Chapter 22: The History of the Growing Up of a Loser
Lin Wenqi and several people set off majestically, the leopard also said goodbye to them, when leaving Lin Wenqi asked what the leopard's name was, the leopard said that he had no name, only the head of the clan had a name, and the name that had been passed down from generation to generation: Fusheng. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The leopard said that he would also be called Fusheng in the future.
Lin Wenqi and the others planned to return the way they came, and take a look at the small seedlings of the soul locking grass that had not survived on the ground they encountered.
Several people planned to walk along this road without the help of the aura.
"Whew, whew." Feng Qintian was already tired and out of breath, but a few people had only been there for about an hour. It seems that it is still physical reasons that limit them, they are still too young, and they are ready to rest in place, avoid the midday sun, and then continue on their journey.
"Can I take my armor off? Why is it that all of yours are of cloth or leather, and mine is metal? Feng Qintian looked at the looks of everyone who were much better than him, and said unhappily.
Looking at the child's uncomfortable look, Lin Wenqi was a little unbearable, and wanted to say take it off. But he still held back, because only pressure can promote growth, and seeing that Feng Qintian still had the strength to complain, he was still not tired.
"If your sword is too heavy in the future, will you also put down your sword?" Lin Yan asked Feng Qintian rhetorically.
"Of course not, the sword is here, I will never abandon the sword!" Feng Qintian replied with a stiff neck. It seems that he is afraid that people will look down on him.
"From then on, your armor will not be able to take off like your sword, you are behind us, we don't have your strong attack and defense, we will only summon, spell, or shoot, there is no way to protect ourselves. If you can't bear the weight of the armor, how do you protect your teammates? Lin Yan walked around Feng Qintian in a few words, and Lin Wenqi, who listened, gave him a thumbs up.
"Your goal is not to become a qualified swordsman, but to be called the best swordsman, then you have to put in more effort than ordinary people, behind the glory is sweat, not dreams!" Lin Wenqi also said to Feng Qintian, instilling him some chicken soup for the soul.
"Good! That's great! Li Xingxing applauded like a fool, and his expression was like a fool.
"I'm going to be the strongest! And not qualified. Hua Rong said on the side. The soft and cute character disappeared, and it turned into a stinky fart again.
The enthusiasm of several people was mobilized again, and there was no thought of sleeping at noon, Lin Wenqi and Li Xingxing meditated to absorb aura, and Lin Yan released spells to everyone to treat muscle soreness. Hua Rong released the power of the five elements over and over again, while Feng Qintian kept wielding his sword, over and over again, constantly practicing.
When the sun set in the west, several people packed up their makeshift camp and planned to set off again. Now is a good time to hurry, there is no heat of the day, no dark night, the light shines through the leaves obliquely, leaving a dappled shadow.
Lin Yan's treatment has achieved initial results, helping everyone to eliminate muscle soreness, and when they hit the road again, their energy was much better than before. This time, the group walked for two hours before stopping.
"Don't go, everyone is tired today, let's take turns to rest, it's only four o'clock in the afternoon,... How about we sleep in batches and then take turns keeping vigils? Feng Qintian looked at the surrounding scenery and terrain, and felt that it was a good place to camp at this time. Propose to the crowd.
"That's a good idea." Several people agreed.
"Wen Qi, let's sleep with Ah Yan first, the night cultivation should be more suitable for you." Feng Qintian looked at them and said.
Several people did not shirk it, and went directly into the tent to lie down, feeling the soft quilt, and sleepiness hit.
Lin Wenqi slept for a few hours last night, but several other people had been on the road overnight and had not slept for a day and a night, and as soon as their heads touched the pillow, they fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, the three of them woke up automatically, and then saw Feng Qintian and Hua Rong, whose sleepy eyes had already narrowed, and told them to let them sleep, and the three of them went to keep vigil.
The three of them began to keep vigil, around the fire, slowly adding firewood to it, the wood is all new dry branches, Hua Rong learned the wood generation skills in the five elements, which consumes spiritual power, but for them who have condensing liquid, they just need to lick the condensing liquid.
Lin Wenqi was thinking about the general order that he shot out last night, you must know that now the war has been going on for a long time, dozens of the 100 peripheral areas are firing, fighting with the Zerg for many years, and countless human deaths are countless, every time there is no one to support after being surrounded by the Zerg, the human race will choose to blow itself up, otherwise it will die in vain when it is killed by the Zerg, it is better to pull the surrounding Zerg back.
The battle failed, not only did the soldiers die, but the defeated area was also facing the slaughter, and the Zerg had new food, and then multiplied, continued to fight, and ate the living space of human beings step by step, forcing human beings into a desperate situation.
The three of them whispered, discussing the future of mankind, the hero of mankind, Lin Wenqi listened with relish, this is an era of heroes, everyone has blood, some of those heroes are businessmen, some are hawkers, some are students, and some are teachers. Regardless of what happened in his life, but his death was valuable and contributed to the victory of mankind, he was a hero.
The survival of human beings is not allowed, the feeling of a total collapse of faith always calls all mankind, this is a crazy era, everyone is fighting for survival, Lin Wenqi is crazy to like this feeling, everyone is useful, working hard for a goal.
I don't know if there is a war now, if there is a defeat for mankind, he really wants to issue the general's order again, but he can feel that he should be stronger, so that the enemy killed by the general's order will be more valuable.
"I hope that in the future, I will also become a painter like Hongsuan, and summon thousands of troops to fight with my own strength." Li said happily, looking yearning.
"Yes, you look at your big guy now, you will definitely be able to store more aura in the future." Lin Wenqi glanced at him with disgust and joked.
"Of course, I'm a fanged man right now." Li Xingxing has a big grin, and he knows that he will not be angry if he is joking, and he even takes out the poisonous fangs and plays with them in his hands, the appearance of the poisonous fangs is very special, with a diameter of four centimeters, and he can't hold and write like a brush, he can only use it like a sword or chisel, and exert force up or down, in that way Li Xingxing is still not very proficient in using it, so he can only practice diligently and get used to it as soon as possible.
Lin Yan also tried the Xuantie Hammer, he felt that he would also become a combat profession in the future, otherwise why would the weapon be a hammer, and he would become a violent nurse in the future?
Lin Wenqi was thinking about things in a mess, there was everything, and suddenly saw Li Xingxing and Lin Yan looking like they were getting the treasure, and suddenly their brains opened, he couldn't use the general order, but he could give it to better archers to use!