Faced with this extremely fierce punch, if Yang Zixuan wasn't agile at all, he would have been beaten to the point of being thrown around in a panic. He did a backflip and fell to his knees, feeling that his whole arm
All numb.
But the worst thing is not this, but the poison that keeps eating away at him.
Negative warning sounds are being reminded one after another.
Yang Zixuan hurriedly took out a bottle of potion and drank it, but the effect was minimal. The negative effects on him were increasing, like a snowball, reaching the point where they could no longer be eliminated.
After just a few breaths, Yang Zixuan couldn't hold on any longer. He glanced sideways at Xu Tong and found that Xu Tong was already losing ground under the suppression of Sanggou.
As for Xiong Tao, after this guy was hit by an arrow, his condition was even worse than his own, and his entire face turned dark green.
"Hmph!"
Just as he was debating whether to activate the escape prop he bought at a high price, he suddenly found that the man had walked up to him.
Big black hands grabbed his shoulders, lifted him up from the ground, opened his mouth to reveal a huge mouth full of stench, and said in blunt Chinese: "Take out the golden dagger."
But as soon as he finished speaking, Yang Zixuan was immediately fainted by the sudden stench.
Seeing this, the man was stunned for a moment, and he groped around on his body, even taking off his pants, but he couldn't find the gold dagger.
The man's face looked a little ugly now. Looking at Xu Tong who was still fighting fiercely with the mourning dog, he strolled forward. He was almost two meters tall. He seemed to be walking slowly and steadily, but he was walking very fast.
amazing.
He pushed the mourning dog away and punched Xu Tong.
The terrifying force burst out from the fist, instantly making people feel what it was like a mountain collapsing and the ground cracking. Xu Tong's mind tightened, and he did not dare to take a hard hit, so he hurriedly hid behind him.
However, the wind that followed the fist hit him and he still lost the ability to resist in an instant. His body turned back and fell heavily to the ground. He rolled his eyes and passed out.
"Catch them and take them all away!"
The man shouted in Miao language, asking the Miao people from the bush to come out, and tied them all up with five-flowered ropes. Then a wooden stick was strung from the end of the rope, and the three of them were lifted up like prey.
As for Yang Guanjin and Old Bart, there was no room for resistance. The voodoo skills that Yang Guanjin relied on for a living were simply vulnerable to this man.
After struggling for a few times, Old Bart was stabbed unconscious by a Hmong man with a poisonous stinger.
These Miao people are not tall, but they are more agile than ordinary people when walking in the mountains and forests. Their bare feet are almost as if they are walking on flat ground on the uneven and gravelly mountain roads.
Silently and very fast.
I don't know how long it took for Yang Zixuan to open his eyelids. But as soon as he opened his eyes, he was stunned for a moment, because Xu Tong beside him actually opened his eyes for some time and looked at him with a wink.
"you……"
Yang Zixuan frowned and was about to speak when he saw Xu Tong scanning his body with squinted eyes. The strange look in his eyes made him very uncomfortable.
Following his gaze, Yang Zixuan realized that he had been stripped naked, leaving only a pair of underwear with a baby elephant printed on it.
Yang Zixuan suddenly felt bad, but after struggling for a few times, he was kicked hard by the Miao people on the side. He mumbled a lot of words in a convoluted Miao dialect that none of them could understand.
"Stop struggling, it's quite cool. Besides, it's much more comfortable if someone carries us up the mountain than walking by ourselves."
Xu Tong smiled and said to him.
"You can still laugh at this time??" Yang Zixuan still looked nonchalant when he saw that this guy was actually about to die. He didn't know whether to say he had a good attitude or that he was heartless.
Of course, he prefers the former. After all, he is the one who made the mistake, so he can't make the mistake a second time.
After looking back at Xiong Tao behind him and confirming that Xiong Tao was still alive, Yang Zixuan truly breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, not only was Xiong Tao still alive, but the Miao people also applied ointment on him, and the Wang team member who fainted was also carefully cared for. It seemed that they cared about the lives of them.
Although I don’t know what the reason is, I think it’s definitely because of Yang Guanjin. It’s a pity that Yang Guanjin and Old Bart were driven ahead. They seemed to be talking to the leading man, and they were too far away to listen.
Less than.
"Are you really not considering joining our team? I am sincere in joining our team. If the situation goes wrong, I can force the entire team to deviate from this script."
Yang Zixuan has not given up on recruiting Xu Tong to join the team. Anyway, he is idle, so he might as well try again at this time.
"Is there still such an operation?" Xu Tong raised his eyebrows slightly, looking excited.
Yang Zixuan nodded: "I have a special prop, but after using it, the difficulty of our next script world may increase a lot, and all the gains in this script world will be cleared."
Yang Zixuan briefly introduced the levels of props. Speaking of which, props in the script space are all kinds of weird and there are big differences between them.
Ordinary props, special props.
Ordinary props are the prop cards in their hands. They are strong and weak, but they are still within the scope of the rules.
Special props may not give you much power, but the key lies in the word special. These props often have magical properties, and even break out of the rules in a sense and subvert your three views.
If strictly classified, the various potions they take are actually special props.
In addition, there are legendary top-level golden items, but that thing is too far away from them.
Even certified players don’t dare to expect that kind of thing. It can even be said to be a legend. In a sense, the person who masters the golden item card is... a god!
But no matter what kind of props they are, they all adhere to the principle of equal exchange.
The stronger the power in exchange, the more astonishing the price you pay. Both script points and negative effects are essential.
Yang Zixuan paused for a moment when he said this, and looked at Xu Tong jokingly: "You should actually be considered a rookie now. Even though you took away the item card of the third child, you are not even one-fifth of the strength of the third child.
It’s not enough, or else I’ll be pressed down and beaten by that guy?”
What Yang Zixuan was referring to was Sang Gou. In his eyes, Sang Gou's strength was second-rate at best among ordinary players.
Xu Tong got the item cards of Zhang Hu, the third child, all of which were top quality, but he couldn't defeat the mourning dog. The reason for this lies in two words.
Yang Zixuan grinned and said: "Combined!"
"Even if it is a top-quality prop card, the power it can provide is actually limited due to negative effects, so the combination of prop cards is particularly important."
When Xu Tong heard this, he immediately understood the key to the problem.
"A reasonable combination is far better than players holding various top-notch prop cards, because as long as the combination is just right, it can not only greatly improve one's ability, but also greatly reduce the burden on one's ability. It is still a cliché.
In a word, there is no strongest item, only the strongest combination!"
Yang Zixuan talked eloquently. Although he was still an ordinary player, the information he learned was the key that many players had to go through several circles to understand.
"You must make good use of every square in the prop book. These squares will only become more precious at critical moments."
He reminded Xu Tong again.
Except for certified players, ordinary players like them only have three pages of item pages, with a total of only 27 grids.
Counting with your fingers, the number of these grids is actually very limited. In addition to prop cards, they will also be occupied by title cards. If you want to add some trivial items here and there, it will be even more limited.
The further you get to the back, the more precious these grids become, so you have to think twice about what to put in each grid.
While the two were talking, their eyes suddenly lit up. They had climbed to the top of the mountain. The Miao people temporarily put them on the ground and began to build a campfire, rest and eat.
"Drink some water."
Sanggou walked over from the side, took out the kettle and handed it to Xu Tong: "Don't blame me, my main mission is different from yours."
"It's an opposing mission, so don't argue with me." Yang Zixuan sat aside and joked.
"snort."
Sangou snorted coldly and looked at Xu Tong: "When did you start doubting me?"
"What if I say that I have always doubted you?" Xu Tong looked at him with a half-smile: "You have so many potions on hand, you can prescribe them by yourself, but in order to win over me, you gave me such a precious potion
, at first I thought it was because you valued my title of doctor, but then I thought about it and thought it was too much of a coincidence."
He was referring to the first mission of the two, when Sanggou rushed into the room. He actually didn't hear the sound of fighting at all, and Sanggou's injuries looked fatal, but they were not the result of suffocation on the spot.
At that time, he was very suspicious of why the opponent would leave the dagger on him if he could crush him.
In addition, he had given the potion to himself before, wasn't it just so that he could save him in the shortest possible time?
It was as if all this was arranged by Sangou in advance, how could I not doubt him.
"Hahaha, you still think that you have control of the overall situation, but you don't know that you are the one being taken advantage of."
Yang Zixuan sat aside and gave Xu Tong a thumbs up: "High!"
Xu Tong retorted: "You are tough!"
The mourning dog was caught in the middle, feeling like he was not a human being inside and out, and his heart was indescribably twisted. It felt like his boyfriend and his mistress were exchanging glances in front of his original wife, and occasionally mocking him as the original wife.
The furious Sangou finally pointed at the man standing on the top of the mountain in front of him, and said with an angry smile: "After all that, you are still prisoners, after all, you are still Brother Huo Ying, tall and hard!"