The three words of the master class alarmed Julis, Dusette and Ouyang Dao looked at each other, exploring the depths of the swamp left and right, and after more than 10 minutes, after careful search by the two, it was confirmed that the pursuit of the master class had left. Very good. The plan worked.

Ouyang Dao smiled contentedly, and when the dragon approached the ground, he felt two other strong smells, and both passers-by and the old viscount survived. The Master of Pursuit retreated, and no matter how much damage they had taken, his eyes could recover. Ouyang Dao, who was unhappy, the old jury was worried like ants on a hot pot. "What can I do?" Julius spun around anxiously, his eight-year plan disrupted by a sudden change. Eight years of hard work, eight years of planning, eight years of yuelys risking their lives and digging deep into the swamp in search of a rare hope, and today, it's all gone.

"Calm down," Dusset, calmly stopping Julius, "there is no plan." That's who we are. Gaia and I are both high-level professionals" "What's the use of you being a high-level professional?Mutant clams have the ability to enter the elite, and without detailed planning and timing, we are likely to meet the clam king," Dusset said, Ouyang Dao cast a glance at the scheming Julis, who was not in the plan at all.

At this time, in order to determine the safety of the dragon line, the remaining planning time was not so short, Ouyang Dao glanced at the chaotic Suomen talent and decided to make the last help for this friend. Yuris, in this case, I'm more worried about whether the clams are still alive "Clams?"

"Of course the clams are alive," old Julius replied impatiently, "Ouyang Dao." ”。

"In the confrontation with the master, but also alive?" Ouyang Dao's words immediately stunned Julius, he was like a fish, his whole body froze, and then he ran into the depths of the swamp frantically, muttering, "Still alive... ”

When Ouyang Dao and Doucette caught up with him, they saw old Julius excitedly dancing with a toad with strange purple skin, with no ordinary bumps on his back, like a purple toy, and the whole thing was smooth. "Julis, put that down, devil clams are poisonous,"

As he spoke, Doucette quickly threw the toad down, and now old Julis's hands were a little red and swollen, and there were rows of thick little bumps on his skin. "Alive, alive," old Julius sighed, and as Darsett healed him with runes, Ouyang Dao glanced at the crazy old man and once again felt the importance of power in the world.

By the time Diesel finished, wrapped in old Julis's hands, it was almost 7 o'clock, and the corner of the moon in the night sky had already lit up. "Let's get out of the swamp and talk tomorrow," Ouyang Dao said, making the right suggestion, but Old Yuri glared at him, and Ouyang Dao shrugged. "There's nothing we can do here, the swamp in the dark is too dangerous, we have to go back to land," said Somen Tchoyi, who accepted the fact that he would not act today as Yuris recovered. About 50 steps out of the swamp, the body of old Julis suddenly stopped, and Doucette was about to comfort him with a few words, but saw the other side of his sparkling eyes. "You go first, I'm going back to the swamp,"

Dusset and Ouyang Dao looked at them in bewilderment, and Julius explained firmly: "Since the previous record is no longer valid, I will record it again. Most of my plans have been completed, and if I observe the new movements of the swarm a little more, I will soon be able to start again, Ouyang Dao said, without speaking, Dusette pointed out this flaw, Julis, how long will it take to re-observe the movements of the gangsters "Well, re-observe it, it will have to take some time... Old Ulis stammered, and Ducette's face became serious. "How long will it take?"

"Maybe a month," Julius replied hesitantly, and Dusset sighed. "I'm sorry, senior juror, but we have to declare this aid operation a failure" "Why? I don't think you have anything important to do right now, a month to... Juris isn't done yet, Dussert has already interrupted, "There's still a month left in the middle of the year." Don't you know the middle of the year? ”？

Ouyang Dao looked at Dussert and Juris suspiciously, they had completely lost, and it was clear that the mid-year game was more important than his "welfare mission". Seeing that Julius had given up on his thoughts, and that Dasset's face had softened, he sighed and stepped forward to pat the old man on the shoulder.

"It's not what we expected, so I promise you that after the tryouts, I'll find time to help you get what you want," Julius said, forcing a smile on the old man's face, and the soul of the body, visible to the naked eye, was disappearing. Dusette sighed deeply again, and was about to speak when Ouyang Dao snapped his fingers in the distance. "Don't be discouraged"? Who said to stop? ”

Gaia, didn't you hear your mother's words? There is an elite clam king in the deer herd, and if you don't hunt regularly, we can't beat the elite clam king. Of course I've heard of the existence of the Clam King, but if we can't beat the Clam King, we can run away, Yuris, who is just beginning to show a little joy, sighs again, "Cats in the swamp move faster than humans, and you're a big step slower than him" "Of course not, but if a professional stops him... In Dusette's eyes, a black veil fell on Ouyang Dao, and the devil whispered, "The moon doesn't seem to bring him light. ”.

Gaia, what are you talking about? Don't forget who we are" "What does that have to do with who we are? Aren't we hunters? What else? Ouyang Dao's ignorance made Dussett angry, and he puffed out his chest, revealing the hunting badge that glittered in the moonlight. "We are hunters, just hunters, protectors of the masses, protectors of hunter companions," Ouyang Dao said, opening his mouth wide and scratching his head when talking about justice. "Are you a supporter of libertarianism?When was the last time you attended a spiritual meeting of the Hunters' Society" The freedom of all things, this is a crazy theory, and I can't support it. What are you talking about? Ouyang Dao looked at Dusher suspiciously, and suddenly the mysterious voice of the old jury came. ”

Gaias Lanka, don't tell him. He's blind now" "Huh? Mr. Ouyang cautiously turned his body to Julius and ordered the rising earth dragon to prepare for attack. "What do you mean by that?" Hey, hey, dussert, you've recently had a blood boost, either to raise blood concentrations or to make blood mutations. "How do you know? Wait, isn't it... ”

The voice of an angel told Ouyang Dao to let his guard down and look at Yuris curiously. "Yes, your night blindness has flare-up again, a disease common to all blood creatures on Earth. I don't need to tell you how to know the reason after some genius easily solved his own problem, this blood disease bothered him for a long time. A green rage rose from his palm to his arm, splitting and coalescing together like an outstretched branch on his arm.

Finally, the green light met above his head, and when it did, it swirled like a ribbon around Ducett's eyes. When Doucette raised his green eyes and saw a huge figure in the shadows behind Ouyang Dao, Doucette was taken aback and looked at it twice, only to realize that Ouyang Dao had taken control of the undead. Dusher knew what Ouyang Dao had said. His face brightened, then became serious.

"Gaia, if you want to attract the attention of the Clam King, you must at least have a professional level," Ouyang replied naturally. "Yes, probably in the middle of the professional level. What's the problem? "What's the problem?" "That's a big problem," Dusset said, staring at Ouyang Dao sternly. "It's the power of blood that breaks through the top. Now your summoner has the power of a professional. What are you thinking? Ouyang Daowen was knocked unconscious. He's a professional. The living dead are also very professional. Is there any problem?Dassett looked at Ouyang Dao's frozen appearance and frowned. "Don't you know the principle of professional conflict?

When you enter the elite unit, you will be faced with a "purification maze" What do you think? Ouyang Dao looked at a certain god vaguely, although he was guided by Master Vivien, he didn't know anything about how to enter the elite class. After all, he only had more than two months in this world, and during those two months, there was so much to do that he really meditated for no more than 20 days.

In these 20 days, Ouyang Dao had to find a way to use the change of purpose and at the same time conspire against a cunning businessman like Smith. However, due to the ability to transform his own blood, Ouyang Dao had not undergone systematic training for a long time. "Don't worry, Somen · Joey," said Yuris, standing next to Dusset, an impatient look on his face. "Don't worry, what's the matter?" It's not a profession that has to do with knowledge conflicts, on the contrary, the more a person learns, the stronger he becomes," Somen Tchoi said, looking at Ouyang Dao with a fixed, indeterminate look, a look of doubt, jealousy, and subtle jealousy.

What did I do again? Why do you treat me like a villain? I mean, I'm great, but don't you know I'm great? Ouyang Daomeng looked at the two people who were talking to themselves. In Dusset's eyes, he saw a kind of class antagonism and suspicion, as if the students before the gaokao suddenly knew that their friend was a legendary scholar who had been accepted to a prestigious university that he had only heard about in the news. You know what? Calm down. Ouyang Dao was horizontal in his heart, pretending to nod his head flatly, with an unmoving expression on his face, and a soft "um" sound, which was an affirmation.

Ouyang Dao's approval startled Dusset, and Dusset continued to look at Ouyang Dao with indescribable eyes, then turned around and hurried away without saying a word. Julius also looked at Ouyang Dao meaningfully, motioning for him to ask first, and let Ouyang Dao, who should have been standing in the middle of the line, step forward.

What did they just say? Ouyang Dao walked in the middle of the group, Dusset led the way, and Julius stood guard, and in this dark and dangerous swamp, he walked out of an aristocratic tour. At this time, Ouyang Dao's thoughts were also galloping, a general idea of what Dussert and Juris were talking about, combined with the people and things they had encountered during the two months of hunting. In this world, people's training direction should be fixed, once a system is identified as a specialty, the strength of other systems should not be trained, and may even be forbidden to train, enter the elite level to purify their own strength, once the body contains both professional knowledge, it is unlikely to enter the elite level.

But in addition to this, there is a special profession that allows people to implement two different directions of power at the same time, which should be very rare and the default goal of the entourage. Ouyang Dao said thoughtfully, as if he was experiencing some kind of heroic genius treatment. He glanced guiltily at the hard-working Somon · Joey, thought to himself: What if he knew I was an imposter genius?

I could have done it immediately, Ouyang Dao couldn't help but shudder when he saw the picture of smiling and pounced on him. No matter what you're talking about, I'm Gaia. The trio eventually found a clearing 100 meters away from the swamp, cleared the surrounding trees, and set up a simple tent on the stump.

After discussion, the three decided to take turns to guard, Dusette guarded the first class, Ouyang Dao first class, second class, and left the third class in the shortest time and handed it over to the old jury. When night fell, Ouyang Dao and Julius each found a tree stump. Ouyang Dao Liudao sat on the raised ground in front of the stump, his eyes resting on the dragon scales walking under his buttocks. After about an hour, the dragon lurking on the ground to guard the ground suddenly opened its huge yellow-orange eyes, and its two eyes looked straight at the ground, and the ferocious dragon eyes exposed the danger.

At the camp, Dussert and Juris huddled together, their hunting badges flashing gray, indicating that emergency communications had been activated. After a while, the two men lost their minds and saw a text message: Wanted, Gaia. Confused, Dussert woke up in an instant. Just as he opened his mouth to say no, an alert old jury quickly covered his mouth, his little eyes shining in the darkness, carefully making sure he didn't wake up, and the jury turned to Dussert and shook his head, indicating that he was pretending nothing had happened.

Ducette also calmed down, took a tentative look at the small mark on the badge and placed it on his chest. Old Eunice · Mahmoud nodded approvingly, then quietly jumped and continued to sleep. The dragon hidden underground saw the two villains separate, the pale yellow light on his body dimmed, the dragon blinked humanely, and finally closed his eyes and rested. At this time, the stump next to him seemed to turn over in his sleep, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.