"What did you call me out for, only two bags of water?" Chen Qingyuan was very unhappy, but still threw a water bag to Hao Fei.

They can still survive a day and a half when they are hungry, and it is impossible to drink without water in the desert.

"There's a problem, look!" Hao Fei pulled Chen Qingyuan aside and motioned for her to look at the man in white.

At this time, the white cloth on the man in white had been soaked with sweat in many places, and it was wet and sticking to his body.

Chen Qingyuan poured a sip of water and said, "He wants to replenish his kidneys." ”

Hao Fei said in a low voice: "It's not weakness, it's not sweat at all." I smelled it at the downwind outlet just now, and there was no smell of sweat at all, but a smell of disinfectant water. ”

"You still smell his sweat? It's disgusting, isn't it? Chen Qingyuan frowned and said: "People are warlocks, most of the potions are the smell of disinfectant water, they are often in contact with it, it should be normal." ”

"Let's see, anyway, the rest of us will have water and food in the end, and I believe they won't watch us starve and thirst." Now that Chen Qingyuan has come out, Hao Fei is not in a hurry, as long as he is not yin, with the two of them joining forces, it is still okay to run if he can't beat him. All the while, he had always sensed that there was something wrong with the black and white warlock, at least, he didn't think those rare skill books would be so easy to obtain. In addition, he doesn't know much about the profession of warlock, but the rarer the skill book should be, the stronger the light and shadow effect should be, and those four books have no light and shadow effect at all.

The situations he observed were not important clues, and he didn't need to remind those people. On the contrary, this is a battlefield, and the more people die, the more beneficial it is for themselves, as long as Chen Qingyuan is fine.

Someone in the circle had already entered, a very ordinary warrior. Without the restraint of the sluggish formation, the speed of the warriors was very fast, and he had no weapons, so he rushed towards the white-haired middle-aged man with his bare hands.

The white-haired middle-aged man quickly chanted a few syllables, and at the same time raised his cane to the ground, and a white qi visible to the naked eye spread out in a ring, spreading until it reached the edge of the circle before disappearing.

"It's Frost Nova! He is a mage. "In fact, there is no need for outside players to explain, the most practical control skills of the master are known to most people.

The frost nova can freeze all creatures within the range of the skill, and the white-haired middle-aged man is very confident in the level of his skills, and he doesn't even look at the warrior whose legs are frozen in place by a large lump of ice, and with a wave of his hand, three ice arrows in a row are shot out.

The warrior's strength is not small, and after only struggling for a while, the ice lump on his leg began to crack, and I believe that he will definitely be able to get out of trouble by giving him another second. But the opponent's ice arrow came quickly, and the first one had already reached his chest, so he could only give up struggling and start defending.

The sharp head of the ice pick struck the warrior's protective fighting qi with a swirling stab, and exploded, because of the proper defense, the ice arrow did not cause any damage, only the biting chill brought him a little stiffness. However, it was this stiffening effect that made his defensive arms unable to completely prevent the second slightly deflected ice arrow, and he was knocked down, and the damage was also not high, but it opened the door wide.

Without any suspense, the third ice arrow was shot into the warrior's chest without resistance, and the powerful penetrating power caused the ice arrow to pass through his body.

A large transparent hole was broken in the middle of his chest, and the warrior looked down at his wound in disbelief, and sat on his knees with a limp. The tenacious vitality did not make him turn into white light immediately, but this pain of dying was the most cruel, and the warrior looked at the magician with a pleading gaze, hoping that the other party would give him a fatal blow and end his suffering.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to save every penny of mana, and there's still a stronger battle ahead of me." Although the middle-aged man turned sideways to the warrior, he seemed to see the warrior's eyes and said lightly.

"What precise control, what a cool uncle!" Those who have not reached the subtle realm will not be able to see the delicate manipulation and precise judgment between the mage's shots, and Chen Qingyuan is obviously not among them.

"I really had the foresight, but I was lucky to let you come down, otherwise I would have lost both at most with one less arm." Hao Fei felt the same way, and couldn't help but praise his foresight.

The warrior endured for five minutes before he died, and the blood in the field turned white with his death.

"One more." The mage's cold voice rang out.

Originally, the long queue outside the circle was gone, and everyone understood that without strength, queuing was a joke. When you meet a master like Chen Qingyuan and Mage, it's your turn, do you dare to go up?

Many of the players fell silent, and although they were unaware of the powerful manipulation of this magician, it did not prevent them from feeling the coercion of the powerful man.

"One more, one more." The white-haired mage spoke again, but unfortunately no one had the courage to go up.

The loss of death is too great, and everyone is not a stunned fool, even if you look for an opponent who is on par with yourself, it is more cost-effective than a reckless one and a master desperately. Waiting for it to change and letting others wade into troubled waters, the public still has this awareness.

The mage shook his head helplessly, walked to the man in white, but frowned and glanced at the man in black, stretched out his hand and said, "Water!" ”

It's just one word, simple and clear, and the drenched man in white also handed out a water bag in a regular manner.

The mage carried the water bag, his expression was obviously very dissatisfied, so he turned his head to look around, and happened to see Hao Fei's side, both of them had water bags.

After the mage was gone, two more players went in and started a life-and-death duel, so no one cared about his actions. He walked slowly in front of Hao Fei and the others, first looked at them, and then performed a standard mage salute.

"Finnish Ice Mage, Ronakos salutes both."

Hao Fei and Chen Qingyuan also clasped their fists and saluted, but they did not report to their homes, but just waited quietly for each other to speak.

Without delay, the mage directly pointed to the water bag in Hao Fei's hand and said, "I need a pot of water." ”

Chen Qingyuan thought that the other party was here to find fault, so he immediately stretched out his left hand and clenched his fist and said: "Come on, come on, win me, both bags of water are yours." ”

Hao Fei waved his hand, stopped the violent girl on the side, and said, "I see that you are also alone, is it too much to ask for two pots of water?" Or are you really here to find fault? ”

"No, no, no!" The mage's cold face showed helplessness, and he said, "I don't know your strength, but she is very strong, and I am not sure to win." Moreover, I can't waste my mana here. ”

"In that case, in the scorching sun, why do you think I'm going to give you water?" Hao Fei deliberately shook the water bag, and there was a clear sound of water inside.

"I alone can save you." The mage said lightly.