In the trough, there were not only torches, but also a large number of bonfires burning......

The fat man clearly saw that there were countless female warriors in ambush at the end of the sight distance! The front row is lined with guns, and the back row is ready to fight with bows and arrows!

The footsteps behind are coming, this is the front and the back, Nima This is Cao Mengde's defeat of Huarong Road! The problem is that I didn't even have time to laugh, and I didn't have a little brother around me to laugh - the crow and the poisonous ivy, all of them were dead again......

The fat man was wounded all over his body, drenched in blood, and staggered to his feet.

Fortunately, the female warrior's visual distance is not as good as that of the fat man, or she can't see clearly in the dark, and even if she hears footsteps, she doesn't shoot rashly. Otherwise, the fat man will probably turn into a porcupine on the spot - according to the virtue of the monster, I am afraid that he will become a roast pig in a minute......

Fortunately, the pursuers and ambushes were slightly disconnected, and they had not yet formed a siege for a while.

Fortunately, at this time, the weakening period has passed, and although the fat man almost wants to collapse, he still risks the risk of the wound bursting, and the werewolf changes at the first time, turns ninety degrees, and the wolf jumps away.

Is it really a wolf jump......

The fat man secretly rejoiced, the commander or the master, but the night combat ability of these monsters is limited, and it is possible that they can't work. The shouts of killing came and went, but there were not many monsters chasing after them.

When the shouting of killing was inaudible, the fat man finally fell to the ground, bleeding from large and small wounds. The second time the werewolf changed, it was obvious that the injury was aggravated, and the blood loss was faster.

"Hahahaha!" The fat man laughed in the dark, and then stopped abruptly.

If there is an ambush here, it will really be a small life......

Fortunately, the fat man is not Cao Mengde, and the commander over there is not Zhuge Liang.

The fat man lay on the ground and straightened up the corpse, and finally took off the treasure bag with great difficulty, and found a red crystal bottle from it. His hands were so sore that he couldn't pull out the cork.

After a long time, the fat man sat up and brought the crystal bottle to his mouth. Bite the wooden stopper and exert force together with your head and hands. The cork was finally pulled out, but the red liquid had spilled over most of the bottle.

A strong smell of blood, which usually makes me feel sick, now smells refreshing.

The fat man drank the remaining small half bottle of liquid into his stomach.

I don't know where I am.

The fat man didn't care to breathe, and immediately summoned the crow, and then the fierce poison vine. The consequence is a wave of dizziness and a star.

The crow immediately rose into the air to alert, and within a few hundred meters, there was indeed no sign of pursuit. The Fierce Poison Vine also shuttles around the fat man, acting as a close guard.

These two loyal little brothers did not know that they had just died once. The fat man's mood is still a little complicated......

The injury gradually improved, but the wound was still bleeding. At this time, the fat man had already regained some strength, opened another bottle of red liquid, and poured it down.

The liquid is miraculous – the wound is healing at a visible rate. It may take some time to fully recover your health, but the effect of hemostasis and healing is immediate.

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in the fat man's mind. As the old man said in response to a question, "There is a certain amount of life and mana for the transferee, and this number will increase with the level of the person. When you're running low on mana, you'll feel nauseous and vomit and won't be able to complete the summons. ”

The life referred to here is obviously not the concept of lifespan. When the wound bleeds, the red liquid can stop the bleeding and heal the wound - this refers to life, right?

So, will the blue liquid solve the problem of lack of mana?

The fat man was a very adventurous fat man, and immediately took out a bottle of blue liquid. When the cork is removed, there is a sour and fishy smell that hits my mouth and nose.

Well, good medicine is good for disease. It must be like this...... Right?

The fat man pinched his nose and poured it down!

Thing! The feeling of dizziness disappears instantly!

No more problems. The blue potion is the mana potion that replenishes the lack of mana. The red liquid is the liquid of life, which replenishes the loss of life, and more specifically, replenishes the blood......

The fat man immediately tried it and turned into a werewolf, and his body was not unwell!

It seems that the transferee has a certain amount of life and mana in his body. And under normal conditions, life and mana can be slowly restored - such as continuous summoning or transformation, mana will be scarce. But after a while, this problem will not arise.

And in an emergency, life and mana can rely on these two potions to replenish urgently, it must be like this!

This so-called "certain amount" should be the threshold. Below the threshold, it can recover to the threshold on its own, and when the threshold is reached, it will no longer grow. The increase in this threshold is accompanied by the increase in the level. The increase in level refers to the increase in the number of blades, right?

Hehe, injuries can improve IQ...... What is the feeling of sudden enlightenment? Brother is smart and bursts with the feeling of wood?

The fat man tasted two kinds of liquid medicine - the red liquid medicine, which was salty, sweet and slightly spicy. The blue liquid is sour and bitter, and the taste is astringent.

The common feature is that it smells bad and is even harder to drink.

The common feature is that it works!

The werewolf state is eliminated when the time comes, but the fat man is excited in his weakness - in the combat state, if he keeps taking drugs, isn't he invincible?

It's a pity that the monster is not so gentlemanly - it's drug time, and I'll fight it after taking drugs......

This treasure bag can still be loaded, but it is not very convenient to take it out, and it is impossible to do so on the battlefield.

Hey?

The fat man's mind flashed again, and he eagerly packed up his treasure bag, and accelerated his journey, far bypassing most of the cemetery, and finally returning to the big tree where the treasure was buried.

By this time the light had already dawned.

Although there was no sun, the blue fog in the sky lit up, probably because of the haze-like effect.

I don't know how thick this green fog is, and why it completely obscures the sun. Or is there just no sun in the Kan Continent?

Not far from the big tree, the fat man dug up a dirty cloth belt, which had been ripped from the waist of a female warrior yesterday......

Well, on the battlefield, anything can happen.

At that time, the battle situation was not particularly urgent, and the fat man did not sweep the female warrior with a mace, but pulled it casually, and the female warrior flew out.

Then, the fat man had a long cloth belt in his hand.

Well, since you have done it, you have to admit it. Now that it's torn off, let's take it away - I don't know if the female warrior has dropped her pants......

Well, this one doesn't matter.

The fat man found that in the middle of this cloth belt, there were four small pockets sewn very close to each other. Two of them were empty, and the other two were filled with red crystal bottles.

The sanitary conditions on the battlefield are very poor, the female soldiers probably do not bathe, and the cloth belt used close to the body does not taste much better, and it looks extremely dirty. After the fat man took out the crystal bottle, he casually threw away the cloth belt.

Even worried about leaving some clues, he dug a pit and buried it. After all, it's not far from the big tree where the fat man hides his treasure.

The fat man held up this dirtier cloth belt in disgust - well, tied around the waist, or could it be used on the battlefield? After all, it's much more convenient than a treasure bag.

Even, this is also a piece of equipment?

The fat man excitedly found a sheepskin rolled out and covered the cloth belt.

, this is not only a piece of equipment, but also a very useful piece of equipment!

"Azure Radiance, Frieze"

"Defense: 2;

"Number of grids: 8;

"+10% to Ice Resistance;

"+1 to the light range;

"+15 to Attack Accuracy."

This cloth band, ah no, the frieze, has turned tender blue, and it is filthy and smellless. It turns out that the parchment roll also has the effect of cleaning and restoration.

The concept of defense, the fat man already understands a little, and the defense of the leather vest is 24. The defense of the sash is better than nothing. The rest of the attributes are not new - what does "number of grids" mean?

The fat man checked it carefully, and it turned out that there were not four small pockets on it, but eight! Or is it that before the assignment with the parchment roll, it was four, and after the assignment, it became eight?

In other words, I can carry eight bottles of potions with me to the battlefield?

The fat man took out a bottle of red potion and a bottle of blue potion from his treasure bag, and tried to insert it into the small pocket on the ribbon.

Uh, something strange happened!

Two crystal bottles the size of inkwell bottles were inserted into the ribbon, but there was no bulging feeling, it was exactly like not being inserted!

This is...... Lost?

The fat man rummaged through his pockets again, but the crystal bottle appeared in his hand.

Hey, it's fun!

The fat man inserts it in and gets it out, takes it out and gets it in, and he never gets tired of it. It's like it's gone, but when you reach out and touch it, it's still there!

The magical continent of Candras......

When he had had enough, the fat man wrapped the ribbon around his waist. Well, it's a belt, and it just needs to be knotted. If you're in a hurry, it's easy to get into trouble.

However, my brother is not the kind of person who is not very picky.

Pulling up his pants really doesn't matter compared to losing his life.

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