Liang De is like a nimble winged earthworm, digging and swimming quickly in the soil, followed by four or five dark blue tracking ground-penetrating bombs, like a group of bloodthirsty piranhas, biting the back of Liang De's ass and chasing after it.

Shovel, don't you know that a straight man's ass can't be chased!

He has suffered enough of this kind of ground-penetrating tracking bomb these days, not because of its own power, but because this kind of scout ground-penetrating bullet specially made by the judge has a built-in large-range broadcasting module, as long as a scout ground-penetrating bomb finds him, it will immediately notify all the nearby guided strange objects to chase and kill together, it is simply a strengthened cloud-piercing arrow, which makes Liang De very annoyed.

Juan Shiyu has already set up dozens of Phantom Sea Nest Reefs in the Boundless Forest, and almost the entire class in the second year of the Maritime Studies Department is treating her as a human flesh true qi machine, and all kinds of strange things are pouring out of the Phantom Sea Nest Reef like splitting and breeding.

Liang De no longer dared to stay within fifty meters below the surface, and at that distance, dense automatic war puppets were crowded with soil, ten times more blocked than the second ring road on a rainy day, and it was a dead end to go.

These days, Liang De has deeply realized the connotation of the three words Haikelu, as long as the explosive troops are tired and have an advantage, how can you be hard and strong? Even if you're a 530-carat Star of Africa, you can be blown alive into a pile of chipped diamonds that can only be set in clusters.

It's not that he hasn't tried to forcibly break through the ground in the past few days and confront the judge head-on, playing a decapitation tactic, but this black long straight royal sister's mechanical baleen whale group is a group of ten thousand cannons in unison, Liang De's small body can't bear it at all, so he can only drive a super-speed regeneration to escape from the belly of the turret whale regardless of the loss, and he has to lose at least ten pounds when he enters and exits.

Liang De, who had plummeted in height, fell deeper and deeper on the road of digging holes in order not to shrink into a 1/8 scale real figure, and became the lowest sinking user of the Boundless Forest.

He didn't remember how deep he had dug anymore, as long as he didn't get to the end, he dug down.

The scout who was judging the time was also thinking about the ground-drilling, chasing after him and not being able to shake it off.

Liang De led a few ground-penetrating bombs that chased him to the trap he had specially dug before, and the muscles on the surface of his body vibrated violently, artificially creating a tunnel collapse and burying all these ground-penetrating bombs.

A dull series of explosions came from the collapsed mound, then calmed down.

It's kind of a little bit of a stop.

Liang De dived dozens of meters in the soil layer again, reached out and dug out a space where he could lie down normally, and his eyes were paralyzed like an expired salted fish.

These days, he and Juan Shi Yu are like playing a tower defense game, fighting wave after wave, with breaks in between for as long as a day or two and as short as an hour or two, depending on how quickly Ju Shi Yu modifies the design and updates the class.

The problem is that these varied soldiers sent by Juan Shiyu have neither experience points nor equipment after fighting, and Liang De is only a lonely person, once he is completely finished, he can only go all out every time, regardless of consumption, to earn his life in the sea of machinery.

Fortunately, Juan Shiyu has not been able to lock Liang De's exact location, and his forces are relatively scattered, and he has not yet broken through Liang De's limit.

Hehe, only a widow can know where her man is every night.

A guy who wants to catch me? You're still far away!

The nutrient reserves are almost exhausted, so I have to ask my brother to send more food and grass.

Liang De has been relying on the pigweed sent by Li Daidi every day for the past few days, and he has not been able to spare time to teach her boxing.

There is a saying, pigweed is still very delicious, although the entrance is slightly bitter, but there is a fresh and long aftertaste, just like the indifferent forest beautiful girl I met by chance in a public classroom, I felt nothing when I saw it, but after a while, I found that all I was thinking about was her.

It's just that the proportion of nutrient transformation of devoured plants is still too low to support long-term high-intensity operations.

Juan Shiyu's offensive is getting stronger and stronger, and he must teach his younger brother to hunt wild beasts as soon as possible.

Liang De lay down and lit a cigarette, in the mint-flavored pale blue smoke, waiting for Li Daidi to knock on the vending machine again.

……

Knock knock.

Liang De's embarrassed face appeared on the screen of the vending machine, there was no stubble because he was reluctant to spend nutrition to grow a beard, and there were no dark circles because he ran every day until the blood flow accelerated, and there was no subcutaneous bruise and pigmentation at all.

The actor who appreciates the food of the ancestor does not need to rely on makeup, he can act with his eyes.

When Li Daidi saw Liang De's embarrassed eyes, he couldn't help but send a large bundle of pigweed.

"Master, you're starving."

"How is it possible, Master delicacies from the mountains and seas every day, eat fragrant and drink spicy, I am a deliberate deep decadent makeup, Buddha and mourning, now girls eat this set, you are still young, I don't understand." Liang De received the bales of pigweed and sucked hard.

Hogweed is really addictive, suck and suck.

Li Daidi also learned from Liang De's example, took a small handful of pigweed and launched the devouring method of devouring the sky and the earth, and sucked it beautifully.

It's nice to fill your stomach with grass.

Liang De finished sucking a few bundles of pigweed, wiped the residue from his mouth with the back of his hand, and prepared to perform his master's duties.

"Take my brother, you let go of your control, stretch your muscles, and let me see the results of your cultivation."

"Oh." Li Daidi let go of the golden snake's rigid and soft control over the skeletal muscles, her small body grew like a sponge that had absorbed water, her thin cheeks plumped, her shabby clothes were tensed by strong muscles, and the iron flow in the meridians was agitated, and the momentum surrounded the little girl.

Eagle flutter! Crane peck! Pigeon hidden!

Li Daidi demonstrated the first three styles of Fengming's iron cloth shirt at a glance, and his energy moved with him, rolling up the grass clippings and dust on the ground, like a gray dragon, hovering at low altitude with her steps.

When Li Daidi used the third type of pigeon hide, her body loomed under the interaction of the external qi of the hundred birds and the internal qi of the iron flow, and she could not see the reality clearly, as if she was moving forward, and it seemed that she was not coming, if there was none, it was difficult to lock the movement.

Magpie stepping on branches!

Li Daidi kicked on the ground on his toes, leaving a deep footprint on the ground, her whole body rose into the sky, and in the sharp sound of breaking the air, an iron phantom passed through the clouds.

The sound of breaking the air gradually faded, and Li Daidi's body fell from the sky lightly, stopping on a larch tree more than 20 meters high.

I only heard a click, the whole pine tree split in half, Li took his arms back into the shape of wings, and two straw shoes clicked on the half-tilted trunk and ran down.

Liang De could see it clearly, just now Li took his brother to use a swallow scissor while jumping on the magpie branch, and the sharp iron flow on the palm edge cut the larch in half from bottom to top with the momentum of jumping.

Flowing water, clean and neat.

It's only been five or six days since I last visited...... There is no equipment to assist in self-cultivation of Feng Ming's twelve styles to practice to the fifth style, mom, is she a martial arts wizard who is one in ten thousand.

"Master, I'm done with everything." Li Daidi looked at Liang De nervously, for fear that the master would think that he was stupid and would not come to teach her kung fu in the future.

"So-so." Liang De's eyes wandered, "Ordinary qualifications, average level, worse than me."

You practice the Fengming Twelve Styles yourself, and today I will teach you something else. ”