The sleep effect in the game is not bad. In fact, as long as there is the nutritional effect of the game warehouse, full-time players can not go offline for a long time during the game.

But Wang Xiaofeng was still used to the nutrition and energy of three meals a day. If it weren't for a long task or a large copy, he wouldn't give up eating and sleeping. This time, he might have been a little overworked and fell asleep leaning on the edge of the tent. When he woke up, it was already dawn of the second day of the game.

A trace of shadows was embroidered on the golden sunlight white set, which was the chill of branches around the tree trunks and branches, and the lengthening of these figures.

Kemier was sleeping sweetly on the side. Wang Xiaofeng leaned over and touched the crystal clear corners of her mouth. She was bathed in the faint morning light, like a sleeping baby.

After leaving the tent, I looked at the white shadow standing by the cliff and looking at the sunrise, and I couldn't help but feel more at ease. Last night, it was probably the beautiful mentor who had all his strength to teleport the three of them. Fortunately, the teleportation position was more than ten meters westward, otherwise the three of them might have fallen into the river in the canyon.

"Teacher...Amy?" Wang Xiaofeng's soft call made Amy turn her head and look over. A comrade couldn't help but be stunned again. The light and shadow reflected in the morning light of the jade man made some ripples in his heart.

This is just a common sense of beautiful things, and has nothing to do with love between men and women. Although there will be some strange things in your heart. When she came towards Wang Xiaofeng, tidied up her long loose hair and showed a warm smile, Wang Xiaofeng could only smile and accompany her to sleep.

"Wake up?" "Hmm." "Do you carry dry food for emergency treatment?" "Uh, yes." Wang Xiaofeng nodded quickly, feeling that the beautiful mentor stood in front of him shyly because he was hungry.

He took out a stack of bread slices from his backpack, took out a few bottles of spring water, and handed them over with a little embarrassed look, and he carried them on him.

"That, only this." But she can't eat these 'coarse foods'. Aside from the saint of light, the church leader, such a beautiful girl should also be treated with preferential treatment. Looking at the surrounding terrain, "I'll go to the forest to catch some prey." "No." Amy reached out to take the food and spring water, "I'm happy to be poor, and I'm happy to eat enough; don't hurt life in the forest."

Wang Xiaofeng nodded and ate the bread with him, almost forgetting the other identity of the beautiful mentor - the beautiful goddess. He found a stone with a flat surface and sat down. Wang Xiaofeng took out two pieces of leather armor and cushioned it, which was quite comfortable.

Just looking at her elegant tear of tearing bread and her neck when she swallowed lightly, Wang Xiaofeng once again realized the state of beauty and food. Thanks to the goddess of light, she was surrounded by more beautiful and handsome men, and at least she could eat when she had no appetite.

If you can improve your appearance, there are many beautiful and handsome men in the game. Only when you think of a comrade who starts to cramp and be low-key can you maintain your handsome public face.

When he found a topic to talk casually, Wang Xiaofeng suddenly became a little curious about the strength of the beautiful mentor. After all, he used the horrifying prophecy last night, which made him feel a little expectant.

"There are many people in the Holy See who practices the great prophecy. I only received the teacher's teachings to successfully master the fur of the great prophecy." Amy seemed to know what Wang Xiaofeng was thinking and smiled, "Now, no one in the Holy See can truly master the last move of the great prophecy except the Pope."

Wang Xiaofeng raised his sword eyebrows: "It seems that your power is already considered a super expert, mentor?" "Super master?" A little confused about this title, but Amy still patiently explained: "The Holy See does not clearly divide the strength of the clergy. If we divide it by the magic union, I have reached the level of the Magician Magician."

Magician? Why is that stronger than Garfield's space magician? Wang Xiaofeng fully utilized his good habit of asking if he didn't understand, but caused Amy's jade finger to flick and hit his forehead.

"What do you do all day long? The Holy See is not divided by strength. Many of the Bishops of the Holy Light Order have not mastered the profound power of light." The mentor is the mentor, who always forgets to educate his students, for fear that he will go astray. "Garfield is a great magician who has been famous on the mainland for many years. He and our teachers are still friends. It is not bad if you can get to know him."

"That old guy," Wang Xiaofeng shrugged. In addition to stumble on himself and find something to do, of course he also saved himself once or twice at the critical moment. "By the way, mentor, are you... not angry now?"

"Why are you angry?" Amy blinked her bright eyes, unable to keep up with Wang Xiaofeng's thoughts jumping. Then she seemed to suddenly remember something, her pretty face turned cold, and she snorted and turned away.

A comrade patted his forehead and really wanted to pat himself two mouths. Is it okay to be a bad mouth? This is it!

He quickly regained his grief and said, "Amy, mentor! Listen to my explanation, that was Garfield deliberately framed, but I have never done anything."

Unmoved? Then let him start from scratch and say...

Guvalland, the warrior who had been standing on the edge of the black clouds, was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief when the sun rose.

The sound of weapons landing on the ground was never stopped. Many soldiers threw down the weapons in their hands and fell to the ground like exhaustion. Lu Ende breathed a long sigh of relief, and the armor on his body was covered with blood, which was the blood of the soldiers under his command.

One third of the 100,000 soldiers were reduced by one-third, and most of the soldiers who survived were scarred and killed countless undead people, but there was nothing to show off.

Thirty thousand heroic soldiers cannot find their bodies and ashes, and can only be sprinkled on this black and red land forever. If the heroic spirits of the soldiers are immortal, they will continue to protect their homes and pure land behind them.

The sound of horse hooves rumbling like dull drums, which made these tired soldiers look up and see it was a black torrent of steel, reinforcements?

With a shout, a ball of fire burned in front of Lu Ende, and a beautiful figure appeared in front of the general. The general who stood with a sword didn't even have the strength to raise his eyes. Looking closely at his hands, he could find a slight tremor.

"General Lu Ende?" Frowning at the battlefield in front of her, the smell of burning people made her feel a little disgusted. She called out two or three times, and her blood-stained face finally looked up and said mechanizedly. "The Knights' Legion put away the horses and replenished the defense lines everywhere. Everyone rested on the spot, and the army built meals."

"Yes!" Several soldiers climbed up on the ground and staggered in both directions of the defense line.

"General Lu Ende," Yagge frowned, but did not refute his orders. After all, he was the main general here and had the right to fight the war that would be unacceptable to foreign military orders.

But there was one thing she had to ask clearly, because she had been worried for a night and searched around the round and round for countless times, but she didn't find him.

"I wonder if the general, have you ever seen the priest of the Emerald City Church pass by the wind?"

Lu Ende slowly sat down with the sword. At this time, he ran to his numb legs and recovered a little consciousness. He wiped the blood on his face and shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it, but I have heard it." He pondered, "Last night, when the defense line was about to collapse, the undead army suddenly retreated back to the undead sky. This should be the help of the priest."

"Oh?" Yagre frowned. The despicable, dirty, weak and powerless man helped and 'repelled' the entire undead army? "How is this possible?"

"Before the undead retreat, I heard the wail of the Queen of Pain, and she shouted the name of the priest." Lu Ende coughed a few times, "According to reason, the priest Suifeng did not encounter any unexpected results; the demon sacrifice, the legendary priest, cough cough, the disciple of the saint, he must have the power we don't know."

Yagge couldn't help but be stunned, and the figure of the man in his mind suddenly burst out with golden lights; he shook his head, rolled his eyes, and the radiant turbulent shore fell into a worthless vulgar man again.

Just him? It's absolutely impossible...

"How is that possible?" Wang Xiaofeng's face turned red, "I admit that I have a girl I like, but she is a Apocalypse like me, and she will definitely not be that introverted woman."

Amy snorted coldly, a little dissatisfied with the adjective of a certain comrade, "She is the only daughter of the kingdom. If you have any ideas, I can let you get rid of the clergy and marry her this morning." "Damn, sister, don't joke, what's wrong with her?" "Hmph, it turns out that's right now, it's not necessarily not."

A comrade was depressed, "Teacher, you should purify me with a light forbidden spell."

"My power was backfired by the Great Prophecy. I can't mobilize any power of light for half a month." "Really?" "Of course, what do I lie to you to do." "Tsk tsk..." "What do you want to do?"
Chapter completed!