The experience of the black squirrel and the jumping rabbit must be one in the sky and one in the ground.

Fight five jumping rabbits to move up one level, and fight one black squirrel to move up five levels.

Of course, this is the novice period, but in any case, it is definitely more cost-effective to fight black rats than to hunt jumping rabbits.

Fei Ge rubbed his eyebrows, he didn't expect a handy task to be played by American players so bloody, these players grabbed the monster and called a don't die, he is a little worried now, whether he put these players too close.

Obviously, it is said that Maozi's combat effectiveness is strong, and the people in American clothes don't lose at all, especially when they put cold arrows in their backs and shoot black guns.

Along with the members of the team, they don't let go, in order to be able to swallow the experience points alone, there are even those who directly kill the team members, and then enjoy the experience points for themselves.

This wave of riotous operations has become a nightmare for American players.

Many players actively united to isolate those perverted killers, and even went to the national server forum to open a bounty, hoping that they would spend a month running to the border in the north to hunt down these demons.

"Kill everyone of their own? Are you infected by demonic energy? The lieutenant carefully stood in front of Marda, and watched not far away, a blonde girl being hacked to death by a beautiful man with light gray eyes......

Marda's face was solemn, thinking that the gray-eyed man would run after them, but the other man just looked at them, nodded, and ran away, not afraid of them at all, and began to search for the black squirrel.

Beep Pavilion

Crazy, right?

Looking at the brave people, Marda was solemn, these people seem to be peaceful, how can they kill each other?

"Let's ask the old shaman what the hell is going on." Marda's pony was the first to run, and on the prairie, there was an extra team of horses.

Several players looked at the horses and moved their minds.

There are many ownerless wild horses in the grasslands, there are not many in the south, but there are many in the north.

At present, except for Sigma in the game, the rest of the place is Ru Mao drinking blood, there are no technological facilities at all, and it is all on the legs to go out.

If you can tame a group of wild horses, it is estimated that it will be a lot of money.

The old shaman is busy treating the players, whether these people are resurrected or return to the city, they are often injured and tired of the old shaman.

But she was glad that the brave men sent by the goddess were brave and good at fighting, and perhaps it would not be long before these beautiful young men could return to attack the Rhine.

At the beginning, the goddess could promise herself that if she counterattacked the Rhine, she would not hurt those dwarf compatriots, and the goddess of Gesia was much more tolerant than the goddess of Gaia.

"W-what's going on?" Before she could ask the old shaman, Marda was stunned.

She actually saw the brave man who had just died, standing intact in front of the old shaman.

The brave man also saw Marda, she gritted her teeth and said, "You saw that man kill me just now, and I didn't help him, and we are all here to help you clean up the black squirrels." ”

"Hey...... We ......" Marda was dumbfounded, she was just speculating, who would have thought that this person was really a brave man who had just died and could not die again.

"Old shaman, what's going on, she, isn't she dead?" Marda stood on her tiptoes and looked at the old shaman's hand, convinced that the old shaman would not resurrect the spell.

If she had, she would not have taken refuge in Dakar.

The old shaman glanced at the sky secretly, "If you believe in the goddess Gesya, then I can tell you, if not, you should think for yourself." ”

No wonder those brave men don't have demonic energy on them.

It turned out that it could be resurrected.

The cured brave man looked at the sky helplessly, and complained: "They are just NPCs, and they won't understand my feelings." ”

Marda is stunned, NPC? What do you mean?

It's a pity that the brave are all in a hurry, time is money, no one wants to lag behind, and the cured brave can't stay where she is, because the people behind will push her away directly.

"Let's go, we're still waiting for treatment."

"NPCs can't get in the way, we're all here to complete the mission."

"I've heard there aren't many black squirrels left, so we'll have to hurry."

Hordes of American players stood in front of the old shaman, bathed in the glow of healing.

The old shaman is also not afraid of hardship, and it will be a day to raise this arm.

"My lord, if this continues, the black squirrel will soon be gone." The lieutenant general on the side cautiously tested, for fear that Marda would be unhappy.

Think about it, there are so many black rats, these people are all killed, and they don't even let go of their own people, no matter how many black squirrels there are, can there be more people with these black hearts?

And these people only kill black rats, and the level is not high, so it shouldn't be a climate.

Back at the tent, the paladin was found again, and Emmonton was sitting in front of the sandbox, meditating.

"The purification potion you want will be delivered tomorrow, what are you going to do?" Marda looked at the sand table and had a bad premonition.

Amoton bowed his head, "I said, sir, don't always look at me like this, as if I was unlucky, not that I said, we are allies, we are all serving the royal court, are you ......"

"You're here to serve the royal court? Aren't you for the temple? "Marda is not so easy to deceive, don't think that she looks like a child, the mind is a child.

Ammonton was stunned in his heart, and cautiously tested, "Your Excellency is still so humorous, you should have heard that the people of the Rhine may soon have another large-scale attack, and Lord Morris is still recuperating from his injuries, and I am afraid that he needs your help." ”

Hearing this, Marda's head ached.

If you go to the battlefield, your brothers will be more than lucky.

She finally pulled back some from the Ghost Gate, and if there was another big battle, she pursed her lips and kept pinching her armor with her hands, "You still plan to use the tactics of the last time?" ”

"At least the last tactic was effective." Edmonton don't look over, last time, Marda's troops lost 150,000 people, these people didn't even have a place to bury their bones in the end, those monsters really don't spit out bones when they eat people, and the current Rhine should be no different from hell.

Marda was certainly reluctant to do this, but what could she do?

Even if the other party will find the similarity in tactics, as long as they can resist, what's the big deal about dying some people?

Even if it is a paladin, there is no guarantee that he will be alive in this war, look at old Morris, this lord almost died, I heard that the holy light is useless, or Lord John brought a miracle doctor to cure him.

"Okay, then you can go, I'll arrange it." Marda jumped into her chair, frowning tightly.