"Hey, hey, hey, isn't it, am I so weak?" Mu Zimu felt the urge to cry, and she couldn't believe it when she saw that the players who suddenly appeared were not coming towards her, but towards the worker. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Stopping the operation that was about to go offline, Mu Zimu looked at the worker who had been together peacefully for an afternoon.

The three-inch green mang, the minotaur, the rank and the class are all hidden, because he wears the miner's costume - paid clothing that increases his stamina and reduces the mining time and consumption, which is quite practical, but it looks like he is wearing only a pair of shorts and a hat on his head - so Mu Zimu can't tell.

Although the name "Three-inch Qingmang" is more reminiscent of a profession such as an assassin or a thief, the strong body of the bull head is more like a strength combat class.

"We've been looking for you for a long time! You're hiding here to mine, it's really leisurely!" One of the people who surrounded him spoke in a bad tone, which shattered Mu Zimu's idea of "maybe a friend".

"Sure enough, I'm here to find fault! Do you want to help?" Mu Zimu hesitated.

If it was a complete stranger, perhaps, Mu Zimu would be offline now, but this is also a worker who has spoken a few words! Although, he is still a stranger! However, once there is a little intersection between people, their thoughts will become different!

Take a look again!

With such thoughts, Mu Zimu squatted down, pretending to be mining, and also reduced his sense of existence and looked at the center of the incident.

For the few people who suddenly arrived, the three inches of Qingmang were indifferent, still rhythmically beating the ore being excavated.

After a few more provocative words, the three-inch Qingmang still didn't react, and it looked as if he was hanging up.

"It's not really hanging up!" Mu Zimu muttered worriedly.

And the provocative people seemed to have such a guess, and after looking at each other a few times, someone finally raised his hand and showed his weapon.

This scene, Mu Zimu looked at it and felt very familiar, tilted his head and thought about it, how can there be a kind of cowardice in TV series, when the little minion meets the protagonist, he wants to cut but doesn't dare to cut.

Could it be that this co-worker is very powerful, and yes, otherwise why wouldn't such a person come and go on, but BB there for a long time.

"Oh ......" A few rough stones fell to the ground, but the three inches of green mangs did not pick up. It seems that it is really hanging up again!

What to do? What to do?

Mu Zimu struggled in his heart, watching the three-inch green mang's blood bar shrink rapidly, he was about to be unable to hold on, gritted his teeth, and summoned a little turtle.

"Over to you, little one. Mu Zimu threw it away, and the little turtle smashed on the head of the warrior who was about to enlarge the move to solve the three-inch green mang.

"Whoa," the warrior shouted, and the men stopped their attacks and looked around warily.

Mu Zimu shrank behind a tree on the side early in the morning, if it was daytime, when the vision was good, it would be visible at a glance, but now it was night, and it was quite useful to have a tree as cover without moving.

"There's a turtle here. "Someone found a baby turtle huddled in a clump.

"Is there such a thing as a turtle?" someone wondered.

"No, it's an attack. "The warrior finally noticed the system prompt.

"Who is it?"

"I don't know the name!"

"It's a pet and there should be hunters around. ”

"But there's anyone here!"

"Map, look at the map, pets are here, people must not be far away. ”

As soon as he heard that the other party opened a small map to find someone, Mu Zimu was so frightened that he first put a holy light cover on himself, and in such a night, the holy light shield was like a bright lamp that completely exposed her.

It's just that it's too late to regret it.

Mu Zimu spread his feet and began to run, and the little turtle was no longer cowering in its shell, helping to hinder those people behind him.

There were two people who caught up, but the weapon in the hand of the player who was a little farther away was glowing, and it was probably a mage.

Mu Zimu glanced at the mob wandering not far away, and as soon as he stepped into the range of hatred, the mob rushed up, rolled around, and the spell attack fell on the mob's body

"Damn, this guy is playing yin. One of them scolded.

"Isn't this one of the nosy guys in the morning?"

Hearing this, Mu Zimu's heart trembled, isn't it!

For this reason, she couldn't help but look back, and sure enough, one of the two people who caught up with her was the assassin who had been chasing her around the morning.

"Is the map of this Gaoling tribe too small?" Mu Zimu rolled his eyes and complained, and then began to think about whether to run away like this, or go back in circles and delay the time.

"Ahh

Confused, Mu Zimu also ran back.

Then, he saw the three-inch Qingmang wielding a stick-like weapon with a whirring sound, accompanied by the skill light effect on the stick from time to time, and the few people who originally planned to besiege him cursed again and again.

It was the first time Mu Zimu had seen a player using this weapon, and for a while he couldn't tell what kind of profession the three-inch Qingmang was.

However, as she had guessed before, the three-inch Qingmang was indeed very powerful, but, after all, a lot of blood was lost at the beginning because of the lack of resistance, and if those few people reorganized themselves to besiege, it would probably be enough to choke.

Mu Zimu Xiao went around in a circle and threw a recovery technique to the three-inch Qingmang, but he didn't dare to get too close, the two didn't team up, this guy attacked so violently, it was too unlucky to be injured by mistake. At the same time, she also hurriedly summoned the baby turtle back to her side.

Perhaps they were stunned at the beginning, and the few people never regained the momentum they had when they chased and killed the light of dawn in the morning, and after a few minutes, the three corpses were left behind, and the rest ran away.

After seeing the corpse on the ground returning to the city to resurrect and disappear, he collected the stick, took out the iron pickaxe, and continued to dig the mine. The equipment on his body is also covered by the miner's costume again.

Mu Zimu stepped forward at this time, "You were hanging up just now! You were almost killed! ”

"I didn't hang up. The three-inch Qingmang said without raising his head.

"Huh?"

"I didn't hang up, don't meddle next time. Sancun Qingmang said in a flat tone.

Mu Zimu blinked, and after understanding the meaning of the other party's words, the corners of his eyes twitched, "...... you" stretched out his hand and pointed at the top of the other party's head but couldn't say words of reproach and argument.

"Well, it's not the first time I've been nosy. Then I'll get down, be careful yourself. After Mu Zimu laughed at himself, he went offline directly.

The three-inch Qingmang only looked up at the place where Mu Zimu disappeared, but it was only a glance, and he lowered his head again and continued to mine. (To be continued.) )