The people of the 10th squad of the Monster Legion breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but laugh.

"Old Mo, you are too timid, how can you look like a man, no one has attacked you yet, you start screaming." The left eye of the god who got off his mount and brushed aside the grass laughed, "It's just a rabbit, what a waste of CD." ”

The treatment called Lao Mo was a little ashamed: "He just came down from the 8th team, and I heard the voice and thought he was here to kill me." ”

The two DPS and T, who came down to attack, also laughed and climbed onto their mounts. The left eye of the god was about to withdraw his hand from the grass, when he heard the healing on his mount and screamed again: "Ah, be careful! ”

A bright red crit number floated from the head of the god's left eye with a string of green poison numbers, "-12301", "-652", "-652", "-652"......

Called Lao Mo's treatment so frightened that he hurriedly got off the mount, but the moment he got off the mount, he saw Bai Yuhuo's face smiling strangely at him, he was frightened, and just gave the other party a chance to mend the knife. “-6239”。 God's left eye, pawn.

Groove, this is simply an uncle can bear it, and an aunt can't bear it! Kill people in front of them, kill them or provoke? The people surrounding Lao Mo got off their mounts one after another and threw their skills at Bai Yuhuo. Bai Yu was a cat and barked: "Ouch, ouch, it hurts." Sneaky into the grass again.

This time, the reaction of this team was much faster than just now, and as soon as the skill was lost, they immediately got on the mount. As soon as I looked up, I saw the fluctuations in the grass chasing after me. Lao Mo was stunned for a while, watching everyone in the team leave. It's not in a hurry, the 10th squad is just a little separated from the front and rear teams, because the grassland is very obstructive, so the squad and the squad are not completely connected.

If he is alone, it will really give people a chance to attack him. Lao Mo thought it was wrong, and hurriedly followed with a mount. But when he got into the grass, he realized that his teammates had run a little far, but fortunately he could still see the head, and he hurriedly ran towards the nearest head.

The speed of the mount is fast and slow, but Lao Mo is this mount. It's just not too fast. Seeing that his teammates were running a little far, he was anxious and shouted, "Hey, you four wait for me." ”

The nearest human head. Voices are heard. It slowed down gradually. Lao Mo breathed a sigh of relief, chased after him in one go, and only then did he get behind the man. Only then did he say again: "It's still hello, the three of them are too boring." Don't wait for me! ”

Wait a minute...... Four? There are only five people in the team, and in addition to himself, one more died, so there should be three left, right? It was too late for Lao Mo to find out about this, and the man he caught up with turned around and smiled at him: "Yes, it's better for me, you see that I stopped and waited for you, how can you repay me." ”

Lao Mo was so frightened that he quickly turned his head and wanted to run, but before the mount turned around, he saw that the man suddenly jumped up, it turned out that he was not riding on the mount, he was just standing on a big rock! The last thing Lao Mo left on this map was a scream. It's a pity that no one paid attention.

The three chasing people in front of them heard the screams, but unfortunately when they looked back, Lao Mo had already lay down, looking over from the grass, and there was no movement at all.

The berserker who took the lead spat and said, "Old Mo, this guy is too fond of screaming, like a girl." ”

The Templar in the back was a little worried, "Could it be that the man turned around and killed him?" ”

The Dharma God beside him said: "How is it possible, don't you see that the trace is still moving, chase it!" ”

The three of them turned around and chased after the moving traces, and the strange thing was that the three of them rode horses, but they were not as fast as the cat running on their waists, and they chased for so long a day, until the traces did not move, and the three of them chased after them.

"! Fooled! The berserker in the lead shouted, "Turn back, quick!" ”

In front of him, it was not the thief who sneaked up, but another dead rabbit. There was still a rope tied to the rabbit's feet, and now the rope was loose, and it was obvious that the person who was holding the rabbit just now had let go.

It was too late to turn back, and the moment the berserker screamed, an arrow with a golden light flew out of nowhere and pierced through his head. Weak attack plus critical hit, spare him as a berserker, and the blood instantly dropped to the bottom line.

The Templar who followed him immediately dismounted and wanted to give him a treatment, but as soon as he dismounted, he suddenly felt dizzy, and then his vision was blurry, and the person began to lose control. This is the archbishop's spiritual control skill!

The last Dharma God of the team saw that the situation was not good, and immediately turned around and ran, only after running two steps, he suddenly felt that his eyes were dazzled, and his eyes were drooping on the horse.

Another arrow flew in, easily taking away the berserker who was already running out of blood, and the Templars were anxious, and immediately used the ornament to release themselves from the control, and ran towards the god behind him, he had already been knocked off his horse, and he couldn't get on the horse without getting out of the fighting state.

Stand still, read the note, and the healing technique was about to be finished, when suddenly a concussive arrow came and knocked the Templar unconscious in place.

A crisp female voice came from an unknown direction: "You perverts, hurry up and kill people, is it interesting to torture people like this?" ”

"Roger!" Another crisp girl came from the left side of the Templar, and the Templar burst into tears, "Don't be a witch, don't be a witch, no, the witch isn't from the Axe Gang."

He just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that as long as it wasn't a witch, he wouldn't be afraid of a few women, but when he saw the red hair rushing out of the grass, he was sweating all over the waterfall. Nima, how did he forget that the Axe Gang has a woman who is even more savage than the witch, this red-haired witch, this iron nemesis!

Since Ji Xiaotao's last competition, he hooked out other people's Templars with an axe and pressed them under him to abuse him, Ji Xiaotao has several more titles, what "red-haired witch", what "iron nemesis", after the game, someone analyzed the abused Templar and found that people's equipment is quite good, because that guild also has sponsors, so the abused Templar is wearing level 150 top-level equipment, although it is not as good as the heavenly craftsman, but it is also produced by the divine craftsman.

The Templars in this way can be crushed to the ground by a female berserker, and how many Templars are trembling in their hearts. Even many people have a nightmare at night, dreaming of a red-haired witch who rides on herself and smashes her face with an axe while laughing wildly.

When Ji Xiaotao rushed out, she saw that the other party's legs were shaking, she braked suddenly, and scratched her head quite embarrassedly: "Oh, in fact, I'm not so savage, I'll be gentle this time." (To be continued......)