Back then, General Zhao Zilong, seven in and seven out, was brave and invincible, and I finally felt the coolness of seven in and seven out today, but General Zilong was sought after by everyone, and I ...... But it was feared by all. Δ』(8)Δ(一)Chinese』Δ网 . ８⒈

I was very helpless, and finally figured out a cruel truth: seven in and seven out is just a rhetoric, the real key is to look at the face! In this world of face-watching, if you are not as handsome and chic as General Zhao Zilong, don't talk about the popularity of tens of thousands of people in the future.

By the time I got out of the cave again, most of the adventurers had already stood far away from the mouth of the cave, watching from afar.

What I felt in their eyes was not a life-saving grace or a feeling of recreation, but a deep fear.

Hehe......

I can only laugh dryly, and feel deeply sorry for them: what a wretched bunch of wretched worms who have been poisoned by worldly accidents.

Fortunately, not far away, Yura walked towards me with a slight frown, and said in a somewhat reproachful tone: "Brother, why are you so embarrassed?" ”

I bared my teeth, smiled, and said, "Those ghost-faced spiders are much more embarrassed than I am." ”

Yura cut off and said, "Brother, your smile is so ugly. ”

I cut off, but I didn't say anything, and with an ugly smile again, I brandished my sword and rushed towards the last cave.

As long as this place is cleaned up, everything will be fine, but I don't know how the battle is going on Harold's side.

Without time to think about it, I struck the swarm of ghost-faced spiders again.

This time, the killing intent lasted much longer than the previous one, and the state was much stronger than before, I feel that I am the endorsement of the awesome at this moment!

But there is only one thing that makes me feel a little troubled, killing too much, and I can't hold it back......

As long as you see an eight-legged one in front of you, you must try to chop it, no matter what species or type it is.

As for friendly and enemy forces......

Eight-legged people who can run around on the nineteenth floor will be allies?

I bared my teeth disdainfully, and directly dispelled this possibility: just kidding, in addition to the ghost-faced spider, what else is there in this layer that has eight legs, is there still an octopus?

Cutting through all the way again, while killing, I once again enjoyed invincibility!

Yes...... Invincible, how lonely it is!

Yes...... Invincible, what a vast, empty one!

While slashing and humming an unwritten tune, I ...... again Kill lost.

Looking around, there is another strange cave.

Huh?

Where is this?

I'm in dizzy mode again.

I tried to listen to the previous method, but there was not the slightest sound of fighting, and then I suddenly realized that this was the last cave I had cleared.

I'm going to it, so how can I go back?

When he was in a daze, his eyes suddenly swept to several coins on the ground, and a flash of inspiration: yes, I can go back in the direction where the coins were scattered!

Slapping my forehead, I sighed loudly, and cursed in my heart: Why am I so stupid, I have even forgotten this method, and ...... In the caves I killed before, are there also coins scattered all over the place that I haven't had time to pick up!

When I think of this, not only does my heart hurt, but my flesh begins to hurt, and it's all money......

I kept walking back and forth, bending down to collect money, like a diligent scavenger.

So, not long after, in my life creed, in addition to counting money until my hands cramped, sleeping until I woke up naturally, there was another happiness standard: picking up money and picking up waist and leg pain.

In this way, I kept bending over and straightening my waist, and walked for about 100 meters, and finally, at the end of the cave, I saw again strange and familiar adventurers, my temporary teammates.

Yes! Although they still looked at me with hypocrisy, and their eyes were always full of fear and defensiveness, all this did not hinder my desire and expectation to return to the team.

With open arms, I intend to return to the group as a homing birdie, however

Wipe me? How is there another ghost-faced spider? Hey? It doesn't look like it, what is this?

In a cave mouth on my side, four or five paces away from me, 66 crawled four or five white-veined, waist-high spiders.

These spiders are strange-looking, with teeth and claws, and at first glance, they are extremely awkward.

I frowned, the arm holding the knife trembled again, and in my heart, a voice that I had never heard before, but was very familiar, sounded: cut again, cut again.

Finally, I raised my sword and killed the white-veined spider crawling in.

This spider looks very twisted, and its movements are slightly more agile than the other ghost-faced spiders, but it still can't dodge my sword, and it can't resist the power of my sword.

Whew!

A few cold flashes of light flashed, and several awkward ghost-faced spiders all turned into fragments and scattered all over the ground.

Splinter?

What's going on?

I was puzzled, in the distance, suddenly a cold light appeared, swishing! A few loud sounds, several bright spots from far and near, constantly amplified.

My pupils shrank: it was a few arrows with a glimmer of light!

Right now, an ominous thought arose in my mind: an enemy is coming?

My body twisted, and a few arrows grazed my body, cutting through my clothes, but fortunately, it didn't hurt my skin.

I was secretly glad that three more arrows followed, and these three arrows were stronger and faster than the previous ones, and they were like meteors catching up with the moon.

With a sharp swing of my wrist, the sword flashed, and two of the arrows turned into nothingness in the void light of the lines, and I was horrified in my heart, and I once again had a new understanding of the power of my combat skill.

Then, with his left arm extended, he relied on his agility and the defensive power of the gauntlet to accurately grasp the arrow firmly in his hand, and then folded it hard.

There was no expected crack, but a brief plosive, ringing in my ears.

There was a jolt in the gauntlet, forcing me to spread my fingers, and between my fingers, a white light lit up, and then a faint impulse, like a breeze, blew on my face.

Hum!

I snorted, my eyes flashed fiercely, and I ran away in the direction where the arrow was flying.

In my heart, the enemy has only one end: death!

With a strong killing intent, he rushed wildly, like a vicious tiger and a fierce wolf, and rushed straight to a nearby distance, flashing a figure of an archer.

The archer looked horrified, as if he hadn't expected me to dodge his arrows.

Looking at his sluggish expression, I smiled cruelly: It's okay like this, dying in horror and inexplicably is also a punishment!

Thinking about it, the sword flashed and went straight to the throat of the archer.