Deep in the cold and dark dungeon, a drop of water floated in the last cell, crystal clear. When Zhou Qingfeng watched it, it floated by itself, floating on the palm of the young man. Melt into its body after a while.
A line of words appeared on the retina-level up!
After tossing for so long, it is finally Grade II.
It's not easy.
Zhou Qingfeng almost cried with joy, he felt stronger. There is a breakthrough in skills.'Shiying' is recognized as a mount, and it has a skill'sprint'.
After the unity of man and horse, the superimposition of the'sprint' and the'extreme explosion' has evolved into a'war trampled'.
"War Trample", within three seconds, the combat power of the knight and mount increases by 30%, and enters the state of "Hegemony", ignoring the ordinary attacks of the miscellaneous soldiers.
Every time an enemy is killed during the "War Stomp" validity period, the skill duration increases by one second, and the combat power increases again by 5%. The upper limit is 100%.
This is simply a special skill for Wushuang mowing. It is most suitable for dealing with a large number of miscellaneous soldiers and breaking through the enemy's formation.
The level was increased by one level, and the materials Zhou Qingfeng carried from reality to another world each time also increased to 15% of his body weight. Based on the current weight, the upper limit is 12.75 kg.
After completing these things, Uncle Zhou laughed happily. This trip to the ruins at the bottom of the cave is still rewarding. He cut a few barely usable carpets in the prison as a package, and took away everything that could be packed in the elf prison.
Even the ashes of the bones and skulls of the monsters in the dungeon are not let go. Anyway, the package is filled with'Jiying'.
When it comes to leaving the prison, Jiying is over-excited, running around, howling constantly, and carrying packages are the most active. It's all hard work and hard work.
The master and servant left the prison with big bags and small bags, crawling out of the pit at the bottom of the cave, looking up at the gloomy sky. A man and a horse were speechless, quite embarrassed, as if they had been in a lifetime, and were noisy and went on the road again.
'Jiying' is an abyssal demon horse, whose body is vigorous and does not lose. It became an undead, instead of the feeling of fatigue, it carried Zhou Qingfeng through the forest endlessly. No complex terrain can stop it. If the woods are too dense, it simply takes a bit of effort to break out a way.
Zhou Qingfeng naturally wants to return to Harmony Village, but he doesn't know the way at all. 'Jiying' has been in prison for more than fifty years, and has never heard of any human settlements. The master and servant spent a long time going around and finally ran back from the depths of the forest.
On the way back, Zhou Qingfeng also ran to the rural machinery repair factory in reality. His cavalry knife was scrapped, and after learning from the pain, he decided to equip himself with heavy weapons, and spent fifty yuan to build a heavy sword for himself.
The 0.8-meter sword body is three centimeters thick, made of manganese steel, and the blade is open, which is a full ten kilograms. This is ten times heavier than the light and fluttering cavalry knife before-anyway, there is a mount now, and he doesn't need to carry a heavy load.
In addition, there are five and a half kilograms of small hand axes, which are used for throwing at close range of ten meters.
Uncle Zhou cheerfully felt that the time had come, and he was fleeing triumphantly. But when he arrived at the entrance of the village, he found that his villagers came out of the village pushing a squeaky wooden wheeled vehicle, and they were lining up to drive into the distance.
No one was on guard outside the village at all. It was not until Zhou Qingfeng approached that the villagers discovered the terrifying form of the skeletal war horse of'Shiying'. They were all half-dead in fright and fled in a hurry.
"What are you running? Lao Tzu is back." Zhou Qingfeng shouted loudly on horseback, "I Victor Hugo is back, you should be happy!"
Most of the villagers who escaped were brought by Zhou Qingfeng from the Voodoo Swamp. After recognizing that it was their boss, they ran back crying and knelt down on the side of the road as if they had been wronged.
"What the hell are you doing? I just left for two days at most, and you are going to disband? The bastard ordered that I have to chop off his head." Zhou Qingfeng saw the wooden wheeled cart transporting supplies and immediately realized the situation. wrong.
Although he kept saying that he was too lazy to take care of his trash, but if anyone dared to dissolve his team on his behalf, Zhou Qingfeng would definitely be angry and desperately fighting with others. He was angry for a while, and the villagers underneath were crying.
"Master, it's not that we want to leave, it's the leaders who drove us away."
"Master, we all thought you were dead for two days after you left."
"Master, those goblins sent people to negotiate a truce. The leaders are discussing, and they seem to agree."
After hearing a few simple words, Zhou Qingfeng's face sank. After the ambush, he failed to return in time, and there was no news for a long time. This was a huge blow to the confidence of the'Allied Forces'.
The team doesn't have a leader, so how can we fight? No one can replace Zhou Qingfeng as the boss!
"You don't need to be afraid, no one has to leave." Zhou Qingfeng felt hated and annoyed. He shouted loudly on horseback: "Because I'm back alive."
The villagers underneath were weeping with joy one by one, surrounded by the skeletal horse and refused to disperse, and surrounded Zhou Qingfeng and returned to the village.
After entering the village, more people saw Zhou Qingfeng.
The village was originally lifeless, and everyone was tidying up listlessly. Many people are weak and frowning. But seeing Zhou Qingfeng with a tall horse, they jumped up one after another.
Some people laughed, some danced, and others ran around, shouting wildly.
Walking to a clearing in the village, Wilson was leading a few craftsmen in front of two trebuchets. In front of him were several cursing adventurers who were about to chop the trebuchet into pieces with their swords and axes.
Wilson shouted hoarsely: "Why do you want to listen to those goblins? You Xionghoufeng people are surrendering, why come to destroy our trebuchets in the Voodoo Swamp? These two trebuchets are the cornerstone of our existence."
It's just that the adventurer holding a knife and axe wouldn't listen, shouting "agreement ``survival'' must" and so on, and after a few efforts, Wilson and others were pushed away.
Zhou Qingfeng approached and asked with a sullen face, "What happened? Who is going to destroy my trebuchet?"
'Jiying' snorted, and a burst of negative energy spewed out, like a raging fire but cold and cold. It also deliberately yelled: "Are you all blind? You dare to be an enemy of me? The master who opposes me is to oppose me. Scumbags, die!"
I have never seen such a crazy undead horse, and there are so many words.
Several adventurers were awed by the terrifying appearance of'Shiying', and they were all stunned. They murmured: "According to the agreement reached between the Luke boss and the Magru tribe, the goblins will reopen the plank road only if the two trebuchets are destroyed. We can..."
"Luke?" After hearing the first two sentences, Zhou Qingfeng's heart was already burning with anger. As soon as he turned his head, he found several barbarians in the orc stronghold watching the excitement. He suddenly cursed angrily: "What are you doing in a daze? Hack these idiots to death for me!"
When the barbarians in the village saw Zhou Qingfeng coming back, they were surrounded by silly joy. Hearing this roar, they just remembered that the young man was their boss. Upon hearing the order, these orcs immediately copied the guys and killed them.
"stop!"
Seeing blood at the scene, a voice came in arrogantly and shouted angrily: "Who is so bold? To destroy the peace agreement signed by all the leaders of the Black Forest. According to the agreement, the two trebuchets must be destroyed. "
"All the chieftains? What am I?" Zhou Qingfeng turned his head and sneered playfully: "Luke, it turns out it's you. I said, who can use the thin thorn sword so well? He was possessed by Cyric. Doesn't it feel uncomfortable
What kind of shit you do, the peace agreement has a horrible use, I don’t nod, all are toilet paper for wiping butt! "