Chapter 4 How Can He Run So Fast?

Ding Chen turned around and said, "I heard from Lao Zhao that there are about 500 wolf demons and thunder-patterned leopards. The strongest are in the late stage of the small demon. They must all be brought back before dark."

Old Zhao is Zhao Tong, the head doctor of the cook camp.

"Thunder Leopard?"

Chen Xian's eyes flickered slightly. From his memory, the Thunder Leopard had strong defense and was even better at speed, but its attack power was similar to that of the wolf demon.

The battlefield is not fixed and the location is different every time.

This time it was to the west of Wumeng Mountain.

When Chen Xian and others arrived, they saw corpses everywhere in the valley, with blood floating in the air and a terrible smell.

Zhao Tong, another foreman, and their cooks had arrived earlier and were loading the demon's corpse.

Ding Chen also hurriedly instructed Chen Xian and the other fourteen people to start loading the truck in groups of two.

Chen Xian and Wang Yan were in a team. They carried a thunder-patterned leopard weighing five or six hundred kilograms and threw it on the car. The leopard's fur was silver-white, the thunder patterns were black, and its head looked very ferocious.

When he got to the seventh wolf demon, Chen Xian found that the wolf demon's claws moved, and he immediately drew out the straight knife from his waist and stabbed it towards the wolf demon's neck.

Wang Yan didn't notice it. Just as he bent down, he saw Chen Xian drawing his sword and stabbing the wolf monster. He was also startled, and then blood splashed all over his face.

The wolf demon only let out a miserable howl and struggled a few times before becoming completely motionless.

[Sacrifice a spirit soul and gain 27 experience points]

A prompt appeared on the panel in front of Chen Xian, and he was startled. This wolf demon was indeed not dead.

"Ghost?"

The wolf demon killed before was a small demon level, and 157 experience points were obtained.

Sacrificing a spirit soul will give you much less experience.

But for Chen Xian now, 27 points of experience are equivalent to 27 months of martial arts training, which is also extremely valuable.

Zhao Tong, Ding Chen and others' expressions changed slightly, and they all looked at Chen Xian.

"Not dead yet?" Ding Chen rushed over and asked.

Chen Xian drew his sword and sheathed it, nodding: "He's not dead yet, but he has no ability to resist!"

Zhao Tong also came over to take a look, and immediately told everyone to watch carefully and remember to give those who were not dead yet another stab.

Next.

Chen Xian and Wang Yan were particularly careful when carrying the monster's corpse.

Especially Chen Xian, although he cannot go to the battlefield to fight monsters, it is also good to be able to pick up leaks. The risk factor is low and he can also gain experience points.

Half an hour later.

Zhao Tong and another foreman loaded the car and started transporting it to the camp.

Here, Chen Xian and others were still loading. One car could only carry five corpses of monsters that were more than two meters long.

Until the seven cars were full, Chen Xian did not encounter any monsters that were not completely dead. He felt very sad, as it was difficult to find any bargains.

Then the second trip, the third trip...

In a blink of an eye, it was the seventh trip and it was approaching dusk.

The other team of cooks was faster than them. After loading the truck, there were not many monster carcasses left on the field.

Chen Xian and others hurriedly loaded the car and went back to cook dinner after they were done.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew from afar, causing the floating blood to roll but not dissipate.

Chen Xian and Wang Yan were carrying a thunder leopard and frowned.

Although the cold wind just now came and went quickly, it was still a bit chilling.

He looked down at the Thunder Leopard in his hand. This demon was relatively large, at least at the level of a small demon, and there was still some warmth left in its body.

Isn't he dead yet?
"Wait a moment!"

Chen Xian shouted softly, then winked at Wang Yan.

Wang Yan understood it immediately. The two of them slowly put down the Thunder Leopard, then drew out their straight knives and stabbed them into the Thunder Leopard's neck.

Puff, puff...

Wang Yan was not as strong as Chen Xian, and could only penetrate three inches, but Chen Xian was able to pierce through the neck of the Thunder Leopard with one sword.

Blood splattered.

The two men retreated.

No hint?
Chen Xian's eyes flickered slightly. There was no prompt on the panel, which meant that the Thunder Leopard in front of him had died a long time ago. Its body still had residual warmth, which meant that it had probably just died not long ago.

What a pity, I discovered it so late!
Chen Xian sighed inwardly.

"Not dead yet?"

From a distance, Ding Chen noticed that Chen Xian and the other man were acting strangely, and couldn't help but ask.

"He's dead!" Chen Xian responded, and he and Wang Yan began to move the body.

"Speed ​​up and move it back!" Ding Chen glanced at everyone and dragged the corpse of a wolf demon by himself.

call!
The cold wind blew again, making the blood boil.

The unpleasant smell is everywhere.

Chen Xian touched his neck and looked up into the valley.

He was originally cautious by nature, and after coming to this world full of demons and chaos, he became even more cautious.

He would become alert at the slightest sign of trouble.

It was July, and even though the mountain breeze in the evening was a little cooler, it was not bone-chillingly cold.

He found that Ding Chen, Wang Yan and others also turned their heads to look into the valley.

Chen Xian's eyes flickered slightly. It seemed that the five people were able to survive last time not without reason. They must have been quite meticulous.

Ding Chen looked at it for a while, then retracted his gaze and said, "Everyone hurry up and go back as soon as you finish installing."

Chen Xian didn't say anything. He and Wang Yan lifted the corpse of a wolf demon and threw it towards the car.

He is the strongest among the fifteen people, with strong eyesight and hearing.

Just after throwing down the wolf demon's corpse, his ears moved slightly.

I heard the sound of pebbles rolling in the distance.

He immediately yelled, "There's a demon!"

Is there a demon?
Ding Chen, Wang Yan and the others were startled, and they all drew their swords and shouted with full alert: "Where is it?"

Chen Xian also drew out his long sword and pointed it towards the depths of the valley.

Ding Chen frowned: "Are you sure?"

The thick blood energy rolled, and suddenly a pair of dazzling blood lights appeared.

Without waiting for Chen Xian to answer, Ding Chen, Wang Yan and others all saw it.

"There really is a demon!"

Wang Yan shouted and stepped back.

Ding Chen also shouted: "Retreat, retreat quickly!"

Firstly, they didn't know how many monsters there were, and secondly, as cooks, there was no need for them to fight with the monsters. It would be best for them to return to the camp quickly and inform the front army.

In an instant, everyone abandoned the demon's corpse and ran towards the Ninth Battalion.

Chen Xian did not hesitate, and even escaped faster than Ding Chen and his fourteen companions.

"Why is he running so fast?" A pale-faced young man following Ding Chen looked stunned.

His name is Qin Fei, and he is one of the survivors from last time.

Ding Chen, Wang Yan and others were also stunned. In just a moment, they could no longer see Chen Xian's back.

"Roar!"

At this moment, an angry roar finally came from behind.

Ding Chen and others looked back.

I saw a tiger demon with a burly body and blood-red eyes. It was running upright like a human, and at an extremely fast speed.

"One end?"

Amid the rolling blood mist, only a tiger demon emerged, and no other demons were seen.

Even so, Ding Chen still yelled at everyone to escape quickly.

If a tiger demon dares to rush out, it must be at least a small demon level, and all people combined cannot defeat it.

"Ok?"

Chen Xian had already escaped three miles when he heard the demon's roar. He looked back and found that no one had caught up with him.

He was stunned for a moment, wondering whether he should go back to help.

His location was still ten miles away from the Ninth Battalion. If he ran back to inform the front troops, he would be afraid that by the time they arrived, Ding Chen and others would have already met with an accident.

"Just a demon?"

Chen Xian's eyes flashed slightly, and he only heard the roar of a demon.

After hesitating for a long time, he gritted his teeth and went back.

"Chen Xian, that coward, ran away faster than a rabbit..." Wang Yan's face was full of anger. Before he finished speaking, he saw a figure with a knife rushing towards him on the mountain road in the distance.

It was Chen Xian.

(End of this chapter)