The wolves at night did not dare to touch it easily, and Lin Yutian very conservatively chose to only upgrade during the day, rather than going to the refresh points of higher-level monsters at night.

The wild boar can be regarded as completely carried by the Dark Wind Demon wolf pack, silently working towards level thirty-six, and constantly improving his plan to eliminate the wolves. Fighting against the wolves on his own, the wild boar is also a fool's dream if it does not follow the spirit. But now all he needs is time, use time to rush to level thirty-six, and use time accumulation to slowly achieve his strategic goals.

Ah Da Ah Er didn't know where he went, but in the sense of the wild boar, the two skeleton brothers were now in high spirits and there was no danger. The two powerful little brothers can upgrade by themselves, which is very good news for Lin Yutian. Only by constantly upgrading can you always take on the responsibility of your own thug and keep up with the pace of wild boars.

He also began to understand why the old magic insisted on summoning the undead in such a sophisticated way, rather than a spell to raise the corpses, though the boar preferred the latter.

In the evening, the wild boar silently descended the mountain, listening to the wolf howls behind him, like a mockery of the wolves to the defeated. Although it is not a loss to be alive, the wild boar is still unwilling to lose last time.

If it weren't for the old man Prancy who had been fanning the flames by his side, he wouldn't have been impulsive enough to rush blindly, carefully calculating the scene at that time, although he had the hope of killing the wolf king, but he needed the wolf king and the wolves to act according to their own ideas. But it's a pity that from the very beginning, the wolves did not follow the script written by the wild boar, and all kinds of wild boars were caught off guard.

The fact that the head wolf was able to charge into battle made the wild boar change his understanding of the Warcraft population, and his own IQ suppression sometimes did not necessarily achieve much advantage.

Down. The boar walked back into the rubble, found a corner and began to rest. The smell of decay of corpses permeated the air. It makes this wasteland even more eerie at night, like those deserted wilderness in the era of war and chaos.

However, these corpses are all magical materials. The magic materials of necromancer, and a junior necromancer who uses a special method to deal with it every day to maintain the strength of the corpse and bake the resentment in it. Processed corpses will all have the words 'Undead being processed', as long as they have this word, they will not be refreshed by the system as scene garbage.

After comprehending the number and power of the wolf pack, the wild boar suddenly had little expectation for these one hundred and fifty corpses, although these corpses were not small compared to the number of his current little brother, but compared to the huge wolf pack. Still a little bit not enough to see.

The boar slowly fell asleep, and Aina commanded several goblin archers to take turns around the boar, standing guard against the threat of the night. Although the scars on her face are still there, Aina is obviously much more confident when she spends her days around obscene-looking goblins and terrifying-looking wild boars......

The crescent moon bends in the night sky, and this is not the beginning of a new moon, but the wandering of an old moon.

"If there is definite news about this wild boar in the future, don't take it lightly."

Bauhinia Lan dropped this sentence and rode away. The uncle who left the flower pants touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment and did not answer this question. On the other side, a shield battle named Big Bear is surrounded by angry players, and this guy makes a post saying that it is true. At this point, it seems that those pictures are completely spelled out to defraud forum coins.

"Ladies and gentlemen, listen to me, the wild boar was definitely here last time, and I am not the only one who saw it. Didn't you say it in the mercenary mission? Hey, I'm going to ...... The gentleman doesn't move his hands, don't think that my big bear is afraid of you! ”

"Knock it down! Kick! ”

Dozens of players rushed over in a swarm. After a few moments, a group of players waiting for news at the entrance of the Stone Forest were nowhere to be found. There was only a miserable bear shadow on the ground.

Fortunately, many people refrained from killing the bear directly, but shaped him into the shape of a bear. The miserable background music sounded slowly, so tragic that the big bear could only cry silently, remembering a certain wild boar deeply in his heart and engraved in the depths of his soul.

"You bastard boar wait for my brother, don't let my brother find you!"

The sleeping boar shifted his place, slowly opening his eyes and closing them again, trying to expel the dream that had just happened from his mind.

The same picture appeared again in the dream, the poignant and gentle cry for help was like a spell, and the woman in white who was trapped in the dark space seemed to have left an imprint on her heart.

Obviously, the boar didn't feel any feelings for this woman, and he didn't know the relationship between himself and her. There were too many empty memories in his mind, and a whole period of what seemed like a long time was lost, and the boar couldn't remember what had happened during that long time.

But every time he saw the woman, a thought rose in the boar's heart, and it was the urge to save her. For some reason, it's still urgent.

He had an improper male-female relationship with this woman? The wild boar doesn't know, and how can he have an improper relationship with his current body......

Where is she? How can I save her?

These were the two questions that the boar had on his mind when he opened his eyes, and when he closed his eyes, another familiar dream awaited his tears.

Although Aina hid in the distance, then the faint moonlight saw the light refracted from the corner of the boar's eyes, and the soul slave with a frown on her brow, sighed in her heart, feeling the silence in her master's heart.

Before dawn, the wild boar had already gone up the mountain and started to struggle, by killing the demon wolf to level up and only during the day, it would take about four days for the wild boar to rush to the thirty-sixth level and implement his great steps. However, Lin Yutian had some understanding of the player's level at the time of the last robbery, and he was not too urgent at this time.

If it weren't for the last time he strayed into Prancy's Peach Blossom Spring, he might have rushed to level forty at this time, and the time flow rate set by the old magician made the wild boar really unable to complain.

"The rules of time are the gods' skills, how can we comprehend," Prancy shook his head and smiled, "I just found a god who worked against the god of death to help, and the time setting of that space can't be changed." ”

Lin Yutian couldn't help asking, "How can I find those gods?" ”

"When your strength reaches a certain level, you will naturally be able to learn more about the affairs of this world, and the faces of the gods will also appear in front of you."

"It's so profound, it feels amazing." The boar snorted, lowered its head and released its mane, and the wolves that pounced around it fell as quickly as moths to a flame. Without the command of the head wolf, these demon wolves do not know how to dodge skills.

Prancy sighed with emotion: "The gods are the hands, and all dust is a pawn, from ancient times to the present, I am afraid that only the arrogant demon can suppress that group of despicable gods." ”

"People help you, and you're still hurting them behind your back."

"Help? It's just a deal, and there's no friendship to use each other. Prancy waved his hand, signaling Lin Yutian not to say more.

The wild boar suddenly concentrated on fighting monsters, but he also had a little recognition in his heart, and this old guy who had been following him seemed to be a character who could talk directly to the gods. It's right to think about it, the pioneers of magic who pioneered various types of magic have become elemental gods, while the old magicians who have created undead magic can only live in a small world.

In the minds of necromancers, St. Prancy. Reifeng. The Death Terminator is also a god because he created great undead magic. Although it was useless to pray to him and few magicians remembered the name, there was always a place in the annals of magic for Prancy.

Although most of the pen left for posterity is abuse, rather than admiration and worship.

Being able to make a deal with this kind of character, the wild boar said that his grade was suddenly much higher.

"How did you save Jasmine?"

"It's very simple, it's also very complicated, as long as you complete our three transactions step by step, I will definitely give you a living Jasmine."

The wild boar who didn't ask anything was silent, and after a few minutes, when the touch was quickly retracted, the wild boar suddenly said in his heart: "Xie Lu Xie." ”

Prancy smiled and didn't say anything more, and the villain slipped back into the palm of the Touch. Lin Yutian looked at the beautiful little face of the touching spirit, his gaze gradually stopped on her chest, and there was a little white light lingering in the place filled with red shadows, and the girl sleeping in the grass hut was faintly visible. (To be continued......)