"Be careful!"

The words formed by water stains are not very obvious on the dark table. It can be recognized at a glance with the eyesight of a hero-level student. These two words made Hu Siming's heart skip a beat.

Be careful?

If you are worried that the ruins of the red mist are dangerous, there is no need for such a superfluous approach. His reminder must mean something else. Who the hell is being careful?

Hu Siming sat in his seat for a moment, revealing a slight sneer.

Although it is not clear what to be careful about, Hu Siming can already roughly guess who is behind his own scenes. Counting it up, there are only a few people Hu Siming really offended in the academy. After Chen Jiu and Brother Ten followed Sagittarius to betray the school, there were none other than Han Feng and Wang Hongyang.

Other people may be inadvertently offended, but now that Hu Siming is the captain of a large Libra team, it is too late to please those who have a little holiday, and they will never dare to calculate him to death again. And Han Feng, this guy, was killed by Hu Siming several times in succession, and the first postgraduate entrance examination was not unsuccessful unexpectedly, and he was still preparing for the second postgraduate examination. Not to mention whether he dared to come again in his heart, even if he had an idea, he didn't have the ability to direct Feng Zhizhang, let alone take out a big sword.

Then, the enemy that Feng Zhizhang asked him to be careful of was already about to come out.

"Hmph, it's really a thief. ”

After determining who the enemy was, Hu Siming muttered a curse and hesitated in his heart.

Since this entrusted task is not real, but a trap deliberately set by the other party, then Feng Zhizhang said before that there are many other masters, which must be fake. As for the Spectral Elixir...... In order to convince yourself, this is mostly true. So, should you go on this dangerous trip?

If you don't go, there will naturally be no threat, and the panda wine fairy will be busy in vain. If you can invite Feng Zhizhang, it is estimated that you will owe a big favor. But what if you take a risk?

There is a notarized entrustment of the college, and the other party cannot regret it. As long as you can gather twenty crystals of the Red Mist Ghost, you can eat this bait set by the Panda Wine Fairy. He played a good game with a small abacus, and wanted to use this big sword to lure Hu Siming into being fooled, but he didn't know that Hu Siming was also plotting against his equipment.

I just don't know what the panda's plan or conspiracy is.

Stay near the ruins of the red mist in advance, and follow up to kill when you see yourself appearing?

This should be the most direct and practical solution, but only if the enemy is unprepared. As long as you are prepared, it is the most difficult to be effective.

Based on Hu Siming's understanding of the Panda Wine Fairy, he may have such preparations, but he may not pin all his hopes on this one method, and most of them have other preparations. didn't want to know this, Hu Siming didn't dare to jump into the trap rashly, otherwise he would be a fool if he fell into it and was buried knowing that there was a pit.

What might Feng Zhizhang know?

Hu Siming hesitated, but gave up the idea of asking him. When it comes to such an important plan, the panda wine fairy may not let him know. Second, Hu Siming doesn't believe in Feng Zhizhang very much. Although the other party took the initiative to warn, he first ate the sweetness of the panda wine fairy, turned his face and made vague gestures to Hu Siming, and he was very familiar with not leaving any evidence, and neither side was offended, it was simply a slippery head.

Such a person, even if he really knows something, Hu Siming is very skeptical that he will say it.

Shaking his head, he waved his sleeve and threw out a flame to remove the quick-drying water stains, Hu Siming returned to Libra's headquarters, ready to delve into it.

.........

The first compulsory class of the third year will be held on September 4 as scheduled.

This is likely to be the last compulsory course for Yan Shaoou and Shi Niu before the graduate school entrance examination, and both of them value it very much. did his best, fought three consecutive games in the Roshan team battle, and finally won it with difficulty. Not to mention earning a sum of generic points, I also got an experience potion, and LV10 is already within reach.

Although Yu Gaowu is still a lot behind, with his talent bonus, he has also caught up with the elite LV7.

This speed is also very impressive.

If it is a qiē shun lì, Yu Gaowu's speed in the postgraduate examination may be able to catch up with Hu Siming. This made several people in the squad have to sigh, the juniors are terrifying.

Several teammates are so powerful, Hu Siming will naturally not be idle. After painstakingly studying the Red Mist Ruins for a few days, Hu Siming saw a piece of information provided by a senior of the Third War Group, and there was also a large section of detailed information about the Red Mist Ruins.

Before this, Hu Siming was not sure about venturing into the ruins of the Red Mist, so much so that he even considered whether to let go of this bait. But with this intelligence support, Hu Siming's heart finally settled down.

He's ready to bite the hook!

Early the next morning, Hu Siming, who was fully prepared, re-entered the base camp of the new world.

is still cautious and hidden, but Hu Siming believes that since the panda wine fairy has set up a set to wait, there must be a special arrangement, so there is no need to worry that they can't keep up. But then again, wouldn't it be better if they couldn't keep up? Hu Siming didn't have to worry about any traps.

Mixed in the crowd, after the ordinary teleportation array near Tongguò Square transferred three times in a row, Hu Siming arrived at the southwestern border of the academy's control area.

There's a not-so-well-known town, Bloodsail Camp.

Because there aren't many commendable resources nearby, Bloodsail Camp is relatively empty for most of the year. It is only in September and October every year, when the Red Mist Ruins are opened, that this place is more popular. Due to the time limit every day, and the fact that the periphery of the Red Mist Ruins has been almost excavated over the years, most of the people who come here are for the Warcraft resources of the Red Mist Ruins. Those who really want to explore and dig for treasure are not as many as in previous years.

Hu Siming is a lone hero, and he is quite eye-catching among these people.

After coming out of the Bloodsail camp, he quickened his pace and crossed the nearby forest, and arrived at the periphery of the Red Mist Ruins at about eleven o'clock in the afternoon.

From a distance, this ruin, which sits on a hill, is enveloped in an endless sea of red clouds, which looks boundless, and the radius is hundreds of miles, to say the least. For the students, this distance itself is nothing, but the dangerous Cheng dù inside is known as a murderer, and the hero-level students don't know how many they have hung up. Therefore, no one dared to act rashly, or even rush into the depths of the ruins.

Eleven fifty a.m.

It was almost noon, and the sun was getting brighter and brighter. In another place, it was already starting to cool down in September. In the southern part of the New World, however, the temperature exceeded 45 degrees Celsius as if it were the height of summer. It is difficult for ordinary human beings to move in such temperatures, and only hero-level students can stand quietly outside the boundary under the exposure of the sun and high temperatures, waiting for the ebb of the red mist tide.

At this moment, there are already more than a dozen teams of all sizes waiting here. Among them, there are full teams of five people, and there are also students in groups of three or two or alone. A small group of people who know each other or have a good relationship with each other say hello to each other and exchange information. But most of the students still regard each other as competitors, looking at each other from a distance and with a sense of scrutiny.

No way, the Red Mist Ruins is such a dangerous place. Those who dare to come here are few good stubbles. If the benefits are big enough, even the name of the zodiac may not necessarily be good.

Because he was worried about the secret panda wine fairy, Hu Siming did not openly stand with them, but hid in the dark and waited for time.

Soon, it was noon.

The boundless, daunting red mist in the distance vibrated slightly like rising water vapor. Then, these red mist were really like the waves of the ebbing tide, slowly and silently shrinking backwards, faster and faster. At the beginning, Hu Siming and the others could still see the path of the red mist tide receding. After a minute or two, the red mist tide had receded without a trace, and it was unknown whether it had briefly decomposed in the sunlight or retracted into the core area of the most central ten kilometers of the ruins.

However, this question has nothing to do with the students who come here to hunt and explore.

The team, which had been waiting impatiently, kept a certain distance and entered the periphery of the red mist ruins in twos and threes in the direction of the red mist receding. Out of prudence, Hu Siming also opened a tricky fog alone, and followed the back of the crowd and quickly slipped into this forbidden place of death that was shrouded in fog all year round.

Such caution can almost be said to be the best it can be. Entering all the way, Hu Siming's fog of trickery was not broken, and he did not see the panda wine fairy and several of his teammates. To be honest, Hu Siming is also very curious about what means the panda wine fairy will prepare.

One thing is for sure, it's almost impossible to sneak up on him.

Thinking like this, he went to the outermost part of the ruins of the red mist, and to a half-collapsed city wall full of ruined walls. Due to the perennial erosion of red mist, the city walls are covered with a kind of red fungus stalls, like rotten bloodstains, which looks disgusting. If you're not mistaken, this is probably the wall of the town before the Arcane Empire collapsed.

Entering through the gap, there should be the main body of the ruins behind it.

As far as the eye could see, there was a dark red patch of red mist. The little red mist that remained, quickly evaporated in the direct rays of the midday sun, leaving behind a slightly pungent smell. This smell also has a certain toxicity, but it doesn't pose any threat to hero-level students. Along with the hint of the school emblem, Hu Siming noticed that the surrounding magic elements were abnormally active, which brought a lot of trouble to the release of skills.

Is there a certain increase in the failure rate of skill release and the amount of magic consumed?

Hu Siming felt it for a moment and couldn't help frowning. But fortunately, although the four skills of the Ash Spirit are all active, it is not a mage, but relies more on physical output. This dangerous forbidden land has not yet affected his combat power.