Hearing this, the little boy grabbed the cane and climbed up proudly like a victorious rooster. In the end, he left Shi Qing with a disdainful look.
Above, Yun Tuan tied the cane to the tree trunk, gripped the dagger and continued to squat in the dense grass.
There was no wind, but the damp clothes clung to my body, sending chills running straight into my bones.
Her limbs were cold and she was shaking from time to time.
Snap!
I was tapped on the shoulder.
The clouds looked up, and Shi Qing, with many rotten leaves hanging on his face, made a forward gesture.
"Go directly to the cave and leave the children behind first."
Yun Tuan raised his hand in a greeting gesture, "Men first."
Shi Qing pursed his lips, with a look of patience on his face. He breathed a long sigh of relief, then took out a butcher's machete and walked quickly towards the cave.
Yun Tuan looked surprised. There was such a... murderous weapon on the list?
The gentle young man suddenly turned into a social bastard wearing flowery underwear on the beach and hitting people if he disagreed.
"Xiao Xi, go and record a video of him like this and send it back to the round elf. She really likes the contrast." Yun Tuan twitched the corner of his mouth.
[Anchor, are you sure?]
Shi Qing walked to the edge of the cave, leaned back slightly, and pulled the trouser leg that was stuck to the bend of his knee.
Yun Tuan: "...can't be sure."
She still remembered that An Yuan fell in love with Mr. Yang because he was a decathlete, but he was afraid of ordinary little moths. Whenever there were moths, Yang would hide behind An Yuan with a pale complexion.<
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Therefore, many times, Yun Tuan was forced to help An Yuan catch a few moths on a clear night and put them on the places where they would pass by on dates.
Fortunately, the pay is pretty good.
It's cost-effective. Over the years, she caught many different kinds of moths.
Just as he was thinking about it, Shi Qing poked his head out and said, "There...there's no one alive inside, so you can come in first."
A few seconds later, the three of them gathered in the cave.
Yun Tuan looked at the dozens of pale and shriveled corpses on the ground and scratched his head in confusion.
"What did you just say? Osteril only sucks animals?" Shi Qing checked everyone's left hand and there was a ring on the index finger.
All players, no exceptions.
"Hahaha... I didn't say that the people in the dungeon only suck animals." Yun Tuan laughed a few times, squatted down, peeled off the deceased's coat, and placed it in a dry place in the cave.
There is a lot of hay and firewood in the cave, which may have been collected by this group of players.
Seeing this, Shi Qing peeled off the rest of his coat and equipment, and piled the corpses at the door to attract tigers and wolves.
Wanyanbao, who had a fever, squatted aside, watching all this, and yawned.
"Legend has it that Estriel can change its shape and weight at will. During the day, it will hide between the horns of sheep or cattle. It is so light that cattle and sheep cannot feel it. At night, it will change into a mountain-like weight.
, suppressing the prey firmly."
Yun Tuan said, walked outside the cave, used a dagger to cut off branches of suitable shape, skillfully cut out the wooden tenon structure, and built a simple clothes hanger.
"Hmm...but what's the solution?" Shi Qing was confused. He had never heard of such a remote legend.
I'm afraid it will be difficult to find it on search engines.
He somewhat understands the idea of the Jing family brothers forming a team with others.
"Well... you make two fires, leave a narrow path in between, and let's dry the clothes first." Yun Tuan said, relaxing a little, "Don't worry, we still have a king here."<
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However, a rough estimate is that there are more than 200 players left, and there should be a lot of people born on Saturday.
"Sister, I'm very timid." Wanyan Baola said in a long voice.
"Sit down over there and I'll help you take care of the blisters."