The thing was now half buried in sand and fine stones, and he had never seen such a strange form, but Baradrog instinctively knew what it was for. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Without hesitation, grabbing the strange long handle, Bylazog rolled over and stood up from the giant shadow of Danjuheli, while grabbing the slender stick that also appeared in the other hand at an unknown time.

It's easy to see from the materials and appearance of the two things that they come from the same place.

Baladrog's eyes were heavy, and the experience of touching the bow countless times over the years had given him an almost instantaneous judgment.

With his feet grounded, the boy jerked the odd bow away.

Dan Zhu Heli's pace of progress stopped, and he looked at the new things in the young man's hands, strange shapes, if it was a bow, it would inevitably be too flashy. But there seemed to be an unwavering fierceness in the gaze that Bara Drog stared at him, which made Danzhu Heli laugh.

He held the hammer in front of him, and the rest of his body was covered in a heavy armor, and one step at a time, like a hill, he was about to force Baradrog into the depths of the cave, as if he were forcing a weak prey to submit.

Paradrorg gritted his teeth, sweating profusely, and after just a few breaths, he felt like he was going to the limit!

In the past, it was his will to shoot the arrow, but now, it was this strange bow that made him have to let go.

Hum -

Bailadrorg slowly lowered his arm and glared at Danzhu Heli who stood still.

The other party also looked down at his chest in disbelief, and a small hole appeared in the armor.

Involuntarily coughed twice, Danzhu Heli touched the small hole blankly, and with his own coughing, black and red liquid bubbled out of the small hole, flowing down along the fine armor on his chest, one after another. Slowly, a salty liquid gushed out of my throat.

Danzhu Heli stretched out his hand to Bailazhuog, and the young man staggered to the side in a daze, dodging the giant palm that was already obviously weak, and the hill collapsed.

Bala Drog stepped on the mountain of meat, and with one hand still grasping the huge bow and arrow that he had never seen before, he walked out slowly as if in a fugue, and when he was halfway there, he bent down and flicked twice from the place where the bow and arrow had appeared, only to see that under the rubble and the mound of earth, there were four or five more arrows buried.

Holding the arrow and bow, Bara Drog lifted his sleeve to wipe the blood from his eyes and walked out of the cave.

Silent.

Baladrog raised his eyes, and all that was left in his eyes was a tree directly facing the entrance of the cave.

There was a strange arrow stuck in the tree, and on the arrow hung a dead man who had also lost his breath, and the arrow was so deep into the trunk that it carried the dead man's body, revealing only a short section of it.

Bara Drog looked down at the bow in his hand, this time he had seen and touched every place, and he felt a sense of strangeness and a trace of fear for the weapon in his hand.

"Adult ......"

The boy fell to his knees as soon as his knees went limp.

……

Help the protagonist get out of danger and reward the host with 100 self-help points.

Savior quest primary, task 1, let the protagonist embark on the protagonist's path, completed, reward the protagonist with 50 save points; Achieve the primary prestige of the protagonist: The fifteen-year-old prince uses the bow that he has never seen in his life to kill the famous villain Danzhu Heli, like a divine help, gaining the awe of the two and sowing the seeds of rumors.

Congratulations to the host for completing the primary quest and will be rewarded with 50 self-save points. The protagonist - Bara Drog, the protagonist's attribute file is open. ”

The museum was dark and dark, without any light.

Lin Yuhai was really relieved to read Bailazhuoge's reply with a small flashlight in the corner.

Two of the assassins ran away, but they didn't get in the way, and they must not dare to appear again in a short time.

Unlike Constance, Bailazhuog will experience more life and death crises in the future, he has used a life-saving charm before, and now there are still two chances left to summon the host, and if it is not at a critical juncture, of course the system will not let Lin Yuhai cross over.

The awe of the compound bow in Bailadrog's letter was also expected by Lin Yuhai, the compound bow is a powerful weapon in modern times, not to mention that in Bailazhurog's plane, it is like a bug-like existence, no wonder Bailazhuorg repeated several times to return the bow to him, and cut down trees for arrows.

It's just that Baila Zhuoge is still young at the moment, and it is difficult to protect himself, and leaving a powerful weapon is also saving Lin Yuhai trouble.

He immediately wrote back to warn Bara Drog that the bow he gave could only be equipped with arrows of the same material, and that he could not use the bamboo arrows and wooden arrows he had made in the past, and even the iron arrows should be selected, otherwise there was a danger of suicide due to broken arrows. If you don't need to use it, it's best to hide the bow.

After writing the reply, Lin Yuhai turned off the flashlight, put away the letterbox, and walked to the resting place to lie down.

Teach the knowledge to the protagonist and save the protagonist's life with a teleportation weapon.,Self-saving points are given to one hundred and fifteen.,It's not bad.。

Lin Yuhai closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, and couldn't help but think that after Constance was in danger of his life, because he was too young and suffered psychological trauma, he wrote to him after a year, and he also had to return his knife.

Now it's almost the same situation, Lin Yuhai suddenly became a little curious, opened Baila Zhuoge's file, and read them one by one, I have to sigh that the time has come for Baila Zhuoge, his physical condition is excellent, his willpower is ninety, and his intelligence is very high, not to mention that he will never forget, and he is worthy of being the protagonist.

But what Lin Yuhai was curious about was the last item, the blackening value.

When I looked at it, I couldn't help but sigh. Bailazhuo has clearly been abused since he was a child, and the blackening value is only two!

The blackening value of the second point, compared with Constance, can be ignored, and the safety of character can no longer be safe.

Lin Yuhai was surprised by this, Bailazhuo is so kind?

It's not scientific!

Or maybe he was mistaken, the blackening value is not because of despair of humanity, then what is Constance blackened because of it?

With a new round of confusion, Lin Yuhai slowly fell into a deep sleep.

Since Bala Drog was about to encounter a new twist of fate, that is, the subordinates of the Bana Khan Bala Quan Zhu would soon appear and take him back to the main branch, the system readjusted the speed of time, and Lin Yuhai and Bala Drog's one letter a year was changed to one letter every ten days.

Every day, Lin Yuhai selects some "educational" content and translates it to Baila Zhuoge for the latter to learn.

Lin Yuhai's side, in the next period of time, it became the norm to go out every day to search for food and daily necessities, and some people brought back tape recorders and batteries, and kept searching for radio signals, but they were all noises, and there was no news about the outside world.

Unknowingly, after spending a week in the art museum, Zhao Kangkang's ability was becoming more and more proficient, and He Qing became a little irritable, because he found that as Zhao Kangkang and Lin Yuhai went out more often, fewer and fewer people listened to him.

There were even a few times when he found that someone was hiding food in front of him, and whenever he wanted to kill chickens and monkeys, Zhao Kangkang didn't know where to run out of place and "taught" those people for him, so that he couldn't start.

He Qing knew in his heart that if he continued like this, soon, it would become impossible to ask them to hand over the food they got every day.

He had to figure out a way to do it.