Ling Feng carefully took a few steps forward. When he felt that the patrolling people could notice him, he started to shout in a low voice: "Is that Brother Basten in front of you?"
As for why he called Basten, it was because Lingfeng knew that Gullit was one of the first people to be injured. When Lingfeng went to check on the holy beast, he obviously saw that Simon's injury was relatively serious, and Fei Fei Nechel is exhausted and may not recover for a certain period of time. Presumably only Basten is suitable for inspection tonight. WWw.QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO.COm
However, the result was beyond Ling Feng's expectation. Just after he shouted, a relatively excited voice sounded not far in front: "Brother Ling Feng, is it really you?" It was Gulit who had the best relationship with Ling Feng.
When Lingfeng saw Gulit, he hurried over and was very excited. He asked, "Brother Gulit, is your injury healed?"
"He hasn't recovered yet, but he can still cope with the patrol mission." Gullit said nonchalantly about his injuries. However, Ling Feng still vaguely saw some of his worries.
"What's wrong?" Ling Feng asked, "Is everyone okay?"
"Let's go, talk as we go." Gu Li pulled Ling Feng away. When they arrived at the resting place, everyone was very happy when Ling Feng arrived, especially Silan, who looked at Ling Feng with a hint of resentment in his eyes.
Just now, Gulit and Ling Feng said that everyone was more worried after he left alone. When Fenechell and the others returned, they found that Simon was seriously injured. Although Fenechell was not seriously injured and could recover as long as he had time to rest, it was obvious that everyone no longer had any hope for this mission. Too much hope. Drogba even proposed to interrupt the mission and immediately evacuate the high-level World of Warcraft area.
Catherine and Silan naturally disagreed, and the three of them started to quarrel. One party insists on completing the task, but the other party declares that his master has been injured and it will be more dangerous to stay here any longer.
Thinking about everyone's current situation, everyone understands Drogba's mood. In the end, it was Basten who suggested that since it was already the afternoon, it was obviously a bit rushed to return to the next resting place. In addition, Fenechell needed to rest as soon as possible, and one of the members, Ling Feng, had not returned yet. Let’s rest where we are for the night and then decide based on the situation tomorrow morning.
Later, Basten also explained about Simon's injury.
At that time, facing a dozen eighth-level moths, it was almost impossible not to get injured. If it weren't for Fenechell's constant play, Basten would probably have followed Simon's footsteps. If that happened, the consequences would be unimaginable. But Fenechell's regular play alone is obviously not enough. Just when Fenechell could no longer hold on, a powerful aura suddenly appeared in the entire fighting area.
The Basten trio were fine, but the moths that were attacking them were all gone in an instant. Only then were the three able to escape.
After hearing what Basten said, everyone was frightened and began to guess what kind of situation would cause a group of eighth-level monsters to flee. If it hadn't been for such an accident, the three star-level masters might not have been able to come back. It's possible that everyone on this mission would have been wiped out.
Ling Feng naturally knew that the powerful aura came from Yakuta and the Red Blood Ape. Unexpectedly, their fight actually indirectly saved the three Fenechels. It seems that next time I meet you, I will give you a big thank you.
After the eight people saw Ling Feng Wuyao, they didn't blame Ling Feng for leaving the team without authorization, nor did they ask him what he was going to do, and they had no interest in celebrating. Those who meditate continue to meditate, and those who sleep continue to sleep. There is always a shadow suppressed in everyone's hearts. Moreover, they didn’t even dare to light a bonfire at night, let alone make any loud noise. Even if you have any opinions about Ling Feng, you probably have to wait until dawn.
Basten continued to stay to take care of the injured members. Gullit patted Ling Feng on the shoulder and told him to take a good rest, and then went on patrol again. The current situation is that apart from Rijkaard, a magician who is not suitable for patrolling at night, it seems that only Gullit, a semi-wounded man, can do this. We can't let Drogba go. Not only does he have little experience, but he also has to take care of his master Simon.
Ling Feng walked over and took a look at Simon's injury. It was relatively serious, but fortunately it was not life-threatening. He wanted to find a place to sit down, but he saw Silan waving his hand to let him pass. Ling Feng couldn't help but started to have a headache.
Silan's position was relatively close to the side. Although she was a woman, she was not injured. Under the current circumstances, even if Rijkaard and Slan were resting, they would undoubtedly be sitting on the periphery of everyone.
After Lingfeng sat down next to Silan, Silan asked in a low voice, "You weren't hurt, were you?"
Ling Feng shook his head. Feeling that Silan was hesitant to speak, Ling Feng knew what she wanted to ask, but he couldn't tell the truth, could he? If he told her that he had gone to see the Holy Beast, and that his relationship with the Holy Beast seemed to be pretty good, and that he even found a few Dark Lightning Ferret magical beast eggs under the guidance of the Holy Beast, Silan would probably tell her immediately. He thought he was crazy.
So Lingfeng simply didn't say anything, and Si Lan couldn't do anything to him.
In fact, Ling Feng was very touched by Silan's obvious concern for him. Thinking about her this whole day, she first experienced the disappointment of not succeeding in attracting the Dark Lightning Ferret, and then she had to worry about Ling Feng's departure. Then she saw Fenechiel's collapse and Simon's injury. Slan's spirit was not at its best. Crash is already pretty good.
The night in the forest gradually deepened, and the two of them stopped talking.
As a magician, Silan could just meditate instead of resting, but at this time, how could she calm down and meditate? In a daze, he finally couldn't resist the fatigue and fell asleep.
Ling Feng glanced at Silan, she was sleeping and leaning on his shoulder, Ling Feng didn't care. On the contrary, on a night like this, I feel particularly warm. Perhaps, the shining star in the sky is the sun of the Milky Way, and that is Ling Feng's hometown.
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When it was getting light, everyone took care of their clothes and other things. Gulit, who was in charge of inspection, had also returned, but Ling Feng was the only one missing.
Could it be that another person ran out? Silan thought so in his heart.
Not only Silan thinks so, but others including Gullit also think so. But what makes Gulit feel strange is that no one showed up when Ling Feng left last night. Although everyone's vigilance was slightly relaxed because of someone patrolling, it seemed too outrageous to say that someone left without knowing it.
"Forget it, I don't know when he left. Let's have some breakfast first." Basten said, then turned to Fenechel and asked: "How are you? How much have you recovered?"
After all, Ling Feng's departure was not a big deal compared to Fenechell's recovery. If Fenechell hadn't regained his strength, the group would have definitely evacuated from this high-level Warcraft area today. As for Ling Feng's strength, it would be much better if he had less of him, and it would be better if he had more of him. This is still due to Lingfeng's electricity magic.
But Fenechir, a star-level master, is completely different.
Therefore, after hearing Basten's question, everyone looked at Fenechell. Silan and Catherine showed expectant expressions.
But Fenechiel sighed and said: "Sigh... there is not enough time. I have only recovered about 70% of my strength."
Everyone looked at each other, and suddenly, as if they had made a unanimous decision, they all silently began to pack their things and prepare to evacuate. The atmosphere seemed dull for a while.
However, Slan was on the side at this time and suddenly shouted: "Mr. Rijkaard, what is this?" which attracted everyone's attention. On her hand, she saw an egg-shaped stone-like thing, with a gray-black surface that shone with a trace of brilliance in the dim light of the morning. (Quanben Novel Website www.QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO.com)