With its mouth wide open, it wanted to taste the saltiness of the little snack that God had bestowed upon it...

Unable to stop Ruan Xianxian from killing, Fan Caicai, who rushed to stop the giant turtle from eating people, shouted angrily: "Spare their mouths!"

The giant tortoise initially didn't want to pay attention, but upon realizing that what was under its mouth was not only a living person, but also a living person who reeked of fish and was something it disliked, it instantly lost interest.

With a powerful thrust, the big head, like an iron shovel, sent the ninja, who was only halfway through using Earth Release, flying to Fan Caicai's feet along with the soil.

She nodded slightly with a touch of pride. "Here's a little snack for you."

Fan Caicai couldn't understand. Looking down at the ninja who had fallen backward and vomited blood, with who knows how many ribs were broken, she ordered the soldiers behind her to bring over the specially made iron cage.

He bent down and personally put the person into the cage.

The ninja tried to run, but he wasn't confident he could escape in an instant with a strange beast and countless cannons aimed at him. His bloodshot eyes glared at the rough-moving Fan Caicai.

To escape is a near-certain death.

He could suffer in China's hands if he stayed, but Jiuju, having received the news, still had the means to redeem him.

The ninja who had thought it through gave up the fight.

As for Fan Caicai, who had captured one person alive, she raised her sleeve to wipe her sweat, and looked at the Broken Stone Forest as if she were looking at her lifelong enemy.

What breed of killer monster?

Never killed anyone in your life?

What did you tell her when you came?

Don't you know that when carrying out a mission, it's best to preserve the prisoners during interrogation?

At this very moment, Ruan Xianxian, who is regarded as a lifelong enemy, is also asking the white fox who jumped back into the coffin.

"Where are the villagers and the soldiers who went up the mountain to search for them? Have you seen them?"

The white fox shifted its grey-blue eyes, licked its paws with its pink tongue, curled up into a ball on the coffin, and remained silent.

Noticing his guilty gesture, Ruan Xianxian narrowed her eyes and changed the subject, seemingly asking Mu Xia next to her unintentionally.

"These ancient tombs and coffins must be of great archaeological value, right?"

Mu Xia glanced at the white fox, "More than that, all the ancient corpses inside will be thrown out, sliced ​​up, and put into instruments for analysis and research."

The fox's fur bristled instantly.

Ruan Xianxian asked him with a smile, "Would you like to watch the slicing process?"

The white fox stood up again, looked at her for a long time, raised its front paw and pointed to the crater behind it that had been struck by lightning, "The person you are looking for is in the princess's tomb."

Feng Bai led a group of soldiers toward the pit indicated by the white fox.

Mu Xia and Ruan Xianxian exchanged glances, and the former nodded before following Feng Bai's footsteps.

No one knows if there are any supernatural or unknown dangers in the princess's tomb below the pit, so it would be safer for Mu Xia to go with her.

Ruan Xianxian stayed here to suppress the white fox.

She sat cross-legged on the ground, propping her head up with one hand as she looked at the white fox who was also watching her. "How were the white mist and ghostly figures at the foot of the mountain created? Can I learn how to do it?"

The white fox paused in its licking of its wound, its grey-blue eyes filled with suspicion as it looked at her. "What white mist? What ghostly figure?"

Ruan Xianxian's lazy expression tightened. With Huang Er's support, it was confirmed that the Fox Clan did not have similar methods. Under Bai Hu's questioning, she recounted the situation down the mountain in detail.

The white fox listened quietly the whole time, but then, as if thinking of something, his fox eyes suddenly sharpened.

Just then, Feng Bai emerged from the cave with a particularly grim expression. Behind him were three soldiers with sorrowful faces, one of whom carried the cold body of a fallen comrade.

Ruan Xianxian stood up to greet her.

The soldier laid his comrade's body flat on the ground, then took out a white cloth from his backpack and properly settled the deceased.

Feng Bai lit a cigarette and looked at Ruan Xianxian who was walking over, saying, "You were right. Of the 58 people who went up the mountain in the advance team, 3 died, and the remaining 55 are unconscious in the cave."

Mu Xia leaped back into the gravel forest from the direction of the cave entrance and shook her head at Feng Bai, who was looking at her. "I've tried it. No matter how much you stimulate those unconscious people, you can't wake them up."

"Little White, what's going on?" Ruan Xianxian wanted to go in and find out for herself. She turned around to ask the white fox, but saw Feng Bai and the white fox raise their feet and paws respectively.

The man and the fox stared at each other, then stopped in their tracks at the same time.

Ruan Xianxian: ...

I had no choice but to call out to the white fox again.

The cave, created by lightning, is located directly above the gravel forest, on a 90-degree slope. It took a man and a fox several months to climb to the cave entrance.

Lightning struck the shallow mountain rocks, revealing a huge tomb chamber. Inside, more than a hundred people were either leaning or lying down, their chests rising and falling slightly, clearly indicating that they were still alive.

Ruan Xianxian jumped down, bracing herself against the stone wall with one hand, and kicked the nearest villager, sending him sliding half a meter backward...

Ruan Xianxian, having retracted her foot, stroked her chin and muttered to herself, "As expected, I can't wake her up."

The white fox had already run up to a soldier and probed the soldier's carotid artery with its paw. "How could this be? He was perfectly fine before the Onmyoji came."

He suddenly looked down at his feet, his eyes revealing a vicious and venomous glint. His red-glowing gaze suddenly turned to Ruan Xianxian, who was about to go and harass the next villager.

"It was them, it must have been them who did this."

them?

who?

As Ruan Xianxian was feeling lost, a rusty motorcycle drove into the gravel forest, and the loud noise of its engine echoed throughout the tomb.

All I could hear was the echoing roar of motorcycles.

A moment later, a clear click of the tongue rang out, "Willing to die to protect your lover, interesting."

Upon hearing this, the white fox in the tomb reacted like a white cat with its fur standing on end, leaping up to the cave entrance, with Ruan Xianxian following closely behind.

All that could be seen was a forest of broken stones littered with mutilated corpses, with a motorcycle parked beside the coffin.

A man dressed like a farmer, about forty years old, looked up at the mountaintop, clicking his tongue and fanning himself with a hand holding a tattered straw hat.

That gaze was like that of Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden, clear yet revealing an undisguised curiosity.

If you look closely at the person's eyes, how can I describe them? They are like a clear, transparent, yet bottomless deep lake.

The moment their eyes met, Ruan Xianxian felt dizzy and lightheaded.

"Brother Li." After escorting the ninja, Fan Caicai rushed over, her joyful tone waking Ruan Xianxian from her dazed state.

She almost impatiently averted her gaze from the man.

"Boss, why are you spacing out when we're talking to you?" Fan Caicai quickly walked up the slope, stood next to Ruan Xianxian, and led the people to introduce the newcomer.

"This is the reinforcement I told you about, Brother Li."

He then pointed to Ruan Xianxian beside him, "Brother Li, she is the new person I am currently in charge of, Comrade Ruan Xianxian."

Ruan Xianxian, who is particularly good at grasping the key points, asked, "Currently?"

"It's currently because both of his superiors died while on duty," the old farmer surnamed Li replied with a smile.

Ruan Xianxian had a strange expression, but she didn't forget to call out, "Brother Li."

The old farmer waved his hand, his gaze passing through the crowd and returning to the mountaintop. "What Brother Li? Just call me Old Li. You've taken care of all the Japanese devils, haven't you?"

"If you're talking about these dismembered corpses in hunting robes, with bodies cut into eight pieces, is that considered clean?"