There is not much air in the air bottle, and the vigorous exercise consumes oxygen too quickly.

The night was not pleasant, and the feathered ones were also ineffective.

The remaining feathers did not rush up. They sat down and looked at the two targeted figures and one hundred full-belt nights with a smile on their faces.

A man smiled and said, "Hehe, when we set up this plan, we were not ready to survive. We originally thought that we could kill you with poisonous smoke, but we didn't expect that you were prepared, but it was useless. The poisonous smoke could last for a long time. If you were not poisoned to death, you would also be suffocated to death. We succeeded, and our Yumang had no task that could not be completed, no matter how difficult the process was."

While listening to him, Narasha crawled into a 'door' next to her and shook her head: "The space is too small."

Gongsun Murong was throwing things on the ground.

People in the night try hard to slow down their heartbeat, activate internal energy, use the only little oxygen on their heart and head, and minimize the oxygen consumption of other parts of the body.

They were waiting for Gongsun Yuyan and Gongsun Qiangqi to reverse, because Gongsun Qiangqi would not do useless work.

Yumang's people were still there and said: "Yumang wants to thank you two. You have made us understand that we cannot be proud. Don't worry, your body will not be destroyed, nor will it be preserved as a spoil. As long as the person who posted the mission takes a look, it will burn it if it is confirmed, and then spread it in the wind. Remember, don't be enemies with Yumang in the future, Yumang... said to do it."

The audience outside listened to the sound and looked at the scene, and they were silent.

The audience of Gou Bi Zhanlu Si Divine Kingdom had no intention of scolding Yumang, and the others could not be interested in gloating because Yumang paid the price, and the myth of the two people in the Gongsun family being undefeated was also broken.

Moreover, the people who died slowly in the entire hall were the most painful. This picture may still be taken out many years later.

Is it a classic of tactics? a textbook of traps? or a heroic or helpless death?

Others gave up, but Gongsun Murong lit the things he took out, and there was still thick smoke. However, after the cigarette appeared, it pushed the original cigarette away.

It is obvious that the smoke that appears later is denser and can be viscous, while not blending with other smokes.

After lighting the cigarette, Gongsun Murong and Narasha carried the night where they were still sitting there and threw it into the cigarette one by one.

Then Narasha ordered: "Take off the hood, open the small box inside with your hands, and inject the potion. You will feel suffocated, but at least the smoke is not poisonous. Quick."

Ye Se quickly moved, so their faces had changed color.

They took off the hood, and it turned out that there was no poison in the cigarette. They continued to hold it in, then opened the box, took out the potion inside and stabbed it on themselves.

Gongsun Murong and Narasha also took out a potion and injected it into herself.

Then one hundred and two people were waiting, their bodies trembling, and the bodies in the instruments outside trembled simultaneously.

"Report, the combat value is increasing. 199:1, 199:2...199:8..."

The night observer shouted for a report, and at this moment he was stunned, with hope in his eyes.

This image will be broadcast immediately.

The audience outside was also stunned when they saw it.

Then a smart man cried so much that he was so happy that he shouted: "It's so awesome. I know what they want to do. They want to increase the battle value to 200. They can choose to come back or change the map when they reach 200. That's right, they all have 199 battle value. The night color can actually rise up long ago, but they need to stay on this map to perform tasks."
Chapter completed!