Chapter 26

Entering the cave, the effect of the ring of three corpses has been closed. The white pine doesn't pay too much attention to walking because of the ghost cloak.

In the line of sight, only tofu milk moves forward carefully and slowly. Because it is directly looking for the box this time, it will not attract the hatred of other puppets.

There is a branch wall hole in front, which is also the destination of this time. Bai Song didn't show up until he survived alone.

Although they showed the way to Bai Song, Bai Song still appeared later. After all, the terrain here is still very complex. If they appear first, it will inevitably make people suspicious.

"Lying trough, you two little bitches smash, leaving me alone in the back." tofu milk arrived last, complaining like a little complaining woman.

Bai Song ignored the sour eyes of tofu milk and looked into the cave. There was a small box on the middle platform. Bai Song knew that the thing in it was a medal. He didn't use it. He had to give it to the two people to hand over the task.

Under the high platform, there is a very fat insect about the size of an adult resting.

After killing the ground worm, the first kill may explode the silver weapon. They both need the things in the box, and the distribution must be their own priority. If these two people don't even have this demeanor, they will waste their reputation in their previous lives.

"How are you going to fight this thing?" Bai Song looked at them curiously. He knew the bug's weakness and precautions, and wanted to see their ability.

"We tried to fight with one bow before, but as long as the ground bug is attacked from a distance, it will get into the ground. Then it will drill out of the ground and directly attack the back row, and it will produce small bugs." here, the tofu milk reluctantly shook its head: "my defense is too low to carry, you are crispy."

At this time, Bai Song interrupted, "tofu, did you have a flying skill before?"

"Yes." the tofu milk nodded.

"Can you control the landing point?" Bai Song asked again.

"Landing point?" the tofu milk asked in surprise, "can you still control the landing point? Isn't the skill set by the system? Isn't it released directly according to the instructions given by the system?"

"Why do you have to follow the system instructions?" Bai Song asked. He won't teach tofu milk directly. It's time for Bai Song to ask. Can he understand that it's his business.

After listening to the tofu milk, he wanted to say something, but an idea passed through his mind. He was stunned and said after a while, "I'll try."

With that, the tofu milk was about to walk towards the ground insect, but the white pine grabbed it.

"Wait for me."

After that, Bai Song started sneaking and walked outside. Before long, Bai Song took out several abandoned pickaxes from his backpack.

"What is this?" the bean curd kneaded its nose, indicating that it was puzzled.

Even living alone looked at the white pine with a surprised face.

"Separate these pickaxes and wooden sticks, and then bury them in the soil and insert half of them on the ground. After a while, the tofu will be higher towards the hammer as much as possible, and these are the falling points." Bai Song explained as he arranged.

"Can you still play like this?" tofu milk and living alone looked at each other and saw surprise from each other's eyes.

Seeing that both of them were standing in the same place, Bai Song said angrily, "Why are you stunned? Come and help."

"Oh, come, come." the tofu milk hurriedly came and helped me. When I saw that I was still standing alone, the tofu milk urged me, "lie in the trough, you can help me too."

"If you follow this idea, I'm afraid it's not enough here. I'll go outside and pick up some more." after that, I drove out alone.

At this time, the ground bug was living a sweet and happy life in a dream like an innocent baby, but it suddenly felt a dull hammer. It slowly opened its eyes. It found itself flying in the air. The feeling of flying in the air intoxicated it.

As ground creatures, whether human or animal, they are full of fantasies about the sky. In the last century, there were great men who tied themselves with hydrogen balloons in order to heaven. It goes without saying the end.

The pleasure of flying in the air soon passed, replaced by the pain like a sword through the heart. It struggled and wriggled, and saw three humans talking to each other with a smile.

"Tofu, you are pretty good. You just fall on the iron tip."

"It's mainly brother song. You arranged it well."

Of course, it doesn't understand human language, and it doesn't know that this is human shameless boasting to each other. It is very angry and bumps into the mocking human with pain. But the man was so flexible that he couldn't hit it. After a while, the hammer hit him again.

What this flying in the air brings to it is no longer the pleasure of flying in the air, but an unknown fear. The pain comes again as promised. After repeating this two or three times, it finally couldn't stand it. It felt that it would be played to death if it went on like this.

"Hey, don't laugh at tofu milk. The ground insects are going into a violent state." Bai Song quickly reminded tofu milk.

Tofu milk was playing very smoothly and had an inflated mentality. At this time, when I heard the reminder, I took it seriously and took precautions quickly.

I almost forgot that this thing has a big plan.

Countless small insects fall from the ground insects. The first one to bear the brunt is tofu milk. Tofu milk, a person with a sledgehammer, has no way to face these small insects.

"Lying in the trough, I feel I'm going to hang up." the tofu milk bit off the blood bottle and poured it into the import, but it's like a drop in the bucket. It's going to hang up.

System prompt: the player "one meter free" has withdrawn from the team.

At this time, a system message pops up, which makes them a little silly.

"Wocao, brother song, what are you doing?" tofu milk wanted to pick up the sledgehammer to resist, but Bai Song's blade was fast and cruel. It was obvious that he wanted to hit him for seconds.

"Does he want to swallow his hand alone? But he's not like that."

Tofu milk could not help being in infinite despair. She survived alone, raised the bow in her hand, but put it down again. Her eyes frowned and didn't know what she was thinking.

The tofu milk with closed eyes was ready to hang up, but after a while, he was not only not stabbed by a knife, but also not bitten by a small insect.

+15、+20、+18、+19......

Tofu milk was full of doubts, "eh? What's going on?"

"Bean curd, you're standing and drying your hair." Bai Song scolded with a knife.

Tofu milk woke up like a dream. With the high frequency of white pine, tofu milk kept rolling on the ground to get rid of those insects.

"Don't throw these insects away. They won't kill you. Go directly to the boss." Bai Song asked the tofu milk to get up from the ground.