Blood sprinkled on the thick dead leaves on the ground, and the moonlight shone through the canopy where only a few leaves remained, allowing a cruel scene to be presented to everyone.

The three adventurers and five bear goblins all squeezed out their last bit of strength to decide who is the survivor today and who will return to the underworld.

In addition to them, on the ground not far away, there were two adventurers and three bear goblins - their companions who had already gone to the underworld first.

The strong swordsman wearing a mail and holding a steel shield roared and slashed the sword with all his strength.

His opponent was a strong bear goblin with a larger figure than him, raising the iron wooden stick as thick as a bowl in his hand to block the sword.

However, the bear goblin tripped under his feet, his body tilted slightly, and he lost his balance.

Seeing such an opportunity, a faint light suddenly appeared on the swordsman's long sword, and the speed of the sword increased by three points out of thin air. The sword slightly sided, allowing the wooden stick of the bear goblin, and then cut off one of the bear goblin's arm.

This is a sword to break the balance!

Five to three, five bear goblins can only compete with these three adventurers to evenly compete. Suddenly, a main bear goblin was cut off, which immediately put the bear goblins at a disadvantage.

The battle is cruel, and once the situation tilts, it ends very quickly.

In a blink of an eye, three bear goblins were killed, and the remaining two bear goblins saw that the situation was not good, so they turned around and ran away.

"Hu, Hu--we, we won, thanks to Tligan, if I continue to fight, I will be unable to hold on." Corry said gasping.

The cold weather turned the breath that was exhaled from his mouth and nose into white smoke.

Corey is one of the three surviving adventurers. He uses a giant axe and wears leather armor. He is the main attacker in the team. However, he has strong attacks and weak defenses. Although he killed two bear goblins, he was also hit several times. Fortunately, the bear goblins' weapons are all big wooden sticks. Although he vomited some blood, he finally survived to the end.

"Drink a sip of water and let's take a break and leave. We can't stay here for a long time. Who knows if the bear goblins have reinforcements?"

Trigan was the warrior who used a long sword and a steel shield. He took out a water bottle from his pocket and threw it over.

This water bottle is made of metal and is quite exquisite. It contains not ordinary water. It is made of holy water obtained from the Temple of the God of War and mixed with ordinary drinking water. It has a certain healing ability.

There will be no spellcasters in the general adventurer team.

Whether it is a mage or a priest, they do not have much self-protection ability at the low level, and it will only be a drag on the adventure team.

Moreover, those who are qualified to study mages and priests will never have poor ghosts, and they do not need to take risks to obtain money.

Then, adventurers who often need to fight when they go out need to buy some healing potions and holy water as emergency reserves.

However, pure holy water and healing agents are expensive and difficult to preserve, so mixing holy water with ordinary spring water is a very common method among adventurers as drinking water that can be preserved for a long time and has a certain healing ability.

Of course, the diluted holy water has a much slower healing ability and can only be used in safe circumstances.

"Trigan, what are you doing?" Lerira asked.

She was the archer among the three surviving people. If Tilligan hadn't killed his opponent and came to help quickly, she wouldn't have been able to shoot the archery and shoot two bear goblins to set the victory.

After Telligan threw the water bottle over, he held a long sword in his hand and began to flip the leaves on the ground.

"I just took the opportunity to win if something tripped the bear goblin just now - it turned out to be a dead person, a child, and it seems that he was still soft when he died shortly afterwards."

Trigan turned over the leaves, saw what was under the leaves, and couldn't help but sigh.

There is nothing strange about dead people, but it is still a bit sad to die a child in the woods outside the town - this must be an orphan who came to the woods to find food. If there is a family, such an unarmed child would not be allowed to come to such a dangerous place like the edge of the forest alone in winter.

Corey and Lerela also sighed. If an adventurer who had never known each other was here, they would not feel anything, because the adventurer was eating this bowl of rice, but a child died here, it would make people feel that life was really difficult.

"What should they do? It's hard to carry them back in our current physical condition." Corey shook his head, threw this weak thought behind his head, and pointed to the corpse of his companion on the ground.

This is the edge of the forest, only a dozen miles away from the town, but after a big battle, it was difficult for everyone to stand up, let alone walk so far with two corpses on their backs.

"Oh, Lake and Ait, let's cremate them according to the rules of adventurers." Telligan gathered the leaves on the ground, found some dead branches, and built a fire.

"I'll cut the bear goblin's ears as proof." Lerira stood up and took out the skinning knife.

Cleaning up goblins and goblins is a task issued by every town adventure union. This little thing like a mouse has a tough vitality like a mouse, and its reproduction ability is not inferior to that of a mouse.

If the cleaning is not carried out in time, the number of goblins and goblins that are to a certain extent will actively enter the village to steal livestock for food, and even develop into groups to attack pedestrians. The worst thing is that if the goblin tribe develops to a certain extent, professional fighters among goblins such as bear goblins will be born.

Their adventurers took on the task of cleaning up the goblin tribe.

Originally, this was a task with low returns, but it was better than safety. However, who would have thought that many bear goblins had been born among these goblins?

This is the information provided by the Adventure Union is incorrect, so holding the bear goblin's ears can be used as evidence to claim compensation from the Adventure Union, or it can be told that the Goblin tribe here has become a climate and needs to upgrade the task level and attract attention.

These bear goblins themselves also have considerable rewards. Together, the money is enough to invite a priest to perform a requiem for the two dead companions. The remaining money can also make up for their family's lives.

Of course, the death of the companion cannot compensate for the spiritual and emotional harm to their relatives.

The flames burned, and the corpse of the companion gradually turned into ashes.

The fire was jumping, and under the reflection of the fire, the faces of the three people were a little shady and unstable.

Few people's nerves are made of steel, and everyone has the sadness of a rabbit and a fox. When they were fighting for their lives with all their might, they might not have any unnecessary thoughts, but seeing the companions talking and laughing during the day turn into a handful of ashes, the three who said they had no idea, it must be fake.

The two dead companions, in terms of martial arts, are not the worst two of the five.

Survival and death are actually more of the choice of fate.

"I have become a fighting spirit and have entered the ranks of war workers. And we have always had good records in the adventure union, and this time it was another union intelligence error, which caused the death of Lake and Ait.

I think it would be not difficult to take out some money and ask the union to help with the activity. In Leicester Town, it should not be difficult to get a position as deputy captain of the town guard."

Telligan looked at the fire, as if talking to himself, and continued, "When I get the position of deputy captain of the town guard, and work harder and pull you all in, we can get rid of this adventure life - if we can settle here, it will also be convenient for the family of Lake and Ait."

In the fire, Lairella and Corey's eyes lit up.

For adventurers with long-term plans, good reputation is the basis for gaining success.

Through the accumulated good reputation and being a stable official with the recommendation of the union, it is already the best way for most adventurers to retreat.

Trigan was originally a man from Leicester. He has some connections here. If he really can make up his mind, the hard work over the years will be considered a conclusion.

Besides, Telligan has already become a low-level profession and may have a chance to make contributions in the future, and it is not impossible to become a squire. With his help, the future is expected.

The cooperation over the years has proved that Captain Telligan's character is trustworthy.

Thinking of this, Lairella and Corey nodded heavily.

The flames gradually faded, and Larira took out two small bags, walked forward, preparing to pack the ashes of the two teammates separately. This was to be brought back to the town and ask the priest to perform the requiem ceremony.

"Hmm-ah--!" A faint sigh rang out at Larira's feet.

"Who? Who is it?" Lerira jumped away suddenly and looked vigilantly at the place where the sound was heard.

No one answered.

Both Tligan and Corry came over, and the three of them looked at the place where the sound was made.

"Is it him?" Telligan said in surprise.

Trigan was a little confused. He just found the body of the child, and now he has come alive?

Trigan touched the child's chest, and he had heartbeat and heat.

Trigan decided to do a good thing to celebrate everyone's escape from death.

"We took him back to town. If this kid hadn't tripped the bear goblin, maybe we'd be dead now," said Tligan.

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Zhou An felt very weak, anxious and regretful.

After traveling thousands of times at a certain point, Zhou An always thought that this was purely a group of unscrupulous coders who wanted to fool the readers' subscription fees and invested in their fantasy works.

I didn’t expect it was my turn today - it can be seen that literature really comes from life.

I usually regret that I have little time to use books. I would have known that I would have read Mao’s history of philosophy, so it would be serious to skip classes and read novels.

I remember seeing an article titled "The Guide to Survival of Time Travelers" a few days ago. At that time, Zhou An pointed to the title of the book and laughed. He commented that the book was the most idiotic masterpiece of 2019, no doubt about it!

At that time, Fang Liangchen, who was in the same dormitory, looked very bad, and he argued with Zhou An for more than an hour.

Zhou An relied on rigorous logic, unimpeded eloquence, and many years of slutty spitting skills that cursed people without dirty words to beat him up. He actually taught this scum who always wears a pair of flat glasses and pretends to be gentle.

Finally, this classmate Fang Liangchen was so angry that he let out a wail of a defeated dog - "Don't regret it!", and then slammed the door angrily and left.

After classmate Fang left, Zhou An noticed that the author's signature of this "Guide to Survival of Time Travelers" - "The Beautiful Scenery of Liangchen, Naihetian", is clearly the pseudonym of classmate Fang Liangchen!

At that time, Zhou An felt that this brother could have taken care of his jokes for the year this year - an undergraduate student in philosophy, an atheist who nominally majored in Marx, Engel, and Lesmao, actually believed that time traveling through such a bullshit thing, how naive is it?

You said that even if you believe in Taoism and Buddhist philosophical thoughts, it is much more reliable than believing in time travel, right?

Then, there is nothing.

Zhou An came to this ghost place and was resurrected on an orphan who died of cold and hungry.

Classmate Fang, Uncle Fang, Dad Fang, Xiaodi really regrets it. You have a lot of adults, so hurry up and get the little one back!

Your masterpiece, the little one will definitely be in the shrine. Who dares to say that you have not traveled through time? The little one will fight with him!

As an atheist, Zhou An lived for more than 20 years and had never prayed so devoutly.

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Small theater:

Zhang Ming: This kid Anzi has been out of news for ten days. Has he really been playing time travel?

Fang Liangchen: Just like this, he still travels through time? It would be strange if he doesn’t starve to death. Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared!

Liu He: But go to your eggs, the opportunity has something to do with preparation. I have been preparing for the lottery since I was in high school. I have never missed every issue of the lottery, and I only won ten yuan at most. A sister next door to my family bought a lottery ticket last month, but she won the jackpot, and she was worried that it would be better to buy a house by the lake or the city center.

Zhang Ming: Stop talking. Zhou An doesn’t even answer the phone. Where is the person going? Should I tell his family?

Liu He: Anzi is an orphan, who are you talking to? Buxing is attracted by a rich woman and tied up to the golden house to hide birds?
Chapter completed!