Chapter 132 Mr. Ruxuan, Sister Ruxuan called you back for dinner!

Wilderness camping, it doesn't matter now. First, the wax tent is in place, barely sheltered from the wind and rain. Second, it is not far from Lin Lingcheng, and it has not yet left the power of the mighty marquis. Don't worry about someone inquisiing.

Three hundred elite soldiers are divided into three groups, stationed in a triangular position, and formed a circle. Among them is the carriage that transports military supplies.

The sky darkened, and a bonfire was lit in the open space.

The afterglow converge, and the stars are gradually bright.

At night, he stood on a ditch outside the camp and looked north. A cold wind poured into the collar, and the night couldn't help shivering.

It's strange. Why am I afraid of the cold?

The night reminds me of a problem that is usually ignored. Although I am only a black martial arts level, I am also a martial artist with crystal power. How can I be afraid of the cold and heat?

It's not only yourself, but also everyone else. Especially Hawk, this guy has more than Qianjing energy in his body and has reached the level of Lanwu. On the contrary, he is more afraid of cold than himself. Is the energy in the body really useless, or is this damn game deliberately set up like this?

Thinking of this, the night had a headache, and even his eyebrows were twisted into a ball. The energy in the body can be measured by instruments. But how to use this energy is really a big problem.

Like Hawke, Qingyue and Xiaoxin, they can already convert energy with attributes into entities, and then release it in a certain way, but others do not have this ability.

Zhao Yibiao got the purple cloud gun he sent and could release the thunder.

Although Li Ying's body energy is higher, there is no way to release it, but his body's agility and strength are slightly stronger.

If you let Li Ying fight against Zhao Yibiao, it must be Li Ying who will die.

To make an inappropriate example, in this case, the crystal force is like stuffing a large amount of gasoline into the human body. These special gasoline can partially improve the physique and make the flesh and blood more powerful. But other than that, there is no way to release effective power.

This situation is more obvious when the crystal force accumulates more and more.

Every time Bai Wu improves one star, it can obviously improve his physical condition. After Heiwu, the effect has been significantly weakened. When it is promoted to Lvwu, the effect is even more negligible. Like the last time in the Weiwuhou Palace, Hawke used the energy of a thousand crystals to fight against three thousand crystals, and he was able to win. Although there is a relationship between body size, most of the problems lie in the insufficient development and application of the other party's crystal force.

Now that I think about it, even if the energy in the body exceeds a thousand crystals, what can it do? At best, it's just a personal oil barrel. Moreover, the power of this oil barrel is not enough to ignite and explode.

However, Warcraft is different. After Warcraft absorbs energy into the body, it usually has some instinctive release methods. At worst, it can also make great use of this energy to improve physique. In this way, it is full of flesh and blood, which can burst out greater power.

It is too slow to transform the physique with instinctive energy.

This situation must be taken seriously. How to use energy must be solved as soon as possible. Otherwise, even if there are a bunch of high-energy soldiers, they are only stronger than ordinary people and cannot form greater combat effectiveness.

Can you think of something from the structure of energy guns?

"Son, Sister Ruxuan calls you back to dinner." A sweet and greasy woman's voice sounded in the back.

The night held it in one breath and almost sprayed it out. Why does it sound so familiar? The original script should be XXX, your mother called you home for dinner.

The relationship has come with soy sauce.

Looking back at the night, she was a beautiful maid, who should be one of the ten maids given by Mrs. Jun Yaoji. The little girl looked thirteen or four years old, and she couldn't see her face clearly in the dark. She could only hear her gasping gently. I probably ran a little anxiously, and my breath hadn't stabilized yet.

"What's your name? What about Ruxuan?" The night turned around and said in his heart that Ruxuan was a girl. Now that there are plenty of people, she is actually lazy.

The little girl answered weakly, "My name is Fengling. Sister Ruxuan is very busy..." With that, her voice weakened, and she didn't know how to answer the big man's question.

"Let's go, let's go." The night approached the girl and motioned her to go back together. As soon as I approached, I smelled a trace of flowers. The night frowned. Why is the smell so close to the fragrance on Yaoji's body?

The night once guessed that Yao Ji's identity was not simple. Now he was aroused by the wind chime in front of him, secretly released his super perception, and peered through the cotton-padded coat on the back of the little girl.

There is no flower-shaped tattoo!

"Oh, evil, it's still a little flower bud." As soon as the night is super-perception, it is not controlled. From the back to the front chest, he peeped openly.

"Goose rice tofu, fish boiled in water!" The night read two subtexts and followed silently.

But when the suspicion arises, the remaining nine little girl also have to be checked. If there is a spy sent by Yao Ji, it will be very bad.

The night found a reason for his peeping trick.

"Oh," the little girl in front of her didn't know what tripped under her feet, and her body was crooked. The night's eyes were fast, and he rushed under his feet. He hugged the little girl with one hand and hugged her.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, son." The girl was shocked, but she still knew the etiquette.

The night put down the wind chime, grabbed her hand, and took her back to the camp together. He said, "Is your foot sprained? If it's red and swollen, go to Qingyue."

"Oh, oh," Feng Ling whispered, guessing what she looked like. She should be blushing.

The bonfire came out and let her go in the night. The wind bell quickly ran away, and only heard a sound of warbler in the distance.

The night entered the largest tent in the middle. Hawke, Qingyue and Xiaoxin had already sat down and waited for him to come back for dinner. The five car supplies sent by the Marquis of Weiwu were not bad, and even the long table for meals and the mats on the floor were ready.

There was something on my mind at night. I took a few bites in a muffled voice. Suddenly, I looked up and asked Qingyue, "Sister Qingyue, how do you use your crystal power?"

Qingyue didn't expect that the night would ask this question, but it was not easy to answer for a while. She was a little uncertain and said, "Control them, and then transform into what you want."

"That's right," Xiaoxin also echoed, "the energy we release is like seeds, which will automatically absorb other energy in the air and form the desired shape."

"Where are you, stupid bear?" The night glanced at Hawk, who was "fighting" with the same sheep's leg.

"Uh? Er!" Hawke almost choked. The night has always only called his name, and rarely by nicknames. Generally, when you call it like this, there is probably nothing good.

The night was nothing, but she was in a bad mood, but Qingyue stared at the big belly with dissatisfaction. Hawk quickly pulled the sheep's leg out of his mouth and said, "Sister Qingyue is right, um, that's right."

"Can you all perceive the existence of energy?" The night glanced at the three of them.

All three of them nodded.

It's strange. Why can't I feel it?