Chapter 111:

Other players still sleep soundly.
Chen Caixing feels that this forest is strange. In the wild, he just died in the daytime. In the case of beasts at any time, at night, everyone will be vigilant at night, but not only others, but he got into the tent and got into the sleeping bag, almost She fell asleep backwards, but fortunately Qianxia Vigil awakened him.
"Stop sleeping." Cheng Lifeng pushed the man who said good vigil.
Cheng Chengxing would do things like this, Chen Caixing said nothing, but took out his bow and arrow from his backpack.
The male vigil player was still stunned and murmured, "What's wrong?"
"Something's coming, don't want to die to wake up other people." Cheng Lifeng said nothing.
The vigil male player is sober for an instant, how can he fall asleep? It wasn't a drink of Red Bull, this thing was most useful to him, but now he can't allow him to think more, because he heard a strange noise.
"Wake up! Wake up, something is going on."
The night watch male player shouted.
In the middle of the night, the firewood piled the tent, and the players came out of the tent in a hurry. I don't have much to ask. I have felt the tremor on the ground. Everyone glanced at each other and held back with their arms. Chen Caixing lighted up in the morning and Lao Cheng had already hidden his body.
In the dark, players’ eyesight is bound to be affected. Chen Caixing and his three will not. Chen Caixing is a sequelae of vampires. Old Cheng had special training for special soldiers before and bought the ability. The specific Chen Caixing is not clear, but self-preservation is absolutely no problem Not to mention Qianxia, ​​it is a ghost in itself.
Qian Xia Piao was beside his master.
The players underneath looked very united, but some of them had already retreated, but it was too late. The group of bones was fast, and some of them were familiar. The male players who died in cannibalism today had no heads and became bones. , Running very fast, there are also skeletons of tigers and skeletons of elephants.
"There should be no awareness."
Chen Caixing whispered, and at the same time, he filled his bow and shot at the front tiger skeleton with his head in the middle. Because of the powerful force, the tiger's head fell directly, and the grunt fell on the ground and rolled, but soon re-flyed to the tiger. Physically, the tiger made a loud roar and stretched his bones and claws towards the player.
The bottom is already open.
Chen Caixing put arrows on it, it didn't matter at all. Arrows broke away the white bones. Soon the bones will be put together again and continue to struggle. As he thinks these things have no sense of wisdom, it is reasonable to deal with them in principle, but many of these white bones are Large carnivores have great strength. Those who are not afraid of death and tired just want to turn the player.
Qianxia tried illusion, and it was useless.
Because the bones are not smart.
Underneath the player was in a state of embarrassment and escaped. In this way, he was really exhausted and arrested.
"Go up, go up the tree, go up the tree quickly." He Zhenglin said, panting and avoiding the catastrophe, throwing the iron claw chain in his hand and hooking the tree, trying his best to go up the tree, and if it was one second later, the entire leg would be Scrap waste.
Others have the same experience, and the potential is still very explosive in life and death.
Chen Caixing noticed that Liao Jing climbed the tree quickly, as if practicing his family, but it was not as good as his light skills, and he should have practiced basic exercises. This kind of bar essence is not killed, it is still something.
The trees are at least 20 to 30 meters high. Most of the players are hanging in the middle of the trunk or slightly down. There is no way to go to the top of the tree. As soon as the person went up, the bones underneath roared, ran into the target, and started to hit the tree with the bones. The tree was thick and strong, but these ghosts had great strength and did not know the pain. The tree that a female player climbed was hit After several times, the tree shook, his hands were loose, and he fell a bit.
The boneless white bone stretched his arms to direct the bones.
Chen Caixing: ...
Your head is gone, what the do you think about!
The elephant's bones stopped to impact and found the position of the human bone fingers, stood on the spot, and the other bones began to superimpose.
Do acrobatics?
"Skip here." He Zhenglin cried out of the female player, "You skipped, hurry up."
He wrapped his waist and tree with an iron chain, and the other iron chain was thrown towards the female player next to him.
The female player was scared to death, at least two meters away between the two trees, but she could not climb up, and she continued to slide down, and the group of ghosts quickly caught her. The iron chain is shaking in front of her eyes, and the female player also knows what is waiting for her if she doesn't act anymore. The next second, the iron chain is in front of her, grabbing, and shaking hard.
Roar! !
The tiger standing on the elephant grabbed an empty space and let out a roar.
The female player screamed at the iron chain, swayed back and forth, hit several trees, and the white-bone tiger jumped in the air to catch the figure of the female player. Finally, the female player was caught by He Zhenglin, holding the iron chain up in one hand. The force of inertia caused the female player to hit the tree hard again, and finally grasped hard to make it climb up.
The bones underneath didn't give up, and started to hit the tree again. It wasn't the only thing that was originally quietly above the sky. A group of crows stared at the players on the tree trunk, revealing their educated and greedy eyes. These crows were twice as large as the real crows, and their mouths looked narrowly. It’s sharp, if you get a bit of flesh you can fall off.
This is indeed the case.
A player was hit in the shoulder, his clothes immediately saw blood, he loosened his hands when he was hurt, and slid a few meters from the tree.
The white-bone tiger rushed over, and Chen Caixing gave an arrow in the sky, breaking away the white bones, giving the player a breathing chance.
"Cape! Cloak!" He Zhenglin shouted suddenly.
The injured female player has been harassed by crows, covered with scars, and did not think about why He Zhenglin did not wear the cloak first, and took her out of the backpack first. The crow pecked on the cloak twice, and seemed to be disgusted and hovered, moving up close Staring at the female player's head with those black peas eyes.
"Head!" He Zhenglin also took out his cloak this time and attached his head to his head.
The crows circled and circled like they were waiting for an opportunity.
Throughout the night, there are white bones under the tree and crows on the tree. The players tossed back and forth, even Chen Caixing did not do it, he could shoot the crow, and the bones had no way to hold it, and the red rope of the rope rumor was not useful for these things. As for the cloak, Chen Caixing is useless, as is the old Cheng.
So they worked hard.
The first orange light shone through the forest, and the bones under the tree suddenly disappeared and disappeared.
The crows also dispersed.
Leave players breathing opportunities during the day. Everyone came down from the tree, they were all tired, and there were blood stains on their bodies. Chen Caixing noticed the blood stains on Lao Cheng's arm, which had solidified, and said, "Is the medicine sprayed? Don't get infected. Qianxia, ​​please help to pack it. I pack up the tent and get some hot water."
The division of labor is faster.
Cheng Lifeng originally wanted to say no, but when he saw the teenager looking at him seriously with gauze, he nodded and said, "Trouble you, Qianxia."
"No." Yuan Qianxia lowered her head and treated the wound seriously.
Cheng Lifeng knew at a glance that Qian Xia often did, and couldn't help thinking of Qian Xia's life experience and suffered the violence of his stepfather. After the bandage was finished, Cheng Lifeng treated Qian Xiao as he treated his younger brother and said, "Thank you Qian Xia."
Yuan Qianxia was stiff, and Cheng Lifeng felt that he withdrew his hand and said sorry.
"It's none of your business. I don't like people touching me."
Cheng Lifeng thought that Qianxia was domestically abused. It is estimated that it was a sequelae, and he didn't mind. Instead, he felt that Qianxia was not easy.
"I won't touch you anymore."
Yuan Qianxia lowered her head and yelled.
Chen Caixing put the sleeping bag in the tent into his backpack, and things were messed up by the bones, but it was not bad. The quality of the game's props is still passable, after all, more than 200,000 items. He boiled a pot of hot water in an alcohol stove, poured water on him and Lao Cheng's thermos, and cooked some instant porridge. The three of them ate breakfast with side dishes.
The other players are also busy, simply get breakfast and work while cursing. Liao Jing was seriously injured, all of them were skin traumas, and was crowed by crows. He didn’t have a cloak. Now he was disinfecting the wounds. The painful teeth were cursing and cursing the crows, but his eyes were turning. Chen Caixing knew it without thinking. Want to kill a cloak player.
After all, a fine of only one hundred gold coins is more costly than the crow bones at night.
Everyone repaired quickly, and the injured players, such as Jing Jing and the female players without cloaks, shouted whether they could sleep or go again.
"Take the fruit of life on the night of the full moon, otherwise all will die." Chen Caixing said lightly the information given by the NPC.
Liao Jing is afraid of Chen Caixing, he is afraid of having no younger brother. Others are more important, is it important to rest or rest? They all play games, and no one will rest for a while because of the pain.
Everyone is back on the road.
After last night, in addition to Chen Caixing and Cheng Cheng, the other seven players each found a team. There are no cloaks and female players. These two walked in the last whispering. Another male player without a cloak had teammates, the kind who came in to form a team, so the raven attack last night, the two used a cloak, although She also suffered a skin trauma but not serious. He Zhenglin and the female player tied to the tree last night, as well as a male player, the three walked together.
Both male and female players sing He Ge, especially female players, very grateful to He Zhenglin.
It's normal. He Zhenglin did help female players last night, but male players think He Zhenglin is a good person. He reached out during the crisis and formed an accident with his team. He Zhenglin will also help. As for why not looking for Chen Caixing to form a team, maybe the eldest sister Yuan Yuan’s head is not easy to provoke, and the right face is saying to provoke me to kill.
"Wen Jun, are you okay? Would you like to drink some saliva?" He Zhenglin noticed that the girl had been covering her belly, her face was pale, and her forehead was cold and sweaty.
Zhao Wenjun said weakly: "I have a stomachache and hit the tree yesterday."
"Have you rubbed the medicine? Would you like to take a break?" He Zhenglin expressed a worried expression, and said, "This will not work, I will talk to the elder sister who led the team."
The male player next to him actually suspected that Zhao Wenjun was dragging his legs weakly, but it was not good to show his indifferent expression. Who knows if he will be injured in the future?
"Okay, thank you Brother Ho."
He Zhenglin walked a few steps quickly and said in a loud voice: "Sister Yuan, Wen Jun is injured, can you rest and apply a medicine?"
Chen Caixing glanced back, the girl stooped in pain and her face was pale, so she nodded and said, "Then, wouldn't she apply medicine before?"
In the morning, there is a trimming time.
Zhao Wenjun couldn’t stand up because of the pain. He crouched weakly and said,
It’s sprayed, but it’s getting more and more painful now...
Zhao Wenjun opened his T-shirt in disregard of the presence of other men. Wearing a thick bruise.
Chen Caixing inexplicably thought that the NPC had said, ‘Don’t be seriously injured and die.’
"Like a broken internal organ." Cheng Lifeng said with a frown.
Zhao Wenjun also realized the seriousness. Bean's cold sweat slipped and said nervously: "No, it's not like this when spraying in the morning."
"Hurry up and take out the cloak, maybe it will save you." Liao Jing's eyes turned and said, taking the opportunity.
Zhao Wenjun wouldn’t believe this statement if she was put in her sober state, but now she couldn’t stand the pain. The dead horse became a living horse doctor, quickly pulled out her pink cloak from the game backpack, shaking her hand and wrapping herself up, But it's getting more and more painful and useless...
'vomit'.
Zhao Wenjun vomited a big gulp of blood, splashed on the cloak, and grasped the cloak tightly in his hand, shouting so painful, and then slammed, Zhao Wenjun split the whole person, began to spread from the abdomen, a cloak was invaded by blood dye.
Too fast, no one expected, the person who had just spoken suddenly burst.
When everyone did not respond, Liao Jing had already shot, grabbed the corner of the cloak, and shook it off. The meat wrapped in it was thrown away, and said: "It’s an eye-catching death, but the cloak turned red, mine. ."
Quickly tucked into his backpack.
Only the torn body was left on the grass. The blood was sucked clean by the cloak. Zhao Wenjun's head widened and he couldn't understand how to die.
In fact, the cloak is not red, it is slightly heavier than the pale pink color, almost orange-red.
The crowd reacted and glanced at Jing Jing Jing, but nobody asked, but instead a few steps away from Zhao Wenjun's body. He Zhenglin asked: "How did it die? Even if it hits the internal organs of a tree and ruptures and dies, it shouldn't be cracked. This method of death."
It's weird.
Don't care about taking the cloak with Liao Jing, because the opponent has already taken it and put it in the game backpack, even if the Liao Jing is slaughtered, the backpack will not fall. If things will fall, a large number of players will kill players for backpacking. When Zhao Wenjun was dead, he had no use value. He could not justify and question the dead, so he added an enemy for no reason.
He Zhenglin asked the death method, this is about the player himself, what is the death condition? Just avoid it next time.
Chen Caixing saw through the thoughts of these people, even if he knew nothing, he didn't want to say anything, he turned directly to Lao Cheng and left.
Liao Jing got the cloak and said proudly, "You and me, use a cloak tonight."
He saw that he had many enemies, and of course he needed a helper. The female player smiled and said that you are so good Barabara, but in fact only you know what you want.
There is no danger during the day, and the encounter with the animals is also excited by the players, and their cloaks are still lacking in color.
Two deer were released, and four players swarmed up, and now the whole team has one man and one woman without cloaks. Liao Jing took Zhao Wenjun's cloak and put it on the deer for a long time, and the color didn't change. It seems that every day the cloak blood is quantitative.
"Sister Yuan, don't you need it?" He Zhenglin put away his cloak, looked at and said, "The deer blood on the ground has not dried yet."
"No, we fight ourselves."
At noon, I eat while walking. The cloak stained with deer blood turns orange. Six players have to relax a lot. Last night's experience told players that the cloak can really shelter them. At three o'clock in the afternoon, as usual, find a water source camp, stay Qianxia to see the tent, Chen Caixing and Lao Cheng go to the river.
"Zhao Wenjun's death is split."
Cheng Lifeng nodded and repeated the NPC's message, "Severe injuries will kill people. It meant that, but why?"
"The earliest version of Little Red Riding Hood, Little Red Riding Hood carrying a basket, which contained what her mother asked her to give to her grandmother, including a glass bottle." Chen Caixing briefly recounted the contents of Little Red Riding Hood. "The cracked Zhao Wenjun is not like a broken bottle. ?"
It was very similar, bursting apart in a split.
Cheng Lifeng said: "You said we are bottles?"
"There are bottles and little red hoods." The red cloak was not dyed white. Chen Caixing couldn't think of anything. Currently, he can only get this. "I always feel that this world is not as difficult as this. I have given such great shelter, and putting on a red cloak can restrain things in the forest--"
"Little Red Riding Hood will eventually be eaten by the big bad wolf." Chen Caixing whispered.
Cheng Lifeng said: "Be careful, you don't need a cloak." After that, I wanted to say: "There are hunters, hunters are alive."
Who is the hunter?
Can't figure it out.
The two still dyed their cloaks in case they were safe. When dyeing the cloak, Chen Caixing noticed that there were eyes watching them from a distance, without knowing the players who knew the ghosts. When he did not find it, he dyed the cloak and returned the same way. Cheng Lifeng noticed and whispered, "He Zhenglin."
This person is not a good old man.
But no one was in the team.
Yuan Qianxia sat in front of the tent and played a game. He looked like an Internet addicted teenager, but before Chen Caixing approached, he put away the game console and stood up and said, "Master, do you want to cook?"
"Poof, return master, so messy." Liao Jing chuckled softly.
Yuan Qianxia glanced coldly.
Bar fine a spanking expression, but seeing that beautiful woman approached, curled his lip and walked away.
After making their own dinners, they waited after dark. Liao Jing said: "What kind of tents are still in place? Anyway, I have to go to the tree at night and just sleep on the tree."
Except for the female player who did not have a cloak to support the match, everyone else ignored it. Liao Jing was bored without getting a response.
Lottery night vigil.
Today, Liao Jing was drawn.
In fact, I can still sleep for a few hours, otherwise the game will give players a chance to breathe. Besides, the player has already found the tree and turned the rope chain, as long as the vigil shouted and quickly climbed the tree.
"You have worked hard, are enough snacks?" Chen Caixing took out Qianxia's favorite snacks. Yuan Qianxia has no game backpack, only a small school bag.
Yuan Qianxia nodded and said, "Enough. Master, rest, I'm not tired."
Night fell, just like last night, in the fire burning, players quickly fell asleep as soon as they got into the sleeping bag.
"Hey, little fart boy, what kind of host is it, is she what you? Is Mao Changqi already?" Liao Jingzui asked Yuan Qianxia in a mean and sly manner.
Yuan Qianxia held the game console and raised his head to look at the eye bar, his cold eyes faintly turned red, but soon disappeared. Leng Jing was looked at with a cold heart, trembling, and then watched the little fart boy bow his head to play the game, what red? Dazzled, but cautiously, Liao Jing took out his cloak and wrapped himself.
The wind and the jumping sound arrived as scheduled, even earlier than last night.
"Master is here."
"Brother Cheng."
Yuan Qianxia woke up the two and said, "There is something else tonight."
"Zhao Wenjun? Deer? Hippo?" These are the animals that the players and he and Lao Cheng killed.
Yuan Qianxia said: "There are crows with more resentment."
Chen Caixing thought of the crows he killed last night. There was a feeling of retribution. The game forced the players to wear a cloak.
I think there is something wrong with the cloak.
It would be nice if there was ‘Hunter’ news, not so hard.
There are still black eggs and Yuan 90 thousand have not appeared yet? Chen Caixing actually has a status of two people who will be ‘hunters’, but for safety’s sake, I’ll try again tonight.
Wraith's bones arrived as scheduled, and Liao Jing fell asleep, and no one meant it. Gang Jing was pecked at the hair by the crow, his scalp bleeds and bleeds. He woke up instantly and quickly put on his cloak hat. He was wrapped in a cape, but the crow was still talking without stopping. The cloak would not bleed but would hurt.
These things will be stronger tonight.
Although there is a cloak to protect the player's life, it will not make you happy.
There are also large white bones ramming and stomping, and players quickly turn over the tree.
Chen Caixing and Cheng Lifeng useless cloaks. The two climbed very high, almost on the treetops, crows flew up, Chen Caixing fired from a distance, Cheng Lifeng melee, plus Yuan Qianxia stood by, no problem at all.
Another tossing night.
The moon is not seeming, but is obviously wider than last night.
"Time is not right, you have to speed it up."
Chen Caixing put away his bow and arrow and moved his wrist. Today he felt a trace of fatigue. If the intensity increases again tomorrow night, he thinks that the cloak will soon be put on.
After falling to the ground, other players took off their cloaks and their bodies were obviously bruised. Of course, the most serious ones were the male and female players without cloaks. The two of them had colored limbs and blood. If it was the same intensity as last night, one with a cloak would do well, but the attack is stronger. Of course, the one with a cloak first protects himself.
"A cloak is still flying so high, I haven't heard that we are calling for help." The female player was very badly injured and complained.
Chen Caixing looked over and said lightly: "It's too high to hear. Why should I save you? Do you think I have a Virgin face?"
Female players: ...
Not only did she not have the face of the Virgin, but she looked like she was going to kill her again.
Anyway, no one died at night, they all survived. After finishing the wound, it took breakfast and set off again. The forest seemed to be endless, players were tired and painful, all wounds were protesting, and no cloak of animal hunting was found along the way.
So the team complained more and more, just when Chen Caixing couldn't help but want to shoot, they went out of the forest.
A golden glow around the forest border has arrived in the afternoon.
"Are we here yet?"
"Only in two days?"
"No, it is in the deepest part of the forest, and now it is out of the forest."
"Why not, maybe the deepest part of the forest is the forest."
Nonsense to each other, but the pace is quicker, the forest can't stand it anymore.
Outside the forest is a plain, a gentle of endless grass. Cheng Lifeng took out the map and glanced, and gave the players who thought he had arrived at the right time, "To cross this plain and go further is the deepest part of the forest."
"Not yet! How long will it take!" Liao Jing complained dissatisfiedly.
Cheng Lifeng was unreasonable.
He Zhenglin said: "I haven't dyed the cloak today. Hurry up and find the prey. It will be dark for a while. Don't forget the crow yesterday..."
Speaking of crows, players thought of pain all over.
"Look! There are elephants, are they elephants? It's so big, it must be enough to dye the cloak."
A player is pointing at the distant hillside.
So far, that guy is very big, and he must be bigger when he gets closer.
With good vision, Chen Caixing could see clearly.
There is a small green dot on the head of a black lacquered dragon?
This group of people is really not afraid of death. ? ?