Douluozhi doesn't want to be an assistant Oscar

The scorching sun slowly sank into the western horizon, and pitch-black night was about to envelop the land.

Next to this slightly deserted path, the orange bonfire beat lightly, adding a bit of brightness to the gradually darkening world.

Beside the fire, Oscar and Zhuju were eating freshly grilled meat skewers and dry food in their hands, talking about ideas related to soul guides.

But Ma Hongjun, who was eating dry food alone, could only look at the two of them with a look of resentment.

Since Zhuju joined the team, the communication between Oscar and Ma Hongjun has become much less. Whenever they have free time, Oscar and Zhuju will start to exchange knowledge about soul tools.

Ma Hongjun, who didn't understand anything, could only watch silently.

This made Ma Hongjun feel abandoned.

马红俊：宝宝心里苦，宝宝不说！(?6?1?0?7.?6?1?0?6)

Perhaps feeling Ma Hongjun's resentment, the two communicated for a while and then started doing their own things.

Under the crescent moon, it was midnight, and Oscar, who was sitting by the fire on watch, was trying to assemble his first soul guide.Just when he was assembling it at a critical moment, suddenly there was a rustling sound from the bushes beside the road.

Oscar, who was disturbed, frowned and secretly glanced towards the bushes with the corner of his eyes, feeling somewhat annoyed.

Soon, Oscar discovered that there were about twenty figures quietly approaching him.

Seeing this scene, Oscar's mouth raised a cold arc, and he silently put the unassembled soul guide in his hand into the storage soul guide on his waist.

As those figures continued to approach, Oscar's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he suddenly attacked these people.

Oscar stood up suddenly, quickly took out a Zhuge Crossbow from the soul guide on his waist, and then aimed at these black figures.

Under the bright moonlight, the crossbow arrow exuded cold light after Oscar pulled the trigger.

He shot out in a whoosh.

In an instant, accompanied by the man's shrill scream, several blood flowers spattered from the bushes.

Suddenly, about half of the twenty or so black figures in the bushes were reduced.

Seeing that he had been discovered, a rough voice came from the bushes.

"Mom* is a *bastard*! Stop hiding, we have been discovered!"

"Everyone, hurry up and surround them!"

After receiving the leader's order, the robbers who were still a little panic calmed down.

They quickly followed the leader's instructions and surrounded the three Oscars.

At this time, both Ma Hongjun and Zhuju came out of the tent.

He looked at a dozen ragged robbers surrounding his camp.

Ma Hongjun waved his hands to these robbers impatiently.

"Get out of here! Don't interfere with Fatty's cultivation here."

Hearing Ma Hongjun's impatient voice, a slightly burly man among the robbers stepped forward carrying a relatively sophisticated ring-headed sword.

The man had a tattered leather armor, messy hair, and a slightly withered face. A scar about ten centimeters long ran along the center of his eyebrows to the lower end of his right cheek. Paired with the ferocious expression, the whole man was a bit more ferocious. , a violent breath.

He looked at Ma Hongjun for a moment, then spat on the ground and said jokingly.

"Boy, I see you haven't even grown all your hair, so why are you trying to be an uncle?"

"Please tell me who is surrounding whom now? Do you really think..."

Before the robber leader had finished speaking, Oscar's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He pressed his legs down slightly, and then suddenly straightened them.

In an instant, Oscar turned into a ghost in the night. The robber leader only felt a dozen pale golden lights flash by, and all his ten men fell to the ground.

After reacting, he was about to pick up the Huanshou sword on his shoulder to fight Oscar, when his eyes were dazzled, and a pale golden cold light was only two centimeters away from his neck.

A suffocating chill seemed to pass through, and the two-centimeter distance traveled along his neck to his brain. In just a blink of an eye, the robber leader's forehead was covered with fine cold sweat, and a stream of cold sweat spread from his neck. The fear overflowing from deep inside made his teeth chatter.

He only felt his limbs go limp, and the big knife with a ring in his hand fell to the ground with a snap. Then he collapsed to the ground, kowtowing to Oscar and begging for mercy.

Seeing the robber leader begging for mercy, Ma Hongjun said with some complaint, "Since we approached the boundary of Yanxi City, we have already encountered three waves of robbers in just two days. What a bad luck!"

Oscar did not answer, but calmly waved a shadow with the cold light in his hand, and then the begging robber leader fell to the ground.

The reason why he did not let go of the robber leader was because Oscar felt a murderous aura in him, and if he wanted to gather the murderous aura, it would be impossible without a few lives on his hands. Oscar would feel no shame in killing him. In the heart.

After the cold light dissipated, Oscar looked into the bushes and said calmly, "Come out! Don't pretend to be dead! I know you are not dead!"

After hearing Oscar's words, the young man lying in the bushes opened his eyes. There was a trace of hesitation in his smart eyes, but he soon made the right decision.

The monkey-faced boy was seen pushing away the body that was pressing on him, and walked out of the bushes with a slight gasp.

After coming out, the young man suppressed the fear in his heart, showed a flattering smile, bowed to the three Oscars and thanked them, "Thank you, the three soul masters for not killing me!"

Seeing this lean and clever young man bowing to the three of them respectively, Oscar quietly walked to the fire and sat down, then threw a piece of wood into the fire. The originally dim bonfire It suddenly became a little brighter.

Oscar stared at the flames and said calmly to Zhuju and Ma Hongjun, "Fat man, Zhuju should mend those people's knives before burning them again! Otherwise, it will feel weird to continue to camp here."

Upon hearing Oscar's words, Ma Hongjun and Zhuju's expressions froze, and then they immediately acted according to Oscar's words.

Seeing Zhuju and Oscar burning the corpse there, the young man who was originally flattering showed a very stiff expression on his face, and beads of sweat began to form on his forehead.

Glancing at the young man, Oscar asked casually, "Is Yanxi City in chaos?"

Upon hearing Oscar's question, the young man replied honestly, "No! Yanxi City is not chaotic at all! Not only is it not chaotic, it is also quite orderly!"

Hearing the young man's words, Oscar raised his eyebrows and had a doubt in his heart. Was he saying something ironic?But his expression shouldn’t look like it, right?Yanxi City is not chaotic at all, so why did he meet three robbers in the past two days?The first two Oscars could also attribute the occurrence of robbers to the fact that this is the border area between the jurisdictions of the two cities.

However, until they met the robbers again just now, Oscar had to start to wonder if it was because of the unrest in Yanxi City.

After thinking for a while, Oscar turned his head and looked at the young man, and said with some confusion, "If that's the case, then why are there so many groups of robbers here? If Yanxi City is as you said, why can't these robbers live a good life? Do you want to do this life-threatening business?"

Hearing Oscar's doubts, the young man had a sad look on his face.

When he opened his mouth to say something, a hungry cry came from his stomach.

For a moment, the young man's face became a little shy, and he said to Oscar with some embarrassment, "My lord, can you give me a bite to eat?"

Oscar couldn't deny it and muttered a spell in a low voice. The yellow soul ring behind his back continued to emit a soft yellow light.Suddenly, Oscar had a few sausages in his hand that had no recovery effect, and said to the young man, "Let's talk after eating!"

Seeing a few more sausages in Oscar's hand, the young man looked slightly dull. For a person like him who had never even left the realm of Yanxi City, a food-based soul master had never appeared in his life.

Seeing his expression, Oscar said nothing, but stretched his hand towards him and motioned for him to take it.

The young man did not dare to resist, so he could only accept the sausage doubtfully, eat a little tentatively, and then...