Speaking of this, Hei Jia was a little helpless: "I said you, why are you crazy, isn't it just a dead person, you just lost a little experience, and it's not reality, why are you so angry?" This is good, not to mention anything else, you will be reimbursed for the boat fare! Forget it, just like you, no mother-in-law is willing to spend money on you when you are a duck. ”

Black Armor shattered thoughts.

Brother Tiger smiled bitterly, his hand stretched out to his back with great effort, a knife and a shot were cold and thick, and the tentacles were comfortable, making people want to slash down.

After thinking for a while, he asked Hei Jia: "You said that those of us who have equipment, we can put down nothing and don't care, the big deal is to block the resurrection point for people, if those life players die, what will be left?" ”

Heijia smiled: "You say this to Lao Wang, you don't know, since Lao Wang overturned the bull, plus relying on him to defeat Defina, Quandong Road is his final say, he wants to fight, let's follow." ”

"Then if you have to choose between Manniu and Lao Wang, which one do you choose?"

Hei Jia didn't say anything, and seemed to be just paying attention to the muddy road conditions.

Qibao thought for a while and said something quite pertinent: "If I choose, no matter how many times I will follow Lao Wang to fight, you will not be there when the brute bull abandons the pit, you may not know, although the East Road is stable at that time, it is peaceful...... It's terrible, when the West Road comes to rob, we are all obedient, and we don't even have the opportunity to find someone to fight alone, this kind of person can make the entire East Road safe and dead, but this kind of East Road, in our opinion, is actually better than going to do a big job. ”

Brother Tiger was thoughtful.

"It's here" Heijia said: "Special circumstances, we can only spend the night in this ghost place tonight, without the little girls on the West Road, it's hard to endure the long night......"

Brother Hu said embarrassedly: "Pay attention to quality, there are female comrades in our team." ”

Qibao smiled, and in his opinion, there was some mysterious banter: "Don't you know that many boys like to establish female accounts?" ”

Brother Tiger trembled violently under his crotch at the moment, and then looked complicated at Qibao.

A semi-natural cave may also be the most characteristic of the Hell Swamp road, which is why many caravans would rather take a long detour than pass by this hellish place.

There is a kind of demonic beast that lies in ambush underground and resembles a ghost, commonly known as "wrist grabbing ghost", which usually lurks underground in ethnic groups. Whenever a weak beast or human enters it, it will leap up and drag its prey into the mud, and it is said that some of the most vicious brachier groups will even attack large beasts or elite bosses. Of course, the wicked have their own wicked grinding, the nails of the wrist catcher are a good material for making astrolabe, and it is also the favorite of the fortune teller, due to the group residence and their own strength is not weak, the nails of the wrist catcher on the black market have been in short supply, and the empty cave after the death of the wrist catcher has become a natural hotel for adventurers, ventilated and insulated, but it is a little damp, and it is easy to have rheumatism when living for a long time.

The hole in front of him was even enough to accommodate a sturdy beast spirit like Black Armor to look up and go in, which showed that the size of the race would not be too small.

After Hei Jia entered, there was a wail in the cave, and there was a faint bloody breath coming out, and after a while, Hei Jia came up, holding the corpse of the wrist grabbing ghost in his hand: "Bad luck, it's an empty shell, there is only this male and a female left." Well, I'm going to find a supper seller, and I'll rely on these two things to fill my stomach for a few nights. ”

Brother Tiger was skeptical that this thing could be eaten.

"It won't taste like you'd think, but you still can't think about it." Black Armor said with relief.

Fortunately, the wrist catcher usually has the habit of keeping warm with hay and firewood, and Shippo gathers the debris in the cave together, and the small fireball can easily rise into flames.

The fire is imprinted on people's faces, and it is easy to get drowsy after a long time.

Brother Tiger tore off a huge piece of cloth originally transported on the carriage and put it in the rear, the warmth was refracted back, and the back was no longer cold, which was also a small trick for survival in the wild.

The wrist-grabbing ghost resembles a monkey, or a dwarf who has not seen the sun all year round, and the black armor only chops off its head in line with the principle of not wasting it, and has all kinds of arms and legs, and then peels off the thin skin like a frog after picking off the dirt, revealing a body of pink and white flesh.

There were no condiments, and the half-cooked pieces of meat were torn and swallowed by the three of them. Hei Jia was really hungry, and a big battle during the day consumed a lot of mana, so he devoured a large piece of his pelvic bone and leg alone, with a large amount of meat attached to it, and his mouth was slurred: "Grandma's, look who eats whom!" ”

There is such a big-bellied man, not afraid of food waste, Brother Tiger ate the right arm, Qibao was still unsatisfied, took the heart and lung lobes out of the organs, cleaned them with water, and put them on the grill. After the outer layer is baked until reddish-brown, cut off with a knife, cooked and cut in a circle.

"You say, what happened to Brother Tiger during the day?" Qibao burned fine wood and rubbed his hands, breaking the silence after the meal: "It's not the energy of the soul, if it is said that this is done by some illusionist, then he probably can't be Dongdalu, no Hariran dares to joke with Jean." ”

"Besides, I haven't crossed paths with any illusionists." Brother Tiger smiled bitterly.

This is a rather unpopular profession, almost at the same level as a soothsayer, and its combat ability is infinitely close to zero.

Illusionists probably have these functions, one is to enhance the allies, using the skills of illusion talent to create an invincible environment for the allies, in this case, the warriors can often be more than pain, the more brave they are to the death, the other is to apply the exclusive skills of the profession that covers the sky and the dark curtain to hide a large number of troops, the higher the level, the more allies can be hidden, generally on the night when the large army is ready to sneak attack, there will never be a shortage of illusionists with the army. Finally, it affects the enemy and makes the enemy fall in a charming environment, but the skill casts for a long time and has a very high chance of backlash. In the past, there were also buffs applied to oneself in battle, such as conjuring up the appearance of some gods or beasts behind oneself to deter the enemy, but the more people there are, the easier it is to be recognized, and today's situation is obviously unlikely.

"Speaking of which......" Shippo broke the silence, "what kind of god is Jean in your Harriland?" ”

Rao is a tiger brother who is not afraid of heaven and earth, and he also has a rare sense of solemnity at this moment: "It can be said that it is Harriland's creation god, you can completely understand it this way, without him, maybe Hariran is now just an inferior race on the East Road or simply a slave like a war demon, understand?" ”

Hei Jia was speechless: "So good? ”

"Nonsense" Brother Tiger gave him a blank look: "You yourself know that in terms of combat ability alone, Hariran is naturally as fragile as a child in the face of the beast spirit, but Jean is ...... He was silent for a moment. ”

Qibao Heijia didn't answer at this time.

Jean is a strange man, in the early stage of his rise, he destroyed countless heroes of the Western Great Road, even the dwarven god Oro suffered a great loss at his hands, the Eastern Continent regarded him as a hero, and he was also the first to propose that the war demon be listed as the liberator of the intelligent race from oppression. It was also he who single-handedly established the Harilo Empire, which once unified the Eastern Great Road, at the cost of his own strangulation of his brother Tayang, who was like a compatriot, and slaughtered his descendants one by one in the next hundred years, truly cutting down the grass and eradicating the roots. It is said that when his hands were on Tayang's neck, the good brother who had grown up with him was powerless to struggle, and all he could do was stare into Jean's eyes.

Tayang is also the spiritual totem of the beast spirit clan, the god in charge of wild talents.