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spn "Didn't you say..." The man in black couldn't stand his eyes, and pointed at Luo Ping to ask for clarification, but in the end he fell to the ground and died.

"If there is a situation, quickly find a cover." Luo Ping felt a burst of cold sweat running down his back. Just now, it happened right in front of him. Only he knew the magical power.

Just when the three of them hurriedly hid in a cliff, they heard footsteps coming from the woods, and a small group appeared in front of the three of Luo Ping. There were seven or eight people in this small group, all of whom had Weapons, and even two of them had grenades hanging on their bodies, which clearly belonged to the gang organization of Desperate World.

But just based on these few people, Luo Ping would not connect the blow just now with it, because the blow just now was definitely not caused by anything, it should belong to a hidden weapon or a mysterious skill. The latter Luo Ping can only guess. After all, Chinese culture is extensive and profound, and he still doesn't understand many things very well.

"Crackling!" [

Just when Luo Ping was wondering, suddenly there was another sound from inside the tree, as if someone was sawing wood, creaking and making teeth sour.

"It's a sedan chair, eight large sedan chairs!"

Anna put down the binoculars and looked at Luo Ping with a surprised face. Obviously, it was difficult for her to connect this scene with the eight-carried sedan chair.In her mind, the eight palanquins either appeared in ancient Chinese weddings, or appeared in TV dramas, such as the hit The Legend of Zhen Huan...

In fact, Luo Ping was also a little confused, thinking how could this shit look like Mr. Zombie, there are still eight sedan chairs in this kind of place?

Long Xin was also a little bit numb. She didn't believe in ghosts and gods at first, but after traveling in Qiancheng and Egypt, she began to believe in fate. In addition, the climate inside the mountain is quite different from the outside. Now it's less than eight o'clock, it's already pitch black, and the occasional gusts of cool wind make the shadows of the trees stand out, making it look a little weird.

Just when everyone was unsure, the eight-carried sedan chair that must have been bright red finally came out of the tree. The seven or eight small teams before seemed to be outposts. Started jng ring work.

After getting off the sedan chair, there was a coughing sound inside the sedan chair, and then someone pulled the curtain of the sedan chair, revealing an old man with white beard and white hair.

The old man stroked his beard and didn't come down in a hurry, but pinched his fingers to make some calculations, finally opened his eyes slightly, and pointed at Luo Ping's place.

Before Luo Ping could react, he saw a small group advancing towards him, and many of them even reached for grenades.

"Damn, this old man is so amazing, you can guess where we are?" Luo Ping was a little surprised when he saw this scene. Logically speaking, none of those standing in front of him could find himself. This old man was sitting in a sedan chair Inside, you can identify your own position just by pinching your fingers?Isn't Nanima a living fairy?

"This old man is probably an alchemist, and only those masters among the alchemists can have this ability." Long Xin raised her eyebrows, remembering that her uncle had mentioned something about alchemists to her before.

The title of alchemist began in the Qin Dynasty (some even said it was early, but it was in the heyday of the Qin Dynasty. It is willing to refer to those capable people and strangers in the world, such as divination, gossip and some witch doctors. Later, as the power of the Qin Dynasty gradually declined, Alchemists also declined accordingly. After the Han Dynasty, they changed their name directly to Taoist priests. Speaking of which, they have some connections with the Xiaolongxin sect, but because alchemists are divided into many levels, and most of the people who are active in front of them are people from the world, so It seems that this title is a head shorter than a Taoist priest, but in fact the core content and even the spirit of the teachings of the two are similar.

This old man should obviously belong to the divination and gossip-type magician, and his level should be very high. If we say that according to the level in the industry, he should belong to the kind of hermit who is not born in the world. He can judge a person's position by pinching his fingers. .

"You mean this old man is of the same type as those charlatans who spend all day messing around at home?" Luo Ping frowned, obviously not quite clear about the rules of their profession.

"It can't be said that Xu Fu was a sorcerer back then, but he had a high position and authority. Even Qiangu Yiu was fooled around by him. The reason why these people are famous is that they all have some special skills."

While listening to Long Xin, Luo Ping was secretly guarding against the opponents who came over, while Anna was wearing earphones and had long been concentrating on aiming at the enemies.

"Go!"

Anna, who was focused on fighting the enemy, made a gesture to Luo Ping when the opponent was about to pull the safety lock of the grenade, and then pulled the trigger, only to hear bursts of crisp sounds. After the weapon, the sound made is not as loud as the roar of animals in this kind of deep mountains and old forests. It is a good helper for killing people and stealing goods.

"Get down, get down, the opponent has strong firepower." [

In one face-to-face encounter, Anna killed four or five of them. The opposite team reacted quickly from the shock, hurriedly found a cover and hid, and soon began to counter-suppress with weapons.

Luo Ping knew that the opponent had heavy lethal XNG weapons in his hands, so the measure he took was to shoot one shot to change places. This kind of guerrilla tactics made the opponent tired of coping, and it was impossible to guess how many people Luo Ping had here. A gun, sometimes with firepower in two different directions, or even three places fired at the same time, the last group of people fought and stopped, but lost a few more people.

"return!"

The old man who had been sitting in the sedan chair quietly observing raised his eyebrows, waved his hand, and signaled the rest of the squad to go back quickly. Everyone believed in the old man's words. They didn't only have such a small loss, it is estimated that the whole army was wiped out.

"Behind the stone tablet in the southeast direction, there are three people in total, one man and two women. One of them is a foreigner. She holds a lethal weapon in her hand. The other man and a woman also have their own hidden weapons. Divide into three groups and feint in the middle. , outflank on both sides, and finally let it break through from the middle, while the rest of the people lie in ambush in the middle and wait to make dumplings."

After pinching, the old man took a towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead, as if the divination just now had cost him a lot of mana.

Although Luo Ping's six senses are well-developed, the distance is too far, and the old guy's voice is very low, and his anti-reconnaissance ability and consciousness are extremely strong, so that Luo Ping has no gains at all, but at this time Luo Ping also knows that this old guy Very powerful, and began to think of countermeasures.

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