"What are you looking at?"

The moon is in the middle of the sky. Tonight, the moon shyly reveals half of the crescent moon. A few floating clouds float around it, allowing the silver yarn sprinkling to the ground to appear and disappear, flowing with the clouds. Alan is standing on the edge of a cliff that is slanted out of the void. From this direction, he can use the moonlight to see the big lake not far away as the arena.

Lucy sat next to her, and she looked at Allen with a new magazine, looking confused. The night wind blew up a few strands of her hair, stretching in the wind like a long golden sleeve.

"Look there." Allen pointed to the west side of the lake: "The dangerous species have begun to leave, but they deliberately avoided that place."

“So what?”

"Ance and Luson are already walking together," Allen said.

Lucy narrowed her eyes and looked at that place carefully. Under the moonlight, the lake was refilling. Various dangerous species around it were also retreating, but they naturally avoided the forests heading to the west. Lucy nodded and said, "It seems that you are right, the dangerous species only avoid one direction. In other words, the two left together."

Of course, if you leave in two directions, then the dangerous species will avoid another direction. Allen sat down and said, "How do you think Ains' performance before?"

"Enjoyable." Lucy commented briefly: "His movements are very flexible, and it is difficult for Vien to lock him."

"And you?"

"If I give my all, I can still suppress him." Lucy shrugged, her green eyes full of confidence.

Allen nodded: "I was thinking just now that maybe Ains did his best in the previous battle. Otherwise, your battle with Wien should have ended early."

"That's what it means..." Lucy recalled the scene of the previous battle: "Indeed, Ans had several chances to take Vien, but he always retreated at critical moments. I originally thought he was cautious by nature, but now when you say this, he seemed to have deliberately let Vien go. What is his purpose for this?"

"In order to let the fat man kill Mike." Allen shook his head and said, "After all, it's just a matter of choice. Four people were eliminated this time, and we were left. You and I must be in the same group, so Ans can only choose another player for the rest. It's obvious that he gave up Mike. From his point of view, this is indeed a wise choice. Luson is a little more difficult than Mike."

"Is it just difficult?" Lucy asked suddenly.

Allen showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth: "Of course, it's just difficult to deal with."

He patted Lucy on the shoulder: "Let's go, we can't waste time here."

"Why do you go?"

"Chasing them both."

"What?" Lucy looked at Allen with surprise: "I thought you would want to rest, after all, we will ignore those dangerous species one day."

"Yes, you also know that the time limit for nanorobots is 24 hours. In this time limit, we don't have to worry about being targeted by dangers. Is there any better time to chase those two people?"

"What are your plans?"

Allen spread his hands: "Search and find them. I will cull the fat man with all my strength. You just need to suppress Ans. When the fat man is dealt with, we will turn back to deal with Ans."

"that's all?"

"That's it! Let's go, if you delay, you may not be able to keep up with them."

The two figures quickly left the cliff, and the moonlight fell down the cliff and rocks were cold. This night will be very long.

Soon, Allen and Lucy returned to the lakeside. They walked around the lakeshore to the west, passed a slanted sandy slope, passed through a row of coconut trees and entered a dense forest. The light of the forest was a little dim, and Allen did not dare to show any light sources, for fear of attracting the attention of Ains and the others. He turned around first and found a pair of shallow footprints on the ground after a while.

The size of the footprints should be fat. With the footprints, the following tracking went smoothly. Alan lived in the wild for many years and learned skills from the snow wolf to catch prey. He naturally had a good idea of ​​tracking traces. So Lucy watched curiously as he sometimes touched the ground, occasionally smelled it by the bushes, and then drove himself straight in.

At the same time, Ains and his two men, who were about one kilometer away from Alan, stopped. They found a campground, next to several low peaks, and there were several caves eroded by wind and rain. One of them was nearly meter deep, which was very suitable for overnight stays. Lusen first got into it and occupied a dry place in the depths of the cave.

The fat man sat down and patted his stomach and said, "Is there anything you eat on you? I'm hungry."

Lusen's body size sat down next to the mountain wall, almost occupying half of the cave. Ans had no choice but to find a leeward position to sit down. He smiled bitterly and said, "I was driven away by the steel-feathered war eagles and almost even my pants fell off. I originally had a bag of compressed biscuits, but it fell off halfway."

"What should I do?" Luson rolled his eyes.

Ans looked at the sky and said, "Let's spend the night first, and make plans tomorrow."

"Farting, how can you sleep when you are hungry? You go to the forest to get a few wild raccoons and bake them first. I'm responsible for making the fire." Luson patted his stomach and said.

Ans narrowed his eyes and a sneered at the corner of his mouth: "You have to understand, I'm not Wayne."

"Nonsense, I know you're Ans."

"I mean, I'm not your subordinate, do you understand?" Ans emphasized: "We are in a cooperative relationship now."

Lusen said with a smile: "So you are not going to hunt, I will make a fire. Isn't this division of labor and cooperation?"

Ans finally knew that the fat man was rogue and could be so shameless. He obviously took the easiest part on himself. How could he get better when working with such a person? But now it is not the time to tear his face apart, Ans nodded: "Don't be too strong in the fire, it's best to be born in the cave, so don't cause unnecessary trouble..."

"Okay, I don't know yet?" Luson waved his fat hand impatiently.

Ans snorted coldly and drilled out of the cave. Lusen laughed dryly and went outside to pick up dead branches to make a fire. Shortly after Ans got into the woods, two bright red lights lit up behind a bush. Alan pointed to Ans' direction, Lucy nodded, and left quietly. Alan stayed still, gently holding Kuangtu's cold handle with his hand, and watched Lusen gradually move in his direction.

The wolf's attack does not require much complex means, and life and death are often determined only in a moment. Alan was waiting for that moment to appear, and he was quiet and breathing softly. His body even adjusted his directions subtly as the moonlight went on, so that he could perfectly integrate with the environment. Luson had no idea, and was even happy to make the guy Ans move, so as to satisfy his little vanity.

Lusen comes from a butcher family, and he is the eldest son of the family. Since he was very young, the fat man has to work for his father who has a bad temper, a bad personality, and likes to drink bad alcohol. When he learned that he was hit by the smart brain and would have the opportunity to participate in this death ring, Lusen seemed to see God smiling at him.

He could finally leave the damn, messy, pigpen-like room. He no longer had to pull his father out of bed at three in the morning to do work every day, nor was he beaten up as a punching bag when his father was in a bad mood. All of this only needs to be able to survive to the end.

Luson understood what he wanted when he was in training camp, so he also worked hard. He was not the first person to ignite the fire, but the only guy to get out of the training camp. Now, as long as he kills three more people, he can live a heavenly life.

After walking out of Yellowstone Park, Luson was the first thing he did to beat the man called his father. Even, kill him?

The fat man whistled happily, and before he knew it, he had picked up a bundle of dead branches. One of them was picked up near the shrub where Alan was hiding. But even though it was so close, Luson did not notice that the god of death was hiding in the shadow behind the shrub. When he turned around, he exposed his fat back to Allen's eyes.

Allen knew that the moment he was waiting for came.

Holding the knife, jumping up, the source power whistling!

In a moment, Allen's eyes were illuminated by the rushing light of the source power. Kuangtu trembled and buzzed. The patterns on the blade were activated and lit. When the dark big sword drew an arc behind Lusen, it was like the god of death lit up the curved sickle that killed people. Kuangtu sniffed, and a piece of energy sword light popped up at the front, illuminating Lusen's face that turned around and was full of shock!

"Alan?" the fat man screamed.

Alan slashed down with force, and the vortexes of physical power chased each other and collided. Five consecutive vortexes collided, bursting out a huge force, pushing Kuangtu down like a mountain! The dead branches fell all over the ground, and at the critical moment of life and death, Lu Sen inhaleed and exerted force. He transformed all the source power into a side source power shield. When Kuangtu slashed into the shield, it was like chopping into a mud. Alan groaned, urging the source power with all his strength, pushing Kuangtu forward.

Lu Sen's fat face turned pale, and then a flushed flash passed by, and finally his face turned pale. The shield of Source Power was cut open like a bamboo shoot. Lu Sen shouted, and his punch condensed the remaining Source Power, smashed it hard into Allen's chest, and decided to fight to the death.

Alan's eyes were stern, but they did not retreat but advanced. After slashing through the source force to protect the slaughter, Kuang Tu turned around and provoked it again, pulling out another crescent moon. Yuehua swept across Lusen's neck, and at the same time, the fat man's heavy punch also hit Alan's chest. With a muffled sound, the light armor on his chest immediately sank and burst. Alan's mouth and nose sprayed out a ball of blood mist, and he lifted his knife and flew. Lusen kept retreating, retreating for six steps before stopping.

The fat man widened his eyes and looked at Alan like an evil ghost. At this time, a red line appeared on the fat meat that had been clamped between his neck, and the fat meat suddenly cracked and a blood arrow spurted out. Lusen reached out to press his neck, but his hand was unable to fall down halfway.

Lusen opened his eyes wide and did not believe that he would stop there until his death!
Chapter completed!