Luo Xiake died, and was stoned to death with a bow by a strong little iron pot, and Miss Wang couldn't help but shudder at this scene.

In her eyes, the strong little iron pot actually has no sense of existence, far less than Gu Shanhai, who killed two people in a row.

Looking at it now, the other party smashed people to death with a bow, coupled with the injuries on his body, that crazy appearance made people feel awe-inspiring.

"Brother, this sword is a piece of equipment, you see..."The strong little iron pot said with a slight embarrassment, carrying the long sword.

"Of course you'll be yours to fight, but you don't mind if I take the rest." Gu Shanhai didn't think about grabbing that sword with the other party.

He was now holding a potted Yunling Grass in his left hand, and if he had another weapon in his right hand, many things would be inconvenient.

It's better to scavenge and see if there are any other good things.

"Cheng, of course I sent you." The strong little iron pot naturally doesn't care, and he can't take it out, he just saw it, it's just such a piece of equipment that can be brought out.

He glanced at the Buddhist beads and clothes hanging on Gu Shanhai's body, he felt that these two pieces were probably also equipment, but it was not easy to ask for them.

Blame him for killing it, wouldn't he be very shameless when he opened his mouth.

Gu Shanhai also saw the other party's entanglement, but he didn't pay too much attention to it, these two things on his body were not equipment at all, they were really just picked up by him.

After some searching, he found that Luo Xiake didn't have a cheat on him, which made him a little puzzled, but it was a bit silver at that time.

"Luo Xiake is a disciple of Biyunzhuang, so it is naturally impossible to carry the secret book of the master on his body, unlike the ghost face King Kong and Huanghua Mink are scattered people in the rivers and lakes, and they naturally dare not put the secret book somewhere if they have no fixed place." Seeing this, Miss Wang spoke.

"It turned out to be a family with a house, no wonder I only brought money when I went out." When Gu Shanhai heard this, he felt more and more unlucky.

The strong little iron pot and the fluttering white goose felt as if they had been offended.

"If you can't figure it out, forget it, let's go, it's only a few minutes away." Gu Shanhai immediately said.

You can't do anything to the corpse, he's...

"Hiss~, I forgot a big baby." Gu Shanhai reacted suddenly, he actually forgot the biggest treasure.

Then, in the frightened eyes of everyone, he carried the corpse of the ghost-faced King Kong.

"Alright, now we can go." Gu Shanhai walked ahead.

At this time, the strong little iron pot and the fluttering big white goose felt that there might be something wrong with this spirit.

It's just that they are not very easy to say now, so after glancing at each other, the strong little iron pot can only say euphemistically: "Brother, have you ever thought that you may have obsessive-compulsive disorder." ”

"No, why are you asking this?" Gu Shanhai was a little puzzled.

The reason why he wanted the corpse of Ghost Face King Kong was very simple, because he was the most complete when he died, and when the time came, he would be able to bring it back for dissection, so that he could more intuitively understand the extent of the martial arts system of this beginner copy and what advantages it had.

After all, just one volume of "Yun Ling Gong" is not enough to protect yourself, so let's practice some martial arts first to increase our strength.

"Why do you say why I carry the corpse, it will be used as a meat shield when the time comes, after all, we may have to fight the boss later." Gu Shanhai casually found a reason.

If the ghost-faced King Kong, Luoxiake and Huanghua Mink are elite monsters, then the white ape old man is definitely the boss, otherwise how can he be worthy of the hidden mission.

So it's definitely harder to fight.

According to Gu Shanhai's estimate, at least two spiritual light blades or critical hits would be required to die.

He now has only two spiritual light blades left, and it is not so easy to condense it, because he is too blue.

And it's not so easy to condense, anyway, it's also an improved version, not the original aura, but it's enough.

It's really not good, he doesn't still have a magic mirror, and it's not impossible to use the original aura technique to bombard the other party.

It's just that he actually wants the complete corpse of the old white ape to be brought back for study with the ghost-faced King Kong when the time comes.

In terms of value, it must be the corpse of the boss that is even bigger.

"That's right, it's not good for you to block the corpse." The fluttering big white goose said a little uncomfortable, after all, it was a corpse, although the "First Age" imposed isolation on the two players, but still felt a little uncomfortable.

"It's really not good, but then let your husband carry the boss, I have no opinion." Gu Shanhai said seriously.

At this time, the two of them remembered that Gu Shanhai seemed to be a meat shield, but the previous two elite monsters were killed by him a little quickly, causing them to forget this.

The fluttering big white goose smiled embarrassedly, this matter was naturally revealed, she is not a fool, her husband has lost blood after beating Luoxiake, this can't bear the boss at all.

So in her eyes, the pressure came to Gu Shanhai's side, so it was reasonable to pick up a corpse as a shield.

Everyone is here to play the game, although they are uncomfortable, but no matter how they say it, they are all in a camp, and people don't respond to the corpse, or to fight the boss, if you really want to continue to do it, then it will be shameless.

"By the way, how much blood do you have left?" Gu Shanhai turned his head to look at the strong little iron pot and asked.

"Probably... Touch it and die. The other party also said helplessly.

"Well, you're still honest... Hiss~ No, you two better don't make a move, and hurt me by mistake when the time comes. Gu Shanhai suddenly remembered that he was not immune to friendly damage.

Don't expect too much from the melee archer's quasi-head, as for the fluttering white goose's red flame charm, this thing is area damage.

The power should be good, but if he really wants to throw it over, he will have to suffer with it.

The protection can indeed be carried out, but what to do if he has nothing to do, it is better for him to do it himself, not only can he get the complete body of the white ape old man, but he will not be backstabbed by these two budding newcomers.

The quality of these two newcomers is already very high, at least they didn't hold back, and Gu Shanhai didn't care about things.

The two glanced at each other, probably the meaning of the big guy taking the fly.

They also knew their own situation, and they didn't think about saying that the three of them were divided equally, and the real big head was the follow-up settlement evaluation.

"Okay, then it's up to the gods." The strong little iron pot hurriedly said, even the name should be changed from a brother to a god.

After walking for another three minutes or so, they heard an old cough.

Not far away, an old man with a hat and a robe, with slender arms and a bamboo cane, like an old ape, stopped in the middle of the road and blocked their way.

"Everyone, go slowly, the old man has a word of persuasion."