Chapter 37: The Cold Plain

The cold wind was biting. Lan Wu shivered uncontrollably just after he walked out of the teleportation array hidden in the dense forest. He almost moaned in comfort.

To be honest, he didn't like the weather in the Rogue Camp. The Blood Wasteland was the place where the ancient humans and the demon army fought a decisive battle. To this day, the soil in the wasteland is still dark red, as if it was soaked with blood.

Perhaps too many people died on this land, and it was rare for the Blood Wasteland to have a sunny day. It was cloudy all day, and heavy rain fell from time to time. The air was moist and warm, with a sultry heat that made it difficult to breathe.

The Ice Plains was much better. The air here was dry and cold. Although it was cold, it was much better than the tropical climate in the Rogue Camp.

Flora was similar to Lan Wu. This was her first time in the Ice Plains. She enjoyed the cold and dry air very much. As soon as she walked out of the teleportation array, she was like a bird out of a cage, looking here and there, full of curiosity about everything.

Unlike Lan Wu and Flora, who came to the Ice Plain for the first time, Avila and the other two were not unfamiliar with the Ice Plain. Now they have completed the killing of Bishuboshu and are planning to go to the Dark Forest for adventure and training. If Akara and the others had not asked them to follow Lan Wu, they should be preparing to deal with Shutou Muquan, the little BOSS of the Dark Forest.

After the initial curiosity, the Ice Plain soon brought a welcome ceremony to Lan Wu and the other two. The cold wind was howling, and the dark clouds seemed to be right above their heads, dark and gloomy. Obviously, a torrential rain will come soon.

Avila and the other two were experienced in this. Just by looking at the sky, they immediately started to set up tents less than ten meters away from the teleportation array. Lan Wu was not slow either, and started to set up tents right after him.

Not long after, four tents were erected near the teleportation array. Avila seemed very serious and cautious, carrying a javelin to patrol around. The sisters Xia and Fuya have already entered the tent.

Lan Wu witnessed this scene and immediately guessed that the three future title heirs have been training together. Xia and her sister were obviously very confident in leaving their safety to Avila. He did not comment, and asked Flora to take the little assassin to live in another tent, and he also entered the tent.

It is quite safe near the teleportation array.

It is said that this teleportation array was built in ancient times long before the demons invaded the world. According to records, when this ancient teleportation array was first established, it was blessed with permanent blessings by the archbishop of the Holy Court, the largest religion at that time, and possessed the power of light. The teleportation array is filled with light power within a mile around it, making it impossible for demons and undead creatures to approach. Therefore, the teleportation array is also the best place for professionals to stay when they go out on adventures. Here, there is no need to worry about demons or undead creatures attacking at night, and you can sleep peacefully.

Lan Wu lay on a soft blanket, and he was also covered with one. The blanket was a premium product produced by Lugaoin. It was made of the softest and finest belly hair of the long-haired camels that are unique to the desert. It was warm to lie in it. Soon he fell asleep.

In his dream, Lan Wu dreamed that he had trained all seven professions, a total of 210 skills, to the maximum level, then stepped on the big pineapple, punched Mephisto, killed Baal with a fart, and then married Flora, and lived a happy life from then on. But the good times didn't last long. The big pineapple came back to life and threw a boulder at Flora who was washing clothes and cooking with a grin. He rushed forward and threw Flora to the ground, and at the same time activated the 105-level bear man transformation. The boulder fell... Oh, it's so heavy.

Lan Wu suddenly woke up. It was indeed very heavy, as if something was pressing on his chest. He opened his eyes and looked down, and the blanket on his chest bulged high. He was immediately startled and hurriedly lifted the blanket. But he saw the little assassin wearing a thin set of underwear, sleeping soundly on his chest.

Lan Wu was at a loss. He had no idea when the little girl got into his blanket. He tried to push her. Unexpectedly, the little girl's sleeping posture was very bad. With one push, she rolled onto the blanket and rolled away another blanket neatly.

A chill came over him, and Lan Wu shivered and climbed up helplessly. It seemed that the little girl had occupied his blanket. He had to get out of the tent, lest Avila and the others saw the little assassin lying in the same tent with him, which would cause unnecessary contempt.

It was already night. A bonfire was burning in the open space between the four tents. I don't know when the rainstorm had passed. After the rainstorm, the air was particularly fresh. Taking a deep breath of the cold air, the whole person was refreshed. Lan Wu looked up at the remaining raindrops dripping from the branches and leaves, splashing small water on the tent, and suddenly heard Avila's voice.

"Aren't you going to sleep for a while?"

Lan Wu looked in the direction of the voice and saw Avila sitting in an open tent wrapped in a blanket, with her javelin next to her. Seeing this, he couldn't help but blush. It was obvious that Avila took the initiative to take on the night duty and gave the rest time to others. He smiled, turned back and pointed to his tent, shrugged helplessly: "She occupied my blanket. I had to wake up."

Avila opened her eyes wide in surprise and asked back: "I have been guarding here. How could she run to your tent quietly?"

Lan Wu smiled helplessly: "Maybe because she is an assassin."

Hearing this, Avila was startled again, and immediately stood up and ran to Flora's tent to open it. She immediately exclaimed in a low voice, swept past like the wind, and rushed into Lanwu's tent. Soon, she walked out of the tent and stared at Lanwu with a serious expression. That look clearly asked if you had done something crazy.

Lanwu rolled his eyes and shook his head decisively. It's not that his father's love is as high as a mountain, how could he do such a crazy thing.

After getting the confirmation, Avila was obviously relieved. She smiled apologetically, sat down in her tent again, and then wrapped herself in a blanket.

"You go to sleep, I'll be responsible for the night watch." Lanwu took the initiative to take the night watch. After all, how can a grown man let a girl younger than himself stay up late.

Avila was silent for a moment, and did not refuse. He said good night and closed the tent and went to sleep.

Lanwu walked to the campfire and sat down. Avila did it very carefully. Although it had just rained heavily, the bonfire was burning very vigorously. There were a few dry woods on the rocks next to it.

Adding a piece of wood to the bonfire, Lan Wu was filled with emotion. Professionals like Avila are the best teammates. There is no need to worry about any trivial matters, everything is well taken care of.

The night gradually deepened.

The night in the cold plain was particularly quiet. Lan Wu looked at the blazing bonfire and couldn't help but feel homesick. It has been a month since he came to this world. He can't say that his life is bad, and it is very exciting. But this can't erase his longing for his parents.

He misses home.

Lan Wu asked himself if he was not a heartless person. On the contrary, he was a man who loved home very much. There are many troubles at work, and only by staying at home can he enjoy a moment of peace.

Thinking about it, Lan Wu suddenly felt sleepy again. He was drowsy, and his head kept drooping down. A pair of eyelids had already begun to fall impatiently. He took a deep breath of cold air, but he felt even more sleepy. He had to support his chin with his hand to resist the sleepiness.

As he felt sleepy, Lan Wu's consciousness began to blur. Finally, his eyes went dark and he fell asleep. The wood in the campfire was crackling. He just held his chin with one hand and fell asleep on the stone.

Ten minutes later, a dark shadow walked out of the woods. This figure walked into the firelight, but it was a druid. He had a face that was obviously still childish, but his eyes contained a fierce murderous intent. He walked behind Lan Wu and raised the wooden stick in his hand high.

Just as the wooden stick was about to smash Lan Wu's head, Lan Wu's tent was suddenly opened and the little assassin walked out. She had put on her equipment at this time, looking at the young druid woodenly, stammering, but shaking her head firmly: "You...can't...kill him."

"You want to stop me?" The druid said in a cold tone, still holding the wooden stick.

"He...is not...the target...that we want to...kill." The little assassin's expression was still blank, but in his hand, he had the golden fist sword that he had obtained when he killed Xuewu.

"Erin, don't forget our identities. We must kill all the professionals in the Rogue Camp." The druid put down the stick and turned to Lan Wu.

"He offended the Lugaoin people." The little assassin Erin spoke more fluently, but his expression was still blank.

"One day he will choose Lugaoin." The druid was very angry. He didn't believe that a professional in the Rogue Camp would not choose the more prosperous Lugaoin.

"He won't." A small fire-making device appeared in Erin's other hand.

Seeing that Erin was determined not to let him kill these professionals, the druid put the stick into the space bag in anger and annoyance. He roared in a low voice: "Come back with me to see the leader. You go to explain to the leader in person. But I must tell you. You will definitely regret it."

Erin was indifferent and threw away the fire-making device in her hand without saying a word.

The druid was shocked and stepped forward in a hurry to push the flame away before it exploded. There was a loud explosion, and a cloud of gunpowder filled the woods more than ten meters away. He was angry and anxious, and hated Irene's stubbornness.

In order to assassinate these professionals more easily, he used the sleeping potion that had just been sent from Lu Gaoyin. This potion is colorless and odorless. As long as you inhale it, you will fall asleep. But this new potion has a very serious flaw.

Cannot be hurt.

As long as the body is hurt. Even if it is just a little scratch, the person who is hit by the sleeping potion will wake up from sleep. In addition to waking up the other party in this way, even the loud noise at close range cannot wake him up.

The druid looked at Irene hatefully, turned around and walked into the woods. Irene has made up her mind not to let herself hurt these professionals. Even if she kills one first, any professional Irene wakes up can entangle herself. When the other professionals are awakened, his life will be over. He doesn't want to die yet.

When the druid disappeared into the woods, Irene woodenly put away her fist sword, turned back to the tent and took out a blanket. She walked to the campfire and covered Lan Wu with the blanket. At this time, a gust of cold wind blew. She looked at the blanket blankly, then looked down at herself, and finally lifted the blanket and sat on Lan Wu's legs, then wrapped herself in the blanket. Only then did she smile with satisfaction, squeezed out a comfortable position, and closed her eyes.

Suddenly, Irene heard Lan Wu's voice: "Are you also a member of the Dark Crow?"