When he came, he didn't feel that the road was too far, but at this time, it became extremely long in Chen Mo's feelings, looking at the water fountain that was already less than 100 meters, Chen Mo just wanted to follow his head and fall asleep. The capillaries in the pen, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info all over his body seemed to be ruptured, Chen Mo's entire skin became red, and even the beads of sweat in some parts had a faint blood color, because of the excessive use of the spirit servant, the headache was splitting at this time, and the distance of the last few tens of meters was enough to make anyone who accepted this task desperate. Fortunately, the light slowly emitted by the oath of justice seemed to communicate with this small wine barrel, and the faint smell of wine overflowed in it, so that Chen Mo could continue to insist.

Chen Mo recalled the events along the way, and felt that it was as difficult as walking the Long March.

When Chen Mo first came out of the tavern, he actually didn't use all his strength, with the blessing of the spirit attendant, it was not too difficult to move with the wine barrel, but after walking out for a distance, Chen Mo suddenly had a strange feeling, it seemed that every time he walked a distance, the wine barrel would become heavier, Chen Mo felt that it seemed to be an illusion, because as long as the state in the game remains the same, the item will not change its attributes by itself.

I looked at the barrel, or the barrel, and I looked at myself, and there was no abnormal state, but where did this fatigue come from?

Moreover, Chen Mo was surprised to find that not to mention the player on this road, not even an NPC was missing, is it another world mirror mission? How complicated is it?

When Chen Mo walked nearly halfway, he finally confirmed that this was not an illusion, and now it was not that he would feel the barrel sink after walking a certain distance, but that he felt that the barrel would sink a point with every step he took.

I thought it was an easy errand task, but it was actually difficult at the moment, Chen Mo finally knew why those NPCs in the tavern had abnormal reactions at that time, this wine barrel was not an ordinary thing at all, I am afraid that some seal or spell was applied. Since this barrel is Auerbach's, I'm afraid this weird weight is also related to him, Chen Mo thought about Waldlin's introduction and the strength shown by Auerbach, I'm afraid, this is the test, the key to whether he can find a suitable advancement!

It was already dark, and there was only one person on the silent avenue, and with one step or two steps, Chen Mo slowly moved forward.

The strong feeling of fatigue made Chen Mo try to put down the barrel to rest, although he didn't understand where this fatigue came from, the status bar was still empty at this time, without any DEBUFF. But in the end, Chen Mo didn't put down the barrel, because when he tried to put down the barrel to rest, he got a system message, saying that once the barrel landed, the mission would be terminated. The task requirements are very simple, just to move things, without any fancy things, but in this way, with an arrogant attitude, Chen Mo is crushed round by round.

Mission terminated? Although it looked a little different from the failure of the mission, Chen Mo was still unwilling to give up just like that, took a deep breath, picked up the wine barrel, and continued to move forward.

While walking, Chen Mo couldn't help but complain, what kind of ghost is this wooden barrel, a wooden barrel can bear such a big weight, eighty percent of it is the ghost of the old man, and also, what kind of liquid is in this barrel, although it feels like something is shaking inside, but it feels very viscous, the shaking amplitude is very small, and the flow is very slow, is this really wine? I guess that old guy poured something strange into it.

Gradually, Chen Mo felt that he could no longer maintain his posture to move forward, thinking back to the scene when he was rehabilitating, he couldn't stand on his feet, and the way he exerted his strength was definitely different from ordinary people, but he had also seen others exercising in the rehabilitation center.

According to the essentials in his memory, Chen Mo slowly grabbed the two handles above the wine barrel with both hands, dismounted with a heavy waist, lowered his center, straightened his back, and his hands were vertical, just like that, a small wine barrel was carried by Chen Mo in this strange posture between the legs tied into a horse step, and began to move slowly and with difficulty.

After changing to this position, the pressure on Chen Mo's body was slightly reduced, but the pressure on his arms increased, and this handle was made of unknown materials, it felt cold to the touch, like metal, but the degree of resistance was excellent, there was no deformation, and the connected metal hoop reinforced the barrel very firmly.

However, Chen Mo didn't bother to breathe a sigh of relief, and the pressure increased again.

The difficulty is no longer enough to describe Chen Mo's current state, Chen Mo is sweating, sweating wildly, basically taking one step, and the place is a wet shoe print. Although I don't know where the sweat in the game comes from, this is the case with Chen Mo at this time. The long handling process made Chen Mo think a lot, especially after the pressure continued to increase, he was basically in a state of war between heaven and man.

A voice told him, give up, it's just **********, why be so persistent, this soft voice made Chen Mo a little drowsy. But another voice shouted in his head, he couldn't even hold on to this little thing, and he still wanted to get back up? This sentence stabbed Chen Mo Meng's spirit, and the deepest hope buried in Chen Mo's heart was that his legs could regain consciousness, but he didn't expect that what he thought was an ordinary task actually aroused the deepest desire in Chen Mo's heart.

Chen Mo is not moving by strength now, tenacity, strength, tenacity and agility are not worth mentioning under such heavy pressure. After moving some distance, Chen Mo seemed to be able to see the fountain, and victory was in sight.

With a loud roar, he mustered the last fighting spirit and stepped forward. As soon as the foot hit the ground, a burst of blood mist suddenly burst out on his body, probably because the capillaries couldn't withstand too much pressure and burst open. A faint stream of blood mixed with sweat flowed wantonly.

One step, two steps.

One step, two steps...... At this time, Chen Mo, who was stained with blood on his body, looked a little hideous, but he still didn't give up and was still moving slowly. Just now, due to excessive mental consumption, he was no longer able to maintain the spirit servant, and after disbanding the spirit servant, Chen Mo found that the wine barrel did not seem to continue to get heavier. However, for Chen Mo at this time, this is not good news. Because although the destination is getting closer and closer, Chen Mo's state is getting worse and worse.

Just after a burst of blood mist erupted, Chen Mo fell into a state of "minor injury", and began to flow 1 point of health per second, Chen Mo's current movement speed is extremely slow, Rao is not far away, but this state of blood loss alone is enough to become the last straw that crushes Chen Mo. But Chen Mo didn't want to give up, he still persistently moved forward, the wet footprints on the ground had turned into two red traces dragged out at this time, and Chen Mo's passing life value left his mark on the ground at this moment.

As the distance got closer, Chen Mo's health became lower and lower. When Chen Mo's health was less than half, Chen Mo was only a hundred meters away from the dilapidated small church, but at this speed, I am afraid that he would not be able to catch up.

The strong smell of blood in his mouth, the irritating Chen Mo coughed, and just this cough, but what spewed out of his mouth was a cloud of blood mist. And at this moment, a sudden change occurred. The oath of justice on his waist suddenly lit up and began to wrap around the barrel.

In the dead night, this light does not know what kind of hope it brings.