The personal strength is strong, the formation is reasonable, and it is one-tenth of the people on his own side before, and he kills all the monsters that besiege him one after another.

What's more important is that the little girl whose strength should be the strongest, she doesn't dig or attack, she just waits next to Gongsun Murong to eat.

Then she can still hold the prepared food, squeeze into the formation, and talk to the attacking players while giving the food to others to eat.

So a magical scene appeared, wherever she squeezed through, a small area would inevitably be affected by her and make adjustments.

Normally, if she is suddenly squeezed in, after the formation is adjusted, the attack and defense will decrease.

The result is not a decline, but an increase.

Just as the audience was wondering, finally, Nalasha squeezed into a spot, where the footsteps were scrambled.

The people from the two continents breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that they really couldn't enter casually.

But just then, Nalasha spoke.

"One break and two horizontals, Zi Bing 17 Xiao Zesheng. With Mao Jin, step on the ugly journey, and apply for the heavy snow to help get off the ice. You hold it, I'll come, let you help you get off the ice, where do you fly the ice mirror......?

Then this formation became stronger again, and the surrounding wind and snow were continuous, and the ice mirror attacked and defended.

"Take it, you continue to move, you won't play with one more me? ”

Nalasha snatched the plate in a huff, and her steps changed, and she turned away.

Feeding the player over there, chatting with the player, the player attacking and defending while moving around, and having to talk to Narasha, Khan...... Also down.

The player was sweating, and he didn't see him nervous just now, but now he is obedient and doesn't dare to have the slightest emotion.

At this time, the audience of those two continents was completely speechless, they were all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred.

That little girl, she ...... She is actually teaching the people in the formation how to cooperate better, and training the players to multitask.

Everyone looked more closely, and found that Nalasha's little feet were called an elegant, white group shining, like butterflies shuttling.

The audience sighed, not because they wanted to be jealous, but if they weren't jealous.

Where did the Lancekent Continent get it from? The level of the sorcerer, the level of the pharmacist, the ability to eavesdrop, the familiarity of the formation, such a young age.

This time, thanks to not entering the island together, otherwise the players on their own side would not have been able to touch anyone if they died.

She does not belong to the category of human beings.

But if you have the same daughter, it's okay, even if you have half of the ability, the requirements are not high, people must always know how to be sufficient.

Many adventurers in Prayer Water City are glad that they paid for water in the desert at the beginning, and now that they think about it, whether it is the water they buy or the barbecue, it is cheap enough to make them happy for a lifetime.

You can tell your children and grandchildren that you bought what Gongsun Murong sold at the beginning.

There is also the adventurer who owes on credit, and he has not returned the money to others until now, and it is estimated that even if he sends it over, he will not ask for it, not to make this money, but to help adventurers like himself.

Audiences in other places, there are those who prefer sons over daughters, and they don't dare to throw them wherever they find out that their newborn children are daughters.

Who knows if the dead daughter who threw away Lu Dao will be another Nalasha.

Nalasha herself didn't know what to do, but she had become everyone's idol.

She shuttled through the gossip array, delivering food and water to people, chatting with others, or giving guidance in person, and occasionally ran back to Gongsun Murong to discuss what to make the monster into.

The whole area was filled with warmth and happiness.

If it weren't for the monsters falling in patches, there would still be a battlefield.

Finally, when it was getting dark, the player who dug the pit had a space to move to it, and happily reported: "I found it, I found the texture of the two teleportation arrays, but I don't know how to activate the tunnel, and everyone didn't dare to approach." ”

Gongsun Murong nodded calmly: "Don't get close, you can basically start when you go up, let everyone come up, and when it is dawn, we will discuss and discuss, our position, the night time is more than seven hours, the day is long, and the night is short." ”

The players in charge of digging the pit flew up, and everyone waited for the arrival of the day.

"Half of the people slept, half of them split into two waves to kill monsters, and after four hours they changed shifts. Gongsun Murong gave another order.

"Yes!" Half of the players fell asleep, not caring if there was still a fight.

Half of the other half also sat down to rest and have a bite to eat.

The number of people in charge of the battle has not decreased, but has increased, from one-sixth to one-quarter, and because it is night, and fatigue has to be increased.

The attacks of the monsters on the periphery have not stopped, and they seem to want to take advantage of the night to take advantage of all the foreign objects that challenge their majesty in one fell swoop.

They eat the corpses of their own kind, and the corpses are all killed, and then they accumulate too much and are sent to distant places by magic.

They arrived from elsewhere to replenish their food with the carcasses of their own kind.

"Brother Murong, if only Wan'er could come down, we won't be in a hurry to go back, let Wan'er stare at the sky, we will attack the monster's hometown, and all the personnel will participate in the battle.

Fighting a long, high-intensity battle so that the players can experience it will help you in the future, right?"

Nalasha is not tired or sleepy at all, and the same is true for Gongsun Murong, the two of them have strong enough mental strength and good physique.

They are now setting up a grill and are baking food for the players.

Some players are mentally overdrawn and will get a small portion of potions.

Some players consume too much battle energy, and they also give a small potion.

Let them absorb and recover at the same time, so the effect is good, if you give it to Taidu at one time, they will not overdraw.

This is called the extreme training method, and it is very uncomfortable for the players, but none of the players refuse, and they all want to become stronger.

With Gongsun Murong and Nalasha leading the way on the path of cultivation, the contestants could only grit their teeth and catch up.

So this night, it feels equally warm.

However, the audience on the other two continents was so anxious that they didn't know what to do.

They knew how much of an advantage the night had over monsters, and two-thirds of their players had died under the attack of the monsters of the night.

They wanted to tell Gongsun Murong and Nalasha that they would know about the dangers of the night, but they couldn't pass on any news from the past.

They suddenly felt that Bill Peter was very hateful, why didn't they tell the people who saved you about the night?

If you forget to tell, you can be forgiven, the most infuriating thing is that through the split screen, the audience on the four continents watched Bill Peter, and did not rest at night, but sat there and laughed, laughing and habitually talking to himself.

"Night has come, the demons are coming, the ghosts that fall from the sky, the parasites that destroy the will, come, come, kill them, make them tremble in the darkness, make them despair under the gaze of death, come, come......"

"Viewers, I guess our kids are going to be in trouble, damn Bill Peter, I hate to eat him raw, there must be some attack hidden in the dark.

Will our children survive this crisis? It's despicable, we shouldn't have saved them in the first place, and if our children were hurt, I ...... I...... I curse them every day.

Please pray with me. ”

Harlan Harry was now gritting his teeth, and listening to what Bill Peter said, he knew that he was hiding something very important.

The audience was indignant, saving someone and saving revenge, how could this kind of person let him live in the world.

The spectators in the arena began to pray that the children would come through, and then go back to Bill Peter and kill him, in the most brutal way possible.

After a few minutes of praying, the audience stared at the screen again, but it was not very clear because it was dark.

Harun Harry was taking a sip of wine when someone brought him a pancake fruit.

"I don't eat, I can't eat, I said I won't eat, I won't eat, you, you...... Your Majesty?" Harun Halliteng, who was losing his temper, stood up suddenly, and said helplessly: "Your Majesty, you ......"

"Let's eat, Marquis Manor, Duke of Geers, from tens of thousands of miles away, day and night, sent a group of cooks by spaceship, specially for the people who are worried about their family owners in the competition field to make snacks, this is called pancake fruit, it tastes good, you add crispy skin. ”

Rexra the Great introduced like a salesman.

His voice came out through the magic microphone here, and the audience was stunned when they heard it.

Harun Harry didn't have the heart to eat, no matter who sent it, he couldn't swallow it, he frowned and asked, "Your Majesty, you, aren't you worried......"

"I've never been worried about the Sunflower family. Rexra the Great said lightly.

When the audience heard this, they also regained their confidence.

Although I still don't feel very stable, I finally found a reason to strengthen my beliefs.

On the screen, Nalasha is flipping the claws of a monster in the fire, then cutting a part of the outer shell of the claw, treating it like a lobster.

But the audience's minds are no longer focused on eating, and they worry about what the damn Bill Peter is saying to himself.

Just when the audience is emotionally unstable.

After making the 'lobster', Nalasha suddenly made a movement in her hand and turned her head to look at her Murong brother.

Gongsun Murong glanced back, and instantly conjured out the particle cannon, which had just rushed into the energy of a launch.

As soon as the scanning device was turned on, Gongsun Murong shook his head: "No." ”

"Ahh ”

Nalasha turned her head to look in one direction, her eyes fixed on it without blinking.

Gongsun Murong frowned, and suddenly took out another kind of equipment, like a flat board, and looked at the place where Nalasha looked over.

"There is, magnetic fields, microcurrents, the breath of non-carbon-based life, a lot, very small. ”

"Brother Murong, I know what the Dao is, affecting the same feeling that Wan'er can't get close, kill them, and track down where they came from. ”

Nalasha threw the baked thing in her hand, stood up, and said excitedly.

ps: It's better to change it, don't wait for the night.