any vegetation souls watching around here." Zhuoyang asked.

"No, I went through it, and we didn't torture him. He died in a fight with a shooter. He should have realized it long ago."

Zhu Sheep: "Are you still able to transcend? You're a professional... Are you still an RP player (role-playing player)?"

"That's not to say, but after all, I got the Sighing Bow, and I am more or less half an elf. This is still a bit of a substitute."

Mr. Sa looked at Daken's clothes and then looked in the direction where he had just escaped.

"There's probably an elf sentry here. Do you want to go?"

Teacher Xia: "Wait for Heine and be considerate of the speed of the cloth armor. Return the equipment quickly and wait for him to come and distribute it again. Didn't I tell you not to act too smart?"

"It's really troublesome..."

Mr. Sa beeped, but he took a quick snapshot.

To the three people's surprise, Heine arrived very quickly.

This was thanks to the experience orb heading straight for him to point him in the direction.

He first carefully inspected Daken's clothes, and then looked back at the way he came.

"I didn't bring any supplies, and I only had a few arrows. The camp is probably not far from here."

He muttered to himself, taking off the opponent's bow and quiver and giving them to Mr. Sa.

"Well done, this is yours."

Mr. Sa: "Should I bow to him?"

Zhuoyang said anxiously: "You must not do it."

"Haha, just kidding, pretend to be stupid, right? I'll show you a show."

Mr. Sa took the weapon and stuffed the quiver into his chest, looking naive.

Heine was amused in his heart, but on the surface he still sighed, helped him put on the equipment, and adjusted his posture.

"You must have been a respectable shooter during your lifetime, alas, forget it..."

He smiled and shook his head:

"Continue moving forward in this direction, and be careful."

One person and three skeletons slowed down this time and walked for about ten minutes before hearing the sound.

It's Elvish.

Heine had studied to understand.

He learned two more languages ​​after he found out that he couldn't summon the undead, which came in handy now.

"Take care to cover me, I'll go talk to them. You come with me, you two stay hidden."

He called to catch the sheep without concealing his movements.

"who!?"

An elf is alert.

There were two women and one man in the simple camp. The three of them looked very childish, and Jiang Lu was not among them.

As soon as Heine appeared and before he could say anything, the three of them immediately launched an attack.

Two arrows were shot out, one on the left and the other on the right. The one on the left was shot down by an arrow, and the one on the right was shot down by two flying knives.

"It's very annoying if I can't communicate..."

Heine swallowed back what he wanted to say.

He released two curses that fell on the person who charged the fastest.

Unexpectedly, the charging elf suddenly raised his flaming sword, and a half-moon-shaped heat wave was thrown over him.

Heine calmly hid behind the sheep.

With two bang bang sounds, the heat wave smashed against the chopping board.

There was actually no damage to the wood, but the blood aura had been shaken away.

What responded to him was a bone spear and a skeleton holding a pair of daggers that emerged from the slash.