beggar hero

【120】

With the addition of Xing Yuan as a major, the situation of co-authorship was instantly broken.

Because there were three people helping the formation, Wei Zi simply used the group attack skill widely.Although they were stabbed a few times, thanks to Wei Zi, everyone quickly dealt with these killers.

"... Xing Yuan?" Seeing Xing Yuan bending over and looking for something in the pile of corpses, stabbing him twice from time to time, Wei Zi opened his mouth, and after calling Xing Yuan's name, he didn't know what to say What.

"What's the matter?" After confirming that the last survivor had gone to see Hades, Xing Yuan pulled out the dagger that had been inserted into the opponent's neck, and the blood gushed out instantly under the effect of blood pressure, getting wet~ Xing Yuan held the right hand of the dagger. "Wei Zi?" Holding the dagger that was still dripping blood, Xing Yuan turned his head and looked at Wei Zi suspiciously.

"...Nothing." This is really not a game...

Looking at Xing Yuan's blood-dripping dagger, Wei Zi touched his cheek subconsciously. There was also blood splashed there just now...

In the game, no matter how the two sides fight, the player who dies in the end will have a little blood left, and then lie on the ground waiting to be resurrected; while the npc is really just a simple set of data. Soon the corpses will disappear, and then the same ones will appear again...

Before Wei Zi took action, it was mostly because the situation was urgent and he couldn't think too much about it. Afterwards, Wei Zi would force himself to forget these things... But today, the blood rubbing against his cheeks seems to still be warm. Azusa knew that the problem that he had been avoiding all this time was forced like this today, so that he could understand it clearly and deeply.

This is not a game, not a dream, I am not a player who can be resurrected infinitely, and the opponent is not an npc that refreshes at a fixed point. If you die, everything is over.

"Azi, are you okay..." Seeing Wei Zi's face suddenly pale, Zong Yu quickly walked up to Wei Zi's side, involuntarily took Wei Zi's arm and stuffed him into the carriage. "Have a good rest, sorry for your trouble." The first sentence was addressed to Wei Zi, while the latter sentence was addressed to Mu Junan.

"Hmm." Looking at Wei Zi's pale face and expression as if he had lost his soul, Mu Junan couldn't help but feel a little worried.He reached out and pulled Wei Zi into his arms, and because Wei Zi was still immersed in his own world, he obediently let Mu Junan embrace him.

This is not the first time I have killed...

When I realized that all the red names I had lost were actually living lives...

Wei Zi stared at his hands, as if seeing bright red blood...

"Wei Zi, is this the first time to kill someone?" Zong Yu's horse was injured, so everyone simply withdrew the chrysanthemum-blossomed horse from the shaft, and the vacant seat happened to be occupied by Xing Yuan's horse. The horses made up.But in this case, Xing Yuan would have to share the not-so-big carriage with Mu Junan, Zong Yu, Gongyang Ye, and Wei Zi.

Although this was not in the mind of Mu Junan and the other three, it was in line with Xing Yuan's mind.

While Zong Yu was applying medicine to his beloved horse with red eyes, Xing Yuan directly lifted the curtain of the carriage, stomped his foot, and scurried into the carriage in an instant.But Xing Yuan didn't expect that he could see such a picture at the first sight.

With a weak face, Wei Zi half-closed his eyes and leaned on Mu Junan's chest, while Mu Junan patted Wei Zi's shoulder rhythmically.

"..." As a professional killer, Xing Yuan has seen too many people appear in such a state.Most of them are newcomers who have just entered the industry, and a very small number of veterans will occasionally appear in this state of self-disgust.So seeing Wei Zi like this, Xing Yuan really didn't know what to say.Saying 'I was wrong, just forget what happened...' or 'It wasn't your fault at all? '

To be honest, saying this kind of thing at this time is purely to stand up and talk without back pain.Those who have never experienced it will never know that when a fresh life ends in their own hands...

"This matter can only depend on him." Turning over, he found a corner of the carriage.Xing Yuan didn't treat himself as an outsider at all, took out an apple from the drawer and started to chew it.After finishing speaking, regardless of Mu Junan's murderous gaze, Xing Yuan still went his own way.

Although he threw a blank stare at Xing Yuan, Mu Junan had to admit that what the other party said was correct.In the current situation, Wei Zi can only rely on Wei Zi to get through that hurdle alone. No matter how much others say, in Wei Zi's heart, if he can't get over that hurdle, no matter how much other people say, it will be useless.

There are already three big men sitting in the carriage, and it is not enough to squeeze one more room for movement.Moreover, neither Zong Yu nor Gongyang Ye wanted to have physical contact with Xing Yuan.So, simply, Zong Yu and Gongyang Ye sat on the shaft of the chariot.

As for Zong Yu's beloved horse, which had been given medicine, now it was out of the task of pulling the cart, and was happily running around the carriage.

Seeing a bunch of horses pulling carts, that one is envious and jealous!

If the previous vendetta was just an introduction, then in the following time...

It seems that everyone has taken a fancy to this deserted official road. From morning to night, everyone encountered three waves of killers.But this time, Wei Zi, who was still immersed in his own thoughts, was completely unable to help, even.Mu Junan hugged Wei Zi, dodged left and right, trying to keep Wei Zi from getting hurt as much as possible in the small space.

Wei Zi's state lasted until night.

In the wilderness, there is no shop for people to rest their feet and buy some warm meals.But the martial arts of this group are not bad at all. After taking turns to walk around, a few big fat rabbits became the main course tonight.

"Azi? Do you want to eat roasted rabbits?" But Wei Zi was the only one, looking at the closed car curtain, Zong Yu walked to the side of the car with the golden rabbit he had roasted, a little worried.

"I'm not hungry yet..." After a long while, when Zong Yu couldn't bear to lift the curtain, Wei Zi's hoarse voice came from the carriage.

"...Okay." After standing for a while holding the rabbit, Zong Yu finally sighed, "Remember to squeak when you're hungry." After a while, the rabbit was already cold, and there was no squeak on the roasted golden skin. When it was oily, Zong Yu turned his head and glanced at the closed car curtain, his eyes were full of worry.

I have encountered this kind of hurdle myself. When I went to the battlefield for the first time, facing the sea of ​​corpses, even the air was filled with the sticky~greasy smell of rust. Nausea feeling...

However, for me at that time, there was no chance to choose and retreat, because, before I started to experience this feeling, the war started again...

"Xiao Zi..."

"..." Meeting Mu Junan's worried eyes, Zong Yu, who came back with the rabbit, shook his head.

"Alas..." Mu Junan originally thought that it would be possible to send the most active Zong Yu there, but now it seems that it is still not possible...

Wei Zi grew up in a society ruled by law. Apart from being a boy who probably killed a lot of grasshoppers and locusts when he was young, he really didn’t even kill a chicken when he grew up so big. , At most, he had dissected a fish. In this state, he suddenly accepted the fact that he killed someone. To be honest, Wei Zi couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.Even at dinner, Wei Zi felt nausea when he heard Zong Yu talking about eating roasted rabbits.It's not that Wei Zi doesn't know everyone's worries about him, but at this moment, all Wei Zi can do is curl up in the carriage, preventing Mu Junan and the others from seeing his pale face...

Myself, or myself...

Looking at the hands already stained with blood, Wei Zi suddenly became confused about the matter of returning home.

However, there is not much time for Wei Zi to be hypocritical.

"Who!" As the leader of the killer, Xing Yuan was the first to feel the encirclement around him, and he thrust the half-eaten rabbit back into the fire, and Xing Yuan drew out his own other rabbit at the fastest speed. A long sword at the waist.

"when!"

Wei Zi, who was still in a daze just now, heard the sound of weapons colliding from outside the carriage.

Enemy attack!

Jun'an doesn't know martial arts!

Almost instantly, Wei Zi remembered that there was another Mu Jun'an outside the carriage who was not good at martial arts.

"Junan!" Without even thinking about it, Wei Zi directly took out the dog-beating stick, stepped on the shaft of the car, and a Nie Yun rushed directly in front of Mu Junan. "are you OK?"

"Yeah." Looking at Wei Zi standing in front of him, Mu Junan's eyes became a little more complicated. Just now, if Wei Zi appeared later, he would directly attack.

"Junan, get in the carriage first!" While resisting the enemy's attack, Wei Zi protected Mu Junan and moved onto the carriage.After all, in this open space, with enemies coming from all directions at the same time, Wei Zi really couldn't handle it.

"Okay." Without being pretentious, Mu Junan climbed into the carriage as quickly as possible.

Seeing Mu Junan get into the carriage, Zong Yu, who was fighting with the enemy, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.The matter of Jun'an's martial arts skills was almost exposed...

At the same time, Xing Yuan and Gongyang Ye looked at Mu Junan with more meaning in their eyes.

As the head of the largest intelligence center in Jianghu, Mu Junan doesn't know martial arts?

Ha ha……

However, neither of them said anything. After all, some things, when revealed at a critical time, often get unexpected results...

In order to escort Mu Junan to the carriage, Wei Zi also moved to the side of the carriage, and then, a large number of enemies also rushed to the carriage, and Wei Zi was a little tired of dealing with it for a while.

And Mu Junan, who was sitting in the carriage, was not idle, and from time to time, he used the thousand receivers that Wei Zi had given him to shoot a few cold shots. Because Mu Junan's own martial arts is not low, so these shots~ Most of the arrow feathers can be fatal in one blow.But this didn't make Mu Junan feel relaxed. On the contrary, as time passed, the expression on Mu Junan's face became more and more serious...