Chapter 125: The Yellow Sparrow Follows

Scorpion Ridge.

The monthly assessment has already started two hours.

In a secluded swamp, there is a gray miasma shrouded in a thick haze, and entering it will greatly affect the vision and be unpredictable.

Swish!

Suddenly, a tanuki-like figure swept from a distance, its movements were vigorous and neat, and it landed silently, like a ghost.

This is a young man with long narrow cheeks and a fierce smell all over his body, I saw that he held a spear in his hand, his body bowed slightly, and every step he took was silent, and his eyes were full of vigilance.

The boy's name is Fang Song, and he is one of the elite cadets in Camp 39.

Sure that there was no danger around, Fang Songwu did not relax his vigilance at all, and cautiously came to the swamp, his eyes flickering to investigate something.

"It's a great place to live, and if you're hiding under a swamp, you can snipe by surprise if someone passes by. ”

Fang Song pondered for a moment, clutched the spear tightly in his hand, and paced towards the quagmire.

At this moment, his expression became more and more vigilant, and his strength was working, which could ensure that he would make the most violent counterattack before the sudden danger appeared.

Soon, Fang Song's legs sank into the mire, and the foul sludge that exuded a fishy smell was like a whirlpool, as if it could drag people into it, and they couldn't extricate themselves.

Seven steps forward, there was no danger, so that Fang Song secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he bent down and squatted, ready to hide under the mire, using the natural miasma here to hide his tracks, as long as someone passed by, he could carry out a surprise attack.

Just as Fang Song's body was slightly bowed, suddenly the quagmire next to him suddenly exploded, and a sword burst out, stabbing from behind.

There is an ambush!

However, Fang Song seemed to have expected it, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and almost at the same time as that sword light rushed out, the spear in his palm seemed to have eyes, and slashed down fiercely.

Bang!

The spear glowed with black light, shook back the long sword, and the remaining momentum was unabated, and it was fiercely plunged into the mire, and suddenly a miserable scream came out, and a figure staggered out.

It was a young girl, covered in black muddy water, unable to see clearly, carrying a gray dagger in her hand, and on her right leg, there was a bloody scar.

As soon as she appeared, the girl did not hesitate, twisted her waist, and fled into the distance like an arrow from a string.

"Want to go, leave the nameplate first!" Fang Song shouted, his figure rushed violently, the spear was like lightning, and stabbed the girl's waist behind the back.

That kind of speed, the end is fast, accurate and ruthless, sharp to the extreme, and terrifying to the extreme, reflecting an extremely fierce sense of combat.

If the girl still runs, she will inevitably be seriously injured by this blow, and if the girl turns to resist, she will have to take a step slower, although she can block the attack, but she will inevitably be trapped on the spot.

It's just that to Fang Song's surprise, the girl suddenly turned her head and revealed a mysterious smile, revealing a mouthful of snow-white neat teeth on her face covered with black mud.

Well?

A strong sense of danger suddenly rose in Fang Song's heart, and he withdrew his spear almost without hesitation, while his figure fiercely avoided it to the side.

But it was obviously a step too late, and at the same time as Fang Song had just dodged, a trace of gunfire silently swept out of the mire on the other side, and at an incredible speed, it was fiercely inserted into Fang Song's abdomen.

Burst!

The spear entered the body, the pain was torn, and the blood burst out, Fang Song snorted, gritted his teeth and swung the spear to fight back.

But behind him, the girl who was about to flee had already been killed, and taking this opportunity, a sword slashed down, and a deep scar was cut on Fang Song's back, and the viscera was almost broken!

Under this shot and sword attack, Fang Song immediately understood that he had suffered a series of ambushes, he didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately shouted: "I admit defeat!"

As he spoke, he did not hesitate to discard the spear in his hand, took out a nameplate and threw it out, and then gasped sharply, his face distorted by the severe pain.

Burst!

The spear was pulled out of Fang Song's abdomen, bringing out a string of blood flowers, making Fang Song snort again, trembling all over, and almost falling into the mire.

A tall man stood up in the mire, holding a spear, looking at Fang Song indifferently.

"I'm sorry, friend. The girl chuckled, and stooped to pick up the nameplate that had been thrown into the mire.

"Hmph, the two of them are ambushed together, embarrassing!" Fang Song gritted his teeth and shouted.

It's just that when he was drinking, he saw Fang Song's figure rushing suddenly, rubbing his body forward, and in an instant, he actually strangled the girl's neck with his arm, and at the same time, his fingertips flipped over, and an extra blade came out, which was against the girl's throat.

This sudden change seemed extremely sudden, but no one expected that under such a serious injury, Fang Song still dared to take a risk, and he succeeded!

The gun-wielding man's eyes suddenly became cold, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

The girl's face was extremely ugly, her body was stiff, and she didn't dare to move, and her voice was full of mockery: "Are all Camp 39 as shameless as you?"

"Don't talk nonsense, give me back the nameplate, or I'll cut your throat now, don't worry, you won't die, there is enough time for your instructor to rescue you in time." ”

Fang Song smiled fiercely, his face was pale, and the wound on his abdomen was in sharp pain, but he was very proud at the moment.

The young man's face changed suddenly, and he raised the nameplate with difficulty: "I admit it!"

"Clever!" Fang Song's expression was hideous, and as he spoke, he snatched the nameplate with his left hand.

Swish!

But at this moment, the man with the gun who was standing still suddenly moved, and the spear blade was like a rainbow, stabbing towards Fang Song.

The shadows of the guns were heavy, wrapped in terrifying spiritual power, tearing the air, and they didn't care about the girl's life or death at all!

Burst!

Fang Song also looked extremely ruthless at this moment, and with a slight slash of the blade, he cut the girl's throat, and then pushed her out.

At the same time, he turned and fled, and the direction of his flight was to the depths of the miasma, where there was a miasma and a thick fog.

"You insist, the instructors, they will definitely come in time. The man with the gun gave an order, and he did not hesitate to chase and kill Fang Song.

Fang Song was pierced in the abdomen and had a sword wound on his back, it was destined to be impossible to escape the pursuit! The man with the gun was confident that he would deal with this treacherous and ruthless opponent of Camp 39.

"Hateful!"

The girl lay in the mire, her throat bone almost sliced open, and the blood gushed out, looking unusually oozing, and she carefully tore a piece of cloth from her clothes and tied it to the wound in her throat.

She knew that if no one saved her in a quarter of an hour, she would never be able to live again, and the only thing she could do was wait.

The girl's heart was full of unwillingness.

Crash!

Suddenly, in the mire next to him, a figure appeared again, thin and slender, carrying a dark, dull war knife, pacing.

The girl was shocked, there were still people in ambush here!

She was about to call for help, but she was knocked unconscious by a slap, and saw the figure groping on her for a while, and took out a nameplate.

"Not bad, picked up a cheap one. ”

The thin figure chuckled, covered in mud, revealing a warm smile, hiding the nameplate in his hand, and turned to the direction of the man with the gun chasing Fang Song.

This figure is naturally Lin Xun.

From the beginning of the monthly assessment, he was put near this quagmire and chose to hide in it without hesitation.

The man and the girl with the gun came later, and they also chose this quagmire, but they didn't find Lin Xun.

And the reason why Lin Xun endured and didn't make a move for a long time was because the other party was two people, once he did, even if he could seriously injure one of them, he would inevitably be entangled with the other, and the situation would inevitably be very unfavorable to him.

After waiting quietly for an hour, Fang Song's arrival completely changed the situation, and after a ruthless and treacherous fight, Lin Xun finally picked up a bargain.

This may be called the praying mantis catching cicadas, and the yellow finch is behind.

Not long after Lin Xun left, a treasure ship fell from the sky, walked out of the two camp attendants, and took the fainting girl away with quick hands and feet.

......

Miasma is heavy and unpredictable.

But Lin Xun's speed was extremely fast, and his soul perception power was extremely powerful, enough to perceive all the wind and grass within a range of thirty zhang.

This kind of ability from the soul can only be done by a Linggang Realm powerhouse, Lin Xun has learned that Ning Meng, a top True Martial Realm powerhouse, can only perceive a range of twenty zhang at most.

Therefore, Lin Xun is very confident that in this monthly assessment, there should be few students whose perception is stronger than his own.

Naturally, this has become Lin Xun's unique advantage, especially in this complex environment and dangerous Scorpion Ridge, strong perception is enough to allow Lin Xun to avoid many dangers in advance.

It didn't take long for Lin Xun to hear the sound of a fight, and when he continued to step forward, he saw the man with the gun fighting with Fang Song.

Fang Song was obviously about to be unable to support it, he had been too seriously injured before, and now he was caught up by the man with the gun, so you can imagine how dangerous the situation was.

Bang!

The man with the gun shook Fang Song with a sudden shot, and was about to make up for it to completely suppress the other party, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly stared, and he swept back without hesitation.

Swish!

Before he could see the enemy, he saw a flash of sword light coming at him, which seemed to be fierce and fierce, but when he touched the spear, it suddenly changed, and the blade was like a maggot attached to the bone, and it shook violently along the spear.

With a loud thud, the spear attack was shattered, and the man's figure staggered, and before he could stand firmly, he was pressed against the neck by the ensuing blade.

The man with the gun stiffened, his pupils contracted, and only then did he see clearly that the opponent was a young man with a knife, covered in mud, and only a pair of dark and deep eyes could be seen.

This person was naturally Lin Xun, and after subduing the other party with a knife, he did not hesitate to stun the man with the gun with one palm.

Starting with another nameplate, Lin Xun couldn't help but sigh, it was so cool to pick up cheap things.

"Lin Xun, it's you!"

In the distance, Fang Song got up with a quick breath, covered in mud and blood, and the wound on his abdomen was also bleeding.

Although Lin Xun saved him at the moment, he was not happy at all, and even looked at Lin Xun's eyes full of anger and unwillingness.

"You didn't show up just now, why didn't you show up until now? Have you already made up your mind to wait for me to pick up the bargain?"

Fang Song gritted his teeth and hissed.

Lin Xun would admit this, and shook his head categorically: "Classmate Fang Song, you think too much! On the contrary, you should be grateful to me, if I hadn't arrived in time, you would have been defeated, right?"

As he spoke, Lin Xun was sneering in his heart, this Fang Song and Qi Can, Xin Wenbin, Wen Mingxiu and others are all in the same circle, and it is good enough that he did not see death and not be saved!

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ps: The next chapter may be a little later, and the ideas are a little confusing.