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Monsters

Ye Wuque thought, as soon as he walked to the door, a firework that suddenly shot up into the sky in the dark night. The fireworks exploded in the sky, sprinkling beautiful stars. My heart suddenly stopped, thinking about Mo Shi's smile, thinking about the way he turned into a corpse. I thought to myself, it's over.

The monsters behind Ye Wuque quickly got up from the bed one by one, ran out of the door, passed by Ye Wuque's side, and ran towards the direction of the starting point of the fireworks.

Fireworks are the order of the instructors to gather. Everyone, these monsters, have imprinted the sound of fireworks in their minds. No matter how small the sound of the fireworks is, as long as it happens, it will explode in everyone's mind like a bomb. Everyone should quickly gather towards the launching place of the fireworks. At this moment, the launching place of the fireworks is clearly the wall in the east. Ye Wuque knows what it is about to gather? Ye Wuque looks back at Mo Shi's empty bed and thinks to his heart: "It's too late."

Lin Tianyu walked to Ye Wuque and said, "Let's go quickly, you will be punished if you go too late."

When Ye Wuque arrived at the scene, he realized that things were not as bad as he thought. Yang Ziquan was lying on the ground.

Ye Wuque quickly recalled the previous clip. Yang Ziquan's bed was the most reliable inside. When Ye Wuque looked back at Mo Shi's bed, Yang Ziquan's bed was also empty in his field of vision. But Yang Ziquan was not among the people passing by Ye Wuque. Ye Wuque did not find this at that time. Looking back now, Yang Ziquan had actually left the dormitory long ago, before Mo Shi woke Ye Wuque up.

Sure enough, others also discovered this wall that day, and Yang Ziquan was the first one to not hold back.

Ye Wuque looked at his body, and he was shot in his chest, his skin became black, and his eyes could not be closed.

Everyone looked at him solemnly. Everyone knew that those who had been training here for six years could not be shot by a simple arrow. Even if they were shot, they would not be able to fall down immediately. At least Ye Wuque could carry the pain of an arrow and continue to climb over the wall, and then escape to a safe place to deal with the wound. Seeing Yang Ziquan's body, Ye Wuque understood three things. This is here, the place closest to the neighborhood, and he wanted to escape from the only breakthrough here. Second, there was at least one powerful archer in the guards here. Third, his arrow was poisonous. He was shot and killed immediately.

Ye Wuque felt comforted, but fortunately, it was fine, it wasn't Mo Shi. Although he was a little sad for Yang Ziquan, he was from the group of people of the Mad Dog, and strictly speaking, he was still the opponent of several people. Ye Wuque looked around and found that Mo Shi was standing opposite Ye Wuque. He looked at Yang Ziquan's body with a terrifying face.

Several people looked at each other, and his face was pale and he showed an extremely ugly smile to Ye Wuque. Ye Wuque nodded to the serious, his eyes as if an old man was forgiveing ​​a child who did something wrong.

The instructor asked everyone to see the fate of the runaway, and then directly explained that there was a secret whistle here, with a sharpshooter stationed, and even the instructor himself could not escape his arrow. Then he asked everyone to go back to sleep.

On the way back, Mo Shi carefully stuck to me, and Ye Wuque said, "Did you want to escape just now?"

He said: "I was already running away. I almost ran to the main entrance of the training ground. I came back when I saw the fireworks."

Ye Wuque felt a moment of contempt. It seemed that Mo Shi's usual taciturnity was not just pretending to be deep. He just simply didn't understand anything. Ye Wuque said: "You are stupid. Do you want to run from the main entrance of the training ground? There are patrol soldiers everywhere, how can you run?! Didn't you hear this after training that day? This is the most advanced place in the neighborhood! If you want to run, you must run from here!"

He said calmly: "You are stupid. You are so stupid, that's the end.

When Ye Wuque thought of Yang Ziquan, he was speechless. The most helpless thing was this situation. He knew that he had chosen the wrong path and wanted to tell him the shortcut path, but he realized that this shortcut was actually a dead end. Fortunately, it was fine, just survived.

Ye Wuque said: "Don't run around in the future."

He said, "Then what you said is still worth it."

Ye Wuque said: "What do you mean?"

He said: "You said you would definitely take me back to your hometown and eat pork stewed vermicelli made by my mother."

Ye Wuque did not return to him. Looking behind him, Ye Wuque looked at the wall that was not very high, three meters high, and as long as Ye Wuque jumped over, he could climb over. In a trance, Ye Wuque saw Yang Ziquan, and he stood vaguely under the wall and looked above the wall. Everyone walked farther and farther away from him. His body was covered with white cloth by the soldiers. Only the lonely figure who turned into a soul was still standing, looking at the wall that he could never climb over.

Ye Wuque thought to himself, thank you, Yang Ziquan.

Today, six years later, everyone is standing on the training ground. Time seems to be back six years ago. The gorgeous lady took her son to look at several people under the eaves of the house far away. Unlike six years ago, everyone is standing straight at this time. The number of people has also dropped by half.

The five instructors were still standing in front of everyone seriously. The instructor in the middle whispered loudly: "The reason why you stand here today is your king, who wants to see you. And you should also take a good look at the fourth prince of Your Majesty. You will always have seven people left, becoming his dragon scales, and he is the king you will protect for your whole life.

The noble lady walked to the face of several people with the "king" who was about the same age as her. The king seemed a little nervous. He stood in front of everyone, comparing with everyone's straight figure, he was as weak as if everyone had come here six years ago. But his face showed a kind of naive friendship. He smiled at the people and shook his hand timidly at everyone.

He said to everyone: "Hello, my name is Li Zongren, I will ask everyone in the future."

It's been a long time since I saw a stranger laughing so kindly at everyone. For six years, everyone has faced cold instructors every day, or soldiers with ferocious expressions as living targets. At this time, he is so cute, like the only sunshine in the dark world of everyone. Ye Wuque admitted that for a moment, my heart was moved by this simple child, and I really had a hint of impulse to protect him for the rest of my life.

But I'm sorry for my king. Ye Wuque was thinking about the wall in the east.

Maybe the sunshine there will be a little brighter.

After seeing the king, it took a while again after day.

It has been a long time since no one mentioned the month. There is only endless training here, and for everyone, this group of monsters that have been secretly cultivated, there is no need to commemorate all the days. It is only during the Chinese New Year that Ye Wuque will know that another year has passed.

It’s really beautiful to think of the fireworks. Unfortunately, everyone can only see a corner of the fireworks. It’s not like everyone’s collection code. Such fireworks are real fireworks, colorful and colorful. Whenever that time, Ye Wuque would fantasize about standing freely under the night sky and looking at the fireworks in the sky happily.

One day it will be possible, right? Ye Wuque thought.

It was late at night, and Ye Wuque was lying on the bed, listening to the sounds around him. After confirming that everyone's breathing was calm, Ye Wuque decided to really try my special abilities. Ye Wuque lay on the bed and closed his eyes. Let himself enter a feeling similar to entering into a Buddhist meditation.

Then he imagined another self lying in his body. Then he left my body, like a reflection in the water, like a self in the mirror, and he finally left my body. He slowly separated from my body and stood up from the lying bed.

Then Ye Wuque really stood up.

Since Xiao Ye Wuque has always been able to see ghosts drifting in the world. Ye Wuque thought that my specialness was just that, but in many trances, Ye Wuque even felt that Ye Wuque himself had become a ghost. It was like six years ago that he witnessed the duel between the warrior and the big sword in the forest. Moreover, during these six years, Ye Wuque occasionally had this kind of trance. But he really discovered this ability until Yang Ziquan died that night, his soul walked into the dormitory and lay back on his bed. Ye Wuque looked at him. Ye Wuque found that he was sitting, but Ye Wuque turned around and saw that he was still sleeping in the bed.

The first and most important point that Ye Wuque thought of that Ye Wuque would definitely escape from here. If Ye Wuque could use the form of soul to survey the nearby area, Ye Wuque would definitely be able to find a way to escape from here smoothly!

And tonight, it was the first time Ye Wuque took the initiative to separate his body from his soul. Ye Wuque had tried many methods before, such as chanting something urgently and as a rule, it would be fine if you don’t talk about it.

For the first time, Ye Wuque felt the form of the soul so truly and felt the impetuous world around him. It felt as if he was sinking in the deep sea and was as difficult to control. But better than in the deep sea, ghosts do not need to breathe.

Ye Wuque struggled to control himself and walked out of the room. It was obvious that only a few steps were needed, but Ye Wuque tried hard to control his progress for a long time, and it was very laborious, and every step was difficult. When Ye Wuque had just stepped out of the door and had not yet walked ten meters away, Ye Wuque finally felt unbearable fatigue, and his whole consciousness disappeared in that moment.

The next morning, Ye Wuque was awakened by Cuba Alu. He pushed Ye Wuque in a honest voice while shouting anxiously: "Brother! Get up quickly, what's wrong with you? Brother!"

Ye Wuque opened his eyes and looked at the strong young man with short brown hair, and felt a sigh in his heart. Ye Wuque said, "Aro, please stop me. I'm fine."

Cuba Aro said with a simple and honest look on his face: "Brother, you don't usually do this. You got up too early in the past. Today, no matter how you sleep in bed, you can't wake up. I thought you were dead!"

Ye Wuque took a breath and said, "It's okay, I'm just a little tired yesterday."

Ye Wuque got up and saw that everyone had left the dormitory, leaving only Ye Wuque and Cuba. This relatively spacious dormitory of multi-person seemed empty at this time.

Ye Wuque looked at the door, and the door was blocked by several people. They leaned against the door and looked at Ye Wuque. Lin Tianyu said first: "Let's go.

Ye Wuque walked towards them, suppressing the excitement that he wanted to burst out. Ye Wuque wanted to yell at them: "Hey! My brothers! We can escape from here! We can live a normal life! Lin Tianyu! Mo! Tian Zhen! Shi Tou! Xiao Zuo! And Alu! Zi Ri! Do you know?! I can control my soul! Soon! I will soon find a way to escape! Everyone doesn't have to die! No need to bear such a heavy task as protecting the king for the rest of their lives!"

But Ye Wuque knew very well that at this moment, Ye Wuque could not mention it to anyone. Even my brother, I would try my best to suppress it until Ye Wuque really found that path.

Ye Wuque followed them and thought today's sunrise looked particularly beautiful.

In the six years here, everyone gradually discovered that in addition to their own abilities, helping each other can actually better complete the tasks assigned by the instructors. This is the so-called teamwork, and the instructors also encouraged this, because the instructor said that there were only seven people who protected the king in the end, and these seven people were the last dragon scales. In order to protect the king, the cooperation between the dragon scales is also very important.
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