First of all, the Fallen Demon is not tall enough and weighs too little.

Don't think that you don't need to care about weight in a fight, on the contrary, weight is often the basis for determining victory or defeat.

For example, in yesterday's battle, the little brother of the Sinking Demon rushed up fiercely, but was choked by the zombies and picked up on the spot.

Those two poor little short legs couldn't touch the ground no matter how they kicked, and the two arms were round, plus the weapons in their hands, they only barely touched each other.

This fight can't be fought at all, if Qin Yu really couldn't stand it anymore and chose to rush over to help, this little brother of the Sinking Demon would be strangled to death by the other party.

In addition, the little brother of the Sinking Demon has a bigger and more fatal flaw, that is, he is the Sinking Demon.

Sounds weird, doesn't it? The little brother who was resurrected with the corpse of the Sinking Demon is naturally a Sinking Demon.

But the problem is that other people don't know that this is his resurrection.

Could it be that he wants to tell others that he has learned the ultimate skill of a necromancer at the first level~ resurrection?

There's no such thing as bragging.

Unable to explain the origin of this Sinking Demon, he may be killed as a degenerate.

Such a disgraceful little brother, what is the use?

This is also the reason why Qin Yu didn't dare to enter that camp.

So at this time, Qin Yu had already begun to think about replacing his younger brother in his heart.

It's just that before he could think about what to change, an accident suddenly came.

It was a dark and windy night, and Qin Yu was lying in the camp tent studying the map, and the flashlight was turned on to the maximum.

And outside the camp, in the patrol of the Sinking Demon Brother's dedication.

It was originally an ordinary daily life, but who would have thought that when Qin Yu was racking his brains to open the map to find the route, there was a sudden sound of fighting outside.

Qin Yu, who heard the sound, hurriedly got out of the camp tent and quickly ran towards the place where the sound started.

When he ran to the scene, he saw that his Sinking Demon was fighting with the four professionals.

The fight between the two sides was hot, and the big blade in the hands of the Sinking Demon was slashing wildly, and at this time a burly barbarian was desperately knocking him on the knee.

The knife is fast, and it is about to dance out of the afterimage.

And this four-person team is not ordinary, the barbarian is wearing leather armor, holding an axe in one hand and a shield in the other, and is hurting each other with the Sinking Demon regardless of it.

Looking at his posture, this guy should be a defensive berserker with main physical strength, and his physical defense ability is extremely outstanding, and the sinking demon can only cut off a little bit of blood with a knife with 20 points of strength.

Next to this guy, a paladin turned on the aura augmentation teammate, and at the same time attacked desperately with a shield and a wooden stick, quite a whack-a-mole posture, and the stick clattered.

Next to her was an Amazonian warrior shooting arrows with a bow, and standing next to her was also an archer, but a Rog archer, shooting with the crowd.

A few guys are fighting in full swing, and the little brother of the Sinking Demon is already scarred.

When Qin Yu arrived, it was already too late.

The little brother of the Sinking Demon, who was about to run out of health, roared angrily and carried out his final dying struggle.

I saw him rush out, open his bloody mouth, and bite the barbarian's throat.

At this critical moment, the paladin on the side suddenly waved his shield, emitting a white light.

Skill! Shield Strike!

With a bang, the Sinking Demon was knocked out and fainted for a moment.

It was also at this moment that the barbarian had already roared angrily, and pulled out the battle axe in his hand with all his strength.

The broad side on the back of the axe hit the Sinking Demon's jaw like a hammer.

With a click, the Demon of Destruction was smashed more than two meters high.

Before he could hit the ground, two flickering arrows had already pierced his body!

Rocket!

The little brother of the Sinking Demon, who was about to run out of health, finally died after being hit by four people in a row.

As the little brother of the Sinking Demon hung up, the four of them let out a sigh of relief, and the barbarian rubbed his knees and bared his teeth.

"What kind of variant is this? It's fast! Great power! The defense is still high! I guess he can't be a dark gold boss, right? ”

The Amazon female warrior in the rear, who was also relieved, wiped her body

Bloodstains, while casually replying.

"If he's really a dark gold boss, you won't have a chance to rub your knees, second goods."

The female warrior is not a long-range archer who specializes in bows and arrows, she first fought hand-to-hand with the little brother of the Fallen Demon.

It's just that in the face of the wind-like fast knife of the little brother of the Sinking Demon, the Amazon female warrior was unfortunately defeated.

And because of the poor equipment, his health was frustrated again and again, and he almost didn't die on the spot, so he started shooting from a distance.

Wiping the blood from her body, and seeing that the wound had begun to heal slowly, the Amazonian warrior suddenly glared at her companion viciously.

"I warn you again, you brute! All the money we have on us is to buy you equipment! As a result, I don't even have any good gear! So you have to do your duty as a meat shield! ”

The corners of the barbarian's mouth twitched when he heard this.

"Obviously you rushed through ............ first"

"Huh?"

"Ahem, my fault, I'll pay attention next time."

The barbarian laughed dryly, strode over to the corpse of the little brother of the Sinking Demon, and suddenly roared.

"Whew!"

With a roar, an invisible energy fluctuation spread, quickly enveloping the corpse of the Sinking Demon Brother.

With a chirp, the corpse of the little brother of the Sinking Demon trembled, and then there was no movement.

The barbarian who saw this scene was stupid and reached out to scratch his head.

"No, this guy is at least an elite monster, how can he not find anything?"

What this barbarian used just now was a skill called medicine searching, which had a certain chance of condensing medicine from corpses.

Red bottles, blue bottles, and even the extremely precious instant recovery potion, commonly known as the purple bottle, have a chance to be found.

It's just that at a low level, the chance of finding a drug with this ability is low.

There is one exception, however, and that is to search for the corpses of powerful creatures.

For example, elite monsters, and then bosses.

Loot can inevitably be found from them, but using the corpse of the boss to find medicine is too luxurious, and those high-level barbarians generally use another skill to find it, that is, the Finding Object skill.

As the name suggests, this skill is to condense items on the corpse, and some masters have even rummaged through the corpse of the boss to find dark gold equipment.

At this time, the ability to find medicine failed, making everyone look at each other.

If you fail to find medicine on the corpse of an elite monster or above, there are generally only two possibilities.

Either the barbarian was unlucky enough to arrive home and didn't even get a consolation prize.

Either the corpse isn't the boss at all.

Of course, the barbarians will not admit that they are unlucky, but if this sinking demon is not an existence above the elite monster, everyone will not believe it.

Look at the four guys who were beaten, the broken phase, the injured injured, isn't this called a boss?

If it's not a boss, how can it be a one-hit four?

Eventually, the companions looked at the barbarian with disdain, apparently skeptical of his luck and character.

This made the barbarian bitter and unspeakable, and he couldn't help but show his bitter face.

At this moment, the Rog archer next to him, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke.

"Well, have you gained experience?"

Hearing what Rog Archer said, the barbarian couldn't help but grin and replied casually while checking his attributes.

"Of course I got it, such a difficult boss, you have to give me 50 points to say the least............ Holy! My experience too! ”

Finding that his experience streaks hadn't moved, the barbarian looked at the others in shock.

The strange-looking Amazonian warrior shrugged her shoulders, indicating that she didn't get it either.

Seeing this, the barbarian turned his head to look at his captain, the paladin.

"Boss, have you forgotten to share your experience?"

The paladin, who had a face with a national character and looked very serious, looked up at the barbarian when he heard this, and his mouth opened slightly.

"Fuck you! Don't be a thief and catch a thief! The last one to make up the knife is fucking you! ”

"Ahem, calm down, calm down! I'm the wild

Barbarians! The swearing should be mine! ”

"Scold you third uncle and grandmother! You still want to scold me? Beware of Lao Tzu tearing your mouth on the spot! ”

The captain of the paladin, who was supposed to abide by the honor of knighthood, spat out a fragrant mouth at this time, and was stunned to spray the grumpy barbarian speechlessly.

"Boss, do you know why other people are reluctant to team up with you when you're so capable?"

"That's because I love greeting their ancestors! If you dare not open that pot again! Believe it or not, I greet your ancestors! ”

"Holy! Dare to greet my ancestors? Lao Tzu is your ancestor! ”

"You're fucking, it's kind of a heads-up!"

"Come on! Who's afraid of whom! ”

Seeing that the two stinky men were arguing again, the Amazon female warrior shook her head helplessly, strode to the corpse, picked up the corpse casually, and then the whole person was stunned.

"Where's the equipment?!"

The two people who had already pinched up next to them turned their heads to look at this side when they heard the words, and then saw that the Sinking Demon had not exploded a single piece of equipment, and suddenly looked at each other angrily.

"Say! Didn't you kid steal it! ”

"Fuck you! It's obviously your black face that is too unlucky! Lost your gear! ”

"You're farting! Lao Tzu is among the barbarians, and that is a well-known little white face in ten miles and eight villages! Scold who has a black face! ”

The two quarreled back and forth, and in the end even the Amazonian warrior joined in, and the three guys, who were not very good-tempered, were so red-faced that if it weren't for the Rog archers in the middle, they would have had to fight on the spot.

At this moment, Qin Yu, who had been watching the play for a long time next to him, moved, but accidentally stepped on a branch and made a creaking sound.

Almost as soon as the voice sounded, the Rog archer, who was fighting, had already grabbed his short bow and shot an arrow with a whoosh.

The arrow flew towards Qin Yu with extreme precision, but fortunately, Qin Yu was not slow to react, and dodged sideways at the critical moment, successfully avoiding the arrow blade.

"What people!"

At the same time, the sound of coquettishness sounded, and the Amazon female warrior who reacted also raised the short bow in her hand, forming a trap with her own archers.

The Barbarian and Paladin hurriedly stood by the two archers, protecting their ranged units.

The four-person coordination is perfect, and the defensive actions are done in one go.

Under their nervous gaze, Qin Yu walked out of the bushes with his hands raised, and the equipment on his body exuded the brilliance of magic.

"Don't shoot, your own people!"

Seeing a professional emerge from the grass, the four of them did not relax their vigilance, and the Amazon female warrior took out a short sword from the storage space, shook it and threw it beside Qin Yu.

"Equip it!"

Qin Yu, who had already faced this kind of test, was already familiar with this.

He quickly equipped his weapons and shook them in front of the four of them.

After making sure they saw it clearly, Qin Yu took off the short sword and threw it back to the Amazon female warrior.

"That's right, it's my own people."

The four people who saw Qin Yu's actions breathed a sigh of relief and immediately put away the weapons in their hands.

"You don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing in the grass?"

The Amazon female warrior glared at Qin Yu angrily, and provoked Qin Yu to laugh bitterly.

"I should ask you this, right, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing here?"

"What is a demon? We're fighting the boss! In the fight to sink ............ Wait a minute! ”

The barbarian on the side just wanted to explain a few sentences, but he was suddenly stunned for a second, as if he had understood something, and his eyes looked strange like Qin Yu.

"I said, could it be that you kid stole our loot and robbed us of our experience, right?"

As soon as the barbarian said this, the other three also cast questioning looks.

The kind of thing that the barbarians say has not happened before, but it happens often.

This kind of behavior is put in the game and is called monster grabbing.

The corners of Qin Yu's mouth twitched when he heard this, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the corpse of the Sinking Demon on the ground.

Monster grabbing? This is obviously his fault, okay!

Dare the wicked to sue first! They killed their pets! I haven't settled accounts with them yet!