Douluo I am the real son of luck

"what?"

The seventh man in black stared blankly at the angry sixth man in black. He didn't know what was going on.

Although they could all sense the existence of positioning marks, the seventh man in black thought it was too troublesome and it would be easier to follow the sixth man in black, which made him not know what was going on at all.

"Old Qi, has the effect of your drug been exhausted?"

The sixth man in black took a deep breath and calmed down a little. He originally planned to go directly to the clearing, but the positioning mark placed near the clearing was suddenly destroyed, which made him subconsciously think that someone was sabotaging it.

Apart from a few of them, there was no one else in the entire Poison Valley.There were only two hostages in the open space, of which Lao Liu in black was very sure.

In this way, the destruction of the positioning mark was probably caused by the two hostages.

"how can that be possible!"

The seventh man in black had his eyes wide open. The sixth man in black usually despised him for being stubborn and not thinking, so he didn't speak to defend himself.But once again, I think there is something wrong with his drugging. This is not as simple as questioning whether he has a brain, but that there is something wrong with his ability.

Come on, his craftsmanship is so good, but he is just drugged, can there be quality problems?

"Then can you explain why the positioning mark I placed was destroyed just now?"

The sixth man in black couldn't help the urge to get angry, and with a cold face, he asked.

He didn't believe it. The positioning mark would explode on its own. There must be something wrong with it.

"This……"

The seventh man in black was directly asked by this question. He hesitated for a while before making a hesitant guess: "Perhaps, a poisonous tree was too old and accidentally slipped its waist. When it fell to the ground, it would be positioned The mark was destroyed?"

"Haha..." The old man in black looked coldly, as if he had heard a cold joke.If it's a human being, it's possible that his waist could be damaged by too much exercise.But, God damn, the Poison Tree can still dodge its waist. Could it be that it is also moving with other Poison Trees?

Among the poisonous trees in this poisonous miasma valley, none of them gave birth to spiritual intelligence. How could it be possible?

"Perhaps..." The seventh man in black still planned to defend his drug addiction, but after much thought, he could not think of a more reasonable explanation. "Perhaps, the poison strain spirit in the stronghold escaped?"

"Okay! The poison strain spirits are locked up in Area C, how can they come out!"

The sixth man in black really took it and admitted directly that he estimated that the drug was not effective. Why was it so difficult?

It would be better to simply admit your mistake quickly than to come up with this reason.

"Okay!" The seventh man in black sighed and fell into deep thought. His drug has been updated five times, and the effect of the drug has not been missed.Why, the problem appeared at this stall for the first time.

He thought hard and couldn't figure out a reason.

They could only accept the fact that the two hostages woke up early and planned to leave this place. They did not hesitate to use soul power to attack and destroy the poison tree, causing the location mark hidden in it to be destroyed.

"Follow me and try to catch the hostages as quickly as possible, otherwise there will be no chance for a series of plans later."

The sixth man in black was no longer obsessed with the problem of the location mark being destroyed. He held his chin and thought about it. When he destroyed the location mark, he could sense the nearest location mark, which he had left as a backup. Hidden deeper.

He slapped the old man in black out of his reverie and walked in front, sensing the positioning mark.

Although it was hidden deep, they still had to run over just in case.

"Ouch!"

At this time, the seventh man in black who was following him screamed in pain, causing the sixth man in black who was jumping in front to quickly turn around.

"What's going on!?" The sixth man in black looked at the seventh man in black, who was lying on the ground with his face facing the ground in confusion. He didn't understand what was going on.

"There is a trap!" Old Seventh in black covered his nose and pointed to his feet, reminding him.

This made Lao Liu in black quickly check, but he only saw a relatively thick branch. It was not a man-made trap, which made his face become even more gloomy.

Incompetent bungler.

The sixth man in black had a cold face and threw the branch into the arms of the seventh man in black, scolding: "What on earth are you doing! What kind of trap is this? A branch will trip you down, or what?" Soul master, that’s bullshit!”

Seeing that the two events before and after were too close, the anger in the heart of the black-clad Lao Liu made him no longer care about the other party's face and scolded him unceremoniously.

An own mistake made him nervous for a long time, but it turned out to be a false alarm.

"how come?"

The old man in black endured the pain on his face and rubbed his eyes with a look of disbelief on his face. He had just tripped over a rope that suddenly appeared, but why did it turn into a branch! ?

He was puzzled and wanted to tell Lao Liu in black about his doubts, but the other party's impatient and cold eyes made him hold back.

"Hurry up! This time, you walk beside me. Don't fall flat again and blame the mistake on the tree branch!"

The sixth man in black felt a lot more anxious. He directly pulled the seventh man in black up and spoke in a more serious tone.

He really didn't want to make these avoidable mistakes when all the preliminary preparations were made.

"Okay..." The seventh man in black looked down with fear, and then walked next to the sixth man in black. In this way, there should be no mistake.

In fact, he was different from the old man in black. He didn't really believe that he would be tripped by the trap of branches. It should be a rope, but the fact was like this, which made him very confused.

Since they all knew that there was no danger in the Poisonous Miasma Valley, they didn't have any weapons or equipment on them.

It didn't take long, with the speed of the two of them, they had already arrived near the positioning mark closest to the clearing. This was a more lush forest of poisonous strains, and the thick green smoke affected their vision to a certain extent.

The Poison Miasma Pill can only filter the natural poisonous miasma, but it cannot let them see clearly what is happening two meters away.

The calmness along the way made the black-clothed Old Seventh's inner vigilance drop further, almost to the same level as when he first entered the outskirts of the Poison Miasma Valley.

It was probably just an accident to trip over a branch.As for the ropes and the like, the old seventh man in black found an excuse for himself, probably because he stayed up too late recently and his eyesight was dazzled.

However, none of them noticed that the green smoke nearby was getting thicker and thicker, further reducing the field of vision that was already only two meters away.

They even didn't pay attention to their steps to see if there might be any traps.

"Depend on!"

Just when Lao Liu in black was approaching the positioning mark, his expression suddenly changed and he uttered foul language without restraint.

What the hell, the positioning mark was destroyed again in front of him!

"Sixth! Get out of the way!"

Just when the sixth man in black was about to step forward, seize the hostage who destroyed his positioning mark, and teach him a lesson, he suddenly heard the panicked voice of the seventh man in black, who was one step behind him.

He quickly turned around, intending to scold him, but was shocked to see Old Seventh in black rushing towards him with a panicked look on his face!

"Depend on!"

boom!

The old man in black subconsciously wanted to move to the side. At this time, he suddenly felt the fluctuation of the blue soul power bullets fired by the familiar second-level soul-guided ghost blue gun from the side!

He turned his head, his pupils tightened!

At this moment, not only did he feel the power of knocking him down from his pig teammate Lao Qi in black, but he was also infinitely close to death under the attack of the second-level soul guide Youlan's soul bullet!

boom!

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