The other side of the mountain faces the sun, and the trees are much more lush than the side where Qin Sheng and the others are.

Qin Muyuan led the remaining thirty-six people in Anbu, using the concealment of the terrain to dodge the bullets that were fired from time to time.

The operation this time was the trace of the black prison found by the Anbu's technical department after repeatedly confirming the location, and Qin Muyuan personally brought half of his personal guards to carry it out.

But the fifty-seven people who came here now have only thirty-six people left.

However, among the eleven people who died in battle, only one died because of serious injuries during the long-term battle that could not receive timely medical treatment. The other ten people all died in the big explosion in the sneak attack of the black prison more than two hours ago.

After the explosion, Qin Muyuan led the remaining thirty-seven people to retreat all the way to the southwest, bypassing the front that was covered with countless traps, and retreated to the mountain from behind.

The original intention was to use the traps set by the Black Prison to block the front. As long as they guarded the back, they could ensure their own safety, and then wait for reinforcements to arrive.

But I didn't expect that the person in charge of the black jail acted very carefully this time. Not only did they arrange a lot of troops at the foot of the mountain, but they also left seventy or eighty people waiting on the mountain.

So Qin Muyuan and the thirty-seven people under him became the group of rabbits who were left alone, caught in a dilemma.

Fortunately, the terrain here was complicated enough, they fought and retreated, but they held on for two hours, and even rescued a hostage who was captured by the black prisoner and didn't know what to do.

It was Duanmu Zicheng.

"Boss, the bullets are almost used up, and we can hold on for half an hour at most. If the reinforcements still fail to arrive, I'm afraid we really have to stay here." Xu Chi counted the remaining weapons and frowned. Said with a frown.

Qin Muyuan stared at a certain direction without blinking, and said without turning his head: "Try to save as much as possible, as long as you can last."

Suddenly, his eyes sharpened, and he fired ten shots in a row in a certain direction.

Xu Chi: "..."

It’s a good idea to save some money, is that how you save it?

As soon as the thought crossed my mind, I heard a sound like metal hitting metal, followed by a series of metal landing sounds.

A voice with a smile sounded slowly: "You weapons are useless to me."

Qin Muyuan's pupils were already constricted to the extreme.

He was the first to discover the visitor just now, and he also immediately recognized the person who first dropped the explosive heat weapon, who is also the person in charge of this black prison.

Gray hair on the temples, a silver robe, and a mask that fits the shape of the face.

Qin Muyuan had only heard about this person from Qin Zheng's message not long ago, the second of the seven elders of the black prison.

It was precisely because he knew the opponent's identity and the importance of the opponent in this operation that he fired ten consecutive shots without hesitation even when he knew that the ammunition was insufficient.

But I didn't expect...

Thinking of the scene he saw just now, Qin Muyuan's already constricted pupils trembled again, and the hand holding the gun subconsciously tightened.

Yes, he wasn't lying.

These weapons of theirs are indeed useless to him.

Qin Muyuan saw with his own eyes that the moment he shot just now, the watch on the silver-robed man's hand flickered, and a transparent barrier immediately popped out.

Intangible and colorless, if it weren't for the slight ripples on the barrier when the bullet hit, even Qin Muyuan, who had been staring at it, would not have noticed it.

He could only think that some unnatural phenomenon blocked his bullet.

Oh, don't worry about it, this barrier itself is an unnatural phenomenon.

After all, even he has never heard of anything that can achieve such an effect.

At this moment, Qin Muyuan couldn't help feeling a little impatient.

The number is not as good as the opponent, the weapons are not as advanced as the opponent, and it is impossible to capture the king first if they want to capture the thief. If this continues, they really have only a dead end.

However, he cannot die, at least not yet.

Qin Muyuan's gaze changed rapidly, and at a certain moment, a look of determination flashed across his eyes.

A pair of unruly black eyes were gradually stained with a strange color at this moment, and at the same time, the temperature around him began to gradually rise.

Elder Eryuan noticed it, and immediately realized what he was doing, with a look of disbelief in his eyes: "You're so impatient!"

The corners of Qin Muyuan's lips curled into a smile, and his brows and eyes were full of ruthlessness: "It's better to live a few years less than to die immediately."

For the first time, anger appeared in the eyes of Eryuan Lao, and he laughed back angrily: "It's just a few hairs and a few drops of blood from her, and it's not her life. Do all of you with the surname Qin have brain problems?!"

Qin Muyuan shrugged, with a rascally look on his face: "Yes, do you have an opinion?"

Elder Er: "..."

The smile on Qin Muyuan's face became more obvious, and he smiled and winked at the elder Ersen: "Tsk tsk, I'm old, and I still want blood from the little girl's hair all day long. I think you are the one who has the problem. In fact, brother She looks good too, why don't you think about it?"

"Hey, don't be angry, don't be angry, you will shorten your life if you are angry, you are already old, and you don't have a few years to live, why bother yourself?"

"To be honest, I quite like to see you who can't get used to me and can't kill me. Do you think we are falling in love and killing each other?"

"..."

When Qin Sheng and his entourage arrived, what they saw was Qin Muyuan shaking his legs and pushing him endlessly, while the man in the silver robe opposite him was so angry that he couldn't speak, and he didn't dare to approach him.

Can't help: "..."

Until Qin Zheng noticed Qin Muyuan's increasingly thick blood and the gradually boiling air, he trembled in his heart: "Ayuan!"

Qin Sheng looked away in an instant, his brows furrowed.

She also noticed Qin Muyuan's abnormality.

Although I don't know what is going on with him now, I can tell from Qin Zheng's ugly face and Qin Muyuan's paler face that it is definitely not a good thing.

With a serious look on her face, she rushed towards Qin Muyuan as soon as she moved.

The late comer appeared beside Qin Muyuan.

It was too late to check the pulse, so he put his hands on Qin Muyuan's back, and a steady stream of spiritual and spiritual power immediately rushed towards his body.

The general will extinguish Qin Muyuan's boiling blood at the last moment.

Qin Muyuan's expression changed again and again, and finally, under the impact of wave after wave of weakness in his body, he couldn't hold on anymore, and fell to the ground as soon as his legs softened.

Qin Sheng reached out to catch it.

He raised his hand and caught his veins.

Apart from being a little weak, it doesn't look like a big problem.

Qin Sheng put down her heart temporarily, handed Qin Muyuan, who was half leaning in her arms, into Qin Zheng's hands, and then raised her head to look at the silver-robed man opposite.

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