About the fact that I only have one move to clear the customs

Chu Yang's thinking was very clear, Ning Fan nodded secretly, leaning against the tree trunk, at least he didn't have to worry about the attack from behind.

Several people reacted and looked for the nearest tree trunk to support their backs, and searched around, looking for traces of the enemy above.

Pockmarked face's body fell to the ground, blood flowed all over the floor, and the pungent smell of blood spread.

A girl named Wang Ziyan among Chu Yang's companions was the closest to the dead body of Pockmarked Face. While covering her mouth and nose, she retched and whimpered, her face wet with tears.

It was quiet all around, only the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, and the sound of blood flowing and swimming, which stretched everyone's tense nerves.

Ning Fan frowned. Enemies in the dark are much more difficult than enemies in the open. The only thing that is certain now is that there are at least two ghosts on the opposite side, both of which are above C-level!

Everyone has entered the encirclement of the enemy without knowing it!

"Shu Shua!" Suddenly there was a strange noise from the top of the head on the left front, and everyone looked up at that place.

"Be careful!" The young man Zhou Liang yelled softly, only to hear a scream, and Wang Ziyan, who had lost his fighting spirit on the right, collapsed on the tree trunk, and a hideous wound was drawn on her neck. Spray more and more.

"Zi Yan!" Chu Yang's last female companion exclaimed, and stood up to help.

"Don't move!" Chu Yang shouted loudly, but it was too late!

The secret enemy deliberately kept Zi Yan alive, just waiting for someone to come forward to help, standard tactics of siege and rescue!

A black shadow flashed in mid-air, and the blood-red ghost claws slapped the running girl's head!

"Damn it!" Chu Yang yelled angrily, his eyes were red, his companions died one by one, he watched helplessly but couldn't help, what a torture!

"Swipe!!!" At the very moment, a blue light flashed in the air, and the black shadow was cut into three pieces by the blue light, and the dark red blood splashed in the air!

"Boom!" The ghost's body slammed down on the running girl named Zhu Liping with inertia, smashing her to the ground.

Zhu Liping exclaimed, the fear in her heart could no longer be contained, and she screamed loudly and began to cry.

Chu Yang looked at Ning Fan who was crouching in the branches waiting for an opportunity just now, and admired secretly in his heart.

A gentleman hides his weapon in his body and moves it when the time comes. This is the demeanor that a ghost killer should have!

"Zhu Liping, I'll help you!" Chu Yang shouted suddenly, got up and rushed towards Zhu Liping.

"Ah?" Zhu Liping's sobbing paused, and she looked up at Chu Yang with a question mark on her face.

Chu Yang was like a tough guy, he rushed towards Zhu Liping to help her without any defense.

"Be careful!" Zhou Liang said again, this time there were three black shadows attacking at the same time, but only one rushed towards Chu Yang, and the other two rushed towards Ning Fan among the branches and leaves!

"Wang Chao!" Ning Fan yelled lightly, and his figure was wrapped in a blue arc.

"Received!" Wang Chao, who was leaning not far away, replied, and thousands of flying rings bloomed like golden flowers in the dark night, drowning the ghost behind Chu Yang in an instant.

"Swipe!" A blue light flashed, Ning Fan stood on the ground, sheathed his sword, and ran towards Zi Yan, there was a series of bangs behind him, and the fragments of two ghosts smashed to the ground.

Two strings of characters appeared above the head:

Honor value: +76

Points: +300

As the ghost behind Chu Yang was blown into a hornet's nest by the Wuding flying ring, Wang Chao also received corresponding honors and points.

Ning Fan ran in front of Wang Ziyan, her health was rapidly depleting, it was less than [-] points at this time, and if it took a few seconds, she would bleed to death.

He took a step forward to help Wang Ziyan press the wound, and took out the life-restoring elixir to feed her, and the loss of life finally slowed down.

"Roar!" Ning Fan had just let out a breath, and there were roaring voices all around again.

"These ghosts are not as powerful as those four just now." Zhou Liang reminded.

"Wang Chao, Li Qingjun, Ma Dan, the three of you spread out and receive the honor." Ning Fan said, taking out the golden sore medicine prepared in the city and continuing to treat Wang Ziyan's injury.

"Okay!" The three said in unison, and spread out to meet the enemy around.

Chu Yang supported Zhu Liping and walked forward.

"She...is she okay?" Zhu Liping's lips trembled.

Ning Fan shook his head, "I can't die for now."

"That's great, that's great..." Zhu Liping was about to cry again as she spoke.

"Thank you, Ning Fan," Chu Yang said softly.

Ning Fan turned around and said with a smile:

"It's also thanks to your decisive decision to use your body as bait, otherwise she might not be able to save her after a few seconds."

Chu Yang nodded and smiled, "Don't mention that, I'll show Ziyan the injury."

He leaned over to check it out.

"Brother Ning, there are no powerful enemies nearby." Zhou Liang came behind Ning Fan.

Ning Fan nodded, "Are you okay?"

Zhou Liang shook his head, looked at Ning Fan with admiration, and said quietly:

"I'm not mistaken, brother Ning is indeed the strongest among the novice players."

Ning Fan reached out and rubbed his head, "Hurry up and rest, let me know as soon as danger comes."

"Okay!" Zhou Liang nodded with a smile, and leaned against a tree trunk to rest.

The remaining d-level ghosts were nothing more than a mob. Wang Chao and the three quickly eliminated the surrounding enemies and returned to their side.

A few people discussed it, they were carrying wounded people, and it was very inconvenient to move at night, so they took turns to watch the night and sat down to rest on the spot.

In the morning of the second day, after everyone had finished assembling, Ning Fan looked at Chu Yang. Chu Yang gritted his teeth and looked at Zhu Liping, hesitating to speak.

"Brother Chu, I've dragged you down with what happened last night..." Zhu Liping seemed to know what Chu Yang wanted to say, and said proactively:

"I may not be ready to face the dripping blood. Zi Yan can't move forward with this appearance. She and I... let's exit from here."

Chu Yang sighed softly, "Shall I take you out? There are seniors guarding the foot of Longji Mountain, so you'll be fine there."

"Thank you." Zhu Liping bit her lip and stood up.

"Is there anyone among you who wants to quit now? It's human nature to be afraid of death, there's no need to lose your life for the sake of face, before it's too late." Ning Fan said suddenly.

Wang Chao chuckled, "I want to become a man titled 'God'. The game has just begun. Even if I agree to quit, my flying ring will not agree."

"I won't quit." Li Qingjun said leisurely.

"Me too." Ma Dan looked firm.

Zhou Liang didn't speak, but his movements of standing silently behind Ning Fan had already expressed everything.

"Okay." Ning Fan looked at Chu Yang and said, "Brother Chu Yang, we'll wait for you here for two hours, hurry up and come back."

Chu Yang nodded, turned around and carried Wang Ziyan on his back, and the three quickly disappeared into the bushes.

"Is that your passive skill?" Ning Fan suddenly turned to look at Zhou Liang.

Zhou Liang nodded and smiled:

"That's right, I didn't choose an active skill at the beginning, but chose this natural passive skill called 'Seeking good luck and avoiding evil'."

"Don't you have any companions?" Ning Fan asked curiously.

"They traveled here with me, but they didn't believe what I said, so they all died." Zhou Liang looked sad.