Chapter 21: Engulfing ants

At this time, the role of the individual's own strength is fully reflected. The physical differences between the swordsman and the magician also appeared.
Rijkaard was originally at the forefront, but because it was a magician, his physical ability was slightly worse than that of the swordsman. He had already been caught up by Gullit and the two went hand in hand.
Followed by Basten, and then Simon and Fenechel, the three of them have changed from the original end, to the forefront. Later, it was Catherine. With her orc's physique, she ran a little faster than Drogba, who was a male and her class.
The last one was Slan, and Ling Feng also intentionally landed in a position that was in sync with her. I don't know if it is a magician, or something else. Ling Feng found that although her strength is higher than Catherine, but the speed is far less than Catherine. I saw her at this time, it was already full of sweat, and the internal interest was obviously very unstable. If you run this way, you will definitely be caught up by those horrible black ants.
Ling Feng is thinking that Slan has the pedigree of the fox family. Then, when she is threatened by life, will she become a fox to run? The speed of the fox is definitely much faster than she is now.
Unconsciously, the two people have gradually moved further and further away from the previous seven.
By the time Fenerchel noticed, the gap had become very large. The horrible ant has already caught up behind Slan and Ling Feng. Catherine, who had been running hard, suddenly saw Elder Fenechel actually running back at this time and stunned for a while. Only Fenechel quickly crossed her and shouted: "Continue to run, don't stop, I will help Slan." Catherine looked at her back, hesitated, biting her teeth. , continue to run forward.
At the same time, Simon also retraced some distance and began to pull Drogba forward. Gullit knows his strength, and when he runs, he asks Basten to go back and pull a hurricane.
But obviously everyone has underestimated the speed of black ants. Although they are taking a straight line, several people are running horizontally. But because their width is really big, at the current speed, the first few people can run a few steps to be safe, even Drogba and Catherine's speed is enough to protect themselves. Only Slan and Ling Feng are very dangerous.
Ling Feng sighed, it seems that it is too late to wait for Feiner. He looked at Slan again. Her face is still covered with a veil, a purple-red curly hair, and it is particularly rhythmic in running, especially the purple-red tail, shaking and shaking, it is beautiful. Just from her breath, Ling Feng heard a trace of disorder.
Ling Feng had to stretch out his hand and pulled Slan.
When Slan ran, she looked at Ling Feng with suspicion. It is not suspected that Ling Feng took advantage of her at this time. It’s just that she is not running fast and the pace is chaotic. Although Ling Feng did not run fast, but now his pace is still relatively stable. This point, Slan's heart is very clear. If Ling Feng is working hard, he still hopes to run out of this dangerous range.
But at this time, Ling Feng suddenly reached out to help her, she still feels a little bit confused. She did not want to impede Ling Feng, a first-order swordsman who had not said much to her along the way. The two only exchanged a few words when they were eating barbecue.
However, after a moment, her doubts were even stronger. From the beginning of Ling Feng holding her hand, there is a warm energy along the place where the two hands shake hands, passed into her body, helping her to calm the disorder of the inner.
It turned out that because of a long time of anxiety, and today suddenly appeared to be desperate, so that her body appeared a slight discomfort, so the internal interest performance is very bad. Ling Feng guessed that this should be the reason why she was too worried. It seems that the person who needs dark lightning to save lives has a great relationship with this Slan. After Ling Feng helped her and combed the body's breath, Slan's pace was obviously much more stable, and it was much faster.
Ling Feng saw that the ant army was getting closer and closer. He didn't want to be entangled by these horrible guys, so he accelerated his pace, and the speed of Slan also led the speed. After a rush, the two men ran through their route as the ants marched behind them. A few people who are not far away are both nervous and happy.
Ling Feng did not stop immediately, and took Slan to continue to run a few tens of meters to confirm the safety, and then let go of her hand.
Slan was sitting on the ground with no image. She leaned on a tree and gasped with a big mouth. She still said to Ling Feng in the first place: "Thank you."
Ling Feng also sat on the ground and smiled at her. It was a smile that celebrated the escape, and it was extraordinarily brilliant. Although Ling Feng performed well in this escape process, it did not hinder him from being happy.
Then several people leaned over and looked at Ling Feng’s eyes with a lot of splendor. Even Catherine, who had never looked at him, looked more curious about his eyes and immediately took Sri Lanka’s hand. I started to whisper something.
"Hahaha, I know that Lingfeng's little brother is not simple." Gullit came over and happily patted Lingfeng's shoulder.
"Where, where, I only practiced running before. So, talking about running, it is quite good." Ling Feng said modestly. He is always embarrassed to say, well, you really haven’t looked away. I am really not simple.
"In any case, I have to thank you." After a period of rest, Slan recovered a lot of physical strength. There is more calmness in the voice.
"Let's do it." Ling Feng didn't want others to look at him, so he asked the transfer topic. "Right, Mr. Rijkaard, what exactly is this Warcraft?" Black ants marching wildly in a straight line.
Everyone really turned the eyes of the inquiry to Rijkaard. If he did not find it early and made the right choice, now everyone must be trapped in the black ant camp. Now look at the horrors of those black ants, and everyone will have a cold in their hearts. Think about it if you really get stuck in the ant colony, can you come out?
Only Slan, from time to time to take a look at the wind. The warmth of the air he left in her body, still moving in accordance with certain routes. The route is very strange, but it gives a very comfortable feeling. Ling Feng consciously shifted the topic, thinking about it in Slan, I am sure that I am afraid to say this strange atmosphere. Therefore, Slan just looked at Ling Feng secretly and did not say this strange feeling.
Is he really just a first-order swordsman? Slan’s heart hit a big question mark.
Rijkaard’s face is still a fortunate expression. After listening to Ling Feng’s question, he explained to the crowd:
These black guys are called swallowing ants and belong to the sixth-order Warcraft.

Seeing that everyone is hearing the sixth-order World of Warcraft, they all have some stunned expressions. Rijkaard knows that everyone has not realized that even the sixth-order Warcraft has infinite power. Then I asked everyone: "You know that in World of Warcraft, what is the most terrible?"
"Nature is to meet the legendary sacred beast." Drogba replied. The other few people also nodded and listened.
Rijkaard shook his head very simply and said: "I saw in an ancient book at the Cangwu Academy that it is not the most terrible to meet the Holy Beast in the Forest of Warcraft. The beast is indeed powerful, but some Warcraft will not be more powerful than you, they are more than a group."
As if to prove anything, Rijkaard asked: "If you choose, and meet thirty ninth-order Warcraft or a holy beast, what do you choose? There is a record in the book, there is a kind in the World of Warcraft. The nine-order World of Warcraft is a group of ethnic groups. It is called the flying fire moth. When there are a large number, there are thirty or forty together."