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Chapter 4 The hilt of the blood-stained sword

This sudden thought made Wu Zheng break into a cold sweat and almost fell down from the tree. Wu Zheng had heard from other veterans that some monsters could catch prey based on the footprints on the snow. However, this was not the case.

It's not what scares Wu Zheng the most. What worries and scares Wu Zheng the most is another possibility. If monsters can find food based on footprints, then people can too. In this way, if the old man wants

Finding him is easy.

Wu Zheng on the tree couldn't bear it anymore. Maybe it wasn't safe here. Wu Zheng's brain was thinking rapidly, and finally, an idea emerged.

Wu Zheng jumped under the tree and stood firmly with the help of the snow. After looking at the series of huge footprints, he made up his mind. It is actually very difficult to hide the footprints in the snow.

. But the situation is different now. The huge footprint in front of me has brought a huge turn for the better. Wu Zheng's footprint is obviously a whole circle smaller than the huge footprint, so now a perfect creation is created for Wu Zheng

route. But now Wu Zheng must also make a choice, because Wu Zheng can go in two directions. The first choice is to follow the direction of the huge footprints. But this choice will undoubtedly make Wu Zheng more

Approaching danger. The second option is to walk in the direction where the footprints came from. But again, this will also lead Wu Zheng into an unknown environment. In fact, no matter which way he goes, it is extremely risky.

However, according to Wu Zheng's memory, it has not snowed these days. In other words, these footprints were left at least three days ago. And the owner of the huge footprints should have been away for at least three days. Wu Zheng thought about that

The footprints had been gone for a long time, so I immediately made up my mind and followed the direction of the footprints.

Before setting off, Wu Zheng didn't feel any difficulty. But after Wu Zheng took a few steps, he discovered that there was a huge distance between the huge footprints. This meant that Wu Zheng had to take every step.

It is also a big test for Wu Zheng who has been traveling in the snow for a long time.

One step, two steps, a young man walks alone under the moon. For most people in this world, they can only choose to run away when they encounter unfair treatment. Maybe these people don't have the courage to face it, or maybe they still

They do not have the ability to cope with this. They face the sun every morning and pray for protection. Most of these more ordinary people cannot withstand the darkness. But often, they are forced by others, and are eventually pushed into the darkness step by step.

A bitter feeling came to Wu Zheng's heart, how powerless and weak they were in the face of the strong. Wu Zheng's calm heart was broken again. The reality is really cruel enough, and it can really force you to change.

Wu Zheng clenched his fist tightly. He did not have the courage to punch, let alone the strength. He had to hide these grievances in his heart alone. Wu Zheng did not cry, although no one would know. But this was

His final dignity, his final criticism of all this.

After walking for a long time, maybe his hands were numb from the cold. Or maybe his feet could no longer walk, so Wu Zheng stopped. At this moment, Wu Zheng's mind had calmed down, and this place should be safe enough for Wu Zheng.

. So just like that, Wu Zheng found a tree close to the footprints, jumped and grabbed the branch. Then both arms, and finally the whole body climbed up the tree. Then Wu Zheng looked under the tree again, and there was no trace left.

After leaving my own footprints, my anxious heart was relieved.

This is the safest place Wu Zheng can find. In the next few days, Wu Zheng only needs to stay quietly in the tree, and the footprints under the tree will protect him. Besides, such huge footprints, ordinary

The monster would retreat when it saw it. Even if the old man really caught up, he would probably follow the footprints along the way and not find Wu Zheng at all. After all, the old man wouldn't know that Wu Zheng would climb a tree on the way.

Of course, this is the worst plan. But no matter how you think about it, this is the safest way. Now Wu Zheng can only take a gamble.

Wu Zheng, who had been walking all night, could no longer hold on. Now Wu Zheng just wanted Wu Zheng to hide the baggage he brought, and then let himself climb up a while. In this way, his figure would be better

He hid in the tree. Then Wu Zheng fell into a deep sleep under the dawn sunshine.

Wu Zheng, who was sleeping soundly, felt as if he heard something. Wu Zheng's eyes opened instantly, but his body did not dare to move. Wu Zheng listened carefully, and suddenly a golden light pierced Wu Zheng's eyes.

It was the light of a sword. Wu Zheng's first reaction was that the sunlight was reflected by the sword. Wu Zheng was very sensitive to these weapons. He grew up in a military camp, so he knew them very well. Then subconsciously, the branch Wu Zheng held in his hand fell off.

After grabbing his hand, Wu Zheng immediately lost his balance and fell directly from the tree.

Wu Zheng, who fell to the ground, endured the pain and immediately got up, looking in the direction of the sword light. As expected by Wu Zheng, it was the hateful old man. At this moment, the old man was standing with a smile on his face.

Opposite Wu Zheng, a pair of old eyes stared at Wu Zheng fiercely. Wu Zheng did not see any movement from the old man, as if he was not worried that Wu Zheng would escape. Wu Zheng only saw this kind of look in the eyes of the old hunter.

However. Now that he was about to become a prey, how could Wu Zheng not be angry, and more importantly, he was afraid. Although Wu Zheng didn't know how the old man discovered him at this time, the old man definitely came with bad intentions.

Silence, the deathly silence around him. The atmosphere made Wu Zheng feel a little depressed, and a feeling of suffocation was hard to accept. In an instant, grief, anger, and despair surged into Wu Zheng's heart. The old man still looked at Wu Zheng quietly,

However, the long sword in his hand was held tightly, and it seemed that he was about to take action. At this time, Wu Zheng clearly saw that there were blood stains on the hilt of the sword. Wu Zheng knew that the sword needed to be cleaned after use, so

It can prevent the sword itself from being corroded. It may be that due to the weather, the blood coagulates faster and is not cleaned up. Or maybe the old man is eager to catch up with himself and is not in a hurry to clean up these blood stains.

But no matter what, it was obvious that the old man's sword had been used. What exactly had he done? A question popped up in Wu Zheng's mind. Wu Zheng had a bad premonition, as if something terrible was about to happen.

The same thing happened. What exactly was it? Wu Zheng's heart could no longer calm down because this question lingered.


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