The coolness on her upper body, coupled with the power of wind whispering that kindly helped her run, the sour feeling was really intoxicating!

Lan Xin shook her head and shrank her neck. At this time, she especially looked forward to having Xiaobai by her side. How comfortable it would be to hold those soft furs in her arms!

She loosened her clenched fists, and the little silver dragon soul saw the wind getting stronger, and stuck tightly behind her, quickly recovering the overdrawn energy.

After her energy recovered a little, she used it to warm her upper body, which made her feel much better.

It's just that the flute sound is getting farther and farther away, maybe it's blocked by something, and it's hard to tell the direction.

Lan Xin stopped at an intersection, frowning, and now she didn't know where to go.

At this time, a group of Apocalypse warriors came from a distance. They were holding weapons, wearing heavy armor, and riding tall horses at high speed.

Smelling the smell of blood and evil aura from a distance, Lan Xin wisely took a few steps back, shrunk the dragon soul, and made way for them. However, she saw the silver-armored general at the head gesturing for all his soldiers to stop.

"Little sister, did you see a group of ghosts passing by here?" the leader of the general asked Lan Xin.

Lan Xin shook her head and said she had never seen it before.

"General, this girl does not have the evil aura of a ghost cultivator, but instead has an aura of great righteousness. It seems that she is not lying." A deputy general said to the general in a low voice.

General Silver Armor nodded and said to Lan Xin: "Little sister, it's been quite chaotic outside recently. You'd better stop running around and go back to the adults!"

Lan Xin nodded and said, "Thank you, general, I'll go back right now." As she said that, she saw the general calling his soldiers to continue moving forward.

Even if he stayed far away, the mud thrown up by the horse galloping by would fly up randomly. Lan Xin also noticed that some soldiers in the team were seriously injured.

Their wounds were bandaged not with red blood, but with black blood, as if they had been poisoned, and filled with an aura of death.

"Did the ghosts do it?" Lan Xin muttered to herself, suddenly becoming nervous.

She and Wei Ling had been separated for almost two years, and she wondered what he had become now. The smiling little brother in her memory, the ghostly brother whose face turned pale when they parted, could she still sit down and talk and play together?

"Hey, kid. Is there any styptic grass in your herbs?"

Lan Xin was thinking wildly when she suddenly heard a thunderous female voice ringing in her ears, and was startled.

"Well, General, I have styptic grass!" Lan Xin came to her senses and realized that the previous team had already passed by, and the person calling her now was a soldier taking care of the seriously wounded.

These people followed the team far behind. They worked in pairs, carrying the wounded on stretchers. There were about thirty soldiers.

"Child, your medicinal herbs have been requisitioned by our Dragon Blood Warrior Legion." The warrior who just called her came over. He was tall and strong with an irresistible momentum.

When Lan Xin saw them stopping in front of her, so powerful, she also knew that her herbs could not be saved.

She did not refuse, but obediently handed all the herbs on her back to the female warrior in front of her.

"Oh, that's for you." Without any reluctance or nostalgia, he finally stepped back without any hesitation.

"Well," the female warrior looked at the herbs, nodded with satisfaction, then glanced at Lan Xin and said, "Child, are you a doctor or an apprentice?"

Lan Xin didn't know what she wanted to do. The soldier looked like a veteran who had experienced hundreds of battles and killed countless enemies. She admired him but was also a little afraid.

"General, I just know some medicinal herbs and can treat some injuries. I, I am not a doctor." Lan Xin said quickly, without exaggeration or humility.

"Take out your dragon card and take a look!" The female warrior looked at Lan Xin a few more times and suddenly said cautiously.

Lan Xin immediately took out the silver dragon tablet. The female warrior did not take it to take a closer look. She just glanced at the dragon tablet and said: "Oh, we are going to the hospital to send the wounded. Since you know medical skills, please help.

Take care of the wounded! You will be credited with a military merit point when the time comes."

Lan Xin didn't understand what a military merit point was, so she thought she had nowhere to go now and the sound of the flute had completely disappeared, so she nodded and agreed.

She was very well-behaved and immediately ran to stand next to a stretcher in the team and set off with the team.

The team did not move very fast, mainly for the injured. Most of the soldiers carrying the stretchers were slightly injured and were slowly recovering after being simply bandaged.

However, the soldiers on the stretcher were motionless and their breath was extremely weak. If it weren't for the occasional moans and groans, one would have thought they had run out of breath.

Drops of dark black blood continued to flow from the stretcher, falling on the black ground, and the weeds were corroded and made a sound.

Lan Xin followed cautiously, the smell of blood filling her nostrils made people nauseous.

She didn't look around, but she paid close attention to the approaching scene, for fear of something strange happening.

When she saw the moving things covered by the silver dragon flag on the stretcher, she couldn't help but feel doubtful and was greatly surprised.

In such a moment of surprise, she accidentally bumped into the soldier carrying the stretcher in front of her. She quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I..."

Although she was nervous, she couldn't think of any reason for a moment. Looking at the cold eyes of the soldier, she only felt a sense of horror in her heart.

"Yes...I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"If you're scared, just leave. It's the same with or without you." The soldier didn't care about the small matter of being hit. Instead, he saw Lan Xin's fear and said.

Although the soldier's tone was calm and without any emotion, it was probably just out of good intentions.

But Lan Xin raised her head and replied: "I'm not afraid. It's just my first time standing in a real warrior team. I'm so excited. I will adapt as soon as possible, don't worry!"

"If you want to leave, you can leave at any time." The soldier then said, still expressionless.

"I know, I can help, I'm not afraid." Lan Xin said to the soldier, or maybe he was talking to himself.

Saying this, the soldier didn't respond. Lan Xin didn't ask any more questions, but instead stared at the silver dragon flag on the stretcher.

She couldn't help but think of the corpses of dragon warriors wrapped in the dragon flag in the chance space, which were finally eaten by black star fruits, oh, no, monsters.

The soldiers on the stretchers had not yet died, but the blood soaked in most of the dragon flag also showed that they were also seriously injured.

Who is it? Is it caused by ghosts or monsters?
Chapter completed!