"Moeka, take Lias back to the tent to rest." Mo Wen led the red-eyed Lias to the tent, "If there is no big movement tonight, I won't call you." ”

"Understood." Moe Xiang nodded, pulled up Lias and walked into the tent.

"What about you?" Lias, who had come back to her senses, suddenly spoke up.

"I'll keep vigil." Mo Wen chuckled softly: "You don't have to worry, think about today's mistakes, and then have a good dream...... Small slugs. ”

[Only if you can dream well can you have a ghost...... You're the slug! Lias said something in her heart, and then followed Moe Xiang into the tent.

......Looking at Lias's awkward appearance, Mo Wen shook his head, then held his sword in both hands and inserted the cloud shadow into the soil.

"Up!"

……

[Although he is not afraid of death, the offensive is disorderly, relying on one ruthless ...... It's not a challenge at all, and it's more fun to fight the beasts than to fight these guys. Ai Wushu gently withdrew the sword back into its scabbard, and around him, large pieces of white bones were scattered on the ground, and hundreds of skulls with glowing green eyes rolled to the ground.

The undead who had attacked Ai Wuwu had all been completely dismantled to pieces by the kendo maniac, and the red sword was precisely inserted into the gap between their neck bones, unloading the skulls one by one like a cow. And these undead are still not dead, they should be said to be dead. Having lost their limbs and torso, and only their heads remained, they still used their jaws to crawl slowly towards Ai Wuju.

It's like a snail busy moving.

One of the 'snails' closest to Ai Wushu had even reached his feet, and the undead with only the head open his mud-stained jaw and bit down on Ai Wuxian's foot, eager to taste the taste of life that had been lost for a long time.

But that's just a delusion.

The long sword was unsheathed again, and the red sword light was like a gentle wind blowing through the white bones all over the ground, and the little green fire quickly dimmed, and finally disappeared into nothingness.

[It's really boring......] Ai Wuxian raised his eyes and looked around, and it was barren.

[Fighting these undead will not do me the slightest benefit to the improvement of my swordsmanship. Ai Wuxian looked at the blood moon on his head. [Let's go to the traveler...... Although most of them are waste, there should be masters. 】

"I hope I can meet those opponents who deserve my sword......" Ai Wuxian muttered to himself, sitting cross-legged on the ground and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

……

"One no less! Looks like everyone made it through the first round. In the tent, the short-haired man holding a jade plate smiled and nodded. [I just don't know if anyone is hurt...... This number of one-star undead is still a bit of a threat to them two-star guys. 】

"The sky." The girl, who had been holding a book and reading quietly, suddenly raised her head: "Someone is approaching us." ”

"Really?" The short-haired man named Cangqiong looked carefully at the jade plate in his hand: "How many people?" In what direction. ”

"There were seven of them, and the closest person to me was 367.87 meters away from me, and was moving at a speed of about 2 meters per second at 32.66 degrees north-east." The girl with short blue and purple hair gently closed the book in her hand, and her eyes flashed with an inexplicable light. "There is at least a 63.2 percent chance that the other side has already discovered us, and if there is no accident, they will come to our tent within 5 minutes and 32 seconds, and there is a 74 percent chance that they will clash with us."

The girl's voice was as flat as water, without a trace of fluctuation, like a machine.

"Hey...... It doesn't seem to be our people. The sky put away the jade plate: "I'll go out and have a look, I hope those guys are the remaining twenty-six percent...... I don't like to kill. ”

"Firmament, do you want another person?" The blue and purple-haired girl showed a hint of dissatisfaction in her eyes.

"Good ......" Facing the gaze that was as calm as water without a trace of fluctuations, the short-haired man shrugged his shoulders in a chic manner. Ziyu and I are together, how about Red stay here to protect you? She's not good at frontal combat anyway. ”

"I see." A soft voice rang out from around the corner. "Then the adult will rely on Sister Ziyu to watch, don't let him commit any more crimes...... Committing the second of the second? ”

"Uh......" smiled on the man's face.

"Mouthful! Hot blood is a man's romance! The sky immediately came back to his senses and retorted loudly: "I'm not a secondary two, I'm nearly ninety!" And also...... I don't remember teaching you the word Form 2. ”

"Secondary 2 disease refers to some pathological self-consciousness of adolescents in the second year of junior high school, and it is not limited to the second year of junior high school." The blue and purple-haired girl suddenly explained. "Although the age of the sky is seriously overdue, your current mental condition meets this definition."

"So you're the one who spread the knowledge to Red?" I had just exposed myself to the sky and turned to stare at the blue-haired girl, with a sad expression: "Even you will complain about me?" I'm desperate for the world......"

"Okay, don't play tricks." Zi Yu shook her head helplessly: "Let's go, those guys are coming soon." ”

"Yes!" The sky put away his smiling face: "Hurry up and send these guys, I still have to exchange information with others." ”

……

"Commander, the first squad has successfully defeated the undead." A white man said to a crystal ball: "But the brothers have consumed a lot of physical strength from the fierce battle all night, and it is estimated that they will not be able to reach the expected place on time." ”

"What's going on?" A handsome blonde man with a war hammer emerged from the crystal ball. "As the Traveler's House suggests, these undead are not a threat...... With your strength, you will still consume a lot of stamina? ”

"Those damn skeletons of bones do shatter at the touch of a touch, but they can't hold up the number of them." The big man made a bitter face: "These guys are not afraid of death, and the brothers have worked hard to send more than 2,000 undead to God." ”

"What? Two thousand undead! The blonde man frowned slightly, "If I'm not mistaken, there are eight of you in your squad." ”

"Yes." The white man nodded. "Did the head of the regiment find anything?"

"I've only met about forty undead by myself." The blonde man took a deep breath: "It seems that the number of undead released by the Traveler's House has something to do with the number of people in the group...... And it's growing exponentially. ”

"Tell everybody that plans change." The blonde man said categorically: "All the squads should be split, but not too far from each other. Try to divide into groups of two or three, preferably one with a stronger fighting force and a weaker ......"

"Yes!"

……

"These undead are too weak." Hades looked at his undead and frowned: "It's really a disappointment, it seems that my hunting plan is going to be postponed for the time being...... It's okay, let them save a little generic points first, and the fat prey will be eligible to be hunted by me. ”

"There is no place like this without powerful undead. When the time comes...... Hehehe......"

……

At the same time, many of the leaders of the Traveler's House made the same judgment as the blonde man, and split up their group of travelers accordingly.

Of course, this is only for most leaders.

Of course, there are also people who see 'opportunities' in it.

[This is a great opportunity to brush up on points!] A giant man with a long scar on the left side of his face licked the corner of his mouth, revealing a greedy bloodthirsty smile like a wolf.

"Tell everybody to get together as soon as possible...... It's time for our wolves to rise! ”

While those leaders are thinking about how to lead their subordinates to survive these thirty days, our protagonist Mo Wen is doing the hard work.

"Up!" Once again, the shadow of the cloud was inserted into the ground, and the thick earthen wall slowly rose.

"Whew...... It's finally done. Looking at the four earthen walls that surrounded his small tent, Mo Wen nodded with satisfaction.

[The consumption of spiritual power is a bit large...... But it's finally done. Mo Wen jumped lightly and landed on the wall he had just built, looking at the blood-colored moon above his head, Mo Wen felt a trance in his heart.

[At first, I felt a little infiltrating...... But it still looks pretty now? Mo Wen looked at the blood moon and muttered to himself: "Although the color is a little brighter, this can be regarded as a 'bright moon'." ”

"Yunying, what do you say about the qualifications of those two little girls?" Mo Wen held the sword of love, and sat directly on the earthen wall. "Although they are all heroines, they are still too tender."

"A pure little girl who doesn't know the world really wastes her talent as a demonic nobleman." Mo Wen whispered his judgment to Aijian: "If she is unlucky, she will not even be able to survive the test of this world...... As the number and strength of the attacking necrons increases, there will always be a time when I can no longer protect her. ”

"At that time, this little girl who escaped marriage will probably become one of the countless undead in this world...... She didn't have to worry about that marriage contract, although Hyoto Kazusei was a big pervert, he was still very responsible. ”

"As for the other ...... Concealing inner fragility with an indifferent exterior is probably the case. Mo Wen remembered Mengxiang's cold little face, and sighed in his heart: "Although I don't know what happened in her original world, but looking at her decisiveness and momentum when she made a move, I think I have experienced a lot of killings......"

Although she has strength, her cold eyes are full of confusion, even if she hides it well, I can still see it...... After all, there was a time when I could often see similar looks in the mirror. Mo Wen patted Aijian lightly: "Now, Yunying, you said that our combination is interesting, right?" The guy who takes the lead only lives for the sake of living, and the other one who has strength also has no goal; And the only little girl who has a goal to strive for is a scumbag. ”

"There was once a special literary guy who said that the unpredictable wisdom, the wealth of the enemy, the power that covers the sky, and the power of the world...... Even if you have these, you don't necessarily have to be strong. Only those who have a strong heart and an unwavering will are truly strong. Mo Wen smiled silently: "Otherwise, even if you have what I said, you won't live happily...... I feel like I'm like the one in Fatezero, and I don't know the meaning of my life. ”

"Hmm...... It's not like him, at least I have other hobbies, and I'm sad or angry about all sorts of things. But ...... Mo asked, stretching out his five fingers to the sky, "the same emptiness...... What do I live for, what do I do to live, I am still the latter. ”

"Forget it, just like Zhou Dashen said, how many people think about this? It's just idle people who have a pain in the egg who cares about this. Cloud Shadow, please listen to me complain for so long. "Mo Wen carefully wraps the sword of love with strips of cloth." Anyway, let's live first. Even if those two little girls don't necessarily have the same heart as me, they are also the ones I pulled into this traveler's home...... Try to keep them alive. ”

"Those necromancy tonight are too weak...... The survival trials at the Traveler's House will never be so simple, and after the appetizer comes the main meal. Mo Wen put the wrapped cloud shadow on his back: "After that, it's up to you, old friend." ”

Cloud Shadow was as silent as ever.

Just when Mo Wen confided in his love sword and vented his psychological pressure, there was silence in the tent, and the two little girls looked at each other silently, and the atmosphere was indescribably depressing.

“…… I'm sorry. Moe Xiang broke the silence first.

"Nothing!" Facing Moeka's direct gaze, Lias lowered her head and said in a low voice, "As that guy said first, it's me who is immature." ”

“…… How are you feeling tonight? Seeing that Lias didn't want to talk about this, Moe Xiang also changed the subject.

"What else? I almost thought I was going to die......" Lias lay on her sleeping bag, staring blankly at the blue-black inside of the tent. "That monster's claws almost hurt me, and if it weren't for that guy, I'd be dead."

"Moexiang." Lias bit her lip, "Do you think I'm useless?" I want you to protect me everywhere, obviously the two of us are about the same age, but you are much better than me......"

"Incomparable, my world is similar to here, full of monsters mutated from humans." Moeka's eyes darkened, and she sighed: "If you don't have the power, the god of death will quickly take you out of that world." ”

"So, Lias." Meng Xiang's eyes froze: "You have to adapt to the battlefield no matter what, kill, just like me." ”

"Our current master doesn't seem to be a cold-blooded and ruthless guy, and he shouldn't treat us like cannon fodder...... Lias, try to live! I'll do my best to help you. ”

"I see...... Thank you. Lias bowed her head.

"That's right, Moeka." The little girl suddenly looked up: "What do you want to do now?" ”

“…… I don't know. Meng Xiang's voice was low: "It's because I don't know what I want to do that I was contracted by him." ”

"That's the deal!" Lias held out her little thumb: "When that guy completes my contract, you can go to my world with me!" There's a lot of interesting stuff out there, even though I've only seen it in books......"

"It's okay, I'll be with you then." Looking at Lias who was smiling, the corners of Meng Xiang's mouth, who had always maintained a pseudo-three-no state, also curved slightly, and her two little fingers hooked together.

"Then it's agreed."

"Well, it's agreed!" Moe Xiang nodded. "He who repents will swallow a thousand needles."