Chapter 10 (2/2)

Ivy thought: I'm a single dog living next door to them. Have I been floating too much recently.

He didn't want to exercise Kirin arms, so he slipped out of the tent to calm down. In the dark, I suddenly heard something moving in the distance.

He quickly hid in the dark, and a familiar feeling returned to his heart.

It's the feeling of countless days and nights chasing and being chased by others.

It is the feeling of the kidnapped companion and the opponent who needs to be on guard most.

It's them, his former organizational partners.

Is this the action team? Or are they special teams?

Now he has lost all his accomplishments and his physical fitness is not as good as before. Is it really possible that he will capsize in the gutter?

That's weird!

Even if I nap, I am a tiger!

King of the jungle, king of beasts!

When Ivy was going to warn, the enemy was close.

I'm sorry, you should not die.

Ivy moved his steps carefully and became one with the darkness. He slowed as slowly as he could, as softly as unbuttoning a sleeping woman's robe.

When he saw the other side's gloomy, hard action, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it's the iron corpse team.

Are they here to deal with me? You look down on people, or Just try and see if I'm a loser.

I don't want to be eaten by tigers with pigs!

Since it's the iron corpse team, who else in the team is worth it besides me?

Little horse!

Early warning, harvest little brother Ma a friendship.

Well, I hope you're done. Don't make a plum blossom twice, or ED will bring more than friendship.

Build the model, guide and charge.

Ivy controlled it carefully.

He didn't integrate the guard stars. It's not a warning. It's killing.

The magic power injected is relatively rare, and it is also a dark attribute, which is not conspicuous in the dark.

But those zombie teams that don't have vision can feel it.

As a result of just comprehending and reconstructing the fight between chickens and eggs according to the Pythagorean theorem, the black ball like a quail egg swims across a right angle and flies straight to the pony's tent.

Bang!

The tent was broken.

Pony came out with a black face. Fortunately, he was wearing pajamas.

The language skirt shivered and covered the darkness with the tent.

”Enemy attack! Enemy attack

In fact, Ivy can achieve the purpose of warning by shouting, but he knows how sensitive the iron corpse team is to sound.

Sure enough, brother Ma kept shouting.

A group of black figures came forward.

Fortunately, he is a one-dimensional mage, a one-dimensional mage with dozens of stars, and has learned to be distracted.

Light of exploration! Holy light!

The camp is bright in an instant, and the young mago is unusually rubbed on the ground by a group of zombies.

”Don't hit the face, don't hit the face, lie in the trough!”

Fortunately, there is a holy light shelter, basically no injury.

As the crowd surged, the girls screamed and fled, seemingly forgetting their mage status.

It's a pity that if they seize the opportunity of this group of ridicule, a pile of magic can be smashed down, and maybe they will win.

But it doesn't matter. Ivy keeps shooting black guns in the crowd and in the dark, er, black eggs.

It's just that the sound is really painful.

Cluck, cluck Do you want this!

When the camp was in chaos, a group of people came from the south slope, and the reinforcements of the school guard arrived.

It's not known whether it's a blessing or a curse for ivy.