"Damn ......!"

The invincible Xiaoqiang was originally full of expectations for the method of farming monsters on the night of the funeral, hoping to dig out some lessons from it, but after watching it for a long time, he suddenly sprouted a faint sadness.

Obviously a few knives can solve the problem of a battle, and the funeral night can be sharpened with hundreds of knives, believe it or not?

And that seriousness felt even more nervous than when facing Du Yitian.

After returning from the monster farming, Ren Wulang was also completely stunned by the actions of the burial night, and before he could ask the reason, the funeral night had already begun to ask.

"Brother Lang, I feel that if my combo slash can be synthesized, it is estimated that it will not be far from the level of a hero. ”

"Yes!" Ren Lang nodded expressionlessly.

Funeral Night: "???"

I remember that during the period after Xiaoxiao died and disappeared, Funeral Night once told me that he wanted to improve the plan of the Four Swordsmanship.

At that time, Ren Yilang had only one thought: "You're not crazy."

But later, Funeral Night really broke the curse that the system exercises could not be improved with practical actions, and became the first super pervert in the rivers and lakes to successfully create his own skills with the cultivation of a young man.

When he was in the east of the city, this thing was brainy because of the peach blossom formation, and challenged the authority of the system in an ingenious way, but it really got rid of the shackles of the formation, and successfully left a group of killers with the chaos of stones and equipment to activate the formation.

In this way, the great goal of cutting the enemy across levels was achieved, and a good situation in which combat effectiveness and making money complemented each other were achieved.

Ren Wulang sometimes complains, "If Lao Tzu didn't know you, it would be great, save worry." ”

Of course, this is a joke, and he is sincerely happy for him to be able to walk into glory step by step on the funeral night.

The next day's midday sun was unusually bright, but it still couldn't dispel the darkness deep in the Demon Maple Forest.

After learning the true face of the so-called monster from the mouth of the fallen stormtroopers, the dragon king greeted Lang Libai cordially by phone.

Not only that, but he also greeted Lang Libai's eight-generation ancestors by the way.

Of course, Lang Libai couldn't be convinced, so he asked him why he opened his mouth to scold. As a result, the dragon king sent the words prepared by Lang Libai into the eighteenth layer of hell with one sentence.

The dragon king said this: "I am your second uncle, so what's wrong with scolding you?"

Lang Libai held his breath and hung up the phone directly after listening, "Your uncle's!"

As a result, the old man next to him, who claimed to be his uncle, waved his slap at the back of his head and gave him a blow.

Lang Libai glanced up and down, left and right: "I forgot that I still have a task to do!"

Then he smeared oil on the soles of his feet and left the uncle's house and returned to his room, opened the game warehouse and entered the rivers and lakes, and the first thing he did was to find Zhao Feng, who was also a teacher and friend.

These two are like-minded losers who were dragged down alive by the same person from the heroic level.

Therefore, he hit it off, gritted his teeth and used all the resources and interpersonal connections at his disposal, and formed a charging team of more than fifty people to kill the Demon Maple Forest again.

In terms of numbers alone, although this formation is not as much as when Lang Libai led the team alone, the quality has been qualitatively improved, and almost all of them have the cultivation of the peak of the young man.

And how many people are coming from the other side?

Twenty at most, right?

But why do you still feel bottomless?

"The other party can resist beasts, this is a bit troublesome!Do you have any good ideas?"

Lang Libai originally thought that Zhao Feng, an old Jianghu who had experienced a lot of battles, would have some good ideas, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly be deflated when facing the Demon Maple Forest.

"My good point is to retreat!" said Lang Li with a white and black face.

Zhao Feng smiled, and suddenly there were some more green pills in his hand: "I have inquired clearly, the biggest advantage of the demon bat is infrasound, as long as this problem is solved, it should not be difficult to kill the funeral night." ”

"Is this ......," Lang Libai asked.

Zhao Feng said: "Poison!"

Lang Libai stared at him for a few seconds: "You are planning to show off your backbone and commit suicide!"

", am I that kind of person?" Zhao Feng said: "This is a deaf poison, my ears are deaf, do the sound waves of the demon bat still work?"

"Is it reliable?"

"Don't care what's going on in reality, that's how the system is set anyway, haven't you read the official introduction?"

Lang Libai was stunned, and he really forgot about it, so he hurried to the official to check.

Not to mention, the best way to defend against sonic attacks is really deaf medicine.

Now the waves are full of confidence, "Let's go! I'm going to kill that kid with my own hands!"

............

On the other side, the invincible Xiaoqiang took his fingers seriously, "Brother Bury, this is the thirty-second time I beg you, I really don't want to stay in this broken place, let's leave quickly!"

"Don't worry, I haven't released my big move yet!"

A group of people are defeated, is this why you are waiting for the rabbit?

What should I do if the other party doesn't come?

Tianshu suddenly discovered that people with a tendon can sometimes really give people a toothache.

As for the big move of the funeral night, no one knows what it is until now, but Ren Wulang's calm and support makes Tianshu feel that this matter may not be groundless.

Anyway, Tianshu was still very worried, because he had just learned about the restraint method of sonic attacks from the official website, and now all he could do was pray that the other party would not pay attention to this kind of pediatric information.

Otherwise, the advantage of the Burial Night Imperial Beast will not have any effect at all.

"Are you sure they're really coming?" asked Tianshu.

Funeral Night said: "Not sure!"

"You're not sure, why are you waiting?"

Funeral Night said calmly: "It's safe here!"

Everyone: "......"

At this moment, the brother who was standing guard in the Hero Club suddenly came and said that a group of people had come from outside the Demon Maple Forest, and the one who took the lead was still the little white face from yesterday

It's a god, a group of people are inexplicably surprised, and they are rarely moved.

At this time, everyone's faces changed when they looked at the funeral night, and the funeral night did always close their eyes and look unfathomable, in fact, their hearts were already happy.

The reason why he believes that the other party will definitely make a comeback is because the consortium itself is used to being high.

How is it possible to suffer from such anger?

It's definitely going to be endless.

And the idea of the funeral night is also very simple, anyway, Liang Zi is not knotted, rather than constantly worrying about preventing mad dogs from biting, it is better to slaughter the mad dogs with poisonous hands.

"Let's go, it's time to harvest!" Funeral Night led the group in the direction of Langlibai, this distance is actually not far, and it is separated by a mountain ridge, so they can't see each other.

"It's coming!" a friendly greeting from the funeral night.

"It's coming!" replied Lang Libai through gritted teeth, "only one of us can get out of this forest today." ”

"Okay, then I'll take my leave!" Funeral Night said and turned to leave.

Lang Libai and a group of people were stunned, what do you mean by that? I said that I can only walk out of this forest on one side, but it doesn't mean that you can leave now?