Hearing Gongsun Wuming's words, Mu En was stunned. After a few breaths, he spoke out: "What, why is it nothing?"

"What do you think?" Narasha asked back.

"I think you want to kill them." Lindmuren pointed to the place where the image just appeared.

"How good is it for me to do it here? They were lying in the instrument. I took a knife and died one by one." Narasha once again looked at Lidemuen with an idiot's eyes.

Muen's eyes were turned around and he felt that it was right. It was very easy to kill two people who entered the training ground. Otherwise, why would Commander Yu Danghe take the team to protect him? However, the targets of his vigilance were not included in Gongsun Wuming. If she wanted to kill, she would kill him.

"Then you have to have a purpose, right? Did you accidentally open it? Sleepwalking?"

"I did it on purpose. Didn't you see the gesture that Gongsun Yuyan said to close the image before? She drew it."

"Ah? She asked you to open it? Then... it's over, Yumang..." Mu En realized and thought to himself, it was so sinister.

At this time, the image is turned on and then suddenly turned off. Others will definitely think that it was a mistake and something went wrong.

In the image just now, two people cut wood. What are the things to do when cutting wood? Naturally, they make wooden rafts, and then go downstream. The place with three-color grass is where other rivers gather. It doesn’t take long to go along with the water. Several tributaries will join together, and the speed of the wooden rafts will fly fast.

But now it is still some time before dawn, and the Yumang people should send people in at this moment, and then use all means to tell other teams where the target is.

Wait until they arrive at the place...

Muen really didn't dare to think about it anymore, and only knew that Yumang would stay with the two of them in the future without any continuous pitfalls.

The Yumang really moved. The person who was paying attention to the situation saw the image turned on in advance and was immediately closed. He reported it immediately. The person above simply sent someone to inform other combat troops as soon as possible.

The people passed. In the relatively quiet night, various special animal calls sounded and spread layer by layer to the outside. Then more than thirty small teams of feathers rushed towards one place, including ordinary people with very weak combat power. As for other teams, they were too far away from the target and could only move forward at a normal speed.

The lit torches discharge long dragons. From time to time, ordinary people are bitten to death by poisonous snakes, poisonous insects, and others are killed by poor antibodies. Some people get poisoned on the thorns because they are scratched by thorns. Any poisoned place will be rushed in a few seconds, but it doesn't hurt or numb. Whenever they press the wound and swollen part, they will have special nerves that make people want to press more and become addicted. It's similar to the time when the blue and purple place is not pressed in a certain place after blood stasis.

If Yumang releases the image, the audience will intuitively feel how dangerous it is. Even if the thorns are broken, they can poison people. It is not ordinary to chase and be chased in this place.

There are many long dragons composed of torches, mainly held by ordinary people in the past, and they gathered towards a place, but the light of the torches cannot shine far. Today, there is fog and it is still very large. Perhaps it will take some time to slowly dissipate after the sun comes out.

Ju Luoduoqiang outside already knew the situation. He asked: "Did they choose today on purpose?"

"Well!" Narasha nodded: "They have been there for many days and have an understanding of the local environment. In fact, when it was dark before, the fog had already risen."

Ju Luoduoqiang smiled with a gratitude and said, "After this battle, they became famous in one battle."

"It's guaranteed, because the image will be turned on later, you can see the dead feathers through their perspective. Last time the feathers are hidden, I think what else can they do?" Narasha said with a smile on her lips.

She and Gongsun Murong were preparing to become famous before, but Yu Mang refused to release the images, so she was going to do it again and release the images herself.

But just as many people were planning to kill each other, an image suddenly appeared.

In the image, a team of five people appeared first. The number of people was not important. What was important was the tattoo on the hands of the five people. It was a woman looking forward, with a leaf in front, and a blurred figure on the leaves.

"That year's assassin." Some viewers shouted out immediately.

In an instant, countless people began to speak out.

“That year.”

"That's right, that year."

"Are the assassins coming up?"

"As for it? Even the assassins were dispatched that year when dealing with two people."

"Who? So rich."

"What? What are you talking about? What happened that year?"

"Child, have you been online? I didn't know that year?"

"I have to know? Then do you know what my dog ​​is named? Just like you, really, come on, be good, call me."

"You dare to compare the assassin that year to a dog. You're done, wait for death."

"Call it again."

"Gangtong.com, stop talking about it. It's really overwhelming that year. I tell you that year was an assassin organization, established by a woman, established for a man. If Yumang is a mercenary in the sun, then that year is a shadow in the dark. It is said that there is an indescribable and unknown connection between Yumang and that year."

"Yes, if the feathered beam took away all the light of the world, there would be another statement that year."

"I said, if I have not been far away in my life, I may have tears. Is it possible that the mirage in the sea city that I know that the moment is permanent? Occasionally, after chatting for many years, I can recall the crowd. The clouds are still wandering and the water is still flowing, and you are warm in spring and I am in autumn."

As soon as it was explained, a brief tranquility appeared.

Then the image changed. When the perspective was changed, five people stood on a high mountain. A mountain appeared in front of the mountain. There was a hole in the mountain, and smoke was coming out of the hole. There were many people wearing feathered clothes lying there. The camera was closer. The lying people looked painful on their faces, their faces were ashen, and their orifices were bleeding.

There was also a faint sound from another cave that had already killed sixteen teams due to cigarettes. Why are you so careless?

Then a sound inserted by the editor came in and the arrangement of the two men of the God Kingdom of Bizhanlu played a role. If we count the voice, and the ones that are dead here now, there are a total of twenty-five teams. As for whether there are other traps that have been hit, it is not clear yet.

The Internet continued to be quiet, and then suddenly broke out and an uproar.

"My grass, so much has died?"

"No wonder they don't show the images."

"Haha, but that's the case, the feather light will take away all the light of the world? Are you sure you took it away? It was not pretending by concealment?"

"The feathers of twenty-five squads were smoked to death. Ha, can I listen to it as a joke?"

"I remember that two people were recovering from injuries in the cave at that time. There was really someone who forced me to pick up the branch and play with smoke? Or feathers, my worldview has been subverted."

"Who is it? Who opened the image before dawn? You are going to kill the hero! I'm so stubborn."

"Stop talking, I want to cry, the hero actually died at his own hands. Sure enough, I am not afraid of opponents like gods, but I am afraid of teammates like pigs."

"Is it OK once? Everyone pretends that they have never seen the image that suddenly appeared and turned off just now, and they will be re-installed."
Chapter completed!