The young man half-closed his eyes very casually. The clothes on his body were much more gorgeous than the others around him. Under the light of the bonfire, the silver robe shone with complex dark patterns.

The firelight shone on half of his face, flickering on and off, and his fingers gently extorted the stones in rhythm. Naifen guessed that this guy with a look of enjoyment was the leader of the team.

The wine they drank had a strong aroma, and the mellow aroma spread far away when the barrel was opened.

It's just that these people are too generous. They throw their cups behind them while drinking, and directly pick up the bowl and start laughing. They don't care who drinks more or less. This kind of look is easier than drinking water.

Defay's scalp was numb.

The leader's treatment must be good. Even the wine he drinks and the cup he uses are separate, and they are probably of better quality. However, his boldness is similar to that of the others. He also picks up the bowl and pours it into his mouth, drinking.

After finishing, he handed the bowl in his hand to the woman next to him, as if he sensed something.

, put one foot on the rock and slowly sat upright.

Although he looks to be less than twenty years old, he is tall and has a noble aura. Just by raising his eyes inadvertently, there is a terrible sense of oppression.

"That bunch of rubbish is here again."

He was full of hostility when he said this. Although there was not much malice, his tone was full of disgust and contempt.

Naifen also raised his head and followed the leader's gaze. Suddenly, he seemed to feel someone approaching here. It was obviously so dark that he couldn't see anything, but he was convinced that someone was coming.

Come here. Maybe people like him are attracted by the bonfire.

Well, I can understand, I can understand, I suddenly heard singing in the dark and scary forest, and suddenly smelled the aroma of food and wine!

Even if you have to crawl, you have to crawl over here!

Thinking of the disgusted expressions of these people, when those guys came over and found that they were not welcome at all, that they were eating meat, drinking, singing and dancing but were not allowed to come near, how embarrassed would those people's expressions be? I thought about this.

The corners of Fen's mouth turned up involuntarily. Beira next to her was confused and could only look at her supervisor with a look that looked like a fool.

Unfortunately, the good show that Nai fans expected did not happen.

Indeed, the group of people who came was quite embarrassed. Basically all of the dozen or so people in this group were defeated, and their equipment was damaged in various ways. They rushed over rolling and crawling, and were about to rush into the campfire site.

, all the fires in the open space were extinguished in an instant, and the bonfire seemed to have been kicked by someone, exploding countless sparks. After these little bits of fire disappeared, there was deathly silence all around.

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The singing, the smell of food, and those people...all disappeared.

Naifen sat on the tree trunk dumbfounded, watching those people quickly pack up their things in displeasure, leaving only the guy who had just come up screaming on the spot in panic and inexplicable, and groping desperately.

Not long after, the sound of a tree falling came again in another place, and then the firelight and the smell of wine lit up again. It seemed that those people moved to another place and continued to play.

These people got up and rushed in that direction again like dog skin plaster, Naifen followed quietly.

But this time they missed again. However, these people continued to chase towards the campfire without giving up, until they knocked down an empty camp, and the giant spider that had been stimulated by the fire all night came to hunt brazenly, torturing them enough.

Then he just rested where he was, lying on the ground and gasping for breath, and stopped chasing.

"What should we do, boss? We are out of water."

"There's no food left either."

They had a painful discussion on the spot. Nai Fan could tell from their conversation that these people claimed to be adventurers and came to the bonfire just to eat and drink, and not just once or twice. No wonder others can't see these people. Calling them rubbish, although these people are miserable and out of breath from exhaustion, Naifan can't feel any sympathy or even want to laugh.

"Damn it! Come at this time! How many times will this monster eat before it is willing to eat!!"

It's not that they didn't bring anything with them. They came with a huge cube-shaped cage. At this time, the cage suddenly flashed red light. If it hadn't been dark at this time, they wouldn't have noticed it. The moment they saw the red light, they couldn't have noticed it. The crowd was as frightened as if they had seen a ghost.

The thing in the cage looks like a snake-like plant with a body that looks like a cucumber. It has many light yellow thorns on its body and a big red flower as its head. There is a yellow stamen in the center of the flower and one on each side. It has bright black eyes. There is a yoke on its neck with a red gemstone on it.

When Naifan saw this thing, his eyes almost popped out of his head, because this thing is one of the abnormal objects that Naifan wants to recycle, "Thorn Bus"!

Also note that this thing is not just Naifen. When the abnormality was flashing red, Naifen suddenly felt that there was a lot more breath in the darkness.

Countless torches suddenly appeared around the forest, and well-equipped people surrounded the unlucky dozen or so people, pointing bows, arrows, guns, swords and various weapons at their heads.

Xin He's body took several steps back in horror. His hands quickly touched his waist and dropped a small blue ball to the ground with an inconspicuous movement.

On the top, a large amount of purple gas was released, and the vision became blurred. A group of adventurers headed by Xin He looked at a certain direction and wanted to escape.

A big sword was swung down, and it struck Xin He accurately in the smoke. The strong wind even blew away the smoke.

"Click!"

Naifen gaped at the sloppy man who was nearly two meters tall in the tree. His messy hair and greasy stubble on his face looked like an ordinary good-for-nothing uncle, but his whole forearm below the elbow They are all set in a shiny dark machine, with perfect cold metal lines. There is a wolf head with fangs on the back of the hand. It is ferocious. The metal fingers hold the big sword. With an easy squeeze, the hard sword body is Cut off a section.

It was Isadora who was wielding the knife. She was the maid who poured Kirby wine, and she could also be said to be the bodyguard. At this time, not only was her attack blocked, but the weapon was also destroyed in front of the protector, and her eyes immediately When I became red, I picked up my sword and was about to cut the man in front of me like a mountain of flesh.

Kirby lifted Isadora up from behind like a cat with fried hair and shook his head at her. The latter reluctantly took back the sword and stared at Xin He fiercely. Then he returned to Kirby.

"Good morning, the weather is not bad this morning." Sweat was pouring down from the uncle's forehead. He said tremblingly, "Okay, okay. Don't do anything. I surrender. If you have anything to say, talk to me!" "

After he handsomely took Isadora's sword, his body was immediately targeted by countless bows and arrows. If he hadn't raised his hands and surrendered quickly enough, he might have turned into a hedgehog at this time. Do you ask his companions? Those guys surrendered immediately when Kirby surrounded them and were tying up their own people with ropes.

"What's in that cage?" Kirby walked up to Xin He and asked expressionlessly. At the same time, he took out the knife from his waist and pressed the sharp blade with a cold light against Xin He's neck.

Although Xin He's arms are made of metal, his neck is obviously not.

Just feeling the coldness of the blade from his neck gave him goosebumps. Xin He felt that his throat was dry. He stiffly and slowly raised his hands above his head, making a standard French etiquette. At this time, he

For the fish on the cutting board, others are peeling and deboning it. If you don’t want to become a hedgehog, it’s better to be honest.

"I don't know either. If the hero likes it, we will give this thing to you. Just let us go, okay?" A tall and burly man knelt directly on the ground, hugged Kirby's thigh, and looked pitifully.

He was so miserable. His dirty and greasy hair rubbed against Kirby's thighs, and he shamelessly scratched other people's pants while standing with dirt stubble. He wiped his tears with a runny nose and said shamelessly, "Hero, I have eight

The grave of my ten-year-old father-in-law needs to be swept, and there is a man in his twenties with a stable job to support. Please take pity on me. My son is as old as you. Think of your own father and let me go!

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