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The wild night seems quiet, but in fact it is undercurrent.

Flame has been the best weapon to disperse wild animals since ancient times, and wild animals are also avoiding this red flower.

But now it is not, the fire is no longer a terrible source, but instead it has become a naked beacon - representing what is there.

The instinct that was sleeping deep in the bloodline awakened with the increase of energy concentration. The beasts... no, they were monsters. They instinctively ignited a desire to kill wisdom.

Their instincts tell them that this can bring them stronger power and far more efficient than exercise and growth.

In the wild, strength is everything, efficiency is the key to everything.

So the monsters naturally chose faster paths, not to mention that they are not restricted by rules.

Living is everything.

The squad's tent.

"There is a voice..." The assassin suddenly opened his eyes and stood up.

There seemed to be a little noise outside, not only the crackling sound of the bonfire and the snoring of the uncle next door.

The assassin's perception is very sharp, which is for better anti-scouting.

She listened carefully.

It seems...not anything.

It's not sound or light, it seems, it's just a feeling.

Unzipped the curtain of the tent, the young lady peeked out for a while.

The priest ghost was still sitting outside, looking up at the sky, not knowing that there was anything good to look at.

But it turns out that nothing is really, maybe it's just her vigilance when she's in the wild.

"Oh, let's take a break soon." Lying down and continuing to sleep.

But the moment I closed my eyes, something seemed to flash in the darkness in front of me.

One picture, one pattern.

She was awakened again, but the assassin's practice made her not scream even if she was frightened.

"What is that..." The pattern flashed by too fast, she couldn't remember it.

It was like a dazzled look, a flash of afterimage.

But this time it was much more real than the intangible feeling before.

However, after opening his eyes, apart from the little cold sweat that woke up, the feeling had become empty.

There was no light in the tent, and there was darkness around her, and she felt a little scared for no reason.

This has nothing to do with strength, it is a kind of instinctive fear of darkness and fear of the unknown.

But nothing happened. I was afraid that the priest would only be laughed at by that little priest.

Although it seems that that is better than now, people are never creatures that can choose the correct answer, at least sometimes not.

She finally chose to sleep. Maybe it was just a very shallow nightmare, but after waking up, she forgot and left a little fear.

This kind of thing happens often, but it’s much less when you grow up.

"Okay, okay, I'm so grown-up, I can't sleep by nightmares." She comforted herself like this, and her constant psychological hints made her gradually accept this statement.

Well, sure enough, she soon fell asleep again.

But maybe she didn't notice it herself, and her brows were always frowning.

And in the darkness, from the first time she woke up, her eyes... were never closed.

Even if I'm asleep now, I'm just so open.

...

In the vehicle, the believer used Luo Huai's wool blanket to lay the floor.

But he didn't fall asleep.

Unlike another person who was awakened, he never fell asleep.

But the uneasiness in his heart was the same, and this uneasiness made him feel restless.

The intrusion is endless and endless.

There was no way, he simply prayed for his faith.

When he couldn't sleep in the past, he could fall asleep after praying for a while, and could see a breeze wrapping him, gently and warm, making his heart feel peaceful.

Well...it will be the case today.

"This is……"

However, what appeared in the dream was a dispersed red.

It was like red ink dripping into the water, slowly spreading, a very uniform circle.

But later he realized that this was a slow release, which was slowed down many times.

Slowly, the diffusing circle becomes uneven, and the smooth edges begin to become sharp and abruptly, like a sphere bursting.

By the way, it was like a sphere filled with red liquid bursting out.

As the dream progressed, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more serious, like the spreading red, gradually spreading throughout his mind.

This dream is undoubtedly awful, so he doesn't want to do so, he wants to wake up.

Huh... A breeze passed by his ears, and he woke up as he wished.

"So strange..." He couldn't understand this situation, so he subconsciously looked up and wanted to see something.

But suddenly, the things in front of me coincided with the dream that should have dissipated...

"The bird...is the one during the day..."

It was during the day when the bird hit the blood sputtered from the glass.

Exactly the same, no matter the size or the pattern.

"Hiss...it's better to wipe it." For some reason, his first reaction was to wipe the blood flower off.

If it is an ordinary person, this is normal, because it is not auspicious after all, but as a believer, this should not be.

But no one can explain clearly what should be right.

Just like that uneasiness, no one can tell clearly how it came about.

He found a piece of cake, poured some drinking water and wet it, and prepared to wipe it first.

"Oh, it's really hard to wipe it off. I wouldn't have been lazy during the day."

It’s easy to wipe the edge of the blood flower a little, but the more you reach the center, the harder it will be to wipe it. It can’t be wiped off no matter how hard it is to wipe it at the middle point behind.

"Forget it, it should be fine just a red circle. Oh~~ I'm so sleepy." He slammed, his eyelids getting heavier and he couldn't hold on. He fell asleep in front of him.

Only his body was left, and he was still rubbing blood numbly.

And his... open eyes that were getting closer and closer to the glass.

...

The rear door was not open, just like the tent curtain that had never been pulled open.

...

The rising Chaoyang had just revealed half of his head on the hill, and the guide shouted everyone to get up.

It's time to do work.

"Hmm? Why are there two people missing?" The guide saw that the number of people was wrong.

"Can they overslept?" A night from the mortal world passed, and Luo Huai had already returned. He pointed to the young lady's tent, and the curtains were still covered.

There is also the car, the door is still closed, and the guy seems to have not gotten up yet.

The guide immediately walked over, but because of the difference between men and women, he patted the curtains of the tent.

"Hey, hey, it's getting up soon."

But there was no movement in the tent.

"What's going on?" The others' expressions suddenly became nervous. Could it be that something happened?
Chapter completed!