The Bald Monk in the City

"Be vigilant, there are a lot of agencies here. If it is triggered, then you don't need to participate in this mission."

"Your family will be very happy to see you fools and my name on the next monument to the heroes of the kingdom!"

The captain of the brave whispered to the eager players behind him, the faces of these young people were filled with excitement, excitement and a touch of fear...

They are the bravest or reckless group of people in the kingdom. After all, Kuba's notoriety was not spread by fairy tales.

But there are always some things that people need to do, even if it looks too ridiculous...

What's more, the reputation and glory that are heavy enough are worthy of these young brave men's life and death, and death will also bring enough value-but for their families.

A group of patter tortoises flew over the head of the brave team that was crawling on the corner of the rock, and suddenly the leader of the brave lowered his voice while gesturing and the conscious team members remained still.

The patter tortoise's glide-like flight based on swan wings does not allow them to find directly below them, but this does not mean that its hearing will be damaged.

This subtle battle between the Kingdom and Kuba has been going on for a long time, and now these monsters in the Kuba Monster Kingdom have become very sensitive to human voices.

"Captain, what should we do?"

Seeing the figure of Patagui going away, a young brave lowered his voice and asked.

"More than 80% of the brave people died outside this area. As long as we enter, it will be the brave outside of the 80%."

I don't know why Captain Brave didn't respond to him directly, but said something else.

He should have been a silent person, but now facing this situation, he needs to talk to these young people who are good enough in his opinion.

"Will that make our death... a higher pension?"

A brave man who looked rather thin said so, which made other brave men look at him with strange eyes.

"Pension? Listen, what you should think about is how to complete the task alive!"

"I don't want to say any exciting nonsense, but you have to know that I want you to live, not die in this damn, cold monster country!"

The captain of the brave looked a little angry, he lowered his voice and shouted at the thin brave in a dull voice.

But for a moment, he seemed to be emptied of strength, his face looked full of gloomy colors, and then in a moment of depressive silence, he looked at the braves around him and said:

"Listen, this is the last time I told you idiots..."

Captain Brave paused, then said in a low voice:

"Live..."

At this moment, suddenly there was a violent vibration on the ground, and at the same time a huge muffled noise came from a distance, like thunder.

Amidst the dying wailing of the patter tortoises, all members of the brave team instantly felt a haze over their hearts.

No one spoke, they were lying on the ground.

Even if they don't know what is going on ahead, but even a team of Patter tortoises can make them have to avoid the edge, they have no courage to participate in the kind of incident that even Patter tortoises are just cannon fodder.

I don't know when it started, but a faint smell of blood began to permeate the wind blowing from a distance.

The wailing of the Patter tortoises continued, like a sharp blade licking their necks, and a trembling breath of death made their breathing stop.

They dared not look up, as if something was holding their heads down.

The courage surging in his chest has also turned into a sore throat in this depressing environment, and the faint burning pain conveys a kind of uneasiness from the depths of the soul.

Finally, the frequency of the ground vibration began to slow down, and it was no longer so agitated that the heart couldn't help but suffocate.

The captain of the brave gritted his teeth, and he held up the involuntary tremor and raised his head.

The muscles in his neck seemed to rust, making his head-up movement slow and difficult, as if he was resisting some invisible force.

In this confrontation, his face flushed red, and even the blue veins became violent involuntarily.

This is a confrontation between will and instinct, a fierce battle between courage and terror.

Finally, he raised his head, but the presence at the end of his vision made him suddenly fall into an icy abyss:

It was a huge, terrifying humanoid monster with six arms...

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"So what are you thinking?" The friend looked at Muzi with puzzlement.

Of course she knows that her attitude is a little inappropriate, but sometimes seeing a friend go the wrong way but not stopping it is really a test of people's conscience.

Of course, for some people, this attitude is just a way to build her fragile friendship ecology.

She pays more attention to her posture in the process, rather than the final impact-no matter whether it is positive or negative.

"I'm tired~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I want to rest for a while, I want... to pursue something new."

Muzi still looked at her friend with a smile, and she could feel the concern of her friend from the words.

Since he sharpened his will through the practice of monk meditation, Muzi has become more and more comfortable with the current challenges of the comprehensive network.

This also caused her time to become crowded. Compared with Yi Qiu, she still needs to spend part of her time on dubbing and spending time with her family.

Although since arriving in Lhasa, her tasks at work have been relatively diluted a lot.

But from time to time, Muzi was called to help when there was a lack of corresponding manpower.

Although the time consumed is not much in general, this relatively trivial and unplanned work arrangement makes Muzi very bored.

Especially when she recently achieved a new breakthrough in the abilities of related heroes, the stubbornness that runs through the hero's will made her suffer some infections.

She wants to be as free as Yi Qiu, but she is not Yi Qiu after all, she has her own concerns and fetters.

But this does not mean that she still needs to play her role in society. Some things have become shackles for her at this time.

Or maybe it was from beginning to end, but it was also a kind of protection for her once ordinary, although this kind of protection was not the original intention of her appearance.

"Well, I hope it's just as you said..." The friend moved his mouth, then paused and said:

"What are your plans next?"

"I wanted to meet a friend, but he seems to have something to do, so he plans to go to Mount Everest again." Muzidi's eyes seemed to pass through the distant space, and the goddess of the sacred Snow Mountain was staring quietly at the sacred mountain. The land...

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