Chapter Twenty-Nine: What You Need to Know About Jungle Adventure

Qingyan on the side listened to the words of the two fangs, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"The moment just now, it looks like the duke's attack." Qingyan muttered to herself.

Obviously, you can use experience to judge the attack trajectory and pointing movements, but I don't know why I can't dodge smoothly.

Speaking of Duke Dracula, Qing Yan was also a little distressed. It's not like she's never tried to fight the duke in the castle face to face, but every time she can't resist the duke's power no matter what method she uses, and finally flees, leaving her practically helpless against the vampire.

Guan Yue sighed, also lifted her defensive posture, shook her head, and decided not to deal with such a complicated issue for the time being. "If you use this ability to fight us from the beginning, we're afraid we won't be able to survive a round."

"Would you use all your strength to fight a fly?" Futaba asked as a matter of course.

Guan Yue and Qingyan were speechless.

Can it only be said that he picked up a life from the ghost gate?

Guan Yue didn't dare to think about it backwards, the oppressive feeling of death still lingered around him, making him covered in cold sweat.

"I'm very optimistic about you, try to pass the parade." Futaba got up, picked up the paper he had thrown on the ground, and turned to leave.

So what exactly did she do? Does it make the level more difficult? Or do you see bugs and hit them......

Qingyan used the materials she carried to help Guan Yue treat her wounds. "Why are you here?"

Guan Yue inhaled the cold air and told her about seeing Qing Yan being taken away by Wen Lian, and Qing Yan realized that she almost lost her life in a daze.

"I said that your heart is really big enough, and you dare to be curious and adventurous in this environment." Guan Yue knocked on Qingyan's head.

After wrapping Guan Yue's wound, she nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly remembered something. "Am I ...... Sorry to bother you? ”

Close the monthly support. That's why you realized that I was asking for trouble when I saved you? Did you even almost lose your life for meddling!

As he thought, he couldn't help but increase the strength in his hand and knock on Qingyan's head again. "The battle just now has alarmed the people around us, and it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time."

"Sss It hurts so much, Qingyan covered her forehead, and her painful eyes were filled with tears.

The gentle Guan Yue finally couldn't hold back her temper in a series of nonsense......

Qing Yan pursed her mouth and followed behind Guan Yue.

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After the figures of the two disappeared, Wen Lian, who was originally motionless and breathless, moved his arm slightly, and then stood up supporting the ground.

"These people still have the habit of whipping corpses." Wen Lian twitched the corners of his mouth as he pulled off the blades of grass on his body one by one, inhaled painfully, and then picked up his severed hand that had been discarded at random and put it back on his body.

Every time, until this time, Wen Lian couldn't help but sigh thanks to the fact that he was a necromancer.

For necromancers, death is a blurred line that can be stepped on casually, and resurrection from the dead could not be easier. Wen Lian secretly said that he was lucky while moving his body, but fortunately the other party did not have the habit of breaking corpses!

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Wen Lian firmly remembered the appearance of the three of them, and flashed into the jungle with a cat's waist.

But before he could react, a two-dimensional passage opened under his feet again.

Futaba felt it out and slashed it directly at his heart, and then he was about to cut off his head.

Wen Lian was so frightened that he immediately opened his magic shield and shouted, "I'll quit." ”

Just as Futaba's blade was about to kiss Wen Lian's neck, a warm white light rippled, and Wen Lian disappeared from the spot.

"Tsk, that's a pity." Futaba muttered to himself.

It was rare that she remembered that she seemed to have been fooled by Wen Lian halfway through, and turned back to it.

There was a 'boom' and a loud bang came from the other end of the forest.

The jungle was exaggerated and burst into a large cloud of smoke.

Futaba is staggering.

Looking at this situation, could that bastard go berserk again?