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Who is this? Still wandering in the snowy mountains so late?
He is none other than Mr. Zhang Jinguang, the newly appointed inspector.
It turned out that after Zhang Jinguang and Bu Jin climbed halfway up the Hengyuan Mountains, he got into a sleeping bag and rested like the members of the participating team.
Because he followed the participating team and climbed the snow-capped mountains all night last night. After climbing for a day and a night, he must be very tired. He and Bujin fell into a deep sleep as soon as they got into their sleeping bags.
When Zhang Jinguang woke up, he found that the moon had risen very high. It looked like it was about midnight.
Zhang Jinguang looked at the hazy moon. The pale yellow light fell on the snow-capped mountains of the Hengyuan Mountains. It did not bring the softness and tranquility it should have, but instead revealed a bit of desolation. Zhang Jinguang couldn't help but shuddered. Suddenly, in front of his eyes
A scene emerged of burying the dead goblin corpses of the Wango tribe in snow.
This light seems to be similar to the light emitted by the oil that Bujin lit for his goblin relatives beside the snowy grave. It is swaying in the snowy wind, pale yellow and weak, sad and miserable!
What a miserable word!
"Alas! The huge Wange tribe, because of the hatred left over from the war between humans and elves, allowed the vengeful spirit fog balls to take revenge on the Goblin tribe, destroying the Wange tribe and leaving only
Bujin is such a lifeblood! Well...let him have a good sleep! Poor Goblin Wizard!"
Zhang Jinguang murmured to himself alone under the weak moonlight. Yes, let the weak thousand-year-old jungle creature take a good rest! These days, he spent the past few days in fear, and those who stared at him with killing eyes
The people in the small town of Cang'e looked at it and weighed it over and over again. What is the value of this creature from the thousand-year-old jungle?
"Moreover, two bastards, Wag and Gao Mi, actually want to buy him! I won't do it. Bujin is my good brother, how can I sell it to them? I won't buy it from anyone, even Meiya! Well,
I won’t give it to Poison King Yikans even if he buys it!”
As soon as the image of Poison King Yikans appeared in his mind, he immediately remembered the responsibility he had today: "Inspector! Oh, the inspector assigned to me by the king's envoy asked me to supervise the participating teams, but they have long since disappeared.
Yes, I have to go on inspection soon!"
Thinking of this, he looked at the sleeping bag next to him again, and he couldn't bear to wake Bujin up: "Go to sleep, go to bed, anyway, you can't help me if you go up, but it will make it difficult for you to breathe."
Zhang Jinguang said silently in his heart like he was coaxing a child. In fact, Bujin was not young, he was just a short creature. He said goodbye to Bujin who was sleeping soundly in his sleeping bag with his eyes, and started to climb up the snow mountain again.
He looked for the competitors' footprints and climbed up. Because the snow was very thick and no one had climbed this snow-capped mountain before, there were naturally very clear footprints of the competitors. As he climbed all the way, he was worried that he would suddenly run into a trail.
Xue Canglang was therefore extremely alert.
I remembered that when I crossed this mountain range with Bujin, I didn't even encounter the legendary and extremely ferocious Snow Wolf. However, this was related to Bujin's indirect experience. He had heard some legends about the Goblin ancestors for a long time, and he knew about the Hengyuan Mountains.
There is this dangerous animal on the mountain. Based on the experience passed down by the senior Goblin, he has already taken Zhang Jinguang around that area. Plus they are lucky, they have not encountered the Snow Wolf yet, and arrived safely at Cang'e Xiao
town.
By the time he climbed up to the point where he could hear the faint sound of someone fighting, it was already nearing the end of the moonlit night.
He originally wanted to take a break and go up again to see if there was any internal strife or conspiracy against the opponents? This was his purpose and supervision responsibility for going up the mountain again.
"Ah...does heaven want to kill me?"
This voice was so miserable that Zhang Jinguang, who wanted to take a break, heard it and felt as if he had returned to the days when the snow was dancing wildly. There was a shrill and wailing sound, and the goblins were bleeding to death from their orifices. It was so miserable that the blood flowed like a river!
"The sky wants to kill me?" Although the voice seemed to be very far away, it was very clear, echoing in his ears, "Destroy me? Who should be killed? Who should be killed..."
The figures of Wag and Gao Mi were wandering in Zhang Jinguang's head, "Could it be that they..."
Thinking of this, he climbed up even faster.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Jinguang, who still has some physical characteristics of a zombie, can still reason like this at this moment: Are the two people who hate each other in the Kalai Tavern fighting for the resources from the thousand-year-old jungle fighting each other to win the game?
Already?
Zhang Jinguang's brain is really special. Sometimes he is stupid and has the same simple and direct thinking as a zombie, but sometimes he is more flexible and smart. It seems that he has not only cultivated his dead muscles, but also
It sharpened his brain.
Of course, there is another important reason involved, that is, the past life experiences buried deep in his memory will pop up from time to time, filling his dead mind.
This golden light had just arrived in human society from a thousand-year-old jungle, and quickly accepted the sense of mission given by humans. It felt that the mission entrusted to it by the king's envoy must be completed with all its heart, not to mention his good friend Poison King Yikans.
Tasks given personally.
So, he immediately climbed up again and rushed towards the chilling voice. He was worried that someone was violating the rules of the competition. If there was any attempt to assassinate the team members, they must be stopped. If necessary, the inspection team and the police should be notified.
King's envoy.
And Wag, who made a tragic sound, was suffering from the brink of death.
The falcon with a magical mind sensed the crisis of its master, gave up attacking the blind snow wolf, and rushed over to help its master. Fortunately, the blind snow wolf was pecked by the falcon and was covered in wounds. This falcon was also powerful, like snow on an iron wall.
The wolf's fur and muscles were pecked by a hunting falcon until its entire body was covered in blood and flesh. One of its eyes was blinded by the pecks, and the other eye was also pecked. Therefore, it could only lie on its knees in the snow, moaning and whining, in a state of dying.
The alpha wolf that had just killed Huo Shi pounced on Wager with even more arrogance, and the injuries it suffered were not very serious. The Snow Wolf, who was biting with Wager, was stabbed by Wager.
He was injured in a few places, but he was still able to support himself. The reason why Wag was able to support himself for so long and the injuries he received was not life-threatening was because his whole body was covered with faint blue magic power and had an extra layer of unusually thick armor.
.
However, seeing Huo Shi, his most powerful deputy, die tragically under the sharp teeth of the alpha wolf, I felt panicked. Moreover, the alpha wolf pounced on me again, so even a good-hearted person would be panicked.
Just as he was panicking, the magic power weakened, which gave the attacking Snow Wolf an opportunity to open its big mouth and pounce with its extremely sharp fangs.
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