MTL - Peerless White Emperor-Chapter 52 Anxious

The figure of the blade also came to the people and wondered "Is there a follow-up?"

Ye Cang nodded lightly. "Well, we just learned that since people are here, let's go."

Yan Mei looked at Ye Cang's one-generation, perfunctory appearance, sighed, did not say anything.

Ye Cang took a few people to recall the previous route, and came to the huge towering holy oak tree. In the morning and the sunshine of the Hee, the thorns looked at the giant trees, and many wild tame animals under the oak rested like piebald. Deer, I think about it, no one has ever been here, how did they know it? Because it looks like it is not accidental.

"Before we met an elite werewolf here, so I think there should be a den in the surrounding area." Ye Cang's words, let everyone beheaded slightly, and the blade stalked around and looked at the leaves on the ground. Traces, pointing to the northwest position "The leaves here are different from the others, they should be trampled from time to time". The leaves are slightly opened, and the footprints below are looked at. They are wolf claws but different, obviously the wolf's footprints, running along the footprints. Sweeping some leaves, basically confirmed "go, it should be here, the footprints are still relatively new, keep up."

The thorn rose nodded, and the blade was a famous high-ranking lone wolf. He was proficient in exploration and tracing, and he looked at the direction of the footprints under the leaves. It came from there, followed, and Ye Cang followed several people. Followed by.

As they moved farther and farther away from the holy oak, the people who followed the footprints felt that the appearance of the jungle gradually changed, and the trees became very dry and dark, surrounded by dead woods and foggy.

"The fog is getting thicker and stronger, everyone is close, don't leave too far." The blade said, and he retreated slightly. The people slowly stood together and watched, and the leaves wrinkled and frowned, and the bow was taken back, and the two-handed sword was taken out. This kind of vision remote attack limit is very big, and it is easy to hurt teammates.

The blade was like a hound. He probed the ground a few times, smelled it, thought about it, and headed for the right side. In the morning fog with low visibility, everyone followed closely and felt like a labyrinth. However, for the blade, this situation is nothing. Every year, it is mixed with the maze. The forest and the sampan have their own way of recording the route. Although the blood is not as good as the cutting ability, she is also first-class in terms of route memory. As for the exploration, in the thorns and roses, there is a hundred flower shooter Xinya.

As for the three people of Ye Cang, they have nothing to worry about, just follow it.

The wind whistling in the foggy dead forest like a cry, people feel a little hairy, Lin Le pulled the sleeves of Ye Cang "Little White Brother, what is this sound?"

For the cultural class, there was some sorrowful Ye Cang, and Zhang Zhengxiong shook his head.

"The wind passes through the sounds of the dry wood hollows, nothing special." Yan Mei explained, Lin Le sighed and slowly nodded.

At this point, the blade suddenly stopped. "There is something close to us! Everyone is careful! Don't leave each other too far!"

The sound of the claws throwing dead leaves is faintly heard, but the ‘wheeze’ of the dry wood branches makes it difficult to distinguish the orientation and can only keep the preoccupation.

"Hey!" One of the fog rushed out to the green dew, and the thorn rose and hurriedly swept the shield to block it. The other side of the fog successively saved two blades toward Lin Le and the front, and was rushing toward Lin Le, the moment of the fog, the red mans flash, the weapon effect deepening damage + straight line stab, Ye Cang's two-handed sword instantly pierced the heart of the flying werewolf and pulled out, let people After seeing it, it was only after the scream of sorrow, Zhang Zhengxiong looked at the shape of the werewolf, and stood up, the shield pushed it one by one, raising his hand was a second combo, and the hammer hammered heavily in its break. In the heart of the spurting blood, Lin Le’s heavy axe followed closely and killed him in an instant.

The blade was fierce and then smothered and smothered. The hook blade smashed into the back of the neck and took the residual image. Then he quickly rushed back, and the ice cloud that helped him took over his body and opened the delicate black. The dismantling of the iron guards, pushing the cross-border cross-border, greeted the werewolf after eating the pain, and suddenly got up the backhand claws, the demolition was successful! Right turn for a moment, with an uppercut on the shadow of the road, suddenly banged on the chin, directly into the stiff.

The remaining two were quickly removed by the crowd.

"The environment here is very unfavorable to us. Fortunately, it is not a lot." The thorny words have not yet fallen, and the surrounding sounds are quiet again, more than the last time, and the sounds of the dense branches and leaves are heard.

Everyone is sinking, the number is probably not something that they can cope with, and the most fear is that there is no end to it. The vision here is not good, and the retreat is not very convenient.

"Fuck! You crow's mouth! Axiong hurry to make a fire! Xiaolong you take over the position of Axiong!" Ye Cangbai stunned his eyes, suddenly rushed to the wisdom of the road.

Zhang Zhengxiong suddenly realized that he had to skillfully take out the dry materials and put the flammable dead leaves on fire. Ye Cang quickly took out the iron pot and casually mixed the prepared water. The letter touched the body around him, "Mom, it is Nothing!” A few screams of anger and anger were thrown into the pot, and the fisherman’s was also thrown in. Red Slim, Green Slime was thrown away, and hurriedly joined the seasoning, thinking about it. The wild wolf meat that had not been eaten before, the pasture grass mushroom lost some to go in and cook.

A few people in the thorns are speechless, are you crazy? This time to do your disgusting dishes? Feel the sound getting closer and closer "Your sister! Don't worry! Get ready to fight!?"

Although the temperature of the water is not enough, but the 'fragrance' of the food is scattered, the thorns in the stomach are stirred up, everyone is also, feeling that the eyes are a little bit open, and smoked the eyes, the taste is disgusting to die, or the kind of block The stench of living, straight to the head.

The thorns looked at the several werewolves who flew, and suddenly screamed and screamed "呜呜~", turned around and sneaked into the fog and disappeared. The surrounding movements rushed away and smoky. It is lost.

When the thorns are suddenly dumbfounded, this grandson’s dish is a biochemical weapon that dispels monsters! ?

Everyone is full of mistakes and looks at the culinary master's face with a handful of smiling Ye Cang, what do you usually give us to eat! ? Are you sure that people can really eat?

"Good risk, the last time I almost died in the hands of the werewolf, then we are only three levels, where is the opponent of the werewolf, let alone the rare elite werewolf, but fortunately the last grandson knocked over my brother's wok, no Carefully took a bite of the cold-cooked food. On the spot, I almost vomited and foamed, and then we were killed." Zhang Zhengxiong laughed.

"Oh, the so-called cooking way is to make delicious food. At the same time, you have to master the mutual grammar, oh, the way of cooking is vast, the profound and profound, and you will not understand." Ye Cang white eyebrows pick, carry hands As a result of the world's high-profile people, despite the proximity of the station, the smell is uncomfortable.

"Little white brother, I feel so good!" Lin Le pinched his nose and did not let the smell come in, listening to the glimpse of the sound, strange noise.

"Where, where~" Ye Cang received the eyes of Lin Le worship, humbly stopped, and rushed to the other hand and pinched his nose.

Still eager to recall the scent of the big wave werewolf who fled the wind and escaped, and was pulled back to the gods by the more intense and disgusting smell. I heard the dialogue of the three people of Ye Cang, silently watching the tragedy in the wok, some scalp The numb swallowed, and stepped back.

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