# Night Without End-15

*Chapter 15  Knife Light in the Snow*

By [Novel-Cat](https://paragraph.com/@novel-cat) · 2024-12-12

book, novel, night, fantasy, mysterious, suspense

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The mountain wind was very strong, and the sound was like the crying of ghosts, which broke many branches and lifted up the snow in the forest, mixing with the heavy snow falling in the night sky, making the sky and the earth white.

Qin Ming walked alone in the snow and came to the foot of the mountain where the patrol team settled.

He decided to use the bow and arrow he had seized. Although it was still a "soft bow" in his eyes, the weapon of the newcomer was much stronger than the iron bow he had used earlier.

The fierce wind and snow kept blowing on his face, and he had to squint his eyes, change his thicker warm clothes, put on a thin coat after putting on armor.

He buried the bow and arrow and the package he brought in the snow cave, and pressed it with heavy stones, and then walked up the mountain with the four iron spears of the patrol.

Qin Ming approached silently, gradually climbed the mountain, and was only a few dozen meters away from the flat land.

If it weren't for the strong wind and snow, the golden mastiff, which was as big as a tiger, would have smelled the stranger's scent long ago.

Even so, it seemed to be aware of it, and its ears covered with golden lines stood up.

In one of the larger wooden houses, the fire clouds flowed, and the shadows of several people were reflected at the window. In this cold weather, they were drinking and eating the fragrant and steaming yak meat in the copper pot on the charcoal fire.

"The fire spring in the blood bamboo forest is about to go out. It's a good time to deal with that kind of spiritual creature. We have to make arrangements in advance..."

The words came with the wind, and Qin Ming wanted to listen. Some people in the patrol team targeted some spiritual creatures in the mountains for a second rebirth.

It's a pity that he couldn't spy, because the golden mastiff had appeared outside the shack and looked at him, and then opened his mouth to roar.

He aimed at the window and shot at the most burly man. One iron arrow after another penetrated the night like lightning, and all shot into the wooden house with a whistling sound.

Someone inside groaned, and then all the figures lay down. Then the windows and doors of the wooden house were knocked open, and several figures rushed out with tables, door panels, etc., and then used trees and rocks as cover, looking for the attackers in the dark with sharp eyes.

The golden mastiff barked non-stop, quite imposing, and its roar shook the snowflakes in front of it. Its huge body burst out with amazing power and ran fiercely towards Qin Ming's location.

Qin Ming temporarily ignored the mutated golden mastiff. The iron arrows were like dense raindrops, pouring down on only one person - Fu Entao.

He didn't care about the other patrollers, only the second-time freshmen were the most dangerous. If he could hurt him, it would be more meaningful than killing the others first.

Unfortunately, Fu Entao was only hit by one arrow, and the injury was very light. The special armor on his body played a good protective role, and the iron arrow only penetrated half an inch deep into his body.

After that, Fu Entao swept out with a long knife, and most of the iron arrows were cut off. He used trees as a barrier and was approaching quickly.

He judged from the force of the iron arrow shot by the opponent that this opponent had not been reborn for the second time and was not the kind of person who was difficult to deal with.

It was not that Qin Ming was not strong enough, but the hard bow of the mountain ranger could not withstand his thousand-pound force, and was finally broken by him.

The mutant mastiff with golden and black stripes on its body came close, leaped up, and pounced on Qin Ming. White mist came out of its bloody mouth, and its white canine teeth were extremely sharp. The roar shook the forest.

However, its huge body suddenly stiffened in mid-air, and the roar stopped abruptly. An iron spear flew at a very terrifying speed, pierced its head, splashed several blood flowers, and its fierce eyes dimmed in an instant.

It is undeniable that this is a stronger mutant creature that can cause some trouble to the newborn, but it was solved by Qin Ming's simple spear throw, instantly killed!

With a plop, it fell five meters in front of Qin Ming.

In the distance, Feng Yian saw the body of the golden mastiff fall to the ground and cried out in pain: "Gold!"

Qin Ming was furious. In the eyes of such a person, the lives of the villagers outside the mountain were not as important as a vicious dog, and he actually lost his temper and shouted for this.

He swung his right arm vigorously, and another iron spear was thrown out, making a terrifying sound of breaking through the air against the wind and snow, flying towards Feng Yian.

Feng Yian, with a big beard on his face, was a ranger who was expected to be reborn. He was quick to react, his strong body moved sideways quickly, and he swung the long knife in his hand demonstratively, slashing at the iron spear that flew in front of him.

Accompanied by the harsh sound of metal collision and sparks, Feng Yian felt his whole arm numb, and his right hand holding the knife trembled slightly, almost letting go of the handle.

He was shocked, how much force was this? The iron spear brushed his body and flew into a wooden house, and the thick door panel was broken on the spot.

At this time, Fu Entao, who was nearly two meters tall, stepped on the snow and created a large wave of snow under his feet. He was so fast that he was less than ten meters away from Qin Ming.

What was waiting for him was the special iron spear of the patrol team, which was like a poisonous dragon swimming through the night, shooting towards him.

As a second-time freshman, Fu Entao's perception was so sharp that he clearly captured the flight trajectory of the iron spear.

He didn't want to waste a bit of energy. His tall body just shifted slightly and he dodged calmly. He didn't stop at all and rushed towards his opponent with a strong wind.

He avoided the iron spear flashing with cold light, but there was another patrolman behind him who rushed over, more than ten meters behind him, just becoming the second target.

This was Qin Ming's intention. If Fu Entao blocked it, it would be fine. If he avoided it, the iron spear he threw would rush towards the person following closely.

The patrolman behind him couldn't dodge because the distance was too close and Fu Entao had just blocked his sight.

"Ah..." He let out a shrill scream as the iron spear pierced his chest. Even though he had armor on, it couldn't stop him. It broke apart in an instant, and the broken armor flew up.

However, such an obstruction changed the flight trajectory of the iron spear.

After the iron spear slightly deviated from its original direction, it nailed the ranger to a big tree as thick as a bucket with a thud. Blood flowed down the spear shaft, staining the snow red.

He struggled in great pain and was about to die.

Feng Yian and Shao Chengfeng in the back felt a chill on their backs, as if they were nailed to the big tree, and they all took a few steps back involuntarily.

Fu Entao knew what was happening behind him, and his face was cold. For him, a distance of ten meters was within reach.

His curly black hair was blown back by the cold wind, and his animal skin cloak rustled. The long sword in his hand, which was two meters tall, was specially made, wider and sharper. He chopped it down, as if he was about to chop a mountain, and he was extremely brave!

Qin Ming was as solid as a rock when he was still, but now he moved like thunder, fast and fierce. He slightly moved sideways to avoid the terrifying blade, and used the last iron spear in his left hand to hit the blade from the side, deviating its trajectory.

Fu Entao was slightly shocked. He realized that this was not someone he could easily control, and he should be reborn again.

He pressed the knife hard, trying to swing the iron spear away and continue to slash at the opponent, but he encountered strong resistance.

Qin Ming used the iron spear in his left hand to collide with the blade, scratching a large piece of sparks, blocking the long knife outside his body, and he rushed forward directly, slashing the axe in his right hand towards the opponent's chest with the door wide open.

Fu Entao's pupils shrank, and the heavy long knife in his right hand did not push the iron spear back. This made him feel tricky for the first time, and he encountered a strong opponent.

He wore a black gold arm guard with mountain monster patterns on his left arm, and raised it quickly to block the axe that was as clear as a spring, with a sharp metal collision sound.

Fu Entao took this opportunity to quickly retreat, like a thunderstorm, driving all the snowflakes on the ground, getting rid of the slightly passive situation after the first collision.

He shook his slightly numb left arm and looked down. There were cracks on the arm guard, and it was almost cut open. It was not because the opponent's knife was too sharp, but because of the excessive force.

Due to misjudgment of the force of the iron arrow, he originally wanted to kill the person who shot the cold arrow instantly, but he was blocked as soon as he came up, and began to look at the figure on the opposite side seriously.

Qin Ming looked at the axe, the blade was damaged, and there was an obvious gap. Although it was made of fine iron, it was definitely not as good as the armor of the patrol team.

He knew very well that his strength was stronger than the opponent, but his speed was slightly insufficient. The second freshman focused on flexibility and speed. He had to fight the opponent in close combat under the circumstance that the opponent misunderstood that he was a freshman in the same field, limiting the opponent's advantage of being able to escape with one strike.

"Who are you and why are you targeting us?" Fu Entao asked. When he saw that the opponent was so young, he thought he was an impulsive and hot-blooded boy. He wanted to beat him up before asking about his background.

In front of the opponent's powerful strength, he calmed down and treated him equally. He was even quite afraid. After all, the opponent was too young. Could he be a nobleman from Chixia City? But he didn't look like one in his clothes.

Qin Ming didn't answer. He pointed the iron spear in his left hand forward and raised the axe in his right hand. He approached step by step. He was calm and composed. Although he looked young, he had a strong aura.

Fu Entao frowned and became more and more suspicious of his identity.

As Qin Ming walked out of the dark woods and approached the fire spring area, Feng Yian and Shao Chengfeng recognized his identity.

They had seen the figure earlier and it looked familiar. Now, illuminated by the fire, the face emerged clearly, and they were completely stunned.

"You are from Shuangshu Village... Qin Ming?!" Feng Yian couldn't believe it. He had seen this boy several times. Wasn't he a freshman not long ago?

Qin Ming didn't answer, but approached his opponent with a firm step, and then suddenly accelerated, thrusting out with his spear, like an ice snake turning into a dragon on the snowfield, making a terrifying sound of breaking through the air in the wind and snow, and the falling snow exploded, and the snow on the ground also exploded.

"You surround him, don't let him escape, I want to capture him alive!" Fu Entao shouted quickly as he drew his knife.

His eyes were like cold lightning, and he looked very confident. He was mainly afraid that Feng Yian, Shao Chengfeng and others would be afraid of fighting, so he gave them confidence now.

"Let's encircle and suppress him together and get rid of him as soon as possible." A sturdy patrolman shouted, holding a knife and slowly approaching. He didn't want to rush over, but wanted to put psychological pressure on Qin Ming nearby.

Feng Yian and Shao Chengfeng followed and surrounded them, guarding a very critical position, ready to attack at any time, invisibly affecting the situation.

The two people's attack in the field was terrible. The iron spears with afterimages were like dragons and snakes swimming in the air, and the sharp sword light was like lightning in the rainy night, rapidly expanding the battlefield.

Feng Yian and Shao Chengfeng's faces changed suddenly. The boy named Qin Ming was so strong. Can the team leader really suppress him?

Qin Ming and Fu Entao rushed into the dense forest again from the vicinity of the fire spring. The three people outside the field had to follow up and carefully surrounded them.

The two rushed through the forest, and the originally intact trees suddenly crackled, and a large number of branches fell into the snow, and some thick trees rumbled down.

Suddenly, in the dark dense forest, a silver-white figure swooped down from a big tree, trying to kill Qin Ming.

Qin Ming was fighting against Fu Entao, with his back to this direction. The snow ape raised by the patrol team suddenly attacked from a high altitude, which was somewhat difficult to defend against.

It was a mutant creature with sharp claws that could tear wild beasts alive. At this moment, it was very ferocious and violent. It grabbed Qin Ming's neck, fiercely and swiftly.

Qin Ming had already known that there was a snow ape here. After going up the mountain, he secretly found its location and was always on guard against all potential threats here.

He moved like the wind, extremely agile, avoiding the snow ape's killing momentum, and at the same time, he chopped the axe in the air with his backhand. With a puff, the axe cut the ferocious snow ape in half!

The ape's blood splashed everywhere, it wailed, and the two halves of its body fell into the snow one after another, and soon it died completely and did not move.

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*Originally published on [Novel-Cat](https://paragraph.com/@novel-cat/night-without-end-15)*