Unexpectedly, as if provoked by Tang Ze's words, the tough roots of the palm tree tightened more and more, and smashed it into the ground. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The smoke and dust dispersed with the rubble, and Tang Ze was in the middle of the rift, holding back the dizziness, and spat out a mouthful of blood expressionlessly.

In the attribute interface, which can only be seen by oneself, the level of the ball (health) filled with red liquid has dropped a lot, but it is controlled on a subtle horizontal line.

He didn't think that the other party could understand Chinese, and most of them had the intention of torturing and consuming willpower.

The rattan squirmed and stretched out, easily strangled Tang Ze's legs, completely controlled his limbs, and dragged directly in front of the huge Teng Shu's body.

His pupils turned back to gold, and his eyes quickly moved down, staring at Tang Ze, who was close at hand.

Being stared at, Tang Ze resisted the urge to spit on it.

"Subordinates or death..."

The strange connection between the consciousnesses was re-established, and the communication barriers between them disappeared.

It seemed that only under the red pupils could clearly express the sentence, Tang Ze inadvertently glanced at the two columns of zombies on the tree body, and secretly noted down the number.

"Time, time I need to think about."

"You let me down first."

Looking directly into the golden eyes without fear, Tang Ze said in a deep voice.

The strategy of delaying the army is a personal one, and the key is how effective it is when used on demons.

Staring at Tang Ze for about 4,5 seconds, the entwined rattans were withdrawn one after another, along with the palm roots tied around his waist, Tang Ze was secretly happy, jumped lightly, and fell to the ground.

"It's still easy to do."

He pretended to pat his arms and legs, and he noticed that the rattan hidden behind the tree was trembling slightly, ready to shoot at any moment.

The roots of the palm tree, which was slumped on the messy ground, secretly encircled him, and laid a soft trap very insidiously.

"No, you can't run away like this."

Tang Ze secretly said that it was bad and cut off the idea of escaping.

In addition to the wide-eyed gaze, he clearly perceived the cold gaze of the two columns of zombies, like a bow with a full string, ready to attack.

"Time・・・End..."

The increasingly indifferent gaze gradually pierced Tang Ze's skin, flesh and blood, as if to peek into his inner thoughts.

Do you still have a choice? Isn't this forcible force?

Tang Ze scolded in his heart, but on the surface, he pretended to shake his head easily, making an unfathomable look, and when the countless rattans began to be restless, he quickly spread his right hand, stretched it forward, and aimed his palm at the golden eyes.

"Wait!"

It's a classic pose, reminiscent of a certain panda.

He had expected the rattans to stop and be whetted by him, but they didn't stop.

Sharp tips pierced into the limbs, blood splattered, and fine, cold shoots wriggled inside.

"・・・Persecution・・Not allowed・・・・Voluntary...

Intermittent consciousness came from the golden eyes, and Tang Ze's heart was cold, he forgot that the other party had the ability to spy on his heart.

The demon is fickle, and he is overdressing.

The cold killing intent enveloped Tang Ze, and his health soon began to decline.

"Warning: Current health is too low!"

The warning sound was prompted three times, and his life blood cells were about to bottom out, with only 6 points left.

"Damn."

Tang Ze gritted his teeth angrily, suppressed the upwelling feeling of weakness, and squeezed out a sentence.

Let him grovel to the golden eyes in front of him, and like those zombies, if he had crossed that meeting earlier, he might have agreed with tears in his eyes.

In his previous life, he was not a big person, he didn't have a pretentious stinky temper, and as a small employee of a company with nearly 1,000 people, nodding his head has long been a basic skill.

Many ordinary people in society are struggling to survive, and he is no different.

But now, he had a feeling that if he bowed his head to him at this moment, something would leave him.

It's like a fallen king who slipped from his head because he bowed his head and fell into pieces.

It's an amazing feeling.

"Ignorance..."

The color of mockery was undisguised, the golden eyes unscrupulously sarcastic Tang Ze's stubbornness, the tip of the rattan extended again, and several thin strips swam in the flesh and blood, converging on Tang Ze's chest.

Tang Ze snorted weakly, his yellow pupils gradually lost focus, and the life blood cells of the panel slipped to the bottom, leaving only a trace of red.

"Warning: Only 1 HP left! The character is dying!"

It's still a repeat sound three times.

The moment the old black robe of the god of death was about to envelop him, the rattans that gathered on Tang Ze's chest merged into the flesh and blood, and the pale green pattern quickly took shape.

The puppet demon with teeth and claws, armed with a short dagger, mocked unscrupulously.

Named [Curse of the Green Devil], it is an evil witchcraft derived from hell that manipulates the recipient through the "Thread of Pain".

"Warning: Ailment [Curse], please check the Properties panel for details."

This warning was very timely, but Tang Ze really didn't have the strength to check it.

The green light full of life shines through the body of the tree, and it is continuously transported to Tang Ze through the rattan, and he is forced to hang it on the edge of 1 health.

"EXP +1"

"EXP +1"

"EXP +1"

It seems that there is still gray energy absorbed by Tang Ze, and the messages are continuous, but these are automatically ignored by him.

More rattans stretched out from the tree, constantly flying and approaching, obscuring the gray sky in Tang Ze's vision, and a tide of darkness descended.

Consciousness sank into the depths of darkness.

・・・

Ding Linlin, a pleasant silver bell rang from the door.

Under the bright lights, the cold wind poured into the tavern, carrying a trace of extremely elegant incense, as if it was a silent greeting.

“・・・”

The air was suddenly silent, except for the faint sound of footsteps.

The drinker at the door looked at the beautiful figure that had just flashed in a daze, and sniffed intoxicatedly.

The supple blonde hair swayed slightly, the blue and amber eyes looked calmly ahead, the fair side face did not have any makeup, the silver gray boots stepped briskly, and the brown civilian clothes could not hide the detached posture.

Canduras could not see such a beauty, and some of the excited drinkers invariably put down the bowl on their lips, intoxicated by the beauty of the moment.

You say this man, wonderful, wonderful.

"Ahh

It was as if the atmosphere of being at a gorgeous dance party was broken in an instant, and a yawn came from behind the noble girl.

Nania rubbed the tears from the corners of her eyes, and inadvertently noticed the strange stares cast by the drinkers, and immediately turned cold.

What do you see, how can you people look at my young lady casually?!

Thinking so, she glared back very unceremoniously, and the thin-skinned drinkers bowed their heads stupidly, while most of the rough men laughed, pointed at her and began to discuss.

Camp Roger is not like the big cities of the Duchy of Westmar, where most of the people who can drink and chat here are adventurers who fight monsters, rather than nobles who temper their moods, or troubadours who seek love.

The knight's sense of etiquette was ingrained in Nanya's mind, and she frowned, ready to teach the adventurers in front of her a lesson.

The white hand quietly grabbed her, the noble girl smiled silently, and Nania turned her head helplessly.

The figure of the second girl disappeared at the staircase leading to the second floor, and the cold atmosphere was heated up in an instant.

In the midst of the cacophony, the tousled bartender cupped his cheeks, pursed his lips, and pressed the magic rune next to the counter.

The beautiful text outside the tavern suddenly changed, turning from green to red.

"Closure of Business"