Undead Farm

"Do not worry, I am not as cautious as a person will not have something, thank you for your concern."

Beder glanced at the night of the night.

"Do you think I care about you?"

"I care about myself! If you die, I will be implicated in the **** soul contract. You better be careful?"

Noon nodded at night.

"Then I won't bother you, you will continue to be busy."

For Bader’s poisonous tongue, the night is not in the heart. Even though Bade is actually his slave, he still feels that a man who has his own personality will be much better than a slave who is full of resentment on the surface. .

At least Bede has always been very real, and because of the soul contract, she can't pose any threat to herself, so she went.

Stepping out of the rat house, the night three waved the old three guys, and then thought about it and simply turned the rest of the idle 骷髅 into a preliminary knife.

After all, even the five Goblin ten team can eliminate the unknown enemy, he can not do more preparation.

"Going to 6 gold coins!"

Looking at the 60 armed swordsmen, the night wrinkled his nose.

The team was in a good shape, but the equipment on the body was cold, and the machete on each hand was turned from the pile of bones. It was already invisible by the blood.

However, he could not find a better one at a time, and he could barely make use of it.

As for the previous 10 swordsmen, the night three will let them continue to help the construction workers to remove the building materials, and do not intend to bring them all.

"set off!"

With a wave of his hand, the night of the night, with the mighty Scythe and the old man, they began to move in the direction of Leiming City.

Compared with the orderly stable human city, it is natural for a dead soul to touch the people's territory to kill and rob the corpse. It is better to do it without doing it. Therefore, the night will be chosen as the new hunting target.

Moreover, as a city abandoned by humans due to the pollution of the undead natural disasters, the night has more reasons to explore.

"Why am I going to recover, and the origins of this system..."

At night, he looked down at his chest and shook his head.

After crossing the ruins of the foggy forests that had been ruined, the night waved the speed of the team down.

He is not in a hurry, nor can he be anxious. Being careful and step by step is the long-term way of life.

"Old, you have ten swordsmen to explore the road in front, the speed can be slow, but be careful, if the danger is too great, come back and join me to escape."

Old man nodded and took a steady step and took away a team.

"It seems that this milk bath is still very effective, that is, the black cow has recently lost a lot."

Shaking his head, the night three looked at the two guys Dong Dian and Xi Lao.

Compared with the old ones who have been upgraded once, their IQ is slightly lower, but they are much stronger than those of the single-threaded sickle.

"Dong Chen, you take twenty scythe soldiers in the left side of the old left, and you are responsible for the right side of the old world. Hey, you are not alone, and you will bring twenty soldiers to go!"

As for the night three, he is responsible for leading the last ten sickle soldiers.

The four groups of four people formed a diamond-shaped formation and slowly explored the road ahead.

However, walking and walking, I felt that the earthy feeling under my feet became soft. I used to be dry and cracked gray soil. Now it is a bit of wet black mud. I look like a coal-colored rubber. Mud is general.

On the surrounding ground, some sparse pulls began to grow, like the black grass twisted by the wire, straightforward, and it looked like a thin needle stuck in front of the eyes.

On the night of the night, while licking his eyebrows, he silently recalled the big wooden ball that Weng Ling used to grind the wheat, which eased a lot.

Looked down and looked down, the brows of the night three wrinkled again.

[Bidens] Common plants in decaying land, long-term gaze will cause mild mental damage, but the roots will become soft and tough after being destroyed.

“It’s actually harmful to the spirit, it’s still considered a very common plant...”

Although the feeling of discomfort is very weak, it is very annoying to fly around like a fly, and...

This thing has crossed the shield of the Enlightenment Aura of the Night Three, and he feels uncomfortable with almost immune to the mental attack!

This is a bit amazing!

On the night of the third day, I frowned and asked the soldiers to dig out a few plants. As the description said, the roots of the snails were shoveled and the remaining part immediately softened. Like a good noodle.

But the night three pulled harder, but made a squeaking sound, let the cockroach take a knife, and even cut it!

It wasn't until the second knife of the homeopathic cockroaches was sent out that the dark black grass was broken and broke into two pieces.

"It was so tough..." The night was even more shocking.

"If this is a rope or a grass, isn't it better than the average leather?!"

However, this thing has good advantages and many disadvantages.

First, it must be a rotten land to grow, and secondly, if it is planted in a dense manner, it is estimated that no one can suffer the kind of soreness of the eyebrows.

Although it will not cause any actual harm to the human body ~www.readwn.com~ but it is disgusting.

"But it's not mentally motivated. It doesn't seem to matter if they look at them. Maybe they can let them collect these ghosts."

Shaking his head, and clapping hands up at night, with us hurriedly chasing them toward the old.

This kind of dinosaur can be seen when he comes back, and he has not forgotten the purpose of this trip.

"Since even the grass has it, then other creatures should have it, just don't know..."

Just talking to himself, the night suddenly found himself empty, and his left leg suddenly fell into a puddle.

Fortunately, he responded quickly enough, and the foot just touched the water and noticed it. The center of gravity turned back to the original place.

"Swamp?!"

I smashed the cold, black muddy water on my left foot. I was surprised to find that as they got deeper and deeper, the surrounding land became more and more soft. From time to time, there would be a small puddle filled with black water. .

God knows how deep the sump of the palm is, but the third night is definitely not going to try.

Because not far from his front, a lonely sickle soldier was watching him in despair.

It is said that it is lonely, because he has only one head left exposed, and the body is completely trapped in a small puddle.

"You two pull him up." The night three wrinkled.

But with a bang, the two cockroaches screaming and slamming their heads suddenly fell back, and a white miserable head rolled to the foot of the night.

[You lost a preliminary slasher. 】

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