Chapter 18 Elf Hell

The grass, like a frightened little beast, immediately turned its head to look at the air and moved in the opposite direction to the air. But when she noticed that the air was bending over, the worried expression on her face, and her hand had been hesitant to reach out to her, she began to realize that she had just been emotional.

She quickly stood up and bent slightly towards the sky. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry to trouble you to worry about me."

Kong withdrew his hesitant hand, looked at the polite Mancao, remembered something about her, and showed a little pity in his eyes, "Don't force yourself too much. If you have any difficulties, you can come to me, I..."

Mancao lowered his head and waited quietly for the words behind Kong, but Kong looked at such Mancao and did not continue to talk.

Blueberry looked at the two people. One of them had been waiting with his head down, and the other looked elsewhere in embarrassment. It was necessary for her to run out and say something, "What level has your summoning skill reached!"

Cranberry didn't expect the sudden appearance of blueberries. Because of what happened just now, she is not in a good state now, as if she has been subjected to a dull buff. It took her ten seconds to self-regulate, "... I was wrong. I'm guilty."

Blueberry looked blank, weighed it in his heart, and joined their team. She watched with satisfaction as the grass recovered into the group of bastards who did not come to disturb, and was focused on improving summoning.

Mancao must send Lilia back to the copy earlier. Don't let that happen! Blueberries think so secretly.

As soon as you get home, you will immediately enter the game to improve your summoning skills, and then go to sleep at the turning point. Such a day is three days.

Every six days, the school has one day off. Today happens to be a day off.

Mancao's summoning skill has reached level 29, and there is only one level left, so you can send Lilia back.

Just like that day, the world is still noisy about the killer. Mancao will subconsciously click on these channels during the break and watch them keep sending out the location of the killer.

Perhaps it was because my cousin heard her talking about her in a roundabout way when they were communicating, so that she remembered something about her and knew that she had a psychological shadow. The conscienceless cousin suddenly ran to tell her as if she had changed her genes that the sisters in the family would not hunt down that person in the future.

She answered faintly at that time, but she was very moved.

Maybe that person did do a lot of things that made others dissatisfied, but it's enough to be chased and killed every day. He is not the only one who does what he does, but he is the only one who is chased and killed like this. After he was hunted down, has the operation of the Killer Alliance stopped?

Even if it's just a family. After that happened, she had never received the warmth. She hopes that someone can get it, even if he doesn't know.

When she saw those people scolding that she couldn't find anyone, she would laugh secretly. When she sees those people reporting the coordinates, she will cheer for that person.

Maybe she cares too much about this matter, even psychological distortion. Even if she knows this, she won't stop.

"Congratulations on raising the summoning level to level 30." This is probably the only thing that can make her happy today.

The grass is full of joy in its heart and runs towards the forest of Seus.

Every time she enters the racial territory, she will remember that it is difficult to meet people when she faces so many trees every day. She can also understand that there are few elf players, and everyone is not so idle to practice outside and run back. But...

"Where did that guy go? I don't have money to buy medicine, and I'm still counting on killing him to pick up the medicine he dropped!"

"Ah, ah, if I don't kill him once today, I'm not in the mood to practice!"

"Last time he said he would give up his head to me!"

"There are so many people and the situation is so chaotic. Who can see it clearly! Didn't I accidentally hack him to death?"

"I'm just here to watch! By the way, collect someone's head or something!"

When Mancao saw a group of players gathered in the territory to kill people, he immediately understood a truth: this is a place where life is sold.

"Yo, it's a beautiful girl!"

"Wh-h-h! Where is it!"

"I haven't seen a girl for a long time, and I'm in tears!"

"Girl, add a friend!"

"Go on, I'll take you to brush the copy!"

When Mancao saw the friend application that kept popting up and the enthusiastic team invitations of the players, she immediately understood another truth: she forgot to refuse the friend application.

"There are vines in the wild. This name seems to have been seen somewhere!"

"I also feel so familiar! Why can't I remember where I've seen it?"

Mancao was shocked. Did you even know about the game next door?

"It's terrible to have no culture. There are grasses in the wild. This name comes from the Book of Songs." I don't know where a voice came from, which invisibly relieved the grass.

Although people are no longer obsessed with where they have seen her name, the player who mentioned the Book of Songs attracted everyone's attention.

Mancao once again saw all kinds of scolding skills of the players, and lamented the breadth and depth of scolding from the bottom of his heart.

Just when she thought that the bird was going to be shot to death, "the bird" rushed out of the crowd with its exquisite position, "noble and cold" and turned his head and glanced at the grass... The grass was stunned and looked at him. In an moment, it seemed that the world was quiet... Then... Is there any more? He ran away in stealth.

Mancao has to say that the heroes saving beauty these days are becoming more and more funny. Although the other party was probably unintentional, she was still very grateful to the other party for diverting their attention in time.

She tried her best not to attract everyone's attention and moved to the forest of Xius. The most important thing in front of us is to send Lilia back to the copy. If the killer had not been caught when she came out, she would go for a destruction and take the killer to hide in the basement.

She thought so, but she didn't get what she wanted after all.

"You were killed by the player."

It replaces large areas of forests and warm sunshine - dead wood and cold nights.

The grass shivered because of the cold. She opened the map with "Elf Hell" written on it. She smiled helplessly. This game is really meticulous, and even hell is racially divided.

There is no unique aroma of plants, no warm sunshine, only the purple forest that surrounds everything, and the endless ruins of dead wood, which are covered with black insects and scattered skulls that seem to be some kind of creature. Those who can tolerate these are probably only the rounds in the sky, which can't dissipate the amount of heat.

When Mancao looked at the punishment he got for being killed, he noticed that his hidden professional undead could make his death without punishment. The advantage after the undead was attacked was not reflected because it was killed in seconds.

"Have you been killed?" A male voice came behind the grass, like the remnant moon in the air, making people feel the slightest heat.