His voice is very strange, with a delicate appearance, but it gives out a rough timbre like a strong man.

"Dragon and Tiger Demon Formation (Status: Broken; Number of uses remaining: 1 time)

Place of Origin: A Chinese Ghost Story World

Item Rarity: Light blue

Item Effect: When this item is used, a circular force field with a radius of 800 meters and 1 point for each stat is formed. Causes the designated units in the formation to gain an additional 5% bonus to the damage of monsters or dark creatures, reducing the damage taken by 5%. (The bonus object is specified by the formation owner)

Requirements: Wisdom is higher than 5 points, Spirit is higher than 8 points.

Material: brocade cloth, blood.

Combat Effectiveness Score for this item: 9

Comments: It's just a hastily drawn garbage with a big bald head. ”

Zhao Qian, who was accustomed to seeing all kinds of people, quickly reacted, he looked at the attributes of the array again, and raised his head and asked.

"What do you call it?"

"Wrenches, daggers." The strong man pointed to himself, and then to the young man behind him.

"White Fang."

Zhao Qian said, but the girl next to him remained silent.

Her face is quite delicate. He looked down and carefully stared at the map and array map in the wrench's hand.

After a long time, her mouth was still tightly closed, and the atmosphere had cooled down a little, and she still didn't mean to speak.

"Whitewater."

"When will the target come?"

Just when the strong man couldn't help but speak again, a white piece of paper appeared in front of everyone. The owner of the paper held it, and the two lines on it were lined with straight eyebrows.

It's what this girl wants to say. The paper seemed to be her prop, because Zhao Qian didn't see the girl writing with a pen.

Mute?

The faces of the two of them suddenly softened a little, since people have unspeakable secrets that they can't speak, they can be forgiven.

"Midnight, or three o'clock. I don't know. ”

The wrench looked up and looked at the Taoist priest who continued to install the background board there, and he didn't have the slightest intention of interjecting. In fact, in some places where he unintentionally showed his strength, this guy wasn't very powerful, even weaker than the weakest of them all, White Fang.

Yes, judging from the attribute points of the people present, it is indeed Zhao Qian who is the worst in it, but it is not sure that people have no hole cards.

"What is certain at the moment is that it will come."

As he spoke, he pulled out a test tube from his ticket, which contained a viscous scarlet liquid. Ancestry reagents. He seemed to be well prepared.

With his right hand, he crushed the test tube in his hand, and the scarlet blood made a "snort" sound after it came into contact with the air, and gradually turned black.

"White werewolf blood."

Zhao Qian glanced at this guy's demonstratively safe and sound hands, and the broken glass shards were also thrown to the ground in the granary by a wrench, accompanied by the regretful gaze of the Taoist priest.

In ancient times, things like glass have always been very precious, especially this kind of crystal clear. Dedicated to today, how can it be exchanged for a small reward.

This is already a rare treasure, but it was crushed by this guy at will.

Before that, it was filled with the essence blood of the little demon, which had the taste of buying and returning the pearls.

The blood was very fishy, this was something that Zhao Qian only smelled on the surface.

Through the beast's intuition, he could clearly detect that some of the small animals outside seemed to be agitated by the smell, and he could even see two ants under the torch biting together in front of a drop of blood.

Rats, bats, snakes, and centipedes with thick laces.

"Whew!"

He watched silently, the corpses of all kinds of animals were nailed to the ground by the knife in the dagger's hand, flying knives.

The wrench, however, seemed to be a little strange, lit a camel cigarette in his mouth, and did not care at all about the grain and grass on the side, which would definitely be marked with a ban on fireworks if placed in modern times.

"Here we are."

Halfway through the cigarette, he threw it to the ground and trampled it out. He pulled out a semi-automatic rifle from his ticket, and his eyes sharpened. An old gunslinger.

The dagger on the side held the throwing knives that he had landed on the corpses on the ground. There was no sound.

The monsters came faster than they all thought.

Zhao Qian stood there and didn't move.

Because the outside was quiet for a moment, it was not at all like the atmosphere of a summer night, such as the chirping of insects, such as some of the sounds of Si Xi Suo could not be heard.

Nothing is more sensitive than these little things.

The smell of decay.

As he got closer, he smelled the smell of rotten meat.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

That's not the point, the point is, the shots went off.

Yes.

The wrench fired three shots in the back of himself, aimed at the Taoist priest.

Zhao Qian pulled out the Western sword in his hand, but he didn't rush to move. He stood there and watched.

Looking at this guy who had been hit in the vital part with three bullets, one shot even hit him in the forehead. Blood, and no.

There was some slimy water flowing out, making the rotten and disgusting smell of the whole granary even stronger. Corpse water, something that corpses will naturally produce before and after the Giant View.

Not people.

He looked at the thing in surprise, and before the recognition could be hooked up, it moved.

Closing the distance between the four of them at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The wrench stepped back unhurriedly and shot at the point, and the dagger looked at Zhao Qian with the knife in his hand and motioned to go together.

These two guys definitely know that. He said silently in his heart, holding the Western sword and facing it.