The boars didn't care about the mushroom head's thoughts, and driven by the elite boar monster, the wild boars surrounded the mushroom head. When the mentally retarded saw that the wild boar was going to go to the mushroom head to talk about life, he hurriedly made way for the wild boar in front of him. The mushroom head saw the wild boars surrounding him, and said with a sad face: "Big brother, I am wronged, you have to believe me, I am really wronged." Tian Fu looked at the wild boars, flicking his little tail, taking elegant small steps, and forcing the mushroom head away, not to mention how comfortable he was. The enemy's suffering is his greatest pleasure, not to mention that this suffering is directed by the enemy himself. The pleasure is self-evident.

The wild boars pressed towards the mushroom head, Tian Fu remembered this situation, there should be a sound of celebration here, and controlled the mentally handicapped to dance an impromptu dance to the mushroom head, and muttered in his mouth: "To the left, hey, to the right, hey, forward. . . ”

The mushroom head saw the joyful and sassy movements of the mentally retarded in his eyes, he looked at the mentally retarded face smiling into folds, and felt as uncomfortable as being stuffed with stool, and said in his heart: "Under my operation, it is true that the mentally retarded guy is 1V15." His eyes swept to the wild boars around: "When surrounded by pigs, there is no difference between nine people and one person, and there is a high probability that the mentally retarded can get out." When he thought that the wild boar would attack the players around him indiscriminately, and that it would be possible for the mentally retarded to get out of the pit, he only felt like someone had stuffed a piece of poop into his mouth.

When the mushroom head was full of thoughts, the wild boars took a step and began to rush towards the mushroom head at a faster speed. The mushroom head saw more than a dozen wild boars rushing towards him from all directions, such a number of wild boars gathered fire to attack, the mushroom head knew that he could not be spared, took a long breath, and said unwillingly: "Big brother, I am really wronged!" Suddenly, there was a mentally retarded voice in his ears: "Immortal law, pig escape, top Buddha." He looked up at the mentally retarded and saw that the mentally retarded raised his right hand and pointed it at him. Looking at the mentally retarded, it looks like the mentally retarded is commanding a group of pigs to attack the mushroom head.

Seeing the mentally retarded scene like this, the mushroom head said angrily: "Mentally retarded, it's almost over, don't go too far!" ”

Bronze Tree saw that the mentally retarded focused on teasing the mushroom head's body, and before the wild boar attacked the mushroom head, they didn't dare to make any moves, in case they made an attack that caused the wild boar's misunderstanding, or accidentally injured the wild boar behind the mentally retarded, causing the hatred of the wild boars, he was sure that the mentally retarded guy would definitely find a place, put down the little horse, turn on the play mode, and comment on their dodging difficulty coefficient from time to time. Based on his observations of the mentally retarded, he expected that even if their actions did not cause the boars to misunderstand, the mentally retarded guy would definitely find a way to create a beautiful misunderstanding and arouse the boars' hatred for them. Under the rat trap, the bronze tree did not attack the mentally retarded. At this time, the wild boars attacked the mushroom head, and the bronze tree would be polite to the mentally retarded, and his hand quietly pointed to the mentally retarded, and whispered in the crooked channel: "It's now." "The mages present in an instant, except for the mentally retarded substitute ghost of Mushroom Head, all the mage's staffs lit up with the unique brilliance of spells.

Although Tian Fu was teasing the mushroom head, he still forgot that there were still a bunch of hostile players around him. Under the appearance of seemingly proud life, his attention has always been on other players, and he is ready to deal with other players' attacks. The bronze tree quietly pointed to the mentally retarded, Tian Fu saw it, and Tian Fu also heard the footsteps from the bushes behind him, and as soon as the magic light flashed around, Tian Fu saw it in his eyes. Holding the white phosphorus bomb in his left hand, he pinched the sky with his right hand, and glanced at the mushroom head. The wrist of his left hand shook back and threw it behind him, a large puff of white smoke came out, and the light and shadow on the mentally handicapped body flashed, and a phantom shadow disappeared into the white smoke.

The mentally retarded action did not escape the eyes of the bronze tree, and the bronze tree saw that the phantom was submerged in the white smoke, and frowned: "What remains in place is the phantom returning body?" Before he could figure it out, the mentally retarded who remained in place raised his right hand, and the piece of wool in his hand crossed an arc in the air and smashed on the excited little ant. Turning into a gray mist, it engulfs the excited little ants and a patch of sunshine. There are few spells that allow the mage to move and cast spells, and the excited little ant sees the ball of thread flying, and only hopes that the damage of the incoming object is not high, so as not to interrupt his spell casting. The excited little ant was hit by the thread group, and there was no expected explosion and attribute damage, and there was no blood on the top of his head, and he didn't believe it: "It's okay? The figure slowly began to shake violently. The familiar scene immediately reminded him of the sword-footed tarantula, the three big fireballs that were about to take shape in front of him, and exclaimed: "Soar to the feather." As soon as the words fell, the passionate little ant figure lost control, and with three booms, the fireball that was gathering exploded. The excited little ant lost control, causing the Lianzhu Fireball to fail to cast the spell, and the explosion caused by it spread to the Qingyunhua beside him. Qingyunhua's Purgatory Hell, which had already taken shape, was just waiting to be sent, and as soon as he pressed the release button, his character was affected by the explosion of the fierce little ant and the big fireball, coupled with the influence of the sky's mighty feathers, the ghost knew that his Purgatory Hell was lost in that position.

At this time, there was a piece of sunshine, mentally retarded, and the bronze tree was barely in a straight line. A piece of sunlight is relatively close to the mushroom head, there is a wild boar on the side, it is rare to have a chance to output mental retardation, he did not dare to use the lethal and time-consuming skills, wasted this opportunity, picked up a quick attack spell, and pointed the staff in his hand: "Stone throwing cannon!" "A bucket of boulders flew towards the mentally retarded. Due to the accuracy of the skill itself, he also made a hasty move, coupled with the impact of the wild boar from his side, stepping on the war trampling and whistling, causing the ground to shake, making it impossible for him to aim accurately. The stone projectile that was supposed to go straight to the mentally retarded did pass over the head of the mentally retarded and flew towards the bronze tree. Tian Fu looked at the flight trajectory of the stone bullet, and the landing point was behind the bronze tree, and said in his heart: "Opportunity." Jumping up, the gust of horses and winds was used, and the mentally retarded put one hand on the stone bullet and flew towards the bronze tree.

Bronze Tree was surprised when he saw the mentally retarded flying on a stone bullet: "What? At this time, his spell blade whirlwind had not yet taken shape, and he could not meet the conditions for attack. I could only watch the mental retardation approach.

The stone bullet flew over the bronze tree, the mentally retarded feet glared at the stone bomb, his hands were spread out, his back jumped down, the sun shone on the mentally retarded body, and the shadow cast happened to shroud the bronze tree in it, this scene instantly reminded the bronze tree of the picture of the eagle predatoring, although the relationship between the two was hostile, the bronze tree still sighed: "This wave of operations is really extremely powerful." I only heard the sound of a silk thread sliding sounded, and the mentally retarded appeared behind the bronze tree, and the bronze tree's blood bar disappeared instantly.

Bronze Tree looks at the system prompt: The player is mentally retarded on you using the art of disappearing the health bar, surviving the liver that is the dead zone. You are attacked by the player's retarded piercing skill, and the player's retarded piercing skill pierces the liver area. The art of disappearing health bar takes effect and you are dead.

After reading the system prompt, Bronze Tree also checked the introduction of the art of disappearing the health bar, and watched his death replay from the perspective of the mentally retarded, and was amazed by the precise attack of the mentally retarded: "Flying, spinning, pulling closer, and making the knife in one go, without any superfluous movements, let alone aiming and waiting too much, and raising the eye to the knife on the ground, accurately hitting the immediate death area of the art of the disappearance of the health bar." With such control, the title of the art of disappearing health bars is really for players with mental disabilities. ”

As soon as I rushed out of the smoke area of the white phosphorus bomb at night, I saw the picture of the mentally retarded killing the bronze tree. His brows furrowed slightly, and he thought, "Since the mentally retarded can kill the bronze tree in seconds, he can naturally kill other mages in seconds." "In order to attack the mentally retarded or avoid the elite boar monsters, the remaining mages scattered around and fought on their own, showing signs of being alone. At this time, the wild boar herd, under the command of the elite boar monster, trampled the mushroom head to death in the hooves. Where the wild boar herd can be blocked, only the small bushes behind you can block the wild boars. Xin said: "The messy endgame is the most taboo to be alone, and huddling for warmth is the best choice." He said to the crowd, "The mages are behind us." "There are three armor soldiers who are slightly cool at night to build a line of defense for the mage, providing space for the mage to output, although the idea is good, but in the face of a dozen wild boar herds, it is just a comfort in my heart.

The passionate little ant master naturally knows the importance of the disadvantaged group to keep warm. As soon as the voice of the night was slightly cool, the excited little ants and these mages immediately ran towards the night and the night. After killing the bronze tree, the mentally retarded came to a place where a wild boar passed by, and pressed his hand to the ground: "The water is melting." "There's an earthy color on it. Tian Fu looked at the excited little ants and the others running towards the night Weiliang, and said to the night Weiliang with a smile: "At night, it is said that the actions of the old bird elite can be predicted, but only the behavior of the rookie cannot be predicted. Since the woods are the only terrain you can use here, I hope that what I leave there will be you will like. The night was slightly chilly, and the little ants and others stopped running and stopped in place in horror. It was slightly cool at night, and the four of them stopped together and didn't run behind him. Immediately thought of what the mentally handicapped had just said, and with a bad premonition in his heart, he hurriedly said, "Ant, what's the matter?" The excited little ant reached out and pointed behind the night breeze. , turned around in the night and looked at it, but saw the figure of the mushroom head walking out of the smoke area. Seeing this scene, the night was slightly cool and stunned. I couldn't believe it, and said: "He actually left the image of the mushroom head here... At this time, I only heard the mentally retarded shout: "Big brother, that is empty, the body is there." The night was slightly cool and hurriedly looked back, only to see the elite wild boar monster following the direction of the mentally retarded finger, his eyes fell on the image of the mushroom head, his eyes were red, and he opened his mouth to hum at the image of the mushroom head. In the night, he muttered to himself: "Big brother, I was wronged!" ”