Ye Ziheng went to the side of a watchman, then leaned against the tree and looked at him.

"Brother, would you like some?"

Ye Ziheng took out a pot of wine and took it to the soldier.

The soldier saw this, with a faint smile on his face. He put the weapon aside, took the wine pot in ye Ziheng's hand, and took a few swigs.

"Er ~"

a loud burp came out of his mouth, and he smiled foolishly again, so he had to pick up his weapon and keep vigil.

But before his hand could touch the weapon, a sense of tiredness suddenly rushed to his head. He only felt that the sight in front of him became a little blurred. The weapon changed from one to two, then to four, then to countless.

After shaking for a while, the soldier felt that he could not support himself. He leaned on the tree beside him. His face was red and his ears were red. He looked drunk.

"Brother, you're strong enough."

When the soldier finished speaking to ye Ziheng, he smiled foolishly, and the whole man fell to the ground in an instant.

Ye Ziheng looked around, and after he was sure that there was no one around, he immediately lowered himself and took out the moonlight sword. First, he stabbed the moonlight sword straight into the soldier's heart. After the soldier was completely cut off, he peeled off his face again.

Ye Ziheng's current face is not very good, not to say that there is something wrong with his appearance or quality, but now his face is remembered by some people, and they also know that he ran up from the rear troops. If Lu Zheng is asking about it, it's not very good for him to see that several people pointed him out before.

So ye Ziheng took off his old face and put on a new one. A new identity.

As for the soldier, ye Ziheng put his body directly into his storage ring.

Then, ye Ziheng went to the side of another night watchman, but the soldier obviously didn't care much about ye Ziheng, because they were all night watchmen.

Ye Ziheng also made full use of his identity as "night watchman" and carried out his own hunting.

In addition to ye Ziheng, there are more than 200 other night watchmen, not many, but not few.

Moreover, the positions of these night watchmen are basically visible to each other, and only a few of them are beyond the sight range.

But for ye Ziheng, that's enough.

He went behind the watchman, who was unprepared, yawning and tired.

At this time, ye Ziheng saw the opportunity, thrust his moonlight sword into his heart, and then rushed forward to cover his mouth.

"Er Er Er Er"

the soldier just struggled for a few seconds, then didn't move, and his whole body gradually became cold.

Ye Ziheng takes a look at the night watchman around him. Although he sees him standing with the night watchman, he hardly responds. After all, it's normal to stay up for a long time and want to talk to someone.

Then ye Ziheng took advantage of the soldiers' failure to notice himself and put the body into his storage ring at one time. Then he put away his long sword, turned his head and walked towards another night watchman.