The cold wind was biting, and as soon as he walked out of the teleportation array hidden in the reckless woods, Lan Wu couldn't help but shiver, so comfortable that he almost groaned.

To be honest, he didn't like the weather at Camp Roger. The Blood Wasteland is the place where ancient humans fought a decisive battle against demonic armies. To this day, the soil of the wasteland is still dark red, as if soaked in blood.

Maybe it's because there are so many dead people in this land, and it's rare for a sunny day in the Blood Wasteland. There were dark clouds all day, and from time to time there was a heavy rainfall. The air was moist and warm, with a stuffy heat that was hard to breathe.

The Icy Plains is much better comparatively. The air here is dry and cold. It was cold, but much better than the tropical climate at Camp Rogue.

Flora is also similar to Lanwu. It was her first time in the Icy Plains. She enjoyed the cold, dry air. As soon as she walked out of the teleportation array, she was immediately like a bird that had escaped from her cage, looking here and there, full of curiosity about everything.

Unlike Lan Wu and Flora who first came to the Icy Plains, the three of Avila were no strangers to the Icy Plains. Now that they've finished killing Hirosu Bisu, they're planning to venture into the Dark Forest. If it weren't for the fact that Akara and the others asked them to follow Lan Wu, they would have been preparing to deal with the small boss of the dark forest, Tree Head Wooden Fist.

After the initial curiosity, the Icy Plains soon brought a welcome ceremony to Lan Wu and the others. The cold wind was howling, the dark clouds seemed to be overhead, dark and dreary, and it was evident that a downpour would come before long.

The three Avila are experienced in this. Just by looking at the sky, they immediately began to set up tents less than ten meters away from the teleportation array. Lan Wu was not slow either, and immediately followed and began to set up the tent.

It didn't take long for four tents to be erected near the teleportation array. Avila looked very cautious, carrying a javelin to make her rounds. The sisters Shia and Fuya had already gotten into the tent.

Witnessing this scene, Lan Wu immediately guessed that the three future title inheritors had been training together. The Thea sisters were apparently relieved to entrust their safety to Avila. Noncommittal, he beckoned Flora to take the little Assassin into another tent, and got into it himself.

It's fairly safe near the teleportation array.

Legend has it that this teleportation array was built in ancient times long before the demons invaded the world. According to records, at the beginning of the establishment of this ancient teleportation array, it was blessed with a permanent blessing technique by the archbishop of the Holy Court, the largest religion of the year, and possessed the power of light. The teleportation array is filled with light power within a mile of it, making it impossible for demons and undead creatures to approach. Therefore, the teleportation array is also the best place for professionals to stay when they go out on adventures. Here, you don't have to worry about demons or undead sneaking up at night, and you can sleep peacefully.

Lan Wu was lying on a soft blanket, and he was also covered with a strip on his body. The blanket is a special product produced by Lu Gaoyin, which is made of the softest and slender belly fluff of the long-plush camel unique to the desert area, and lies in it to warm and dry. Soon he fell asleep.

In the dream, Lan Wu dreamed that he had practiced all seven professions, a total of 210 skills, to the full level, and then stepped on the big pineapple, punched Mephisto, killed Baal with a fart, and then married Flora, and lived a happy and happy life ever since. But the good times didn't last long, and the big pineapple came back to life, smiling and smashing the boulder at Flora, who was doing laundry and cooking. In a hurry, he stepped forward and pounced on Flora, and at the same time activated the level 105 bearman transformation. Boulders falling...... Oops, that's heavy.

Lan Wu suddenly came to his senses. It was indeed heavy, as if something had pressed down on his chest. He opened his eyes and looked down, the blanket on his chest was raised high. He was startled and hurriedly lifted the blanket. But he saw the little assassin wearing a thin set of underwear, lying on his chest and sleeping soundly.

Lan Wu was at a loss. He had no idea when the little girl had gotten into his blanket. He tried to push. Unexpectedly, this little girl's sleep was very bad. With a push, she rolled onto the blanket and swept away the other cleanly.

A chill surged in, Lan Wu shivered, and got up helplessly. It seems that this little girl has taken her own blanket. He had to get out of the tent lest they would be treated with unnecessary contempt by Avila and the others seeing the little assassin lying in a tent with him.

By this time it was night. A bonfire was lit in the open space between the four tents. I don't know when that rainstorm has passed. After a rainstorm, the air is exceptionally refreshing. Take a deep breath of the cold air, and the whole person is full of energy. Lan Wu looked up as the remaining rain dripped from the branches and leaves, falling on the tent and making a small splash, when he suddenly heard Avila's voice.

"You're not going to sleep anymore?"

Lan Wu followed the prestige and saw Avila sitting in an open tent wrapped in a blanket, with her javelin beside her. Seeing this, he couldn't help but be surprised. It was clear that Avila took the initiative to take on the night duty and gave up her rest time to the others. He smiled, turned his head and pointed to his tent, and shrugged his shoulders helplessly: "She took my blanket." I had to wake up. ”

Avila's eyes widened in surprise and she asked, "I've been staying here." How could she run to your tent quietly? ”

Lan Wu smiled helplessly: "Maybe it's because she's an assassin." ”

Hearing this, Avila was taken aback again, and immediately got up and ran to Flora's tent to open it and take a look. She let out a low exclamation, and the wind swept through and rushed into Lan Wu's tent. Soon, she walked out of the tent and stared at Lan Wu with a solemn expression. The look in his eyes clearly said that you had done something crazy.

Lan Wu rolled his eyes and shook his head resolutely. It's not that a father's love is like a mountain, how can he do such a heartbreaking thing.

Avila was visibly relieved to receive the confirmation. She smiled apologetically, sat down in her tent, and wrapped herself in a blanket.

"Go to sleep, I'll take care of the vigil." Lan Wu took the initiative to take over the vigil. After all, how can a big man be embarrassed to let a little girl younger than himself stay up late.

Avila was silent for a moment, but did not refuse, said goodnight and went to sleep in the tent.

Lan Wu walked over to the campfire and sat down. Avila did it meticulously. Although it had just rained, the campfire was burning brightly. There were also a few dried logs on the stones next to it.

Adding a piece of wood to the bonfire, Lan Wu felt a lot of emotion in his heart. A professional like Avila is the best teammate. There's no need to worry about any trivial matters, everything is taken care of.

The night is getting deeper.

The night in the Icy Plains was eerily silent. Lan Wu looked at the roaring bonfire and couldn't help but feel homesick. It's been a month since I came into this world. He can't say anything bad about him, and it's wonderful. But that doesn't erase how much he misses his parents.

He's homesick.

Lan Wu asked himself if he was not a heartless person. On the contrary, he is a very family-loving man. There are many worries at work, and only by staying at home can you enjoy a moment of peace.

Thinking about it, Lan Wu suddenly felt that his drowsiness came up again. He was dazed, and his head was thrust down. A pair of eyelids have long begun to fall eagerly. He took a deep breath of the cold air, only to become even more sleepy. He had to hold his chin with his hands to resist the drowsiness that hit him.

A deep sense of sleepiness hit, and Lan Wu's consciousness began to blur. Finally, his eyes went black and he fell into a deep sleep. The wood in the campfire crackled. He just held his chin in one hand, sat down on the stone and fell asleep.

Ten minutes later, a dark figure came out of the woods. The figure walked out into the firelight, but it was a druid. He had an obviously immature face, but there was a chilling killing intent in his eyes. He walked up behind Lan Wu and raised the wooden stick in his hand.

Just as the wooden stick was about to quickly smash Lan Wu's head, Lan Wu's tent was suddenly opened, and the little assassin walked out of it. She had already put on the equipment at this time, looked at the young druid blankly, stammered, but shook her head very firmly: "You...... No...... Kill him. ”

"You're going to stop me?" The druid's tone was cold, still holding a wooden stick.

He ...... No...... We're going to ...... Killed ...... Target. The little assassin's expression was still blank, but he already had the golden fist sword in his hand that he had received when he killed the blood crow.

"Erin, don't forget who we are, we must kill all the pros of Camp Roger." The druid lowered his stick and turned to Ranwu.

"He offended the Lugoin." The little Assassin Erin spoke much more fluently, but her expression remained blank.

"One day he'll choose Rugoin." The druids were furious. He didn't believe that a Rogue camp pro would choose the more prosperous Lugoin.

"He won't." Erin had a small fire-making device in her other hand.

Seeing that Erin had made up her mind not to kill these classes, the druid angrily and annoyed put the wooden stick into the space bag. He growled in hatred, "Come back with me to the chief." You yourself go and explain it to the chief. But I have to tell you. You're going to regret it. ”

Erin was indifferent, and without saying a word, threw out the fire-making device in her hand.

Taken aback, the druid hurried forward, pushing the flames away before they exploded. There was a loud explosion, and a puff of gunpowder smoke spread out in the woods more than ten meters away. He was angry and anxious, and he hated Erin's stubbornness.

In order to assassinate these professionals more easily, he used the sleeping potion he had just sent from Lugoin. This agent is colorless and odorless. Just take one breath and you will fall asleep. However, this new agent has a very serious drawback.

You can't hurt your body.

As long as the body is hurt. Even if it is just a little oily skin, the person who has been hit by the lethargy potion will wake up from the lethargy. In addition to waking up the other party in this way, even the loud noise that was close at hand could not revive it.

The druid gave Erin a hateful look, turned and walked back into the woods. Erin had made up her mind not to hurt these professionals. Even if she preemptively kills one, Erin can entangle herself with any professional she awakens. When other professionals are awakened, then their own lives can be regarded as being accounted for here. He didn't want to die yet.

When the druid was submerged in the woods, Erin put away her sword, turned back to the tent and took out a blanket. She walked over to the campfire and put the blanket over Lan Wu. At this time, a cold wind hit, she looked at the blanket blankly, looked down at herself again, and finally lifted the blanket and sat on Lan Wu's lap, and then wrapped the blanket. Only then did she smile with satisfaction, squeeze out a comfortable position, and close her eyes.

Suddenly, Erin heard Lan Wu's voice: "You are also a member of the Dark Crows?" ”