The Search for the Lost Life

"Talent, you finally reached seventy, what have you done?"

"It's not like waiting for you to reach [-] so that you can start a book together, brush up your reputation and get equipment, and then we can open Karazhan together when everyone is ready."

A bag of cigarettes in the team chatted easily with the masters, chanting spells and casting spells from time to time, as long as they kept a long distance.

As a tank, the tauren warrior eating trees seems to be quite busy. He must walk at the forefront of the team, estimate the distance from mobs to taunt or attack, and avoid ADD that will destroy the group because he is too close to another pile. .

Although these werewolves are just small monsters, after all, because the elites in the dungeon have much stronger power and thick blood, they need to be eliminated step by step carefully.

Probably eating trees is also relatively silent, and there is almost no other response except for pulling monsters along the way. Even if a master and a pack of cigarettes pull him into the topic, most of them answer with a few numbers.

As for Mobai and Whispering, they are really not in the mood to speak.

Enter the castle along the road from the small door on the right, and you will hear the continuous howling of wolves at any time, and the road is full of werewolves and wild wolves.Going up the wooden stairs, the wooden boards under their feet that haven’t been repaired for a long time make creaking sounds. Every time they use the tauren’s racial skills to trample on them after eating trees and pulling monsters, they can hear the almost unbearable whine of the wooden floor .

Just such a wooden staircase and a small passage that only went up one level, they have killed no less than a dozen werewolves or wild wolves.There was a bloody smell on the narrow road, which couldn't be dispelled no matter what.

"This feeling is really bad." Whispering and Mobai walked side by side, muttering quietly.

And the next moment, Tree Eater pulled two werewolves over with another throwing knife, quickly picked up the shield to block their attack, and the knife on the right hand also quickly fell on the werewolves to anger them.

Entering the battle, Whispering and Mobai quickly approached the two werewolves, choosing to cut off the one with the higher hatred for eating trees.

Blood spattered, and the werewolf's white fur was soon stained with a lot of blood. Whispering and Mobai also inevitably got some blood, but they had no choice.

"I suddenly wondered why I didn't travel to the game with the eastern background." After solving the two werewolves, he murmured and waved the skinning knife to dissect the corpse, and then finally continued to chat with Mobai, "Yu Jian kills, or a sword To kill dozens of people and still keep the white clothes fluttering without any blood stains, as expected, only the oriental aesthetics can do it."

"You can only get used to it now." Mobai glanced at him and stated the facts mercilessly.She didn't like to make assumptions like "what if" about the past, but even she didn't understand why she was so disgusted with this kind of thing.

The two people here were talking, and the team had passed through the aisle to a downward staircase. The stairs did not have any bends, and they could see a stronger werewolf below than the ones they had encountered before.

It didn't notice the intruder on the stairs, and just walked back and forth in front of the two iron bars, laughing low-yes, indeed laughing, just like humans.

"Do you think there is any possibility of being rescued? Obey Lord Arugal, this is your only way of life." The werewolf, Resigor said, flashing his sharp claws from time to time.

Seeing Reshigol, Whispering's eyes lit up, and he swept away his complaints before: "Mobai, that's it. It's not a small BOSS. As long as I kill it, I can have shoulder pads!" Because Previously, he had been doing tasks in the Land of Ghosts. Whispering felt that the leather materials on hand were scarce. He had never been able to practice leathermaking. Of course, he could not learn to make shoulder pads that required a higher level of proficiency.

"Recover first." The expert looked at the situation and said, the five people sat down and took out a pack of magic bread made of cigarettes to eat to restore blood, "There is no special skill for this, everyone can rest assured." Come here for a picnic.

"Mo!" Xiaodan saw this kind of food for the first time, and immediately reminded Mobai of her existence, and her curiosity and greed could be seen at a glance.

Mobai looked at Xiaodan, and simply tore off a small piece of bread and handed it to Xiaodan. Watching her happily chewing on it, her excitement quickly turned into mourning and depression.

"Magic food is not delicious." After touching Xiaodan's head, Mobai told Xiaodan this fact and let her experience it for real.

"Actually, Mobai, you are just a bad taste." Whispering while eating, watching this scene, Mobai is very protective of Xiaodan, but will bully her from time to time, but the person who bullies can only be her. .

"Ah... I smell a stranger." A deep voice sounded, and before the murmur could react, Mo Bai picked up the weapon and stood up, staring at the stairs.

"Let them prepare." In addition to responding, Mobai said this to Whispering.Rechgor at the bottom of the stairs didn't move, but his bloody yellow eyes fell to them along the stairs, and his long tongue stuck out from his bloody mouth to lick it.

"This is unreasonable again!" Whisper stood up a little frantically, but his hands had already tightly drawn out the dagger in a posture of preparing for battle, and he kept on talking about Mobai, and the team channel also quickly reminded him , "It seems to be in a battle."

Fortunately, everyone reacted quickly, especially the tree eater. The white tauren warrior stood up almost as soon as the murmured news came out.

And Reichgor's words are almost finished: "The fresh blood and flesh, the tearing feel, is really exciting."

Almost at the same time that Reshigol bent down to rush up the stairs, Tree Eater took his equipment and charged in front of Reshigor. At the same time, he was immediately followed by the tauren's war trampling. Crack-like marks appeared on the ground.

However, Resigor did not get dizzy in the trampling of the war like the previous werewolves. It howled and grabbed the tree-eater with its claws. The speed was so fast that the tree-eater's shield action was not even completed, and the sharp claws Already in front of him, there was a sound of a sharp knife piercing into the flesh, causing a splash of blood, and a scratch appeared on the tree-eating face, but the scratch did not continue, and the tauren resisted the castration of the sharp claw with its shield.

At this time, Whispering and Mobai had also jumped down from the stairs to the back of Rexigor and started attacking. The frost plague was still useful to Rexigor, reducing its attack speed to a certain extent so that the tree-eater could take a breather, and at the same time The master manipulated the knight trumpet and had finished reading the holy light magic. A golden light shrouded the tree eating, and the scratches on his face gradually disappeared.

As the expert said before, Rexigor has no other special skills except speed and strength, which are stronger than ordinary werewolves. The five people who have mastered the battle rhythm ended the battle not long after. After a round of dice rolls, the others The leather shoulder armor that had been given up fell into Whispering's hands, and he quickly put it on.

"Mobai, I have better equipment than you now, so I don't believe that I can't match your output!" He whispered the challenge declaration in the team channel.

"Oh." Mobai also responded with dignity in the team, before murmuring what to say because of her flat tone, she threw out a question that stunned the whole team, "Where do you see the output?"

It is clear that the operations Mobai needs are different from those of ordinary players, whispering to the team the instructions that the experts can understand, and privately telling Mobai the operations she needs to do.

It's a pity that the behavior of whispering, which is almost able to make him smart, didn't get much reward.

"I see." Soon, Mobai replied, and it was still in the team channel, followed by another sentence, "It seems that you have no hope of surpassing me at present."

"..." Muttering without words, the joy of getting the leather shoulder guard has long been thrown into the sky.

Fortunately, the popularization of viewing output data is being carried out here, and eating trees there does not stop and wait, but walks to the door of the prison where an undead is held and opens the cell.

The metal tie rod made a screeching sound, obviously it had not been maintained and oiled for too long.But fortunately, the undead still came out: "Thank you my friends, God knows how many days, or even a few hours, I can live in the hands of this ferocious beast."

Staggering to the side of Rexigor's body, the undead fumbled: "Yes, I have seen it before, ah, I found it." Following his words, there was a string of eyes on his raised hand again. Look up the very simple key, "I can't do anything more for you, so I will open the door to the interior of the castle for you."

Follow the undead slowly up the stairs, and go back to the previous passage, in front of a small locked door on the far left.

Following the movement of the undead, the small door was opened, and everyone gathered at the door to observe the situation inside.

Mobai stood behind with Xiaodan, but paid more attention to the undead who opened the door.

"Interesting blood elf, what am I curious about?" Finally, the undead noticed Mobai's sizing up, and turned his empty eye sockets to Mobai.

"No, just take a look." Mobai shook her head, she was just used to observe these aborigines carefully, an undead imprisoned in a dungeon who has been tortured for an unknown amount of time, now leading the way and opening the door is extremely calm.

"Hehehe, I'm just better at patience." As if seeing the confusion in the blood elf's heart, the undead laughed hoarsely, "I had a few companions when I was captured, but you've seen it now."

He shrugged, unable to hear much regret: "Arugal's werewolf descendants have magical energy, which is enough for Resigor to guarantee that the torture will not lead to the death of us prisoners, but——those companions suffered Instead of torture, I chose to give up the will of the undead."

Speaking of this, the undead paused for a long time, as if he was thinking about something, and only after a while did he come back to his senses, and found that the blood elf was still standing in front of him.

"Blood Elf, you are strange." Undead's words were not polite, and of course Mobai would not be angry because of this sentence, "Yes, and you have something that you seem to cherish very much."

As he said that, he glanced at the little egg who was also curiously looking at himself while holding Mobai: "It's been a long time since I said so much, so I'll give you a piece of advice as a thank you."

"If you cherish it, you should keep it firmly by your side and never leave it easily."

The author has something to say: ╮(╯_╰)╭ Properly hand over today’s update to Mr. Bai Ye. Depending on the situation, Bai Ye will continue to make up for sleep. God knows that Bai Ye fell asleep while writing this chapter. ORZ