"I don't know anything strange. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Yang Li's face was a little ugly, she had never failed since she had this skill, but this time she expanded her range but didn't detect any living monsters. She knew that this copy would not be simple and only a few monsters, so now that she couldn't find out, she could only blame herself for not being proficient in learning. It's really embarrassing to be embarrassed in front of her idol, and her teammates just gave her such a good piece of equipment, but now she finds that she is useless.

Hearing Yang Li's words, Mo Zihan and the Xi family's father and son glanced at each other.

Not being able to detect it doesn't necessarily mean that there are no monsters in this area, on the contrary, the monsters here may be more powerful, or there are some means to hide themselves.

Mo Zihan thought of this, and immediately made arrangements, they couldn't sit still, time didn't wait for anyone, and they couldn't afford to spend it, "The two gods will be one after the other, the doctor, the spirit dancer, and the summoner are in the middle, and the sharpshooter is on the side, I will take the lead, everyone be careful." ”

When everyone heard this, they immediately adjusted their team, Mo Zihan took out a lighting spirit flint stone from his bag, distributed a few to several people, and walked forward cautiously.

Speaking of this spirit flint, it is not a few white quality items, except for the fact that it can emit light, it basically has no effect, it is equivalent to the night pearl of reality, and it is suitable to use it to illuminate the way.

The narrow and gloomy cave revealed its true appearance little by little under the light of the spirit flint, like a thorn-like stone inlaid around the cave, there were some unknown bones scattered on both sides of the road, the damp earth air penetrated everyone's clothes little by little, and there was a sound of water dripping on the stone in the distance, which was very clear in this lonely cave......

Mo Zihan looked around carefully, and suddenly saw that there seemed to be something on the wall......

She brought the spirit flint in her hand close to the wall, and suddenly found that there were some mysterious characters on the wall, which seemed to be non-words, and it was difficult to read.

"Xiao Mo, copy it down." Mo Zihan spoke up and asked Mo Zimo to copy down these characters. Generally, some of the things that appear in the copy will have some hidden existence, they are not able to recognize it now, but they can let the scholar copy it down as it is, and she can investigate it when she has time in the future, and she is not willing to miss this kind of hidden thing.

Hearing this, Mo Zimo stepped forward, took out the paper and pen that were unique to scholars from his bag, carefully observed the characters on the wall, and copied them stroke by stroke. He is a rational person, he loves to see and think, so he wants to be a scholar when he knows that there is such a scholar in life skills. His sister was supportive, and he believed that existence was reasonable. The current world is so complicated, they don't know anything about the changes in this world, and if they want to understand something unknown, they naturally need to have enough knowledge. He understands his sister's thoughts, so he wants to help her in any way he can. For him, knowledge is a shortcut to this path.

But after a while, Mo Zimo finished copying these things, Mo Zihan took it and took a look, it was exactly the same as the characters on the wall, and sure enough, scholars are a magical sideline.

"You put it away yourself." Mo Zihan is not a scholar, so she has no ability to explore what this thing is, and giving it to Mo Zimo is to make the best use of it.

Besides, she has always believed that I am fortunate to be lucky and lose my life.

She is not willing to force it, everything pays attention to the law of fate.

"Hmm." Mo Zimo packed up his things and returned to the center of the team again.

In the process, everyone else dutifully stayed in their positions, not letting up their vigilance at all.

This team already has the most basic ideas, and it is conceivable that they will be better in the future. Mo Zihan continued to walk in the front without saying a word, and after walking for a few minutes, Mo Zihan raised her right hand to signal the team to stop, she released her spiritual power to survey the surroundings, and Yang Li also wittily continued to explore.

No! Nothing!

This was the result of her spiritual exploration, and she looked at Yang Li, and she also shook her head.

I always feel that something is wrong, but I don't know what is wrong.

Before...... The sound of water droplets is gone!!

Mo Zihan felt that he relied too much on spiritual power, although this is a world with a fantasy game profession, but this is also a real world, so the real existence will not disappear......

She forced herself to calm down, close her eyes, recycle her mental power, and empty her mind. Closing his eyes, his hearing was even clearer, and Mo Zihan felt this area carefully.

Walls, moisture, breathing, air...... Faults in the air, direction of air flow.

Something is wrong with the air fault!

"Yang Weigang is open to guard." Mo Zihan suddenly opened his eyes and shouted to Yang Weigang at the back.

"Ahh

At the moment when Mo Zihan shouted, before Yang Weigang could react, suddenly a wooden thorn stabbed at him at close range, and he reacted conditionally to block his left hand in front of him, and the wooden thorn pierced his arm in the blink of an eye.

The shield in his hand fell uncontrollably to the ground, and he covered his left arm with a pale face, red blood kept flowing from the wound...... Even though it's a game world, their human pain nerves are still there.

Xi Changyan immediately ran to Yang Weigang's position to protect him behind him, and shot several shots at the location where the wooden thorn appeared, and the two doctors immediately released spells to stop the bleeding for him.

"Damn it!" Mo Zihan couldn't help frowning when he saw Yang Weigang injured. Her hand kept sketching, and a cumbersome formation emerged from under everyone's feet, and the next moment mysterious golden spells surrounded and generated, forming a protective circle, just wrapping several people in it.

"Yang Li, pull out the wooden thorns, Xiao Mo, Anping is optimistic about his blood." The release of this formation consumed nearly one-third of Mo Zihan's mana, and the mental power seemed to have been consumed by half, a kind of mental fatigue came from her brain, but she couldn't rest now. The enemies in the shadows have not yet been solved and cannot be relaxed.

Looking at the team interface, Yang Weigang's blood was directly lost by the wooden thorn, and it also had the effect of additional bleeding, which was really careless. I thought that if I had spiritual power, I would be foolproof, but I didn't expect to be slapped in the face by reality now. Fortunately, there was no bigger mistake, otherwise she would really be to blame.

"Bear with me." Ming Yuhao squatted in front of Yang Weigang and looked at the position of the wooden thorn, fortunately he did not hurt the major artery, and in an instant he pulled out the wooden thorn with force.

Yang Weigang endured and didn't make a sound, but his forehead was full of cold sweat. The wooden thorn was aimed at his head, but luckily he reached out to block it, otherwise he really didn't know if he would have lost his life here.

"Girl, can you still feel the monster hidden in the shadows?" Xi Lao's face was cautious, he didn't expect these monsters to play tricks. If Mo Zihan hadn't sensed that something was wrong, not only Yang Weigang, but a few of them would definitely have lost their lives here.

"I probe, Xi Lao and Uncle Xi attack, and others take cover." Mo Zihan's formation couldn't last long, and if they couldn't solve the monster hidden in the shadows as soon as possible, it would be very bad for them.

After speaking, Mo Zihan closed his eyes and emptied his mind, this time, coupled with the use of spiritual power, the perception of his five senses was more sensitive.

"Southeast, eight o'clock."

Xi Changyan and Xi Lao immediately shot when they heard this, and the handover of ice and fire made the whereabouts of the monster emerge for a moment.

"Northwest, three o'clock."

"Northeast, five o'clock."

……

After cooperating like this a few times, Xi Changyan and his son seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they shot more neatly.