Mutter! Mutter! Mutter!

Godor took a few sips of water and said vaguely: "Little man, it's so uncomfortable in the water, I want to go ashore." ”

Putting my head out of the water, I looked around cautiously, and when I saw that everything was all right, I glared at Godor angrily, and said, "Quickly bury your head in the water, and we will go ashore when it gets dark." ”

"Oh!" Godor sank slowly, but ......

"Damn, I let your head go down, I didn't make your ass pout, are you going to die?"

I'm going to blow up, one head, one ass, can't I put the hell in the water together? I have to let one of the two show it, it's really stupid.

Plunge on Goddor's ****** again, press it into the water, and sink all the way to the bottom.

Seeing that Gordor and I were sinking to the bottom, Winster and Carol hurriedly tied the rope that was fixed to the bottom of the water to Gordor's feet.

I gave the two of them a thumbs up to say everything was fine, and then a few people returned to calm, and after a while, the water calmed down, only occasionally one or two small bubbles surfaced, but it didn't affect anything, there were so many things that could bubble in the water, no one cared about that.

We were in a tributary of Lake Daron Mill near the Fortress of the Dead, and the current was not clear but not muddy, just enough for us to hide.

All day, all day we were on the run, and it was not until dawn today that we escaped our pursuers and jumped into the waters at the darkest hour of the day.

In fact, we got lost not long after we left Archibald, and it wasn't just me, Goddor, and Carroll who got lost, but even Winster couldn't figure out the way.

But no one will blame Winster, there are interceptions along the way, there are pursuers and the sky is gloomy, it is already a blessing in misfortune to be able to escape all the way here, and the direction of the god horse is no longer important.

In fact, there are not only countless natural disasters and undead in the huge forest, but also many forsaken people, and in yesterday afternoon, the forsaken people in the forest gradually increased, there are groups of three or five adventure squads, and there are also dozens or even dozens of forsaken armies.

All the teams are fighting the enemy and looking for us.

But there are too many enemies, often several times the undead of the Scourge besieging the Forsaken, it's good to be able to protect ourselves, it's too difficult to protect us, not to mention that most of the Forsaken Squads don't know me, just one or two portraits......

Well, in my opinion, the portrait is the most unreliable thing, think about it, which undead are not unrecognizable by the plague disease, all of them are similar to ghosts, and it is undoubtedly a fool's dream to find me from the portrait.

Although I was able to get my portrait and command letterhead by chance, I didn't dare to meet up with the Forsaken team on the way.

It's not that I don't trust them, it's that I'm too good at "attracting bees and butterflies", and if I dare to stay in a certain place for a while, I am guaranteed that a large number of natural disasters and undead will converge on my side.

One of them once joined forces with a team of adventurers, but instead of breaking out of the siege, even the team of adventurers died completely.

The Scourge Undead received orders to capture me alive, and not to kill the three of Wenster, but for the other Forsaken, they are really ruthless, even tearing and biting, and they can't stop until they are completely killed.

Its will to fight makes me smack.

And so we fled for our lives, day and night, until at dawn we broke free from our pursuers and plunged into this tributary of Lake Daronmere.

I jumped into the water at dawn, but it was already afternoon, which meant that we had been underwater for eight or nine hours, and in those eight or nine hours, my body had basically fully recovered, mainly thanks to the pure death qi that I had pulled out of the Sea of Death, and the recovery totem controlled by Ivanv had stopped eating at noon yesterday.

To be precise, it was not the totem pole that rested, but Ivanv. Totem poles hanging on the waist and placing them on the ground are two very different concepts, the former requiring Ivanv's vigorous control, and the latter being like turning on a faucet to produce a steady stream of pure rejuvenating life.

So, Ivanv was so tired that he couldn't even slow down, and he snuggled up in my carrion and closed his eyes.

If Ivanv could still move, we would be in a better situation, at least we could let him go out to reconnoiter the enemy, but now we have to stay in the water like a turtle with a shrunken head, and dare not move.

But that doesn't include Goddor, the heartless creature that hasn't been quiet for more than an hour since it entered the water.

No, just pressed him to the bottom of the water, and he was dishonest again.

Mutter! Mutter! Mutter!

Gordor took a few big sips of water, and we didn't understand a word for a long time, but judging by his large outstretched hand and the wistful expression on his face......

This girl is asking me for "essence" again.

"Why didn't I kill you!" I cursed in my heart, and then condensed three fist-sized dead balloons and handed them to the three of Goddor.

Mutter! Mutter! Mutter!

Godor grinned, and a large amount of water poured into his mouth, and then flowed out of his big belly, which had no flesh, and I sighed as I watched it.

Winster tapped me on the shoulder as a gesture of comfort, and Carol pursed her lips into a horrible smile.

As for the question of my pure death, as early as yesterday morning, when I was fleeing, I told them everything I had, and after experiencing life and death together, there was no need to keep my pure death breath secret from them.

What's more, in order to ensure that several people are at the peak at any time, my pure death qi is even more indispensable.

Thump! Thump!

Suddenly, we were awakened by the sound of falling water.

Looking at it, we can vaguely see that several figures not far from us are struggling in the water.

Oh no, it was discovered, Winster and I had shocked faces at the same time. I couldn't wait until it got dark, but I was discovered, and the idea was too back.

If it was dark, and it was less than ten kilometers from the Undead Barrier, we might have been able to escape, but now we had to run for our lives again.

Winster cut the rope that was tied to Goddor's legs, and I pulled Carol to Goddor's back by the arm, and we both pulled Goddol to the shore.

Out of the control of the rope, and seeing Winster and I dragging him to the shore, Godol was suddenly excited, and when Carol sat down, the boy swam as fast as he had a propeller behind his buttocks, and in the end, Godor had already dragged Winster and me to swim.