The dry well is located in a dilapidated courtyard. There is a low house nearby with broken doors and windows, and some rotten wood and broken tiles piled inside.
The yard was overgrown with weeds, obviously no one had taken care of it for years.
Zhang Queling's face darkened as he rolled over and landed at the edge of the well.
In an instant, countless chaotic and noisy sounds leaped over the mottled courtyard wall and entered her ears.
Among them were the heart-wrenching pleas of women, the desperate cries of children, the vulgar grins of men, and the shouts that came one after another.
These sounds were not clear, but they were like countless steel needles, piercing her eardrums and causing pain.
She gritted her teeth secretly and forced herself to ignore it.
He recalled the map information and the breakout route they had agreed upon.
She did not go through the dilapidated gate, but went to the east wall and put her ear against it.
Yao Zhixue's voice sounded in his mind at the right time.
[Que Ling...Climb over the wall and you'll find the garden of the mansion... Not many people there.]
Zhang Que Ling clenched his fists and asked in his heart: [How many times have you restarted at this "save point"?]
[Seven...seven or eight times...right?] Yao Zhixue's voice was intermittent, not quite confident.
Zhang Queling's mouth twitched slightly and he ignored her.
She sensed again and made sure there was no one around before she exerted force.
When she was halfway in the air, she turned her body sideways and supported herself with her palms on the wall to minimize the risk of exposure.
In the blink of an eye, she silently crossed the three-meter-high courtyard wall.
There was indeed a small garden behind the wall, but it was empty and silent at the moment.
Only next to the rockery made of Shoushan stones, in an exquisite and elegant octagonal pavilion, was a naked, headless female corpse thrown haphazardly.
In the lotus pond beside the pavilion, a woman's head floated in the dark green stagnant water, with her long black hair spread out, attracting countless mosquitoes and flies to gather, making an annoying buzzing sound.
"grass!"
Zhang Queling's eyelids were twitching and her teeth were almost broken.
[Yao Zhixue, continue, where are you going?]
[Woo~ Go... go east, there are Tartar soldiers in the main courtyard, hehe... kill them quickly.]
"good!"
Her blood boiled instantly. She took a few steps across the rockery and flower bed. Unbeknownst to her, she had a saber in her hand that was almost as tall as herself.
I came to the second courtyard wall and listened to the "nonsense" in the courtyard and their wild laughter.
Zhang Queling's expression became serious, and he suddenly jumped into the air. His green figure pressed against the black tiles of the west wing, and "smashed" straight towards the main courtyard's patio!
In the courtyard, a general was using a short spear to pick up a bloody, newly formed fetus.
Sensing the sound of the wind, he reacted extremely quickly. Before he turned around, the short spear carrying the corpse flew towards Zhang Queling.
At the same time, he warned, "Enemy attack!"
At the door of the main room, the guy who was venting his desire on the beautiful female corpse with her chest and abdomen cut open didn't even bother to pull up his pants.
He let out a strange cry, picked up the sword on the ground, and swung it around, looking murderous.
In the corner, three pig tails were laughing and playing beside a big iron pot, stirring the boiling water and floating limbs in it, and subconsciously grabbed the weapons leaning against the wall.
This reaction speed clearly shows that they are the elite of the Tartars.
However, they were facing Zhang Que Ling, who was at the peak of the third level.
boom--!
Zhang Queling was in mid-air, and with a casual swing of the blade, he knocked the short spear carrying the evil wind away.
Then he did not stop and chopped vertically, with the blade going straight down from the top of the head of the short and strong general, splitting him into two symmetrical halves on the spot!
Blood and internal organs exploded all over the ground in an instant.
Crack!
She landed heavily on the ground, the stone slabs beneath her feet cracked, but her movements did not stop at all.
The knife flashed, and before the pigtail holding up its pants could see clearly, its head shot up into the sky, and a fountain of blood spurted from its neck more than three feet high.
Without waiting for the body to fall to the ground, Zhang Queling turned around and rushed to the corner.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
With three crisp sounds, three terrified pig tails, along with their weapons, were cut in half by her sword!
“Ah—! Ah—!”
Their upper bodies were still twisting and wailing in pain on the ground, but their lower bodies were motionless.
[Sparrow Spirit...Retain Qi and Blood...]
Yao Zhixue reminded in a weak voice.
"Stay NM!"
Zhang Queling's eyes were bloodshot, and white mist began to spurt out of his mouth and nose uncontrollably.
Her eyes quickly swept across the small courtyard.
She saw the short spear that was knocked aside and the full-term fetus hanging on the tip of the spear.
I saw boys and girls in the big iron pot, half-cooked and with unrecognizable faces.
I saw the female corpse whose stomach had been ripped open and whose eyes were open after death.
A strong feeling of nausea rushed into his throat, but he swallowed it back.
At this moment, there was only a cold expression on her face.
"call--!"
After letting out a long breath, Zhang Queling exerted force on his feet again, and his whole body turned into a green lightning and jumped onto the opposite wall again.
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Above the leaden clouds, there is the octagonal cloud pavilion.
Sorrow stretched out its twisted, black, boiling asphalt "hand", pointing downward, towards the battlefield.
Countless overlapping voices converged, "Yun Heng, the little girl's Qi and blood seem to be much more than that of a sixth-level cultivator, right?"
The round-faced young man calmly placed a cup of tea into the sad "hand" and said as he poured tea, "Young man, it's normal to have vigorous blood and energy."
Sadness actually nodded as if in agreement.
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