One Eyed Monster

　　 Moussa can finally no longer have to squeeze his remaining spiritual power.

　　 is not easy, really not easy! Moussa's heart can no longer be calm.

　　 This time up the mountain to perform the task is more difficult than any other time, not to mention anything else, facing the attack of a few walking corpses, I was unable to fight back. This kind of thing was impossible in the past.

　　 And they didn't see the true face of the opponent from beginning to end. The opponent guy has been hiding behind him, secretly manipulating all this, and the speed of the walking corpses chasing him makes Moussa unprepared.

　　 Although there were only three or four walking corpses chasing after him, the speed and strength of the opponent were above him, and there was no time to react. Musa couldn't think of any good methods except blindly using the wall of spiritual power to resist. In addition, these walking corpses turned from severed limbs into broken corpses and rushed on frantically. Not to mention the attack power of those broken limbs and legs, it is said that the **** and terrible sight is enough for Moussa to digest for a while. Up.

The group of people behind 　　 are too cruel, they don't care about the lives of their men! They use their subordinates as tools!

But all this has come to an end. The advancement of the great witch has resolved the crisis. Although Qiliu was thrown a big somersault in the process, the long-winded ghost of Assia seems to have been hit, but he still has nothing to say. hair.

　　 Of course, the biggest gain in the whole process should be himself. Although he failed to complete the professional advancement like Biggs, he has overcome the biggest obstacle in his mind recently. Although the obstacle was a new thing in recent days, it was really uncomfortable for him. Now that he has experienced the baptism of this disaster, he finally eased his mind and suddenly understood a lot of things.

　　 Moussa finally got rid of the question of whether he was a waste, obviously, he is not a waste! In this disaster avoidance, even if he is not a mainstay, he is still a capable man. If he hadn't worked hard to protect everyone with a wall of spiritual power, I don't know what the situation is now.

　　 If he is a trash, how can they still have a foothold on this mountain road now?

　　If he was a trash, how could he awaken the great witch in a crisis?

　　If he is a trash, how can he buy enough time for the great witch to advance?

　　 All the details tell him that he is not a trash, and no one is a trash, everyone has their own unique side.

　　 For example, Acia, who is silent now, if he hadn't confirmed the parasite as the line puppet for the first time, who could have been vigilant from the beginning of the disaster. Moreover, Moussa felt that the ironic words made by Acia along the way were also positive, at least for him. He remembered the incomparable pride that Acia hid in his heart after hiding in his spiritual wall.

Qiliu is not useless. If it weren't for Qiliu, they would have been running around with a headless fly. Of course, none of this would happen without Qiliu. If all this did not exist, then Moussa must still be immersed in himself. Is it in the painful cycle of waste? So in my heart, Moussa is now very grateful for the task that Qi Liu gave him.

　　 All this is due to fate!

　　 It is absolutely no accident that the great witch can advance into a gray robe at this critical moment.

　　 Now that everything has settled, the great witch has not only advanced to the gray robe of the wind system, but also mastered the wind control in a short period of time. If this is still a coincidence, then this world is really a coincidence.

　　 Moussa looked at the broken corpse in the air, and he breathed a long sigh of relief. If it weren't for the advancement of the great witch, they didn't know what crime they would suffer at this moment.

　　 His own spiritual power has also been squeezed to the limit, and his whole body may collapse after a while.

　　 Fortunately, although the big witch is always late, she can always use unskilled spells to resolve the dangers at the critical point.

　　 Now the group of broken corpses has no power to fight back, and the wind gray robe is not just a simple title.

　　 "Next, what shall we do?" Big Witch Biggs broke the embarrassment of silence, and at the same time pulled Musa out of the endless imagination.

　　 Biggs’s question may seem simple, but in fact it is not the meaning that stays on the surface.

　　 At this moment they didn't know what to do next.

　　 is to continue to walk down the mountain, go to the bottom of the mountain, go back to the tavern with nothing? If so, what is the purpose of going up the mountain this time? Is it possible to come and have a fun?

　　 If you don’t go down and stay on the mountain, how to deal with other corpses controlled by the line puppets will be unrealistic only by the big witch.

　　 The most important thing is that their purpose of going up the mountain this time is to find the son of Hussetas. Although the son was found, they shouldn't be reconciled just by relying on the sight of that moment.

　　 "Should we continue to track down the son of Governor Rostov..." Musa suggested in a low voice. At this moment, it seems that he and the witch are still in a normal state.

　　 Qiliu fell a dog to eat shit, and the whole head was staring. He no longer knew the north, south, east, and west, and the eyes of other people were filled with dullness.

　　 As for Asia, it seems to have become a dumb~www.ltnovel.com~ and a very timid dumb, curled up with his hands on his knees, and said nothing.

　　 Moussa had to look at the big witch, hoping that the big witch could act as the temporary leader of this team.

　　 However, Witch Biggs is destined not to be a leader. She wobbled her head again and asked: "Next, what should we do?"

　　 Is her brain really bad after advanced? Shouldn't it be the best time for her to respond? Why do you still consult others stupidly?

"We continue to look for Young Master Hussetas, this road is the only way down the mountain around this road, and the one who grabs the Young Master will pass by here without accident." Qi Liu rubbed her face and looked less dull in her eyes. A lot.

　　 This is fate! This sentence resounded in Moussa's heart.

　　 Indeed, the leadership of this small team once again fell on Qiliu's shoulders.

　　 Qiliu doesn't have superb skills, but he is a natural politician. In a blink of an eye, he can see the situation clearly and work out a plan that everyone can accept.

　　 "The one who grabbed Hussetas should be a hunter. He has good skills. I don't think we are the opponents of each other."

　　 "We have no choice on the way down the mountain, and he is the same, so he will pass by here. We wait patiently."

"Your witch, please be sure to help us regain the son of Husitas. Governor Rostov can give you a letter of recommendation. With this letter of recommendation, no matter where you go to the Witch League, they will accept you. "

　　 A few words can reflect the strategy of a natural politician. The team that was at a loss after Qi Liu's tossing immediately became active again.

　　 This is probably everyone's life.