Chapter 046 Lack of Greedness [Fourth Update]

Chang Heng, who is not a normal person, was supported by the swordsman, who is also not a normal person. The two escaped from the territory of the winged white tiger in horror, and then breathed a sigh of relief, looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

"I didn't expect that we could come out alive." Mr. Jian's always cold face was obviously rippled with a layer of heartfelt smile.

"What's even more unexpected is that we have completed the task." Taking Tianwu Heixiong's body out of the skull of the only surviving beast, Chang Heng stared at him for a while. Just now, he was still alive. With an altar, a person ran away four witch masters. Now he can only lie silently on the cold ground, and his life is more than that.

"Fortunately, all the witch masters of the Heifeng tribe went to the front, leaving only himself, otherwise we would not succeed." Mr. Jian said.

"If all the witch masters of the Heifeng tribe hadn't gone to the front, the people of the Xiongling tribe would not have dared to attack the Heifeng tribe." Chang Heng shook his head. The so-called earth is safe. If he wants to bury Tianwu Heixiong, he has to change his head to change the refiner. As for cutting his head and burying his body, Chang Heng felt that he could not do it.

Do you find it a little difficult to accept? In reality, we are all law-abiding people, and sometimes we dare not fight back when we are bullied, but when we enter the game, we actually kill a man and watch his body in a daze? Chang Heng suddenly said to Mr. Jian.

Mr. Jian was silent for a while and said seriously, "This is the reality."

Yes, this is the fucking reality. Chang Heng shook his head and put the body of Tianwu Heixiong into the skull coveted by Mr. Jian. There was only one skull left in the beast's head bracelet, and it was not a bracelet. Chang Heng simply put the beast tendon through it and hung it around his neck.

"Do you know how to get back to the Xiongling tribe?" Looking up at the sky, a bright moon shines. Chang Heng wanted to watch the stars at night and figure out the route back to the Xiongling tribe, but he didn't have the ability.

Mr. Jian also spread his hands, so the two found a hiding place, met with one person to protect the other person, and alternately went offline to rest.

After Chang Heng went online, he looked at the split beast skull in front of his chest and smiled. Mr. Sword is really not comparable to other princes. Such a heavy object is in front of him, and he is not moved at all. Chang Heng can reach that level in the last game, which is inseparable from his caution. If not, how could he rest assured to go offline and let the sword prince protect the law?

The sky was slightly bright. Chang Heng and Mr. Jian walked out of their invisibility and frowned and looked at the strange environment around them. 80% of the places in the wilderness are such mountains and forests. Except for different names, almost all of them are the same, and there is no abnormality at all.

Chang Heng's extremely serious injury was hit by Tianwu Heixiong's death, and almost all his sternum was broken. Although after adjusting his breath in the middle of the night, his breath slightly improved, there were countless fine cyan winds wrapped around his chest and abdomen. Whenever he used witch power, he would send out unbearable pain.

Sword prince is also having a hard time. He was slapped by the winged white tiger. Although his body was fine, there were countless fine white light spots swimming between the meridians in his body. Each of these light spots emitted countless fine and sharp Gengjin gas, which almost hindered the operation of his witch power.

Both of them have fallen by one level, and they can stand at the peak of the wizard.

"How to go back?" Chang Heng scratched his hair in distress, and Mr. Jian could not give any answer.

"Bear by the way, how did you find the Xiongling tribe?" Chang Heng is curious about this. Nowadays, many players who were originally good friends have gathered with each other. The wilderness is so big that they don't have a certain luck. It's even more difficult to get together.

"During the public beta, we had someone to survey the map of the wilderness. Although it is only a very small part, it is also a large area exchanged with other gangs. The Xiongling tribe happens to be in the map we got. But now, we are just outside the map. Mr. Jian hesitated for a moment and took out a map made of animal skin from his arms and handed it to Chang Heng.

Chang Heng almost vomited blood, took a few rough glances at the map, and then put it in his arms. Mr. Jian rolled his eyes and thought that his other brothers still had maps, so he gave up the idea of asking Chang Heng for a come back.

The two discussed and decided to go back to the Heifeng tribe first and find the way from the Heifeng tribe to the camp of the Xiongling tribe.

Far away to the location of the two-winged white tiger last night, the two of them made a detour. Now the two-winged white tiger is still untouchable. If you are not careful, you will become a carnivore. I don't know whether the black wind tribe has escaped, and both of them are very interested in his results.

Walking for a long time, the two breathed at the same time. Seeing the Black Wind Tribe warrior flying back and forth in the sky, he turned around and followed the route of the Black Wind Tribe last time.

The last time I came, I flew all the way in a wind patrol beast. This time, I leaned on two legs. Although I was not tired, I was not very relaxed. After climbing over a mountain, I saw the camps of both the Xiongling tribe and the Heifeng tribe from afar. The two were relieved.

As he was about to move forward, Chang Heng's heart moved, and the Xuantie long gun appeared in his hand and pointed straight ahead: "Who, come out."

Five or six players got out of the mountain forest in front of them and were quite excited to see Chang Heng's face. They took a few steps forward and vaguely surrounded them.

"It's great that you're still alive." A player said.

"Has Tianwu Heixiong been captured by you?" Another person can't wait to ask. Hearing his question, these players showed a longing look in their eyes at the same time.

Chang Heng and Mr. Jian looked at each other and ploped. The body of Tianwu Heixiong appeared in front of several people. Seeing Tianwu Heixiong's body appear, several people were overjoyed and laughed and were quite satisfied.

"It seems that we have definitely got the key to the refinery. But what are the storage props on your body? How can you hold such a large body? A player asked easily.

"This is personal privacy, no comment." Chang Heng's face remained unchanged and said indifferently.

"I suspect that Tianwu Heixiong's body was swallowed by them. This storage prop is Tianwu Heixiong's. Otherwise, how can there be storage props on players now?" As soon as the smile was closed, a player looked at Chang Heng and Mr. Jian.

"Gun over the things on Tianwu Heixiong's body and let us see. If it doesn't work, I'll give you a few pieces, otherwise don't blame us for being rude." Another player took a step forward and **** had a greedy face.

"You can also give away useless things. Just let them go if you are in a good mood."

Several players took a step forward at the same time, surrounded Chang Heng and Mr. Jian, staring at them.

"Greed is the original sin." Chang Heng whispered and did not pay attention to the weapon that almost pointed to him.

"You are so bold. Aren't you afraid of our Wulin League's revenge?" Mr. Jian was furious. This is the first time he has cooperated with players other than members of the Wulin League, but he didn't expect this to happen this time.

"If you want to revenge, you have to find us." A player with a bone spear shook softly in front of the sword prince, and the corners of his eyes were quite frivolous. When I get the essentials of the refinery, I will join the Blood Killing League. At that time, what can you do if all the seven princes of the Wulin League arrive?

Mr. Jian's white face turned red in an instant. The Wulin League has repeatedly lost to the Blood Killing League, especially the six princes who have been killed, which is regarded by him as a great humiliation. He wants to wash it off every moment. Today, this player actually openly said in front of him to join the Blood Killing League, which is like pressing his face on the ground and stepping on a few morejiaos fiercely.

So the sword prince drew his sword.

The sword of the sword prince is recognized by the world as fast, with a sword coming out and flowing light dancing. Even Chang Heng also suffered a little on the sword of the sword prince in those years.

A splash is the sound of a sharp blade piercing into the meat. Chang Heng patted his forehead and did not look at it. Instead, he raised his hand to put away Tianwu Heixiong's body. Even if Mr. Jian is seriously injured, not a few ruffians can bully him.

Previously, the player's eyes were wide open, staring at the sword prince, and then staring down at the sword. His bone spear poked in front of the sword prince, but he didn't even have the intention to attack, so he was killed.

The rest of the players are still marveling about how Sword Lord's sword can be so fast, and Chang Heng also moved. Put away the body of Tianwu Heixiong, and the Xuantie long gun shook, transforming into five or six bowls of guns, covering the three people in front of him.

A few crisp gold and iron sounded, and then a person retreated in panic, staggered a few steps, and almost fell to the ground. Two others did not move, waiting for Chang Heng to stand aside with his gun, then shook a few times and fell to the ground.

One shot killed two people and seriously injured one. Not only the remaining three players, but also the sword prince looked at Chang Heng like a ghost. If he is not injured, if he is facing a player of the same level as him, can the other party block the shot?

The field was silent, and a moment later, the swordsman suddenly clapped his hands: "Good shooting."

Chang Heng smiled: "Good swordsmanship."

The two met and laughed.

The remaining three players looked ugly, and one of the players with a bone knife shouted: "They are all injured. Don't be afraid to kill them together." Slict it down.

Encouraged by this player, the injured player quickly healed the injury with witch power and rushed up again with a spear. He and the player with the knife rushed to Chang Heng at the same time. Just now, Chang Heng was shot and killed two people, which almost scared him so much that he dared not move, which made him feel ashamed.

The sword is facing the remaining player with a spear. This man was very careful. He walked around the sword and did not dare to attack.

Facing the two people's full attack at the same time, Chang Heng took a step back and let the bone knife cut. The hot pain in his chest and abdomen almost made him unstable. The strong flow of witch power made those fine cyan wind scrolls that had not been eliminated more active. Chang Heng couldn't help humming, and there was faint blood flowing under the leather armor around his waist.