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Chapter 037

Ling Feng walked forward carefully a few steps and felt that the inspector could detect him, so he began to shout in a low voice: "Is Brother Basten ahead?"

As for why he was calling Basten, it was because Ling Feng knew that Gulit was one of the first people to be injured. When Ling Feng went to check the Holy Beast, he obviously saw that Simon was seriously injured. In addition, Fenecher was exhausted and he probably couldn't recover without a certain amount of time. I guess only Basten was suitable for patrolling tonight.

However, the result was beyond Ling Feng's expectations. As soon as his shout passed, a more excited voice sounded not far away: "Brother Ling Feng, is it really you?" It was Gulite, who had the most harmonious relationship with Ling Feng.

Ling Feng rushed over when he saw Gulite, and was very excited and asked, "Brother Gulite, your injury is healed?"

"I haven't recovered yet, but it's still OK to deal with the inspection mission." Gulite said indifferently about his injuries. However, Ling Feng still vaguely saw some of his concerns.

"What's wrong?" Ling Feng asked, "All everyone is okay?"

"Let's go, talk while walking." Gulite pulled Ling Feng away. When he arrived at the rest, Ling Feng's arrival made everyone very happy, especially Slan. There was a clear hint of resentment in his eyes when he looked at Ling Feng.

Just now, Gulit told Ling Feng that after he left alone, everyone was worried. When Fenicele and the other two came back, they found that Simon was seriously injured. Although Fenicele was not seriously injured and could recover as long as they had time to rest, everyone obviously no longer had much hope for this mission. Drogba even proposed to interrupt the mission and immediately evacuate the advanced Warcraft area.

Catherine and Slan naturally disagreed, and the three of them started arguing. One side insisted on completing the task, but the other side stated that their master was injured, and staying here would definitely be even more dangerous.

Thinking about everyone's current situation, everyone understands Drogba's mood. In the end, Basten suggested that, given that it was already afternoon, it was obvious that returning to the next resting place was a bit hasty. In addition, Fenicele needs to rest as soon as possible, and Ling Feng, among the members, has not returned yet, so everyone will rest on the spot for one night and decide tomorrow morning to see the situation.

Subsequently, Basten also explained Simon's injury.

At that time, facing more than a dozen eighth-level moths, it was almost impossible to avoid being injured. If Fenicele had not performed very well, Basten would have followed Simon's footsteps. If that were the case, the consequences would have been unimaginable. However, relying on Fenicele's extraordinary performance alone was obviously not enough. Just when Fenicele was about to hold on, a powerful momentum suddenly appeared in the entire fight.

The three of Basten and the other two were fine, but the moths surrounding them ran away in an instant. Only then did the three of them escape.

After hearing Basten's words, everyone was afraid and began to guess what situation would make a group of eighth-level monsters escape. If there weren't such an accident, the three masters of the Star Level might not be able to come back. I believe that everyone would be wiped out in this mission.

Ling Feng naturally knew that the powerful aura was emitted by Yakuta and the Red Blood Ape. Unexpectedly, they fought and actually saved Fenechel and the other two indirectly. It seems that they will thank you very much next time they meet.

After seeing Ling Feng Wugao, the eight people did not blame Ling Feng for leaving the team without authorization, nor did they ask him what he was going to do, nor did they have any interest in celebrating. They meditated and continued to sleep. There was a shadow in everyone's hearts. Moreover, they didn't even dare to light a bonfire at night, let alone make loud noises. Even if they had any opinions about Ling Feng, they would probably have to wait until dawn before talking.

Basten continued to stay and take care of the injured members. Gulite patted Ling Feng on the shoulder, signaling him to have a good rest, and then went to patrol again. The current situation is that, except for the magician Rijkald, who is not suitable for night patrol, it seems that only Gulite, a half-injured, is here to do this. You can't let Drogba go. Not only do they have little experience, they also have to take care of their master Simon.

Ling Feng walked over to see Simon's injury. It was quite serious, but fortunately there was no life-threatening danger. He wanted to find a place to sit down, but saw Slan waving his hand to let him go. Ling Feng couldn't help but start to have a headache.

Slan was in a relatively sideways position. Although she was a woman, she was not injured. Under the current circumstances, Rijkaard and Slan were undoubtedly sitting on the periphery of everyone even when they were resting.

After Ling Feng sat down next to Slan, Slan asked in a low voice: "You were not injured, are you?"

Ling Feng shook his head. Feeling Slan's desire to speak but stop, Ling Feng knew what she wanted to ask, but she couldn't tell the truth, right? If she told her that she had gone to see the Holy Beast and her relationship with the Holy Beast looked pretty good, she even found a few dark lightning marten monster eggs under the leadership of the Holy Beast, and she probably would have treated him as a madman immediately.

So Ling Feng simply said nothing, and Slan couldn't do anything to him.

In fact, Ling Feng was still very moved by the concern for him that Slan clearly revealed. She thought that she had experienced the disappointment of attracting the dark lightning mink throughout the whole day, and then she had to worry about Ling Feng's departure. Seeing Fenecher's collapse and Simon's injury, Slan's mental state was already very good.

The night in the forest gradually became deeper and the two of them didn't say anything anymore.

As a magician, Slan could only meditate and meditate instead of rest, but at this time, how could she calm down and meditate? In a trance, she finally couldn't resist fatigue and fell asleep.

Ling Feng glanced at Silan, and she leaned on his shoulder while she was asleep. Ling Feng didn't care. Instead, on such a night, he felt particularly warm. Perhaps, the star shining in the sky was the sun in the Milky Way, and there was Ling Feng's hometown.

...

When it was dawn, everyone took care of their own clothes and other things. Gulite, who was in charge of the inspection, had already returned, but Ling Feng disappeared.

Could it be that another person ran out? Slan thought so in his heart.

Not only Slan thought so, but others, including Gulite, also thought so. But what made Gulite feel strange was that no one noticed Ling Feng's departure last night. Although everyone's vigilance was a little relaxed because of someone's patrol, it seems too outrageous if someone left without knowing it.

"Forget it, I don't know when he left. Let's have some breakfast first." Basten said, and instead asked Fenicele, "How is it, how much has he recovered?"

After all, Ling Feng's departure is not a big deal than Fenice's strength recovery. If Fenice did not recover his strength, the group would definitely evacuate from this advanced monster area today. Ling Feng's strength is much less than him, so it is better to have him one more. This is due to Ling Feng's power system magic.

And a star-level expert like Fenicell is completely different.

So, when he heard Basten's question, everyone looked at Fenechel Slan and Catherine, and even looked expectant.

But Fenechel sighed and said, "Oh... 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 some decisions, they all silently began to sort out things and prepared to evacuate. For a moment, the atmosphere also became more dull.

However, Slan was on the side at this time and suddenly shouted: "Mr. Rijkald, what is this?" It attracted everyone's attention. She saw an egg-shaped stone-shaped thing on her hand, with a gray-black skin flashing in the morning light.
Chapter completed!
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