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Chapter 3 Ambush
The bald head got on his horse and chased westward.

Ren Ning turned a blind eye and remained obediently lying on his stomach.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, the bald head rode around on the horse and returned to the side of the two corpses.

He cursed a few words in Xiliang dialect, and had no choice but to find clues again.After tossing for a while, he got on his horse and headed west again in a dingy manner.

It was getting dark and the wind was getting stronger.

Ren Ning lay motionless on his stomach, occasionally glancing toward the northwest.

The grass was thick and the sky was gray, but his golden finger was invincible.

The bright red number 65 on the opposite side is like a nanny in the game PK.Even though he was hiding under the heavy protection of the enemy, he was still so eye-catching that anyone could find him at a glance.

No. 65 moved to a small bush not far away, but did not leave.

Meanwhile, the bald head came back again.

He still couldn't find anyone, so he had no choice but to change direction and chase out.

No. 65 sat up in relief, took out his dry food and began to eat.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from behind to cover his mouth, and the sharp arrow pierced through his throat in an instant, and was still spinning vigorously inside.

Mmmm!

No. 65 muttered a few words, and the right hand stretched out to the dagger was already drooping weakly.

In Ren Ning's eyes, the bright red words on his head quickly faded, and turned into a colorless zero in an instant.

He didn't pull out the arrow, but took out a few handfuls of mud to block the enemy's wound, and then took out the horse's bridle to firmly tie the corpse to the small bushes behind him.

At first glance, it looks like the whole person is still sitting firmly on the ground.

Picking up the loot, Ren Ning nimbly moved towards the ambush point he was optimistic about.

When he arrived at the ambush point, he used three things in one mind, stuffing Xiliang people's rations into his mouth, while groping to check the weapons he just got.

There are not many weapons, a small soft bow, a pot of arrows, a total of 18 sticks, and a sharp short knife about 30 cm long.

With a weapon, Ren Ning felt much more at ease.

He looked around while eating.

Goldfinger works great.

No matter how dark the sky is and how dense the weeds are.As long as there are no red numbers around, it is safe.

However, just turning his eyes around, he saw a faint red number, 20, about 15 meters due east.

Ren Ning's heart shuddered.

The Xiliang people's rations are some tough mutton, which is almost hard to swallow without chewing and water.But he couldn't care less and swallowed it alive.

After swallowing half full, Ren Ning made a big detour and slowly moved towards the position of the red number.

The closer he got to him, the more confused he became. When he got close enough to see the other party clearly, Ren Ning couldn't help crying and laughing.

The thing with the number 15 in red on it, he recognized, was actually a white moon grass.

This kind of grass is quite common in grasslands, and horses, cattle and sheep hardly eat it.If you accidentally eat it, you will definitely have diarrhea.

Go back to the ambush point and hide yourself.Ren Ning took a sip of water, while paying attention to the movement around him, he began to ponder over his golden fingers.

Obviously, the green number represents the benefit to oneself.Red numbers represent harm to oneself.As for the size of the number, it is estimated that the larger the more beneficial or the greater the threat.

The gold finger is very easy to use, the only pity is that it cannot be used for a long time, and it will cause a headache after a long time.

Thinking about it.

rustling.

The sweaty bald head rode back again.

"Fuck him, what a hell!"

"Where is this Yunchui bastard hiding? Don't let me catch you, or you will have to pull out his intestines and use it as a rein..."

"The bone I caught last time was still stiff, and he was cursing at the end of his death. I cut off his two arms and fed them to the dogs to see how tough he can be."

He cursed viciously in Xiliang dialect before turning his head to look at the small bushes, "Ghost hand, where do you still have water? I'm so thirsty."

At this time, the sky was not completely dark, and the wind was a little stronger.There was a rustling sound around the blowing, and the bushes also swayed accordingly.

"There's no water? Or don't you want to give it?" The bald head snorted angrily, "I tie my head to the crotch of my trousers every day to serve as bait to you eggless ones. You don't even want to give me a mouthful of water?"

After speaking, he patted the mount and got off the horse, letting the horse graze around to satisfy its hunger.Angrily, he pushed through the weeds and headed towards the bushes.

"You eggless, why are you hiding! That Yunchui mouse is definitely not here! It is likely that he was seriously injured and died, and then he was dragged away by wolves and eaten up."

"Ghost hand?"

call out!
There was the sound of arrows in the wind, and before the bald head could react, a flower of blood exploded from his neck.

Uh!
With a muffled groan, he pushed the golden mountain and fell the golden pillar, and fell down in front of the ghost hand with a heavy plop.

Once the move was successful, Ren Ning looked around for a few seconds, then quickly ran towards the bushes.

After running a few steps, he was taken aback.

The bald head that fell to the ground still had a blood red 75 written on it.

Maybe it was because Feng Da missed the shot, or maybe the wound was not deep because the bow was weak, and the bald head did not die.

He glared angrily at Ren Ning who was rushing not far away from him, the corner of his mouth was full of cruelty.

"Little mouse Yunchui, are you finally willing to get out of the hole?"

kill!

Holding the knife in his backhand, Ren Ning limped forward without saying a word.

court death!

The bald and burly figure is not slow at all.

He jumped up straight, swung the machete that was taller than a man, and slashed at Ren Ning obliquely with great force.

Ren Ning turned a blind eye.

An inch long and an inch strong, an inch short an inch dangerous.

The rough sword technique of the bald head was bloody when the legion charged on a large scale.But it's a bit difficult when it comes to one-on-one.

He dodged like a loach, and in the blink of an eye, he had already crashed into the bald head's arms, and the sharp short knife in his hand stabbed into his naked chest without mercy.

The bald head was taken aback.

Although he was shot with an arrow, but seeing Ren Ning's tattered and bruised appearance, he thought it was a bug with only a few breaths left, but he didn't expect this to be a dragon that could choose someone to devour at any time.

However, at this time, the bald head could no longer hide.

He laughed and didn't hide at all.

He moved his body to let go of the important parts of the heart, hugged Ren Ning tightly with his left hand, threw away the machete in his right hand, and touched the short knife at his waist.

Let's die together!
Ren Ning bumped his head without hesitation, and there was a dull bang.

He bumped hard on the bald head's high nose bridge, making him dizzy for a while.Then he opened his mouth wide and bit the bald head's throat.

Ren Ning couldn't tear raw wolf meat apart, but he could tear a big hole out of a human's throat in minutes.

Gululu!
The bald chest, the bridge of the nose and the throat are all spraying blood brilliantly.

He looked incredulously at Yun Chuiren who was a head shorter than himself in his arms, his eyes dimmed quickly, and he pulled out the knife with his right hand, but he could no longer stab into his opponent's body.

After a few more cuts, Ren Ning escaped in embarrassment from his bald and thick arms.

He quickly stripped off the ghost's hands tied to the bushes, changed his ragged clothes, and took all the leggings from the two corpses.

Finally, he cut off the weak bow in his hand with a saber, picked up the bald strong bow and rations, and walked towards the brown horse step by step.

The grass on the ground was naturally not as good as the horse rations, but the brown horse was already very hungry and was eating happily.

Hearing the movement here, it just looked up, only to find that the owner was dead.

咴咴咴!
The brown horse looked up to the sky and howled in grief and indignation.

It scraped the ground with its limbs, lowered its horse's head, and crazily bumped towards Ren Ning.

(End of this chapter)