The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

After the spitting of the "rainbow", the feeling of turning over the river finally faded. Looking at the lame-like sand scorpion several meters away, I think there is still a fighting force before the lunch break.

Just when I was swaying, planning to straighten up, swing the Odachi, and the semi-residual sand scorpion, when I came to the final battle-a black shadow passed me.

The tempting back figure, the petite and hot body, and the unique posture when running, all tell me that this shadow belongs to the Phoenix!

The phoenix full of fighting spirit, running at full speed towards the sand scorpion that has no tail thorns, that fearless aura, that majestic courage, and her extremely excited aura, all told me in Hong Guoguo, this Girl, plan to ignore my promise and forcefully wrestle with Sand Scorpion!

"Come back soon, Phoenix" I gathered up all my strength and stopped her loudly: "Its claws are still intact, you are not its right...hand..."

At the end of the day, my volume has dropped to the extreme, and even I can hardly hear it.

The reason for this was not because the Phoenix was hit by the deadly claws that made me feel regretful and then sobbed hard to speak, but because the next scene slapped me in the face so hard that I had nothing to say.

Phoenix, the girl who is still a long way away from the tenth level, faced the aggressive claws of the sand scorpion, completely fearless, and seized the opportunity, twisted her waist, and avoided the ferocity in an extremely tricky posture. With one blow, and then stretched out his arms, a pair of slender hands grabbed left and right, respectively buckled the upper and lower halves of the pliers, twisted with brute force, and pulled the sand scorpion back with fierce force.

The sand scorpion may have never seen such a sturdy human, and was immediately stunned.

At this moment of confusion, Fenghuang began her next performance.

The seemingly delicate girl, with the power to pull the mountain, slammed the sand scorpion seven or eight times larger than her, like a sack, and it was still throwing left and right.

I deeply doubt whether she has accepted the essence of Chen Kehan's tactics in her dream.

This tragedy finally ended with the sand scorpion breaking its claws.

I don't know if it breaks the big claw by itself, or if the big claw can't bear its huge body + huge inertia, it is finally unable to disconnect.

Anyway, the big seizure was cut off.

The crippled chicken Sand Scorpion squatted miserably in the sandpit he had smashed into, and once again fell into a face of unrequited love.

This time, it really has nothing to love, not only the tail thorn is gone, but there is only one big claw that depends on it for survival, and the six strong legs that support its body are also broken at once. Two, and the position of the break is not neat.

This time is good, even the qualifications to be a lame chicken are gone.

I looked at the begging sand scorpion, and then at the phoenix with a relaxed face and slapped dust on my hands, I couldn't help but feel ashamed.

It's not just me, who is ashamed of the people around who saw this scene!

Phoenix ran up to me excitedly, showing off her record and asking for praise.

I was forced to take a step back by her imposing manner. Only when I remembered that we were all friendly soldiers, there was nothing terrible. Then I squeezed out a smile, gave a thumbs up, and praised: "Good job!"

Phoenix was very happy, so he got even more excited.

She spread her little feet again and ran towards the sand scorpion.

Seeing the horrifying figure approaching, Sha Xie was terrified, almost trying to get up and escape, but found that he could not stand up at all.

When he was anxious, its big claw was caught by the Phoenix again, and it was another series of throws.

The scene was so tragic that I couldn't bear to watch it.

I only know that afterwards, Xiao Lemi, who watched the whole process, shivered in my arms all day.

This little Lolita, who was originally fearless and fearless, has been obedient to Phoenix since then, and her eyes are full of fear from the depths of her soul.

This is a funeral and will not be mentioned for the time being.

Let’s say that our group has been busy all day, at dusk approaching, the perfect ending, everyone is very rewarding.

A shivering little Reimi hung on my chest, and the phoenix carried Bai Yunying who was sleeping sweetly on his back. Yula was holding his and Bai Yunying's magic props, and Godot carried a bag full of various props and coins.

The group walked back vigorously. In the rest area on the twentieth floor, we joined the Kagali team and walked home together.

On the way, everyone talked about today's record. The most powerful player was Rocky, as if the whole battle would collapse instantly without him.

Watching his ecstatic performance and listening to his serious narration, there is always a feeling of listening to storytelling.

One day in the future, everyone said goodbye to the stage of the dungeon, and he could make a fortune with this skill.

I smiled and looked at everyone. When I scanned Billy's face, I found that his face was not in harmony with the others, and it was slightly gloomy.

I initially thought that his displeasure was because I transferred Godot away from him.

After I inquired a little bit, I learned that in today's combat effectiveness, Billy is the only one who has a color, and this color is extremely awkward. Originally, the ghost-faced spider was chopped to death by him. Unexpectedly, he came. Dying and struggling, a claw stabbed him into his lower abdomen. Although he was cured by Susan and others in a timely manner, what was really terrifying was his pride in the fight. A crack appeared because of that blow.

As the saying goes: Insufficient soldiers, morale pile.

However, morale is gone, and no matter how many soldiers there are, it's useless.

Just like Billy, there is a crack in his fighting pride. Even if his true strength is no matter how strong he is, his performance will be greatly reduced.

Heart disease also requires heart medicine.

To heal Billy's self-esteem, he must first defeat the demons.

His heart demon has only one thing, the ghost-faced spider, especially the ghost-faced spider that has been chopped to death.

In order to help him return to himself, I temporarily formulated a strategic plan. The plan is as follows: kill all ghost-faced spiders passing by, discard them on the road, and let Billy make up for the knife.

If Billy refuses to make up the knife, Godot takes the whip and beats him to force him to continue the make up.

If they still give up making up the knife, it's time for Phoenix and Kagali to play, each holding a big wooden stake to practice swing.

There is only one purpose for this, to put pressure on him, forcing him to make up for the half-dead ghost face spider.

At the same time, Susan, Belle, and Godot followed the whole process. Once Billy was attacked by the half-dead ghost face spider, he immediately took treatment measures. After the treatment, he continued to force him to fill the knife.

We must help Billy recover his lost combat pride!

This is not only a great idea, but also a difficult task. When Billy was pushed up a tunnel full of dying ghost-faced spiders, his hands were shaking, and his whole body was shaking.

Yes, he is afraid, he is afraid, he is constantly fighting in his heart, hesitating to pass!

Come on, Billy, you can do it, you can do it!

Standing at the end of the tunnel, I looked forward to Billy's figure.

Ten minutes later, Billy's figure rushed out from the end of the tunnel, his clothes were soaked in sweat, and his tired face was mixed with excitement.

Does he want to be grateful for everything I have done for him?

I am excited to catch up, intending to give him a warm hug, only to listen to him weakly whispering in my ear: "Are you really going to cheat me? Why are there more than a dozen dying ghost face spiders? The lord who is just alive?"

I bared my teeth, gave a thumbs up, and said proudly: "Surprise, this is an easter egg!"

"Easter egg, you're so big!"

Billy's angry roar echoed throughout the tunnel.

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