Ghost Eye of Transmigration

After entering the forest, Qing Cang was worried that he would touch a trap, so he explored more cautiously.Out of the corner of my eye, I saw several cronies from outside and abroad were also looking for them, and some even jumped to the trees, where it was safer and had a wider view.

After searching for a while, he first found a trap covered with fallen leaves and dead branches under a relatively thick tree.It was late autumn at this time, and fallen leaves were everywhere, so this trap would never be noticed at first glance.

The dead branches above are very brittle. If someone steps on them, they will definitely fall into the pit, and the broken dead branches will make noise, attracting orc soldiers patrolling nearby.

Gently brushing away the fallen leaves with his hands, his sharp wolf eyes immediately discovered that the bottom of the deep pit was full of sharpened bamboo sticks.

Qian Yuan, you are really cruel...

However, after so many years, Qian Yuan has indeed calculated that with his arrogant heart and conceit of skills, he will definitely come directly from the main road.If he sneaks up from the woods without knowing that there are traps in the forest, the possibility of stepping on a trap is extremely high, even if he can guarantee that he will not fall.But he couldn't cover up the sound of the broken branches.

And the reason why he didn't take the big road was not that he suddenly changed his mind. You must know that this thing is like a huge mountain, which cannot be moved unfortunately.The reason why he took the secluded path was that he even condescended to jump up and down the trees like a thief.

It's nothing more than what Mu Yi said before he left: "If you're going to investigate information, you have to act like a spy, restrain your usual temperament and disposition, and don't let it out."

He would never listen to what others said, but the object was Mu Yi, so his body could not help obeying...

I checked the surrounding environment carefully, and carefully avoided some other lasso traps, ring-pull traps, and a series of traps. The cronies around also signaled that they had found similar traps.

Summon a few of them, and tell them to find a large stone from nearby, hang it on the tree with vines, and then use their sharp fingertips to scrape off a tree bark rich in resin in the distance.I took some resin, the vines were not knotted, they just wound around the tree a few times, and then used the resin to stabilize it slightly.

Due to the weight of the stone, the wet resin and the entangled vines will slowly loosen. When it is completely loosened, the stone will fall into the trap and make a sound.

After doing all this, Qing Cang ordered several people to stay on the tree, while he quickly dispersed, followed the original path, returned to the grass where he was lurking before, and changed the direction, waiting for the simple mechanism he made to trigger.

The token man inside the barrier seemed to be urging something, "Be quicker, it took so long to come here, if there is any abnormality outside, let's see how Master Qian Yuan will deal with you!"

Hearing the last words, several soldiers ran quickly, and the one who ran in the front rushed to report in front of the token man, and wiped the sweat from his face, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, something was delayed just now."

The token man snorted arrogantly, and squinted at him, "What can I do, it's just eating and drinking, don't talk about it, go quickly."

After speaking, he attached the token in his hand to the barrier, opened an invisible hole, and nearly ten soldiers filed out.

They held crude machetes with sticks, and wore animal skin clothes. They also looked mighty and majestic, and their momentum was weak and low.At first glance, he may look like a soldier, but he might as well be a savage in the mountains.

After a few steps, this group of grotesque orc soldiers began to mutter dissatisfiedly, "Tch, patrolling all day long, what the hell, I don't even have a hair every day..."

At this moment, suddenly there was a loud noise in the woods, followed by a thud.

The orc soldier who was complaining just now exchanged glances with several other orc soldiers, and then they all set off and rushed towards the source of the sound.

A group of people hurried to the woods, even if there was no light in the night, they all crossed the other traps familiarly, came to the large pit, and looked inside.

According to Qing Cang's account, the other cronies staying on the tree saw the right moment and threw the stones and branches in their hands at the other traps below.

In an instant, all the traps that were sputtering were sensed, and the sound devices on them rang together, and the forest was as lively as firecrackers in a market.

"Enemy attack!" Several orcs patrolling outside shouted loudly.

The task of Qing Cang's cronies has also been completed. Under the cover of this voice, he jumped from one tree to another.As nimbly as if he had added bird wings, he walked between the big trees and headed for another place that Qing Cang told him.

As Qing Cang expected, the token man in the enchantment quickly summoned another team, and the token man opened the enchantment again and let him come out to meet him.

Under the dim moonlight, Qing Cang turned into an afterimage, taking advantage of the gap of his panic, he rushed into the barrier...

After entering the enchantment, Qing Cang shuttled through the alleys and hidden places familiarly, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It's really not as good as before, it's already so depressed...

Several orcs with steady steps passed by, Qing Cang quickly hid his figure behind a tent, carefully observed and listened.

"What do you think the old man Qian Yuan wants? We must come at this late hour, and if there is nothing serious, he really wants to break his backbone." The tallest orc with a bearded face was a little impatient, and he looked crazy. Ye laughed even more ferociously.

The orc beside him pushed him with an elbow, and said in a low voice, "Okay, keep your voice down, he's still useful now, let's see what waves he can make."

These few orcs were far different from the remaining orcs in this tribe in terms of physique and potential, and it was not difficult to guess from the words that they were members of the Yehu tribe.

I saw a few of them continue to walk forward, as if they were heading towards Qing Cang's former leader's hut, Qing Cang hurriedly followed them lightly.

At the same time, in the woods, several groups of people rushed to the trap, puzzled by each other, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know why the trap only traps some tree stumps and stones.

The only token man among them who had any brains looked up solemnly at a big tree with strange entangled vines and unknown resin, and these happened to be just above the pit trap.

The token man's face became more and more serious, and then he kicked the orc soldier who called for the enemy's attack fiercely on the waist and abdomen, and cursed: "You idiot, do you know that you were fooled?"

The orc soldier screamed in pain from being kicked, the token man suddenly realized something, he clenched the token in his hand and turned to look in the direction of the tribe, "Not good, hit east and west!"

A group of orc soldiers looked at him blankly, and the token man was even more angry. He slapped this one and punched that one, and shouted: "You bastards, go back to the tribe to check, maybe Someone took advantage of the chaos just now to get in!"

"Oh." After receiving the order, they buried their heads and rushed blindly in the direction of the tribe.

The token man felt a sudden headache, "Wait for me! There is no barrier yet..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the reporter soldier who had been kicked the hardest had already hit the barrier, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." his skin was scorched and his flesh was rotten all over his body.

The remaining orc soldiers didn't dare to move forward, while supporting him, they looked at the token man blankly.

Follow Master Qian Yuan, is that right?A sense of powerlessness rose in the token man's heart.

Here, Qingcang followed several orcs to the former leader's stone house, but Qian Yuan seemed to deliberately obliterate all traces of him. The stone house was completely wiped out and replaced with a dome tent with a pattern of starry sky on the tent. .

Looking at it in the dark night, it looks like the reflection of the sky, as real as it is illusory.

Seeing that the tribe has been destroyed so far, even the leader's stone house has been bulldozed, Qing Cang, who thought he would be angry, felt calm at this moment.These past events, to him now, seem to be other people's affairs, so indifferent, so indifferent.

The current wolf tribe has no people or things for him to work hard for, and in the northeast forest, there is a stupid and useless little human being waiting for him.This person is his destination, even he is willing to sacrifice his life for it, the only person...

"You guys are here, let me wait for you." Qingcang, who was hiding behind the tent, listened attentively to the old and hoarse voice.

"Old... uh, the leader of Qianyuan is safe and sound, what's the urgent need to let us come here late at night?" This voice was exactly the burly bearded orc from before, who just shouted to break Qianyuan's backbone , and now it is false and obsequious here.

Qian Yuan didn't answer, there was silence in the tent, Qing Cang felt something strange, cut a small hole in the tent with his sharp nails, and peeked inside.

I saw Qian Yuan sitting on the purple-gold throne in the middle of the camp, inside the tent were piles of pearls and porcelain.These things must have been secretly hidden by the old thief Qian Yuan for thousands of years. In the past, in the tribes under the communist system, if these treasures were not hidden well, they would have to be handed over. Less can be assigned.

It was so easy to have a chance to make them shine again justifiably, and he must have put them all on display.

At this time, he took out an object from the interlayer of his clothes, the pupils of Qing Cang's long and narrow eyes were dilated, and he stared at it...

This is a crimson translucent crystal, which is pierced by a red thread from one corner. Under the reflection of the dust-removing bead, it shines with a lustrous light, as if it is alive, blooming with its own brilliance.

Crimson Sky Crystal!This was worn by the former leader of the Canglang tribe, Canghuang, and it is also a must-have symbol of the leader of the previous Canglang tribe. But Canghuang left suddenly at that time, and did not leave it behind.