Diablo Destruction

Chapter 108: Three "musketeers"

Early the next morning, like a thief, I crawled quietly into the bushes nearby, and a sneaky head emerged, and my eyes were dazzling toward the white tent on the grassy **** not far away. ..

Touching his shriveled belly, a pitiful voice like thunder came from inside.

Last night...it was a tragedy.

When I returned to Carlos' house, I found out that even the noodles were gone. There was a tragedy there. You looked at me there. I looked at you, and I was at a loss.

Although hungry all night, it’s not a big deal for our adventurers, but helpless Seattlek this guy is restless and idle, the big bald head grunts, the flash of light, and Carlos and I knew immediately He was going to put forward some bad ideas.

Sure enough, this man told us that he was bored and hungry anyway, so it was better to go to the grassland to fight the autumn wind.

Carlos and I thought that this wasn’t a bad thing, so we should accompany this guy in a circle, saving him no energy and nowhere to vent, and tossing the camp, so nodded, and a group of three people came to the station fiercely. In the weird gaze of the guards, the frozen land was reached.

After I went there, I found that the frozen land was blowing snow. This kind of harsh environment, it is impossible to find prey, but Seattlek is very excited, because here is the smell of his hometown-Harrogas.

Helpless, Carlos and I continued to go crazy with this guy, swaying all the way in the icy field under the snow, the prey was not found, the monster encountered a lot, of course, facing our three field-level masters, these The first-world Roger camp-level monsters with special labels for rookie adventurers can really blow them to death by yawning.

"Unfortunately, you can't eat it. The fleshy quality of this stuff at first glance shows that it tastes great."

Hai Keke, who claimed to be the best hunter in Daxueshan, carried a dead hard-skin mouse and poked the soft belly of the hard-skin mouse with his finger, and said with a smile.

Like the enlarged version of the hedgehog, the hard skin mouse, among the many **** monsters, may be the only monster that makes people think that this little thing should taste good. Unfortunately, this is the first world. The hard skin mouse is just a projection. The body will dissipate before we can cook it.

"Mr. Daxueshan's best hunter, why not?"

Even the good old man Carlos, at this time, is pulling the smelly face to the elders, with thorns in his words.

"I said it was absolutely no good to come out with this guy."

Sneezing in the extremely cold wind and snow, I wrapped my cloak tightly, shook off the snow on my shoulders, and I was too lazy to despise Seattle.

If I had known this, Seattle should not be on a whim. If I hunt in this ice and snow and go to the rocky wilderness or dark forest at the beginning, maybe the three have now returned to the camp, set up a bonfire, and started barbecue.

"It doesn't matter, in fact, I already have a perfect solution."

Seattle Kehaha laughed, threw the hard-skinned mouse body in his hand, looked around for a few times, and then pointed in one direction.

"If my memory is correct, it should be in this direction."

"What's there?" I couldn't help wondering.

"Forgot? The frozen lake that hasn't been frozen for many years."

I thought about it, and finally I was so impressed.

That’s right, there is indeed a well-known lake in the Frozen Land. Of course, I remember it so deeply, because the Lord of the Frozen Land, the base camp of Bisu Bosu is near the lake, and I think of my novice. At that time, when I hunted Bi Xubosu's experience, and then look at myself now, there is really such a bit of time sighing.

"It turns out that it's easier to hunt if there is a lake." Carlos's face softened slightly.

"I didn't expect you to have such a trick. Forget it, although it's a bit troublesome, just go."

I suddenly changed my mind about Seattle. Maybe this guy had already thought about this. It is worthy of being the best hunter on the Daxue Mountain, oh oh oh-set off.

What will the field-level master run like, that is, the novice needs to walk ten days and a half, and we only need a moment to finish.

"Hey, there seems to be firelight?"

Mr. Hunter, the best hunter on our Daxue Mountain, squeezed his big hand on his eyebrow and made a farsighted gesture.

"Is it an adventurer?"

I couldn't help being refreshed, although it was a little embarrassing, but if I met an adventure team in this kind of field, even a meal was a matter of course.

"It's unlikely, the adventurer's words, it's so likely to have such a big flame in this place."

Carlos realized that something was wrong and frowned.

When I thought about it, I knew what he meant. Yes, this lake is not only a source of water that prey people like to visit, but also monsters often gather here, and not far from the camp of Bisu Bosu.

I remember when I came here, I didn’t even dare to camp near the lake, and ran to a hidden jungle where I could see the lake’s movement from afar. Like now, the fire is so high that it’s within ten miles of the other party. Of monsters carry out group taunts.

"Go and see if you don't know." Seattle Ke whispered, and took the lead to go out, a kind of who we are field experts we are afraid of.

The result was quick, and we saw a speechless scene.

Around the lake, thousands of fallen monsters surrounded them, set up campfires one after another, set up large pots one after another, and some subtle black liquid rolled inside, and occasionally the bones of animals could be seen rising out of the pot surface.

Of these thousands of fallen demons, most held a torch in their hands, surrounded by bonfires and food, and danced a weird dance. It seemed that the campfire party was being held, and the whole group of demons danced wildly.

Seattle: "..."

Carlos: "...

I:"……"

What is an unpredictable accident, this is it, unless it is a prophecy like Akala, otherwise, this accident, even our three domain-level masters, can easily pit a gray face, belly shriveled.

It seems that God doesn't plan to fill us up easily tonight.

"So, what should we do now, Mr. Hunter?"

My face with Carlos changed, and when I saw that the good deeds were disturbed by the sinking demon, I immediately blew my anger on Seattle's head. It was all this guy. Was it good to choose the stone wilderness at first?

"Or... how about we join together?"

Seattlek pointed to the campfire below and laughed.

Following his hand, Carlos and I lowered our eyes again, and subconsciously glanced at the black unknown liquid in the pot, and the stomach was tumbling.

That's the food that dare not dare to challenge even the stomachs of field-level adventurers.

"You have eaten, we are watching." Looking back, we sneered at Seattle.

"That's okay, how can I eat solitary food alone?" Seattlek suddenly became awe-inspiring, and the awe-inspiring made me and Carlos want to beat him up.

"It's all these devilish demons that disturb our good deeds, sorry, I'm going to move my muscles."

Seattle Ke is also angry. When it comes to three of them who do not like hungry, it must be the barbarian who eats the least. So, in the rage, even these "adventure milkmen" are seen by him On the upper eye, I want to abuse.

Seattle’s loud voice also succeeded in attracting the attention of the sinking demon opposite. I saw a commotion in the dense sinking demon dance group. The news quickly spread to a huge open space in the middle of the campfire that clearly showed his status-one of the inside The weird colors of the fallen magic wizard.

The old guy’s ghost head was thrown aside, and he was lying on the ground with a group of attendants. He was intensively groping with his two hands on the yellow grass, and stuffed the groped stuff into his mouth from time to time. When the foreign enemy invaded When the news reached its ears, the goods turned his head stunned and looked over. There were half a grasshopper-like insect in his mouth, a stomach and half of the worm legs exposed, shaking. shake.

This guy, I don’t think I’m the king of the icy originals anymore. It’s more promising to be a funny artist on stage.

The three of us were speechless at the same time, and then watched Bi Xubo climb up in a panic and rush towards the ghost cane thrown aside by him. His mouth still remembers to chew quickly. He ate the worms in one breath, his face instantly Blooming like a dreamy color bubble dotted with contented happiness, and then grabbed its ghostly cane, and instantly became cruel,

"La Caniche"

From the mouth where Bi Xubo had just swallowed the bug, the roar of the sinking devil that made me miss it, Rakanihu, was the one who was entrenched on the stone pillars in the wilderness of the stone, don't know it and Bi Xu Bosu, or what kind of adultery there is with the entire Shenmo Devil, in short, I often hear it as "Baganishiu".

Thousands of fallen monsters rushed up with an order, seemingly mighty and unstoppable, but in front of Seattle, the number was all floating clouds, this guy even bare his shoulders and took no weapons and rushed up. , Grabbed the depraved demon bearing the brunt, and tore the two sides, tearing it in half, the blood splattered, and immediately got the big face with that ugly face, did not drop the name of brutal bloodthirsty at all.

The small knife in the hands of Sinking Devil is like tickle to Seattle. Just because of the defense brought by his own strong physique, he is no longer a projection monster of the level of a small SS below the first world. It's broken.

So a massacre began, just a few moments, the sinking demon fell hundreds, the most shocking thing is the brutal means of Seattle, no sinking demon retains the entire body, the most terrible, it is alive After ripping off his limbs, his head became a "human stick" weapon for a while.

Just like fighting with ants, Seattlek quickly got tired of it, and suddenly stopped, letting those small knives slash on his body, then raised his chin, what was brewing in his throat...

Carlos and I quickly blocked our ears and stepped out of the kilometer.

"Aoao Aoao Aoao------"

The barbarian's shouting skills, in the form of horrible substantive sound waves, roared from the mouth that Seattle raised high, spreading in all directions, and where the sound waves passed, the weak and poor fallen demons fell like wheat.

This sound wave, with the lake as the center, spreads for a few kilometers away and completely disappears. Therefore, in a blink of an eye, thousands of sinking demons on the lake will die, and even Bi Xubo must not suffer. Seattle's voice.

"Sinful."

Seeing thousands of sinking demons die, except Bishoubosu contributed several gold coins, the other sinking demons didn't explode at all. I could not help but sigh, and I understood a little bit why the old drunkard was so tight.

"I'm satisfied now, let's go to the wilderness of the stone..."

I touched a more dry belly, and I made recommendations, but the words were not finished.

"Not addictive, really not addictive..."

Covered with blood, like Seattle, Seattlek shook his head and walked back. Suddenly, the sharp eyes that had ignited war fell on both of us, and finally, focused on Carlos.

"Carlos, it's better to choose a day than to hit a day. Isn't this the best training ground? It's better to have a good time with us two."

With that said, before Carlos agreed, he rushed up like a bull.

"Ugh--"

Hearing Carlos' statement that he intentionally moved, he had to show his unwilling sigh, and the two figures quickly fought together, probably not wanting to destroy the lake, and they were scolded by Akara Flee from a distance...

"..."

A blizzard passed over me. At this moment, my mood was like being trafficked by a trafficker to the station. Then the police uncle suddenly appeared and the trafficker struggled to push the original simple trafficking incident to the confusing. Eventually justice defeated evil and was thought to be heavy. The tears of freedom and excitement burst into my face, but I did not expect the uncle of the police to press the trafficker away and leave me the victim aside...

That's right, my mood is as complicated as everyone who understands the thought that he just didn't pause.

Eventually, I lost all my strength to go to the rocky wilderness and went back to the camp, where I slept for a night on the campfire near Carlos' tent.

The above is what I am now, a review of various egg pain experiences last night.

So early, Velas shouldn’t get up yet. It’s fine, sneak back to see if there are leftovers leftovers last night. If not, you’ll have to find the dog’s pot, even if it’s a dead dog. The dog is obviously only storing dry food, and the food is better than what I eat when I go out. It is unforgivable. It seems that the day of sharpening the knife is coming. Even if there is a delicious dog meat pot suddenly on the table, it will not be surprising.

I crept close to the tent. When there was still a hundred meters, I suddenly fell down like a bomb attack in front of me and changed to prone forward. I put my ears on the ground every ten meters to detect the enemy. .

Finally, after a journey of nine lives, I successfully lurked to the door of the tent, carefully extended my hand, and gently opened the tent door.

The goal was a pair of familiar shoes, and then his eyes slowly lifted up. Velas was like a giant, with his arms akimbo blocked in the door, and his mouth slightly bulging down looking down at himself from the top of his eyes.

The first thought: Unfortunately, Velas's maid dress is a long skirt style.

The second thought: finished

"grown ups"

Obviously came out of an angry voice,

"Ha...hahaha, Velas, early... early."

I ridiculed to get up from the ground with a smile, covered in mud, gray-faced and standing in front of Verras. Facts have proved that this appearance has the effect of "-100 angry value" and "+100 maternal instinct" for Verras. -

"Is it true, is it a child?"

Sure enough, Velath's momentum was relieved, and he extended his small white hand and wiped it gently on my face.

"Little Lulu, are you still angry about what happened last night?"

Taking the heat to strike the iron, I grabbed the gentle hands of Verasi, revealing a pitiful look.

"Woo~~~"

Velas' face flushed immediately.

"Then... that's for sure, adults like stupid, perverts, scammers, clearly said they won't be discovered by others. As a result... wooh~~~~"

I hadn't had time to say something good, but Velas remembered something again, hands on hips, bulging with a small mouth, and re-posted the posture that seemed more cute but cute than cute.

"However, I am not angry now, but adults..."

It seemed to make her very angry. In a flash, Veraze's gaze passed the disgusting gaze of "It's okay to pat with a pan".

"Where did the adult go all night, not only did not come back for dinner, but also stayed at night"

Vera’s gaze stared straight at me like "叽~~~~~~".

"That one……"

If you honestly say that you were shocked by your pan, and you dare not go home, you will die terribly. Such consciousness flashed in your mind, and I immediately changed my tone.

"I, Carlos, and Seattle have three. I talked for a night, and I learned a lot from them."

"So this is ah."

Velas seemed relieved, and the cute expression on her face, like an angry little hamster, also relaxed.

"Even if this is the case, let's talk to us. We were worried all night."

"Yes, yes, I will say hello to everyone next time." I wiped the sweat on my forehead. I was secretly happy in my heart, and it seemed to have passed.

"Me... we have been worrying about adults, whether we will be tempted by underground casinos or something, where even our clothes have been lost, or we will go to that kind of place and be sold by a woman after being drunk... "

Talking, Velas half-covered her small face, her eyes shy and worried, as if imagining that kind of thing happening.

"No... what to say..."

How to describe it? Feeling, instead of saying that Veras worried about me, it was better to say that she was worried about my IQ, was it my illusion?

"Gurulu~~~~~"

The stomach blew in time.

"Hungry? Didn't you say you didn't have dinner last night?" Verras' eyes were confused.

"That... I was too engaged in talking..." I burst into tears.

"Really, it's really worrying, how did you live when you were alone."

Velas hurriedly took me into the house and sat down, and then took the steaming meals one by one, his face worried and distressed, as if I would not fill this table in another minute If you eat "leftovers", you will stop functioning.

Leftovers... It is estimated that even the king of Lugaoin can't eat such a sumptuous "leftovers". How far does Veras worry about himself?

"Fortunately, I was prepared early."

With his hands folded, the versatile pretty housewife at home smiled lightly and came in handy for his preparation, and showed a gentle and contented expression.

"Daddy Dad..."

Halfway through the craze, the sweet voices of Cyrus and Ecole passed.

The two little princesses who had just got up, still wearing pajamas, rubbing their eyes, could not wait to sit on either side of the left and right, their glittering eyes watching my embarrassment.

"Dad didn't come back at night, and Sirius (Ekro) was very worried~www.readwn.com~ Be good, it won't be next time." Seeing the eyes of her daughter's tears, I swallowed a bite of food and quickly comforted.

"I wanted to sleep with my dad." Ecole whispered softly, and Cyrus blushed blushingly.

It was my turn to tears this time.

"Dad, the rice is on your face..."

Sirius whispered, just halfway through her words, she had put her exquisite face up, spit out her tongue slightly, and licked away the rice grains that were sticking to the corner of her mouth...

Fascinated by the intimate movements of Sirius, I recalled the scene of the blizzard hunting last night. Compared to this scene, I suddenly had a tearful urge to do what I did all night...

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Asshole, silenced...