บท 33: Chapter 32 Poison Snake Mercenary Group

The night was still all around.

Only the fire by Lin Xuan's side crackled and popped, the black arrows flying silently through the air, reminiscent of the call of Death itself.

Clang!

In the nick of time, Lin Xuan swung his longsword, sending the black short arrow flying away.

This action instantly roused the likes of the Blood-colored Mercenary Group; Du Ping and the others quickly grabbed their weapons, vigilantly looking in all directions. Tang Yu, too, had a cold expression, her large, distinct eyes shining with an icy glow.

"Brother Lin, what's going on?" Du Ping asked.

"I don't know, but that arrow was flying towards you!" Lin Xuan said gravely.

"Me?" Du Ping was stunned.

The next moment, when he saw the black short arrow that had flown into the tree trunk, his face turned dark.

"Poison Snake Mercenary Group!" Du Ping took a deep breath.

"What? Those bastards have actually followed us here!" the other mercenaries shouted.