Chapter 162: One Will Succeed and Ten Thousand Bones Will Wither

"Uh, I'm just recovering from a serious illness, is it really okay?" Looking at the Revenant beside him, Lanier's smile was bitter, and his face was full of resistance. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Don't worry, this will make you forget the pain, come, open your mouth......" Like the strange uncle who abducted the girl, Angele approached Lanier with an evil smile, and without waiting for him to resist, he shoved the thing in his hand into his mouth.

"No...... Woo! Woo! ”

With Angele's unbridled laughter and Lanier's slightly weeping sobs, Ryan's hand grasping the curtain seemed to be frozen, and he lost the courage to pull it away.

The half-elf's face was full of confusion, and he looked at Negro behind him with a pleading gaze, only to find that the latter was petrified and frozen in place, his face full of horror.

Am I going to go in? Or don't you go in?

With a deep sigh, Ryan decisively chose to give up. Just as the two of them turned around and wanted to leave with a tacit understanding, Anglie's shout suddenly came from it: "Who is sneaking around outside?!" ”

I'm rubbing, so arrogant!

Looking at each other, Ryan and Negro both saw surprise in each other's eyes, no, it should be horror.

However, there was no longer the chilling movement of Fang Cai inside, and with the other party opening, Ryan could only open the door curtain.

The view is breathtaking!

I saw that Lanier was coughing constantly, his mouth and chest were wet with large water stains, his blurry eyes were rippling, his face was red, and he looked frightened by being violated.

Angle, on the other hand, drank alone with the bottle on his face......

Wait, wine?

Sniffing hard, the smell of wine in the room made the disgust on Ryan's and the other's faces disappear, revealing a trace of puzzlement: "You guys just now?" ”

"Didn't you see that?" Shaking his head at the bottom of the wine bottle in his hand, Angele was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth at all, "This kid screamed that his whole body hurt as soon as he woke up, I just fed him half a bottle of this." ”

"Ryan, help, save me, I'm going to be, burn to death......" Scratching at his chest, Lanier had tears in the corners of his eyes, and his eyes were gradually losing focus.

It turned out to be a misunderstanding.

Ryan and Negro looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Save me......" glanced at Ryan with great nostalgia, and Lanier tilted his head, and actually fainted.

"Tsk, this amount of alcohol is terrible." Seeing that Lanier was so drunk, Anglie shook his head in hatred.

"Please, he's just recovered, and you're pouring him so much wine, what kind of grudge?" Sighing helplessly, Ryan hurriedly stepped forward to check, and was relieved to see that Lanier had nothing else unusual except for a slightly higher body temperature.

"Don't worry, it's a good thing I got from the dwarf, and I'll make sure he wakes up refreshed tomorrow."

"But we're here to see him......"

"Don't worry, he can't run again, isn't it the same when he comes to see him?" Stretching, Angre got up and walked out of the house.

"Speaking of which, you should have recovered from your injuries a long time ago." Seeing this, Ryan hurriedly stopped him.

"It's okay, I can jump and jump, I can't die for the time being."

"I mean, I don't seem to have seen you in my last moves, it's not like your style."

"Style?" Hearing this, Anglie smiled helplessly, "What style?" Do you want me to die with those fools? ”

"What did you say?!" Many of the recent casualties were members of the Scouting team, and Negro didn't like Angel to say that.

"Am I not right? Knowing that the enemy is sniping the patrol, you still have such a wide range of reconnaissance, do you really think that the drow elves are soft persimmons? "Anglie and Negro had disagreed beliefs, although they had fought together, but the contradiction had not been alleviated, and now that the other party was like this, Anglie immediately fought back unceremoniously.

"You ......"

"That's it!" Ryan suddenly appeared between the two, stretched out his hands, and stopped the two who were full of gunpowder, "What's there to fight about?" ”

Glancing at Negro, Ryan hesitated for a moment, but still said his thoughts: "Angle's words are not coarse, the patrol is composed of guards and adventurers, how big the problem is, you can see from the last operation. ”

Ryan spoke to Negro's heart, and although the latter was very reluctant to admit it, the patrol was now like a hodgepodge, with all kinds of people, and there was friction between adventurers and soldiers from time to time, and the contradictions between each other were getting deeper and deeper.

One of the reasons why there was such a big loss in the sniping of the drow elves was also disunity.

What worries Nigro even more is that Cedric has not changed the situation, as if in his eyes, the patrol is just a decoy......

Seeing that Negro was silent, Ryan shook his head slightly, and then turned his gaze to Angele: "So you've been hiding here all this time?" ”

"How is that possible?" Angel shook his head with a smile, then put his arm around Ryan's shoulder, and smiled very much******I've met some good sisters in the tavern, and I've been helping them out these days, how about it?" Do you want to be together? ”

"I'm not going to take the love of others, so I'd better leave it to yourself." Pushing aside Angele's stout arms, Ryan shook his head expressionlessly, then raised his feet and walked out.

"Hey, next time you have a good job like catching drow elves, remember to find me in the tavern!"

Waving behind him, Ryan disappeared from Angle's sight.

Black Snake's assertive self made Ryan understand that not all adventurers are reliable, although Anglie is also a little out of tune, but at least he knows how to use the advantages of the team, and now with his words, Ryan is relieved to gather teammates in the future.

But Negro didn't have as much of an ease as he was.

Ryan singled out the patrol's current problems, while also adding to Negro's concerns.

"Don't worry too much, we've got a Drow squad, they're going to hold off or even give up on continuing the blockade, and if they don't find out further, Cedric will soon call the patrol back to town."

"I'm fine, don't worry." Nodding gratefully at Ryan, Negro waved his hand to signal that he was okay and left first, citing work.

Looking at his slightly gloomy back, Ryan sighed softly. Cedric's intentions are frightening when you think about it, and it is not a wise choice to disrupt the original few scouts and mix them with the adventurers, although it can increase the number of eyeliners, but there will inevitably be contradictions between the adventurers and the military system.

And the disunity caused by this contradiction may not have much effect in front of the kobold, but in the eyes of the drow elves, it is a plate of fish to be slaughtered.

After the losses reached a staggering level, Cylvestic also only shrank the defensive line without addressing the root causes.

I'm afraid that he really wants to use these people as bait or even cannon fodder, after all, the more adventurers die, the less bounty he gives......