Worldly Stunning Blade

Ling Feng carefully walked forward a few steps, and felt that when the patrol person could detect himself, he began to whisper: "Is it a big brother Basten?"

As for why Basten is called, it is because Ling Feng knows that Gullit is one of the earliest injured people, and when Ling Feng went to view the holy beast, it was obvious that Simon’s injury was heavy, plus the fee. Nechel collapsed, there is no time to estimate that it will not recover. Presumably, only Basten is suitable to visit this evening.

However, the results are far from the expectations of Ling Feng. Just after his shouts, a loud voice was heard not far from the front: "Lingfeng little brother, is it really you?" It is the most harmonious relationship with Ling Feng.

When Ling Feng saw Gullit rushing over in a hurry, he was very excited and asked: "Guru, your injury is good?"

"I haven't healed yet, but it's okay to cope with the task of patrolling." Gullit said careless about his injury. However, Ling Feng faintly still sees some of his concerns.

“What's wrong?” Ling Feng asked. “Everyone is okay?”

"Go, walk and say." Guli Trat took the wind and left. When it was time to rest, Ling Feng’s arrival made everyone very happy, especially Slan. Looking at Ling Feng’s eyes, there was obviously a bit of resentment.

Just now, Gullit and Ling Feng said that after he left alone, everyone was worried. When Fenerchel returned, he found that Simon suffered more serious injuries. Although Fenechel had no serious problems, he could recover if he had time to rest, but everyone obviously no longer has this task. Too big hope. Drogba even proposed to interrupt the mission and immediately evacuate the advanced World of Warcraft area.

Catherine and Slan naturally disagreed, and the three people quarreled. One party insists on completing the task, but one party declares that his master has been injured and staying here is bound to be even more dangerous.

Think about the current situation of everyone, and everyone understands Drogba's mood. Finally, Basten proposed that, given the time has passed in the afternoon, it is obviously a bit rushed to return to the next place of rest, plus Fenerchel needs to rest as soon as possible, and the members of the hurricane go out temporarily, everyone Take a rest in the first place and decide on the situation tomorrow morning.

Later, regarding the injury to Simon, Basten also explained.

At that time, faced with more than a dozen eighth-order moths, it was almost impossible to avoid injury. If it weren’t for Fenechel’s extraordinary play, it’s estimated that Basten would follow Simon’s footsteps. If that’s the case, the consequences would be unimaginable. However, it is obviously not enough to rely solely on Fenechel's extraordinary performance. Just as Fenerchel was unable to hold on, there was a strong momentum in the scope of the entire fight.

The three men of Basten were fine, and the moths that had stormed around them ran in the air. The three men were able to escape.

After hearing the words of Basten, everyone’s heart was afraid of it and began to guess what kind of circumstances would cause a group of eighth-order Warcraft to flee. If there is such an accident, the masters of the three stars will not be able to come back. I am sure that this task will be overwhelmed by the whole army.

Ling Feng is naturally clear that the powerful momentum is sent out by Yakuta and red blood. I did not expect them to fight, but actually indirectly saved the three Fenerchel. It seems that the next time I met, I still have to thank you.

After seeing Ling Feng without a lamb, eight people did not blame Ling Feng for leaving the team without authorization. He did not ask him to do anything, and there was nothing to be interested in making a celebration. Meditate and continue to meditate while sleeping. Everyone’s heart has always suppressed a shadow. Moreover, even the bonfire in the night did not dare to point, let alone loudly stunned. Even if you have any opinion on Ling Feng, it is estimated that it will wait until dawn.

Basten continued to stay to look after the injured members, Gullit took a shot of Ling Feng's shoulders, motioned him to rest, and then went on a tour. The current situation is that, except for Rijkaard, the magician is not suitable for night patrols, it seems that only the half-wounded person of Gullit is doing this. You can't let Drogba go, you don't have to talk about it, you have to take care of the master Simon.

Ling Feng walked over and looked at Simon's injury, which is more serious. Fortunately, there is no life threatening. I wanted to find a place to sit down, but I saw that Slan was waving his hand to let him go. Ling Feng couldn't help but start a headache.

Slan’s position is relatively close. Although she is a woman, she is not injured. In the current situation, even if Rijkaard and Slan are resting, they are undoubtedly sitting on the periphery of everyone.

After Ling Feng took Slan to sit down, Slan whispered, "Are you hurting?"

Ling Feng shook his head. Feeling that Slan’s desire to stop and say, Ling Feng knows what she wants to ask, but she can’t tell the truth. If you tell her to go to see the Holy Beast, and the relationship with the Holy Beast looks good, even under the leadership of the Holy Beast, I also found a few dark lightning bolts of Warcraft eggs back, it is estimated that Slan will immediately He is a madman.

So Ling Feng simply said nothing, and Slan is not good to take him.

In fact, Slan clearly revealed his concern for him, Ling Feng is still very moved. I thought about her all day, first of all, I experienced the disappointment of not attracting the dark lightning, and then I was worried about the departure of Ling Feng. Then I saw the collapse of Fenechel and the injury of Simon. The spirit of Slan did not The crash has been very good.

The night in the forest gradually deepened and neither of them spoke again.

As a magician, Slan could have replaced her rest as long as she meditated, but at this time, where can she calm down and meditate? In the middle of the battle, I finally got tired of the enemy and fell asleep.

Ling Feng glanced at Slan. She fell asleep and fell on his shoulder. Ling Feng didn't care. On the contrary, I feel extra warmth on such a night. Perhaps, which star shining in the sky is the sun of the Milky Way, and there is the hometown of Ling Feng.

......

When the day was light, everyone took care of their own clothing or something. Gullit, who was in charge of the inspection, has also returned, but he has not seen Ling Feng.

Wouldn't it be another person who ran out? Slan’s heart thought so.

Not only Slan thinks this way, but other people, including Gullit, think so. But what makes Gullit feel strange is that the departure of Lingfeng last night, even everyone did not find out. Although it is said that because of the patrol relationship, everyone's vigilance is slightly relaxed, but how to say that someone left without knowing, this is too outrageous.

"Forget it, I don't know when he will go. Let's have some breakfast first," Basten said, turning to Fenechel and asking, "How, how much has it been restored?"

After all, the departure of Ling Feng is not a big deal compared to the recovery of the strength of Fenechel. If Fenechel did not restore his strength, the group would definitely want to evacuate this high-level Warcraft area today. And the strength of Ling Feng, less him a lot, more than one he is naturally better. This is still in the magic of Lingfeng Electric.

And the master of a star-level such as Fenechel is completely different.

So, when I heard Basten’s question, everyone looked at Fenechel. Slan and Catherine showed a look of hope.

But seeing Feneler sighed and said: "Oh... the time is not enough, only to restore the strength of about 70%."

Everyone looked at each other and suddenly seemed to agree on what decision, and they began to sort things out and prepare to evacuate. At one time, the atmosphere seemed to be more dull.

However, Slan was on one side at this time and suddenly shouted: "Mr. Rijkaard, what is this?" caught everyone's attention. I saw her hand, there is an egg-shaped stone-like thing, gray-black skin, under the glimmer of the morning, flashing a brilliance.