It's the personal locker key for the traverser!

Due to the limited space of the temple, many houses housed more than one traveler. The pen "Fun" pavilion www.biquge.info like Shen Xia and Fang Jin, were arranged to squeeze into a house. It is said that newcomers who joined the temple only last month had to share a room with four or six people until the new house was expanded.

That's why, in order to give "outsiders" a place to store their privacy and valuables, everyone has a safe-like cabinet.

Shang Wu was the first to enter the Taoist Academy, and he had hunted at night several times!

So, what about his previous gains?

Maybe they were all exchanged for Deer Blood Pill for their own use, but could there be some leftover stored in the ......

Glancing at the quaint bronze key in his hand that was engraved with a special sermon, Shen Xia's heart thumped.

"Brother Shangwu, the deceased is gone. Although it is a little disrespectful, instead of your relics being recovered by the Daoist Academy, it is better to see the feelings of the same traverser, let me accept it! ”

He said a word silently, and once again thanked this man with some bad luck in his heart.

Hiding the key close to his body, Shen Xia was about to run away, but when he turned his head, the corner of his eye swept to the hazy amber brilliance under the tree not far away. The footsteps that have been raised have been raised, but they can't be sold anyway.

Phantom mushrooms!

And it's already been dealt with by Shang Wu!

At this time, the sound of rustling and the howl of wolves not far away were warning him one after another. But the glow of the Phantom Mushroom is so charming in the dim moonlight. This night hunt brought too much fear to Shen Xia, and he wasn't even sure if he would have the courage to participate in the night hunt next time after he returned to the Dao Academy. And the Phantom Spirit Mushroom, which is far more valuable than the Star Spirit Grass and the Deer Blood Essence, if you can get it......

The wealth that Shang Wu said earlier meant that the five members of the team shared it. Now that Shang Wu and Zhuang Yuan are dead, Yu Xingqing will be finished if he doesn't do well, and he and Fang Jin will be divided equally, isn't that?

It's enough to make people's eyes red!

As long as he can bring the Phantom Spirit Mushroom back, he may no longer have to hunt at night to get enough resources to achieve a small body forging in 100 days!

Between the lightning and the fire, the two tangled thoughts of advancing and retreating turned four or five times in his mind.

Eventually, he gritted his teeth and rushed under the tree.

Fight this last one again!

The talisman on the sword's body, which had dimmed a lot, was activated again, and the remaining power rippled out, re-blessing the bamboo sword with two attack aura!

In the next moment, the sword light swept by, slashing off Qi Gen who was exposed to the ground by the Phantom Spirit Mushroom. Although such a barbaric behavior would make the value of the Phantom Spirit Mushroom lose a lot, Shen Xia at the very moment could not care about it so much. At the risk of poisoning, he quickly put the damaged Phantom Mushroom into a storage package.

This time, it's really time to retreat!

Although Zhuang Yuan's body was not far from the place where Shang Wu died, he still had a bamboo sword on his body, and maybe a personal locker key, but Shen Xia really didn't dare to be greedy anymore. First, Zhuang Yuan joined the Taoist Academy for a time not as good as Shang Wu and Yu Xingqing, and he didn't seem to catch anything last night hunt, so his net worth should not be much; Secondly...... If you don't leave, you can't leave!

Shen Xia's instincts sensed that there was more than one monster in the darkness staring at him. It's just that he was afraid of the breath deliberately left by the poisonous spider, so he didn't dare to appear at the first time.

He didn't want to be killed by greed when he could have escaped with his whole body, and began to evacuate quickly.

………

This is destined to be a dead night that people don't want to talk about.

After running wildly in the dark in the direction of the Hui Dao Courtyard, and making sure that the monster behind him did not rush to catch up, Shen Xia slowed down slightly. Not only did he feel the pressure from an extra storage package, but also because of the numbness that came from his left hand that touched the Phantom Mushroom.

This is supposed to be the toxicity of the Phantom Mushroom before it has been treated - and it is also the most effective means for it to protect itself.

Fortunately, Shang Wu had previously disposed of almost all the poisonous mycelium. Even if there were remnants, at the speed at which Shen Xia would immediately put into the storage package as soon as he touched it, the poisoning would not be too serious. The fact that the toxicity has not spread since it has not spread and is still only on the left hand proves this.

A person suddenly jumped out from behind the pile of rubbles in the darkness, startling Shen Xia.

He subconsciously drew his sword, but he didn't want to hear a familiar voice: "It's me!" ”

Seeing Shen Xia return safe and sound, Fang Jin, who was waiting for him here, couldn't help but feel a little more happy on his face: In this dangerous world, one more reliable relative has one more hope for survival. The death of two temporary teammates was tragic enough, and he didn't want his only cousin he could trust to hang up.

"He's not leaving here, he's going to pick him up?"

Realizing Fang Jin's plan, Shen Xia's heart couldn't help but warm.

Fighting tiger brothers, fathers and sons, in the end, are their own relatives, and there is nothing to say at the critical moment!

"Let's go, let's go back to the Taoist Academy!"

The area where they hunted was not far from the border where the Daoist Institute provided protection. I had already run back some distance before, and now my position was very close to the Daoyuan. After a little effort, the two sneaked back smoothly and returned to the back door of the remote Taoist courtyard before Lin Daotong's limited time.

With the help of the fire in the distance of the temple, you can see that it is empty, and no one is coming.

Shen Xia was delayed for some time because he went, and Fang Jin waited for him the same. If Yu Xingqing fled straight to the direction of the Daoyuan, it stands to reason that he should come back before the two of them. It hasn't appeared until now, but I'm afraid that there will be more luck and less luck......

Even though Yu Xingqing showed some contempt for the two of them before, the other party's strength and qualifications were there, and there was no excessive behavior. For the sake of his temporary teammates, Shen Xia was somewhat worried about him. The joy of getting the key to Shangwu's locker and the phantom mushroom has unconsciously disappeared a lot.

"Looks like your luck isn't very good."

Lin Daotong's voice sounded abruptly in the darkness, startling the two who had just experienced a big ups and downs.

Shen Xia immediately turned around and glanced at him several times before spotting him in the shadow of the moonlight on the courtyard wall, as if he had just arrived.

"You don't know! Tonight was going well, but I didn't expect to encounter poisonous spiders later, and Shang Wu and them ......"

Seeing Lin Daotong appear, Fang Jin seemed to regard him as an object to talk to, and told the team what happened before. Even though it's something that's already happened, it's still thrilling to revisit it.

"Two dead, and one missing?"

In the shadows, Lin Daotong's tone could not hear fluctuations, and he seemed to be accustomed to the death and injury of night hunting. And his next words made Shen Xia and Fang Jin feel cold in their hearts, and they felt angry inexplicably.

Here's what he said: "The weapons and storage packages I lent you seem to be unlucky. ”

Obviously, this native, who was only twelve or thirteen years old, did not regard the traversers as their own kind at all, but the use objects that could be summoned with a little favor and small profit!

Not even a little symbolic sympathy!

Is it because the aborigines of the Ginkgo Valley are so indifferent, or is it that in this continent of Marfa, where people are like mustard, weakness is the original sin?

Shen Xia and Fang Jin were speechless for a while, feeling strongly worthless for Shang Wu and Zhuang Yuan, and also for themselves.

Lin Daotong may have noticed the anger of the two, maybe he didn't notice it, but he didn't care, and made a decision for the two of them: "There is another person who doesn't know whether he lives or dies...... It's a bit of a hassle. In this case, you two will go back first, and come to the pharmacy at noon tomorrow and wait for the notice. As for my loss...... and the compensation that is deserved, until the life and death of the missing person are determined. ”

After making a decision like this, Lin Daotong yawned a little tiredly, muttered something in his mouth, turned around and quickly disappeared into the darkness of the Dao Courtyard.