The night grew deeper and deeper. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There are several low-level training grounds in Fengmeng Town, and there are slightly more people than here during the day, but there are about ten or twenty people.

Most players will rest and sleep after a day of fighting, or have the energy to rush to the sub-class, or even romantic, and take the female ticket to the hill not far from the town guard to see the starry sky.

Those who practice their skills here are basically rookie players who are bored and have nothing to do, so they will familiarize themselves with their skills in this place, practice proficiency and the like.

After all, how could a master come to such a place, to put it mildly, a real strong person should grow up in bruising.

Liu Jing walked up to the dummy, lowered his head and pressed it before walking back.

Bai Song looked stunned: "What about your skills?" ”

"Let it go." Liu Jing glanced at it lightly: "It's just that it's a trap skill." ”

“......”

Bai Song waved his hand at Liu Jing: "Goodbye." ”

This is, the trap skill is placed in front of the dummy, and it looks like there is no result for a lifetime, and it is placed so far away from the dummy.

"Don't worry, you can trigger it." Liu Jing looked at the skill description, then picked up a small thing and threw it over: "Remote triggering is also fine." ”

Bai Song stopped, wanting to see what this skill was, and he actually had a very superficial understanding of the arsonist Bai Song.

Smack.

The trap triggered, and a thin tube was drilled out of the ground, aiming at the nearest dummy target, and a fiery snake erupted.

The flames were as slender as lasers, and they continued to spray on the dummy's body, and the dummy endured it for a while and burned through a hole.

The low-level dummy was actually destroyed!

The scene here also alarmed others, most of them were rookies, and their skills were at most scratches and even traumas for low-level dummies.

But it's not surprising that the dummy puppet is now poked out of a hole in what looks like a red agitation.

When they went to look at the people again, they found that the people in that place were gone.

Pulling Liu Jing to walk on the street, Bai Song looked at the monster's expression: ", the damage you just now broke the protection, although it is just a low-level puppet, if I didn't pull you away, you would be famous." ”

"It's not that strong, it's out of the strengthening of passive skills." Liu Jing said indifferently, as if what happened just now had nothing to do with him.

It turned out to be a few skills, and Bai Song's surprise was a little less, but even so, he still felt incredible. It seems that without thinking about self-preservation, the arsonist is simply a terrible slaughtering machine.

"Why isn't there a hidden profession for me?" Thinking of this, Bai Song sighed, and couldn't help but think of the two weak chickens who were related to thieves and hidden professions, and after thinking about it, forget it.

There are rare skill channels that do not turn to hidden classes, but will be stronger.

"Do you want to go to ......" Bai Song looked at Liu Jing's explosive output, if he went to the bat cave, it wouldn't be all burned, but when he thought that Liu Jing might be being followed, he took it back.

"Where are you going?" Seeing that Bai Song wanted to speak and stopped, Liu Jing asked.

"Forget it, it's fine." Bai Song shook his head.

"Oh? It's okay? Liu Jing rubbed his eyelids: "It's okay, I'll go offline and rest first, I'm a little tired today." ”

"Okay, you can sleep." Bai Song walked directly past Liu Jing's side, and waved his hand behind without looking back.

After leaving with Liu Jing, Bai Song found a hidden place to change into a mask, and returned to the appearance of the scumbag uncle.

The moon is dark and kills the night, and the wind is high and the sky is on fire.

Bai Song walked out of the prop shop, and there was another batch of fuel in his backpack.

Sneaking in the night, Bai Song arrived at the agreed place, looked at Liu Jing's explosive bomb in his backpack, and couldn't help but say in his heart: "Forget to let him get another one before he goes offline." ”

Liu Jing's flame bomb has an upper limit, if the one in Bai Song's hand does not detonate, the upper limit of that Liu Jing is equivalent to a reduction.

In other words, if someone takes away all his explosive flame bombs, Liu Jing's skill will be considered invalid.

If there is no such restriction, Liu Jing doesn't need to level up anymore, he can buy a bunch of blue bottles in the town every day, and he can get rich by producing and selling explosive flame bombs by himself.

The agreed place was an abandoned barracks.

It is said to be a barracks, but it is actually a ring of high fences, a few broken wooden houses, and the ground is overgrown with weeds.

Bai Song walked directly in from the gate of the barracks, and as soon as he stepped into the main entrance, Bai Song felt a cold wind coming towards him.

Bai Song sneered, it wasn't enough to dodge by mistake, and when the arrow fanned past his face, Bai Song instantly pulled out his fangs.

The dark gold-level fangs showed their sharp side, and the fangs slashed through the body of the arrow directly into two pieces, and the arrow no longer had the strength to fall to the ground.

At the same time, three figures walked out of the broken wooden house, and the moonlight shone on the masks on their faces, looking a little hideous.

"Looks like you're right." A man with a cyan mask stepped forward with a deep male voice: "I can't take off the mask, just call me blue-faced, you can call the other two red-faced and purple-faced." ”

Bai Song's eyes swept away, and sure enough, the two people behind him were wearing purple and red masks, and Bai Song held his forehead slightly, do you need to be so mysterious?

But there's no way to complain.,After all, I'm also wearing a mask.,Although it's a human skin mask.,If you don't check the ID, you can't find out that it's imitation.。

Seeing that Bai Song didn't speak there, Qingmian thought that Bai Song was an indifferent person, so he didn't say more.

"What do you call Your Excellency?" But no matter what, the necessary name still has to be asked, and if Bai Song is unwilling to reveal his ID, of course he can't call indiscriminately.

"Whatever you want, I'll be called White Noodles." Bai Song said very casually, and then glanced around: "The one who eats the red name has arrived?" ”

Qingmian nodded: "When it's here, I'll show up when I need it." ”

Bai Song nodded, and the group took advantage of the night to go towards the bat cave not far away.

As he went, Bai Song looked at the other two a little and found that the other two were all women in terms of figure. Bai Song's gaze naturally couldn't escape their eyes, the purple-faced woman pretended not to see it, and the red-faced woman glared at Bai Song in turn.

The red-faced woman carried a bow and arrow on her back, thinking that she had shot the arrow just now.

It was Qingmian who led the way, and I have to say that he still has some ability, and some of the scouts who were planted around by Glory were all found and avoided by Qingmian.

Of course, this kind of thing is as simple as drinking water for Bai Song, but if someone is willing to visit him, he will sit back and enjoy the success of paddling behind.

At this time, Qingmian made a gesture to stop a few people, and it turned out that they had already arrived at the periphery of the bat cave, and many glorious players could be clearly seen.