Zhao Chuanxin endured the pain, and "I" was resurrected with full blood.

[Brothers and sisters who have had related experiences are not sad about my death.]

[As soon as the elf scout's face showed sadness, he saw me standing up again.]

[The elf scout looked surprised, but the current situation was critical, so he didn’t bother to ask any more questions.]

[The last obstacle to us breaking out of the siege is the leader of the bee people.]

[Not every bee-man has the ability to suck people.]

[The bee leader can not only attract people, but also can reach a distance of nearly twenty meters.]

[The bee leader's tentacles pointed at the elf scout wielding a fifteen-meter-long knife, and the elf scout's body flew towards the bee leader uncontrollably.]

[At this point, I think it’s too late for rescue.]

[But the elf scout is far stronger than I thought. In the air, it reversed the direction of its scale shield to meet the bee leader's spear.]

"You" scolded him with all his face: "That is also possible, this is also possible, what else can you do? How could you, the visible race, have such a waste like him? Now you ask him, can he know the Noxian Rhapsody?"<

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The surrounding tremors subsided.

Jin Kunxiu quickly closed the "Old God Codex".

Kim Kun-soo is also determined.

Completely obsessed with mourning.

[Brother interrupted and said: You haven’t run out of ways yet. You will die when facing the bees, and you don’t even have a chance to survive when facing the dead.]

"You" said: "What does the throat look like? How to use it?"

I slowly raised my head and glanced at the old sacred altar. Seeing that the energy was not fully charged, I directly minimized the Holy Light Channel.

"You" said fiercely: "What nonsense are you talking about? Try another one?"

Maybe it was because "you" didn't reply for a long time, so the soulless man carefully asked: "Is he angry?"

I just wiped the hot sweat from my forehead.

[The Elf Scout insists on his own opinion: In short, encountering a dead spirit is more terrifying than facing a wasp and a snake man, because you have no way to kill it because it has a tangible and qualitative nature.]

[At this time, the enemy has not pursued far away, and the bee man flapped his wings quietly.]

[The elf scout’s face showed panic: Mr. Zhong, you seem to have touched a dead soul.]

Shanngling was stunned: "Then...you can."

"You" must have fainted at that time. It was really a matter of life or death.

During the day, I studied the old sacred fire, but I didn't figure out how to use it.

In the evening, I opened the "Code of Old Gods" as usual.

The only visible race that had gone up the mountain was wandering alone on Zhao Chuanxin.

"You" can always be trapped at Zhao Chuanxin's feet for the rest of your life, right?

We speak without hesitation, our bodies tremble, waiting for death to come.

[The voice of an angry child came from the void: They are your tribe, and your tribe is very vicious. You have to kill them!]

But the old gods can see through everything.

But the shelf can definitely fall down.

I wrote too fast. In seven words, I opened the Holy Light Channel.

Ji Qun also felt relaxed. At that time, he could definitely doubt "you" that idiot.

[You are so terrifying and so feeble that you cannot defeat you.]

[You raised your scale shields to resist, but the rain of spears was not thrown at you.]

[The speed of the bees is extremely slow, and the small team has not caught up with you yet.]

"Shurima Symphony?"

[The elf scout said with certainty: The next step is indeed Ji Qunshi.]

"Where's Bandel's Lullaby?"

[Drag Zongzhong’s body, you, your brothers, sisters and elf scouts, deal with the pursuers in the forest.]

[You are surprised and ask the little-informed elf scout: What is this sound?]

Then he uses the "key" to teleport back.

They can reproduce and their numbers are unlimited.

[Fortunately, the elf scout was small and nimble, and he escaped by turning his body behind the scale shield.]

Jin Kunxiu was sweating like a squirt.

Shanling said angrily: "It's something that can use the old gods, and the old gods are your enemies!"

Is it going to overturn?

After settling the bill with the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper wanted a discount.

There is no huge flower behind the plant.

How can I go back and hand in the mission when I have been pestered by that broom star?

Shanling said aggrievedly: "Yes, you will definitely let the old gods kill him that time, and let him rest."

Jin Kunxiu saw that the dead soul knew less than the elf scout, so he asked it: "Does he know how to use the old sacred fire?"

Before the old gods discovered it, they flattened the newly fabricated mountain and killed the other visible races in Ji Qun's time.

Jin Kunxiu didn’t even have any snacks.

The mourning voice sounded again: "If you think about it, he will always bully you after a long, long time."

You have to find a way to appease it and get away as soon as possible.

"What? Even Luden's Echo? What about Demacia's Retrograde Song?"

You can also be stubborn. "You" quickly comforted the mourning soul with the tone of the general manager: "It's bad, it's bad. I'm going to lose my temper. Is it OK to bring up the old spirit?"

Blame... The elf scout and the eight brothers and sisters were dumbfounded.

Jin Kunxiu let out a sigh of relief.

The scale shield is a half-body shield, but it is light at all. Jin Kunxiu held it up and felt that it only weighed seven or seven kilograms, but it could block rifle bullets. The dense scales underneath could also absorb the impact.

They were supposed to live without worries during the season, but one day, not one of them was curious about the scenery on the mountain and secretly came up.

Jin Kunxiu was shocked.

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding branches and leaves moved in the wind, as if they were the aftermath of an earthquake.

[You ask: What would happen if you meet a bereaved person?]

[You continue to head towards Zhao Chuanxin.]

[Bee people know fear, and they go one after another, but death follows them like a shadow.]

You call it—lost souls.]

The mourning soul cried: "You, you, you know how to..."

[If your hands and feet are cold, you dare to move.]

[At this time, you are not tired yet.]

[You looked up curiously, and found that the spears were halfway flying and falling to the ground.]

Jin Kunxiu also wrote:

Anyway, you have to run away or escape, fight or fight.

There is movement.

[You are weak and ask the elf scout: Where is the Zhao Chuanxin? What is the mourning spirit?]

The voice of mourning came from the void, very high and low: "Since they were killed by the old gods, you have never gone back."

A stone in the ground was immediately sucked up.

Jin Kunxiu deceives the subordinates and flatters the superiors. I specialize in treating all kinds of services, but I can renege on the people's debts. I should pay less and more.

On the morning of the seventh day, before I finished washing, I said to Benjamin Goldberg: "Let's set off today."

[You had a bad rest, and as soon as you opened your eyes, you heard an angry voice outside the void saying: He is one of your tribesmen!]

【We finally broke out of the siege and escaped deep into the forest.】

"You, you, you can sing the birds outside the forest, you can make the chirping sounds of furballs..."

That bitch is so angry?
To be continued...