Sasou raised his hand and released a water ball. He was stimulated by the cold water. Qili moaned and opened her eyes with difficulty. An extremely ugly face jumped into her eyes. Qili couldn't help but scream and retreated with her hands and feet.

"Miss Qili, don't be nervous, everyone is friends." Han Jin said softly.

Qili turned her head and saw Han Jin. However, her expression did not have the slightest 'friend'. Instead, she gritted her teeth: "It's you!!"

"Cough... it's me." Han Jin coughed dryly.

Qili's eyes swept across Moxinko and others one by one, and she suddenly remembered something: "Where is Uncle Hoffman? Where is Uncle Hoffman?"

Han Jin and Mo Xinke looked at each other and the situation was a bit tricky. The soldiers knocked Qili into a cave. Obviously, the situation had reached a critical level. Qili should have an impression of the situation at that time. The lies woven in a hurry not only could not gain Qili's trust, but also made Qili's wary deeper and heavier.

"You have to calm down." Seeing that Han Jin and Mo Xinke were in a difficult face, Shaniler stood up and said softly: "You... are the only survivor."

Qili's body shook for a moment, then turned around and ran forward. Moxinko took a step and blocked Qili's path.

"Go aside!" Qili screamed.

Mosinko was dodging Qili's gaze because he felt guilty: "Miss Qili, it's not suitable for you, really."

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Qili shouted while pushing Moxinke hard with her hands.

Moshinko was still standing in front of Qili. The battlefield was too bloody. Qili's mood is very unstable now. When she is strongly stimulated, the consequences are unpredictable, so he must not let go.

Qili's movements became more and more intense, and finally even developed to hitting with fists and kicking with feet. However, Moxinke's body remained as if it were a mountain. After a while, Moxinke had nothing to do, but Qili was so tired that she staggered.

"Miss Qili, right? Be calm!" Xianelle shouted: "What's the use of you making such a fuss? Can you forget these pains, or can your soldiers gain new life?"

Qili suddenly turned around and stared at Shanelle: "You just told me that I am the only survivor?"

"Yes."

"They can face death directly to protect me. Do I don't even have the courage to say goodbye?" Qili said word by word. Her voice was very calm, or she was trying her best to control herself, but tears fell from her eyes without any effort.

Shaniele was speechless, and for a moment, she said with a wry smile: "Mosinko, get out of the way, she is right."

Mo Xinke looked at Han Jin with a helping look, but Han Jin sighed: "Let her go."

Qili's questioning not only touched Shanil, but also touched him. If Qili was not allowed to meet for the last time, maybe Qili would hate them for the rest of her life, but also for herself for the rest of her life.

Mo Xinke let her go helplessly, and Qili stumbled forward. Han Jin, Mo Xinke and others followed behind. In fact, Qili was exhausted at this time. She had exhausted her last energy just now. She was sometimes tripped by stones or branches on the ground, and sometimes hit the trunk that could have been easily avoided. Her back struggling to move forward made people feel extremely sad.

Mo Xinke wanted to go up to help Qili, but was grabbed by Han Jin. Now he should not disturb Qili, let her vent her freely. Hysterical venting is the best way.

Qili rolled and crawled into the battlefield, and finally stopped in front of the warrior who died with the human-faced eagle. She knelt on the ground with a thud. Her shoulders were shaking rapidly, but Han Jin and others could not hear the crying.

Qili didn't know that she was not just herself, but also Mo Xinke. As for Han Jin, he was completely an alternative. He was good at controlling his thoughts. When he thought that some idea would cause negative emotions, he could control himself and not think about it. Mo Xinke couldn't do it. The more Qili cried, the more he blamed himself and the more uncomfortable he felt, but he could only bear it silently.

Han Jin knew that this was not a solution. He slowly walked to the headless corpse, looked at it carefully for a while, and deliberately sneered.

"What did you find?" Shanelle walked over, and Mosinko and Sasou were also following behind.

"This person was not killed by a human-faced eagle. It is impossible for the human-faced eagle to bite half of his head at once!" Han Jin said slowly: "Did you see his wound? Only by being attacked by a large blunt weapon or being hit by a heavy object will you become like this."

Shaniele leaned closer and looked, frowned and said, "You mean, someone attacked them?"

"So I think so too." Han Jin's eyes gradually turned cold: "When I saw Miss Qili, I finally knew who the murderer was."

"Who?" Moshinko asked anxiously.

"You and I know him."

Mosinko was stunned. He suddenly remembered the large blunt weapon attack that Han Jin mentioned just now: "Is it the dwarf forging master named Veral?" The forged hammer in Veral's hand can completely cause such damage!

"It's him." Han Jin sighed lightly: "The traitor is not trustworthy. Since he can betray you once, he will betray you a second time. The third time, Miss Qili's heart is too soft. If it were me, she would never let that Veral go at that time! Besides, Veral was forced to become a slave in the end, and her heart was full of resentment. How could she have any loyalty? Of course, she would have to backfire on her master when she found an opportunity."

"That beast!" Mo Xinke roared angrily: "I will definitely not forgive him!"

"I can't spare him either." Han Jin said slowly. Seeing that Mo Xinke's emotions had found a vent, he finally felt relieved.

"Dwarf Forging Master? How could he hurt a warrior?" Xianelle was a little disbelief.

"He is not only a forging master, but also a high-level combat dwarf." Han Jin replied.

"Even if he is a high-level combat dwarf, you can tell that he did it based on these things, which is a bit arbitrary?" Shanil said, "What if it's not him?"

"It's very simple. After Miss Qili's mood stabilizes, ask her if Villar is in the team, everything will be clear. And I have carefully observed all the places. I am sure that there are no dwarfs here." Han Jin said lightly: "Also, don't forget that I am a prophet. Although I can't see the future clearly, I believe in my intuition."

Han Jin had already said this, and Shaniele couldn't argue, so she turned her gaze elsewhere.

"Shanier, I feel... you seem to have a special favorable impression of the dwarves." Han Jin said lightly.

"Haha..." Shaniele's eyes changed a little, but it quickly returned to calm: "You were wrong, I'm just a very serious person."
Chapter completed!