Ye Chong is crying now.

He really regrets it now.

One is that I regret not taking it out.

One is that I regret not throwing it away earlier.

But after thinking about it again, I was speechless.

As for today's situation, if it weren't for the little villains, they would probably die in the end.

Time just passed by little by little.

Ye Chong gritted his teeth several times and reached into the military vest, but in the end he gritted his teeth and retracted his hand.

no way.

Afraid.

The closer the hand is, the more the thing will squirm, obviously looking impatient.

This made him dare not continue to stretch out. He could only retreat honestly and continue to remain motionless.

"Old Ye, there should be nothing wrong." Zhang Dong walked over with his chest covering his face, his face still a little pale, "Are we leaving?"

"How is your injury?" Ye Chong frowned, "Have you injured your internal organs?"

"No, I'm not interested." Zhang Dong waved his hand carelessly, "I don't even look at who I am?"

"Oh, what a pity." Ye Chong smiled slightly.

"Old Ye, how are you talking?" Zhang Dong was a little dissatisfied. "Where did you ask you just now, are you going to leave? Why are you staying here? Have you been immobilized?"

"You talk too much." Ye Chong curled his lips, "I feel a little uncomfortable, drag the body away."

"What?" Zhang Dong grinned, "Is there something good again?"

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A chuckle came out.

"You didn't see them just now, why did you die?" Ye Chong smiled and his voice was low, "Why would I demonstrate it to you?"

"Don't, I'm afraid you can do it?" Zhang Dong took a step back, "Isn't it just moving two corpses? Isn't it a pity."

"Twist it away." Ye Chong touched his nose, "I really can't smell the bloody smell on their bodies."

Not long after, Zhang Dong walked back with a long sword and a scimitar, and smiled and said, "Don't you tell me, those two guys' weapons are really good. They probably are the weapons of the primary and top-grade warriors, right?"

"Take it." Ye Chong frowned, "Their things are unlucky."

"Don't throw it away?" Zhang Dong looked heartbroken. "They don't have any bags on them. If they throw away these two weapons, wouldn't we get nothing?"

"Wrong." Ye Chong said in a deep voice, "Our biggest gain is that we are not dead yet."

"Old Ye, look at you..." Zhang Dong was holding two swords, obviously reluctant to let him go.

"Take it!" Ye Chong shouted in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense."

Seeing the other party say this, Zhang Dong had to throw the knife aside, with a look of unwillingness on his face.

Think about it, too.

Even the standard primary and top-grade warrior weapon is priced between hundreds of thousands of points and millions of points.

Not to mention, the two knives just now are obviously not standard weapons, but specially refined and built, and their value prices are not comparable to standard weapons.

So, it seems that the knife is thrown, but in fact, the lots of points and banknotes are thrown. For Zhang Dong and the others, it is almost like scratching their hearts and lungs.

Ye Chong felt distressed too.

But there is nothing to do.

Keeping these two knives with obvious characteristics is actually telling others that the two people were made by their team of four seas.

Zhang Dong and the others always thought that the two were high-level martial arts warriors and ordinary enemies of Ye Chong, but he understood that the two were serious martial arts warriors and were masters who were fatter than babies.

Anything that leaves these people is a foolish and irrational act, which means dancing on the tip of the knife of death.

However, Ye Chong didn't want to tell Zhang Dong and the others the truth.

Because it is better to have less than more things.

In this turbulent world, he does not need to worship or show off, nor does he need to play any pretentious games like a child whose hair is not yet grown.

What he needs is to live.

So he wants to be as low-key as possible.

When you can choose safety, you will never choose danger.

"Um?"

Ye Chong suddenly spread his eyebrows.

“It really works.

After the body was moved away, the little villain became much more honest.

It seems that this little thing is really awake.

it……

Do you want to eat?"

When Ye Chong thought of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, then walked away again, and suddenly found that it had become much quieter again.

Several other people quickly gathered around.

"Set off."

Ye Chong pointed his hand forward, and Zhang Dong and the others quickly walked forward.

Huh~

Ye Chong let out a long breath, then reached out and took out the little bad guy, threw it into the night fog, and then he followed everyone closely.

But before he could walk forward a few steps, he heard the sound of swords intersecting from the night fog behind him.

"There are others here?!"

Ye Chong immediately shook his body and headed straight to the direction where the sound came from.

But after a moment, he stopped abruptly and looked at the scene in front of him with a confused look on his face, obviously a little speechless.

I saw the little bad guy entangled with the long sword and the scimitar, rolling around, and it was so lively.

At the same time, both the long sword and the scimitar are disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“I’ll go.

It turned out that what it wanted to eat was a warrior's weapon, not the corpse of the two men?

No.

If it wants to eat the warrior's weapon, then when I used the Star Blade, I didn't see it like a bear?

Um?

What's going on?

Is it because the Star Blade recognizes me as the main one, or is it something else?"

Just as Ye Chong was thinking for a while, the little bad guy had eaten the long sword and the scimitar, and then stayed there honestly and stopped moving.

Ye Chong couldn't help but smile bitterly and closed his eyes, turning around and about to leave.

At this time, Zhang Dong suddenly walked out of the night fog and smiled and said, "Haha, Lao Ye, I knew you couldn't bear those two...

Huh?

Where are the two knives?

Yo hey, there is a pebbles here, it’s pretty.”

After Zhang Dong finished speaking, he bent down to pick it up. Ye Chong grabbed the little bad guy first and said a little annoyed: "Don't you let you go first? Come and pick up what stones? Go quickly."

"Hey, no, Lao Ye, if you don't let me pick it up, then how can you pick it up...?" Zhang Dong complained with dissatisfaction, "You are not authentic."

Ye Chong was too lazy to pay attention to the other party, and casually stuffed the little villain into the military vest, turned around and disappeared into the night fog.

Zhang Dong looked around and naturally did not find the shadow of the long sword and the scimitar, and then walked forward quickly.

Ye Chong was depressed while walking.

What else can you do if you don’t put away the little bad guy?

Let it cause trouble for this fool Zhang Dong?

Rather than doing this, it’s better to keep it with you.

One hour later.

The fog in the night was getting thicker and thicker when the corpse was thrown.

Suddenly.

Flip!

A light sound came out.

A green bird suddenly fell down, then jumped to the corpse, his eyes dripping for a moment, then screamed, and then lowered his head and pecked.
Chapter completed!