Release that Witch

Looking through the entire letter, the clever ghost felt a chill behind it.

A demon lord who can open the door to **** and let the troops come and go?

Undoubtedly, this is an extremely important piece of intelligence - in fact, he was puzzled by the unscathed fall of Xueyingbao, but in addition to confirming that the devil was invading the city from the north, other discoveries The argument is simply varied. Apparently seeing the civilians who came to the devil, they have already died in the invasion.

Now he has finally been confirmed.

What is even more shocking to him is that this demon monarch is familiar with the rules of human beings, not only will deal with the nobility, but also become the actual master of the winter in a short time. At present, the recruitment of the various territories is basically Out of its inspiration. The benefits promised by the other party are also quite rich, and it is by no means the gray castle people can give.

In addition, the letter is also very valuable in describing the movements of the people. Although it cannot be equated with the distribution of the devil's power, at least it can be analyzed where they have gone.

What is certain is that the person writing this letter is by no means a stream of mice or businessmen. From a perspective, this person must be positioned in the upper layer of the winter.

The content of a whole piece of paper is well-organized and clearly stated. It is neither transcribed nor streamlined. As long as the complete delivery is a key piece of information, in terms of priority, it is undoubtedly the highest.

The problem is that the team of merchants used to pass the information only left Xueyingbao yesterday - in order not to attract attention, the money is only inserted in the caravan, or the driver's job, wanting to make the team return almost no Maybe, and wait until the next caravan starts in a week.

If you add time on the road, the time of delivery will only be longer.

The spirit ghost hesitated for a long time, and finally stood up and put all the other papers on the table into the cabinet, leaving the letter alone.

Next is the waterproof sealing wax treatment.

After completing all this, he blows off the oil lamp, puts the letter paper close to him, returns to the first floor, and gestures to the silent person.

"I have to go out of town personally. If there is an accident here, I will light the fire downstairs."

Just as the clever ghost turned and prepared to go out, the silent man stretched out his hand and shook his head insignificantly, then pointed to himself.

Let him stay, do the dangerous things for yourself...

The clever ghost laughed. "Just send a letter. It will come back in two or three days. You can't talk, and you don't know where to go, you can't help me."

It’s just that there is no such complicated word in the sign language, so he just made a gesture: “This is the order.”

Pulling his hand loosened.

The clever ghost patted the other's chest and left the room without returning.

Since the owner asked him to fully assist the Gray Fort, it would be the first priority to send this letter as soon as possible. After all, according to the Gray Fortress, the intelligence is time-sensitive, and the more the news drags later, the more variables there are.

To this end, they also set up emergency contact points in the villages more than ten miles away from the city, and equipped with incredible animal messengers, I heard that the news can be sent to the morning in just a few days.

The village is the target of his trip.

There is a real risk of leaving the castle, but it is still within the controllable range. In fact, every day people escape from the north through various means, even leaving the winter. The red fog and the **** red moon on the top of the head have not had a real impact on people's lives. The propaganda of the Grey Fort and the rumors of the devil have been Gradually fermenting, no matter how the lord stops, can not completely dispel the fear of this horrible alien.

Those fugitives are undoubtedly his best cover.

The clever ghost knows that as long as you act alone, the possibility of being stared by the flying devil is not high. As for the guards on the road, it is better to send them. Jinlong is the universal standard in the human world.

The facts are almost the same as he expected.

When the next morning was dawned, the spirited ghost passed the south gate of Xueyingbao. In order to enjoy the golden dragons in his pocket, the guard did not even alarm other people, and quietly opened the small door inside the wall.

Once you cross the ice, the next road will be unimpeded.

Whenever there is a black shadow in the sky, he will quickly get into the snow, and the white coat becomes a natural cover color, and those footprints are not too different from the beasts stepped out in the sky.

In the afternoon, he was able to faintly see the smoke rising from the village.

Wiping the hoarfrost on the nose, the ghost can not help but speed up the pace.

Like the way of receiving in the city, he does not need to dock with the Grey Fortress, just put the information in the agreed place and leave the secret number.

However, at this moment, there was a hoof of horses behind him.

The clever ghost couldn't help but look back. He looked back and felt a little sinking. Hell, how can there be a cavalry of Xueyingbao?

The Grey Fortress picks this village precisely because it is remote, and it is difficult to be spotted when sneaked into one or two foreigners. The aristocrats who intercepted the refugees will often choose to be near the avenue. There is no reason to run here.

The distance between the two is quickly zooming in. Obviously the other side has seen him, and it is unlikely that he wants to hide again.

The cleverness stopped the pace and piled up a flattering smile towards the coming people. The other party had a total of two rides. As long as the Golden Dragon was enough, it should not be too difficult for him.

The cavalry stopped the horse in front of him and looked at him condescendingly. "Brother, I know that these fugitives will pick some remote roads and they will find one."

"Ah, good luck."

Sure enough... is it a patrol to catch the evacuees?

"Big, adults, please let me put a living path!" The clever ghost pretends to be extremely scared, plops down in the snow, and holds the purse in both hands, revealing the eye-catching golden dragon. "I really don't want to go with those hells." The devil stays in one place, they are all monsters that eat people without blinking! I am willing to put all the savings, and I beg you to let me go!"

"Oh? Your savings are still quite a lot." The cavalry leaned over and took the purse, with a smile in his tone.

"Now it's yours... Yes, yes, I have relatives in the wolf heart. As long as you don't take me back, I will definitely look for opportunities to repay you in the future!"

"Get up."

The spirit of the ghost is secretly relieved. Generally speaking, this step is basically a pass. The number of refugees who can lay down the Golden Dragon is definitely a minority. Even the "relatives of neighboring countries" will increase the credibility of the credibility - if there is no benefit to killing, they are not willing to have more trouble. After all, letting one or two escapers have no loss to them, there is no need to end up in the future.

But the other party did not wave him to get out of the way, but picked up his own face, "Look at me."

I saw a striking scar on his cheek, like a beast that was smashed by the beast, the whole ear was missing, and even half of the eye became deformed and distorted.

The rolled flesh shows that the wound has just healed soon.

"Adult, you are..."

"I was injured by the firearms of the Grey Fort." The cavalry said slowly. "At that time, everyone thought that I was not saved, but I still survived. Until now, I still feel the burning pain on my face. It reminds me. Who, who caused me all-"

In the end, his voice was completely cold.

There was a strong sense of badness in the spirit of the ghost.

But before he could pull the distance, another person who claimed to be a younger brother had raised his hand and pulled the whip on his face.

I only felt that my eyes were black and my spirits fell on my face.

"Yes, it's you! If it weren't for you, this **** fugitive, why should I go to the Grey Fortress! What war of gods, what human destiny is, is a shit!" When speaking here, the voice of the other party It’s close to you. “Reassured, I won’t take you back, and I won’t kill you here. The only thing I want to do is let you **** pain!”

Then he pulled up the reins and stepped on the legs of the ghostly ghost.

"咔嚓-"

An indescribable pain suddenly poured into the brain of the spirited ghost, and he subconsciously screamed out.

Then there is the second leg.

Until the snow was stained with blood, his legs became a cluster of fuzzy meat, and the chaser stopped the mount to trample.

"Reassured, you are not the first one, nor the last one." The knight sneered in a sly smile. "Now... you can run away."

The ghost did not notice when the two left.

He bit his lip hard, so that the distracted consciousness is barely concentrated.

The lower body has completely lost consciousness, and the snow is taking away the temperature in his body a little.

He touched the clothes on his chest, and the letters were still in their original position - in the eyes of the two, he was afraid that he was no different from the dead.

Unexpectedly, he did not hate the two people in his mind, nor did he have a strong unwillingness. Under the staggering of stinging and cold, thinking is already a very difficult matter. The only remaining thoughts are left. I got the information in my arms.

The clever ghost used the last strength to move toward the agreed place.

When he climbed to the top of a hill overlooking the village, the night was shrouded in the ground. The occasional flashing fire in the village seems to be close at hand, as if it were far from the stars.

He did not put the letter in the hiding point because he was the last container of intelligence.

At the time when the darkness is about to engulf everything, the face of the spirited ghost emerges the face of the master Barry Loza.

He closed his eyes and whispered softly.

"father……"