Mo Tie was dizzy and took the small Tiepai time shuttle bus in the shape of a frog. He felt much more dizzy than when he was a big man before.

Finally arrived at the exit and quickly took a breath of fresh air.

"vomit……"

Mo Tie, who originally wanted to breathe fresh air, knelt on the ground and vomited.

The air was filled with the smell of blood and mud, mixed with the smell of gunpowder and the smell of shit, which made him extremely disgusted and he vomited out unbearably.

How much blood is this? He was shocked when he raised his head.

The scene is like this... Mo Tie's eyes are all about corpses wearing armor, and the plains of thousands of miles apart are full of dead people!

"This... this is the ancient battlefield!" Mo Tie communicated with Xiao Tie in shock.

"Yes, the situation here seems complicated, so I have to take urgent measures to turn you back into a human form, and use 200,000 years of energy reserves." Xiao Tie's voice was cold and without any emotion. It seemed that this miserable scene did not cause any turmoil in his heart.

"It's okay, just use it. I've already received a lot of interest from Igo anyway. By the way, I'm so cold that I'm so cold, what should I do?" Mo Tie kept rubbing his bare arms.

Now is the last moment before the sun rises, and there is still some fog on the battlefield. It is the darkness before dawn, extremely cold. With Mo Tie's strong body, he also feels a little cold and intoxicating.

"There's no way, Lao Mo, you have to wear clothes that kill people. By the way, I'll remind you that the two sides of the war here are different, so don't touch the wrong corpse." Xiao Tie's voice began to smile.

Anyway, it's much better than before.

"What the hell, I haven't asked you what to do about it. I am a person who plays the genetic system. If you don't tell me to the ancient battlefield, you will also have to touch people's clothes. Is it a scam?" Mo Tie said unhappy.

"The shuttle mechanism of this system components is completely random, and it is not my intention to come to this place. As for dead clothes, you can not wear them, as long as you are willing to walk out of this Shura field naked." Xiao Tie said with a smile.

Huh, Mo Tie finally felt a little warm, and someone was smiling beside him, which was somewhat comforting.

As for the chill on your body, you can only strip your clothes.

Mo Tie looked at the dead bodies all over the ground, and was helpless. After choosing for a long time, he finally took a fancy to an armor without damage. The blood was inevitable. The original owner asked someone to cut off half of his head and fell to the ground.

After replacing this armor with a slightly dark gold pattern, Xiao Tie said, "What a good eye, Lao Mo, I immediately took a fancy to our forces."

Mo Tie sneered and said, "I'm stupid after picking for so long, and I can't see it anymore. The armors of the two sides are completely different. One is mainly iron scale armor and the other is mainly leather felt. No matter how you look at it, it's a battle between our dynasty against nomadic peoples."

"Yes, according to your memory, this set of armor on you is a military-style armor in the late Ming Dynasty."

"Ming Dynasty?" Mo Tie was a little surprised, "The Ming Dynasty is not married, no compensation, no cede land, no tribute, the emperor guards the country's borders, and the king dies in the country?"

"yes."

Mo Tie looked at the corpses all over the ground again. There were obviously more soldiers from the Ming Dynasty and were silent.

"There is another bad news, do you want to hear it?" Xiao Tie said with a smile.

Mo Tie rolled his eyes: "Tell me."

"In the past few minutes just now, I only collected a very weak space energy. At this speed, Lao Mo, you probably have to stay here for ten years."

"What!" This is the question Mo Tie is most concerned about. The time to go home, "Ten years? How can I afford to wait? When I go back, Xiaoying's children can make soy sauce."

"No, Lao Mo. I said that I will adjust the time arc."

"No, I can't stand it. If every world is like this, if you let me stay for a hundred years before returning to the earth, will I still be the same me? People will change." Mo Tie said angrily.

These words were said to Xiao Tie in his mind, but due to his emotions, Mo Tie kicked the haystack beside him and made some noises.

"Who? Come here."

Suddenly, a man's voice came from a distance, which obviously lowered his voice.

It's Chinese!

Without caring about "condemning" Xiao Tie, Mo Tie quickly trotted and walked towards the sound.

After walking through the fog and walking to the place where the sound was before, Mo Tie took a long knife from the pile of corpses and was alert to the spot.

In fact, he knew that the other party was hiding because the infrared gaze could clearly see the cat next to him. It seemed that the so-called "coming over" was also a trap. If you can understand it, you will be a friendly army, and if you don't understand it, you will be an enemy.

"I'm here, where are you?" Motie said in Chinese.

"Huh..." The man heard Mo Tie's pure Mandarin and breathed a sigh of relief, without hiding his figure, walked out from behind the war horse next to him, "Brother, are you still alive?"

Mo Tie looked at him, a young man with blood on his face and a numb expression on his face. He seemed to be stimulated by these tens of thousands of lives and had no smile at all.

He seemed to have to tell Mo Tie in person that "I am still alive" before he would believe that there is still a robe in the pile of dead people.

"Yes." Mo Tie saw that he must have had a long battle and had no strength now, so he could only stick a knife on the ground.

So give him a safe answer.

The two of them looked at each other, both looking at each other. The man frowned and looked at Mo Tie's hand holding the knife.

Oh no, the "single weapon operation" that the Rockets passed on to me is all hot weapons by default. However, this is the first time he uses a cold weapon like Long Sword, so he doesn't even have the posture of holding the knife.

The other party must have seen from his posture that he might have never held a knife before and was suspicious.

Unexpectedly, the man grinned a slight curve at the corner of his mouth, reached out and patted Mo Tie on the shoulder, and said, "It's okay, I was so uncomfortable when I first practiced martial arts."

Mo Tie was really surprised that there were such a good-looking man who helped people think of excuses and reasons in such an environment.

In fact, he didn't know that the other party had no doubt about his identity at all, but was just purely wondering why Mo Tie seemed to be inexperienced but could survive.

“Ula wahla…”

Both of them immediately bent down and stared at the right side vigilantly. A string of shouts came from there, not Chinese!

The young man glanced at Mo Tie, pointed his head, signaled him to follow, and then walked forward to the right first.

Mo Tie thought about it, if there were no accidents, he might have been in this world for ten years. He still has such a long time to be a hermit, so he has to contact people. This young man is good, so he will follow him to see it first.
Chapter completed!