The copy NPCs are all my homie [Original God + Unlimited]

where is she?

It seemed that it had been a while since he had heard the sex, and Manyo's heart sank strangely.

There was a scream from the side, and Wan Yexun looked around. A villager had been cut in the arm by the bandit's knife, and fell to the ground, seeing the shadow of the knife in the bandit's hand had fallen on his head.

Manyo rushed over, using the tip of his own knife against the bandit's knife.

The bandit's hand was so strong that Wanye's mouth numb and almost dropped the knife to the ground.

He took a deep breath, held the knife again, forced the bandit back a few steps, and then drew the knife to meet him.

Turning his head, he saw the body of another farmer lying on the ground nearby.

His lifeless eyes stared blankly at the sky, completely losing the warmth of life.

It wasn't until this time that Manyo had a real sense of what was happening.This is a fight, a fight that involves bloodshed and sacrifice.The shadow of death really hangs over the village and everyone here.

He aimed at the loophole, and quickly and accurately stabbed the knife into the bandit's chest.The bandit on the opposite side suddenly fell down, and Wan Ye couldn't help but stop what he was doing, watching the scene.

It seemed that an invisible hand suddenly snatched the soul from the person in front of him, and the expression on the face of the person opposite was frozen at a certain moment, mixed with strange emotions of surprise, resentment and relief, and he fell straight down, dust flying.

He probably never imagined that he would die in such a conflict in a small village that they regarded as a place where ants lived.

But the battlefield is like this, even if it is such a small conflict, the transition between life and death is only in an instant, and at any moment, an accident will happen, and a person will lose his original position in this world .

A familiar panic suddenly appeared in Wan Ye's heart, as if he had also been extremely panicked because of his powerlessness.What if something unexpected happens?What if someone he cares about has an accident?

Even if he believed in his friend's martial arts, what if he encountered a surprise attack?What if it turns out that he was besieged?Even though he couldn't fully understand Ying's background, he could vaguely feel that she was extremely capable, but she was still flesh and blood after all, what if something unexpected happened?

Manyo couldn't control his thoughts, they spontaneously ran towards the painful direction.He couldn't help the chill down his spine, and the knife technique in his hand became eager.Faster, faster, to solve the predicament at hand, the faster they are, the safer they will be.

……

"Retreat! Retreat!"

The bandits fled in succession.

Wan Ye wanted to chase subconsciously, but was stopped by Hideyoshi: "Stop chasing. We... also need to take a rest."

He looked back, devastated.

Although the casualties were not very heavy, two farmers in this group lost their lives and many were injured. Fortunately, the bandits lost more people.

Manyo followed Hideyoshi to find Tianshita with heavy steps.

In the woods, Tian Xia and his friends are looking at the map by the light of the bonfire.

Many of the circles representing bandits had been crossed out, and Manyo counted them, and there were probably 13 people left.

He looked around, all the farmers were exhausted, with huge dark circles on their faces, resting in twos and threes under the tree trunks

Even Tianxia and his friends seemed to be at their limit, as if they could fall asleep just by closing their eyes.

Frank and Gu Lang stood aside, each holding a firecracker, supporting each other back to back, and kept their eyes open with vigor.

Wan Ye couldn't help but feel a little worried. If things go on like this, it's only the willpower of both sides that is going to fight, and the other side will get tired first.

In fact, even he himself was exhausted, it was just because he had rested for a while longer than others after getting back the penis, so he still had some energy left.

Zhe Ping also came over, walked directly to the stream, and seriously washed his face with the cold stream water, probably in order to wake himself up.

"Come back next time, it will be the last battle."

After a while, Tian Xia slowly opened his mouth.

"We are very lucky. So far, the most elite troops have not suffered any losses." There was a relieved expression on his face, and Wan Ye keenly saw from the corner of his eye that Frank and Gu Lang bumped into each other's shoulders.

"They're not going to let it go," Hideyoshi said. "They'll fight it out when they're not tired and lie down, and so are we."

"Everyone, try harder." Tian Xia shook his head, "I hope they are scared of being beaten...and give up here...but I'm afraid it will be difficult..."

The friend said: "But at least tonight, they should not come back. Their losses are much heavier than ours, and there may be some internal strife, so you can still have a good rest tonight."

Tian Xia nodded: "Wan Ye, please inform me, just keep two guards, and the rest should go to sleep."

Manyo nodded and set off.

**

"Send two sentry guards...the others all go to sleep...the samurai who lead the squad will come back to watch..." Wan Ye whispered to the farmer who was on duty. He still had a little impression of this farmer, who seemed to be called Matsushima, he also saved his life from the bandit sword in the previous fight.

Matsushima nodded.

"Also...if anyone wants to see their family members...let them go home and have a look."

Wan Ye hesitated for a moment, and added another order.

After all, swords have no eyes, and he can't guarantee whether this will be the last time these people see their families...

Matsushima nodded and turned to make arrangements.

Manyo watched his back silently, recalling the scene of the shadow of the samurai sword falling on Matsushima's head.

After notifying the other three classes, Manyo wandered aimlessly in the village.

In fact, it's not aimless, Wanye gradually had a thought...he's looking for someone...he's looking for...

A figure strode across the road in front of him.

It is Ying.

A big stone in Wan Ye's heart fell to the ground, he breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Ying fixedly.

Ying looked back at him, her eyes seemed to be hooked, but she didn't stop walking.She walked across a farm yard and into a warehouse.

Manyo subconsciously followed her.When he reached the door of the warehouse, he stopped hesitantly.

She just closed the door, is I not welcome?

At this time, Ying opened the warehouse door again, and there was a fire in her eyes, burning with intense emotions, and then she stretched out a hand to him.

Without thinking about it, Wan Ye raised his hand and grabbed her hand.

Then he was pulled into the warehouse door by a huge force.

--what's the situation?

Wan Ye leaned against the door, Ying's arms were propped on both sides of his body, her face was slightly tilted, staring at him very close.He held his breath and dared not move.

It's too close... His arms build up a narrow space, and his heart beats like a drum.

The light of the fire danced on both of them.

"I'm worried about you." Wanye broke the breathtaking atmosphere in a low voice, his mouth was dry, worried that if he didn't say anything, something unexpected would happen.

"Worried about me?" Ying let go of her hand, "What are you worried about me?"

Wanye was silent.

"Are you worried that I will die?" Ying said softly.

"Don't say that word." Manyo warned her.

"That's what you're worried about," Ying smiled, "I'm worried about you too."

...and you have more to worry about than I do.

Wan Ye seems to have heard her say such a sentence, but it is not true, and it seems that he is imagining it.

"Everything will be over tomorrow." Wan Ye looked into her eyes, he couldn't understand the emotions contained in them, was it anticipation?Is it sad?Or is it fear?

"I know." Ying said softly, "But someone is going to die anyway."

Wan Ye's eyes widened: "What? What do you know? Who's going to die—hmm!"

Without giving him a chance to finish his sentence, she kissed him.

Wan Ye's mind went blank, his heart almost stopped beating, and it seemed that even time stood still.

He could only feel her warm and soft lips.

Everything that happened afterwards seemed like a dream.

He only remembered the flickering flames, the thorny straw, and her chuckle.

If death is tomorrow, he will completely forget about it, and the only thing he wants to say may be...

The straw is a bit too prickly.

**

"fluorescent--"

Wan Ye walked out of the warehouse as if lost in his soul, and bumped into the old-fashioned village head, who was Ying's father in name.

He seems to be looking for his daughter.

Ying followed Wan Ye out of the warehouse, even tidying up her clothes vigorously.

The village head stared at her blankly, and Wanye clearly saw the change in his facial expression: the normal facial features were gradually distorted, reaching an arc that ordinary people couldn't understand——

"You little--you--and the samurai--"

He rushed up like a ghost, Wan Ye hurriedly stopped between the two, trying to restrain this angry father.

It seems that the village head's movement was a bit loud, and a circle of people gathered around him at some point. Tianxia and his friend came over to hold the village head back. The friend looked at Manyo, then at Ying, with a perplexed but clear expression on his face. Tian Xia comforted the village chief, but he was confused.

However, Ying slowly pushed away Manyo who was standing in front of him, and walked up to the village chief: "I will finish for you, shameless. But I am willing, can you control it?"

After finishing speaking, she hooked Wan Ye's chin, kissed him on the cheek, and then left lightly, leaving behind the father who was so angry that he almost pouted.

Wan Ye heard Tian Xia whispering to the village head: "Young people, and if people don't know what their fate will be tomorrow, they can't stand it if they don't do something crazy..."

After being stunned for a moment, he thought of going after Ying.

But when he pushed through the crowd to catch up, there was no Ying at the end of the road.

He still hasn't digested what happened in the long time just now, and how he got to this point.

But Tian Xia's words echoed in his ears: If people don't know what their fate will be tomorrow...

If people know the fate of dying tomorrow, people will only be crazier.

Manyo seemed to understand, but he wasn't afraid.

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This dungeon is over in the next chapter!

By the way, happy birthday to Master Diluc!

感谢在2022-04-2319:39:19~2022-04-3014:13:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Huidao’s favorite student, Pigeon’s 10 Ways of Practice; 5 bottles of Yoyo Tangqiu and Nanlu; Wutiaowu cried and told me not to 1 bottles; ;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!