Chapter Eighty: Arch-Enemy

  Kill without burying, this behavior is really outrageous. Looking at the bloody scene in front of them, Han Jin and others were somewhat worried.

  Stilberg, Michelle and Little Joseph, all of them looked terrible, such a cruel scene was not something they could encounter at any time, at least for Michelle and Little Joseph it was absolutely the first time.

  Even Sasou and Mosinke were pale, only Han Jin and Xian Ni'er could remain calm. Han Jin walked slowly to the bloody area, pushed aside the broken bodies, and the person named Lei Zhe appeared.

  Han Jin bent down to observe carefully for a moment, and there was still breathing, the pulse was light but very stable. Han Jin couldn't help but sigh: "This kid... has luck that can't be any better."

  It's worth noting that there were two arrows still lodged in Lei Zhe's back, and the scene just now was extremely chaotic, with people running around, horses jumping wildly, and those vampires rushing over to kill. If anything had brushed against the arrows, it would have caused Lei Zhe's wound to tear open even further.

  Lei Zhe surprisingly managed to survive, it can only be attributed to luck.

  "Mo Xinkē, come and help me out." Han Jin beckoned with his hand. Earlier, he could have ignored him and let him die, because he didn't want to get involved in trouble. But now, if he still didn't do anything, he would feel guilty. Although he didn't know Lei Zhe well, he had a sense of camaraderie with him - they were both down-on-their-luck young masters, each with a loyal servant. The only difference was that his own luck was slightly better, living in a small town without any formidable enemies, so he had managed to keep himself and Stierberg safe. If their roles were reversed, he would have been the one waiting for death with his neck stretched out.

  Where did that sour sentence come from? We are all drifters in the world. Why must we have met before...

  "Is that kid not dead?" Moxinke was also very surprised, and then walked in with big strides. Outside, he didn't feel anything, but after walking in, the feeling was completely different. People who hadn't experienced it couldn't imagine it - no matter how careful you were, you would always step on some soft, slippery or sticky things. This feeling made your scalp tingle, and Moxinke's facial muscles twitched with every step. In his heart, he had an overwhelming urge to shout loudly.

  Two people lifted Leizhe and rushed out like they were escaping, looking for a cleaner place. They gently put Leizhe down, and Mo Xinkuo carefully examined Leizhe's wound. He whispered, "Can you save him?"

  "No problem." Han Jin nodded: "His body is very strong, if it were someone else, it would be hard to say."

  Mo Xinkē gently patted his palm, looking extremely delighted. Of course, he was happy for himself. As a warrior, this kind of thing was inevitable. Han Jin could cure Lei Zhe, and in the future, he would naturally be able to cure him too. What a powerful guarantee!

  Xian Ni Er jumped down from the roof: "The vampire rushed to the military camp over there. We can't stay here. Everyone pack up and leave immediately!"

  "What luck we have..." Sasuke said with a bitter smile.

  Mo Xinke and others looked at each other in silence. Heaven knows what kind of influence they had received. Anyway, they couldn't live a stable life for long. At most, they could calm down for a few months. Then, because of this or that reason, they would run away again.

  "This is our fate. Accept it." Han Jin said calmly. He always puts ideological and political work at heart... From the current situation, this team is relatively stable. Mo Xinkuo, Xian Ni'er, Sa Suo and others can also be considered good people. They won't intrigue against each other. There is a tacit understanding between them, they can unite together. Of course, they also have shortcomings. The first thing to solve is the lack of great ambition. Therefore, he must constantly inspire everyone.

  "Fate..." Mo Xing muttered to himself, falling into deep thought.

  Usually, everyone puts important things in Xian Ni Er and Han Jin's space rings, and there's nothing good to collect. In an instant, everyone walked out of the village in a file, fortunately this village is inside the big mountain, and can retreat into the deep mountains at any time.

  Han Jin had already pulled out the arrow from Lei Zhe's back, although he hadn't been a surgeon before, but he possessed some basic common sense, such as disinfection and so on. The Liuding Secret Method's person Ding incantation was a spell for treating knife wounds, and it didn't need to worry about stopping bleeding or pain either.

  Although it's already early spring, the night wind is still very cold. After walking for over 20 miles, Qili and Michelle couldn't hold on anymore, shivering while walking. Seeing this, Xian Ni'er took the lead to find a sheltered valley out of the wind and led everyone in.

  After the bonfire was lit, everyone sat around it to warm up. Mo Xinkuo asked out of curiosity: "Xian Ni'er, aren't elves and dark elves sworn enemies? Why didn't you fight earlier?"

  "Do you really want to fight?" Han Jin said with a mix of anger and amusement.

  "No, I just feel a bit strange."

  "Arch-nemesis..." Xanthe muttered to herself, sighing. "Moxico, if you had siblings, would they become your arch-nemesis too?"

  "Of course not."

  "Actually, we are all children of the forest, although there have been contradictions between us, and the contradictions have become deeper and deeper, even to the point where they cannot be reconciled... how can I put it... " Xanier paused: "You don't understand, every time I kill a dark elf, my heart feels a strange feeling, as if... I have committed an unforgivable sin."

  "Have you killed Dark Elves?" Mo Xing asked: "How many have you killed?"

  "I've forgotten already, and likewise, I've also forgotten how many of our people died in the war."

  "Can't remember?" Mo Xinko shivered and muttered, "Really can't tell...". If it were something else that couldn't be remembered, that would be one thing, but not even remembering the people he had killed himself was terrifying to think about.

  "Remember, it's war!" Xanthe said coldly.

  "I know, I know, I didn't say anything!" Mo Xinkai said with a smile.

  "Ah, Xanthea, that dark elf called Haeryl said they were learning from you? What does that mean?" Sasoe interjected.

  "Twenty years ago, the Silver Flying Horse Legion penetrated deep into the rear of the Kasa Legion, launching surprise attacks everywhere, destroying large quantities of supplies and seriously affecting the actions of the Kasa Legion." Xian Ni'er said calmly: "Now you know what it means, right?"

  "Are you saying that Zagurnead has sent out all of his vampire guards and dark elves?" Sasori jumped up.

  "Almost."

  "It's all over..." Sasori's face turned pale, Zaganed's army had a characteristic: they would stop at nothing! The Silver Flying Horse Legion was deep in enemy territory, they only attacked military targets and armies, but the vampires were a group of monsters that lived for destruction and slaughter, their arrival would inevitably turn this place into a world of death and desolation.