Global Monster Online

The maze on the second floor is darker than the first floor, and the number of people is much smaller. Zhao Nan is at the entrance, and at the same time the exit of the dungeon. The entrance of each layer of the maze can directly leave the instance, and you can enter the next time but you need to start from the first floor.

There are a lot of players gathered here, the number is about a hundred people, sitting in twos and threes separately. Their faces were a little haggard, some were wounded on their bodies, and their faces looked painful.

And more is fear.

In the second-tier maze, the level of ordinary monsters is 15-16. For players in the early 10s, it is too difficult to deal with.

Not many people care about the entry of Zhao Nan and Feinina, because they have watched a lot. After a glance, the two of them left directly under many mocking eyes.

"Look, there are two more who are not afraid of death."

"I guess I can see them soon, or I won't see them." Someone whistled and shouted from a distance: "Friend, add a friend, maybe I can collect your body!"

It's just that people have gone far, and the whistleblower laughed a little bit of sorrow, and continued to brag with his companions around him, saying that he had hit a few monsters here, in this way to alleviate the depressive emotions here.

"These people are obviously running out of ammunition and food, why are they reluctant to leave?"

Feinina didn't quite understand many things, like those who were resting just now, or actions like Zhao Nan that seemed to be very familiar with everything. It's just that there are some things she chooses to ask, and some will just wait to be told.

"Experience."

Zhao Nan touched the wall here, knocked, and whispered while turning back: "The monsters here are too high for players at this stage. Even if you can't go deep, hitting small monsters on the edge is an upgrade than going out to do quests. Come quickly."

"US?"

"No, let's go through the second floor first."

Zhao Nan was still beating and beating, until the end of the second-level maze, only to stop this kind of behavior with a little disappointment.

The "End of the World" guild's mark suddenly appeared here. This is exactly the same entrance as the end of the first floor, with huge hexagram magic, huge teleporting spar, and a little bit of blood like plum blossoms, as well as some traces of magic skills.

It seems that several guilds have passed the second level. Zhao Nan muttered, touching the teleporting spar. At this moment, no guard monster appeared. It seemed that they had just passed, otherwise the monsters would have spawned and attacked.

Zhao Nan squinted at the eye-catching mark of the "End of the World" guild, sighed, and finally chose to go directly to the third floor. Although I don't want to let go of the guards here, it's a pity that the mark is here, and the players who follow the mark will naturally reach it soon.

...

It was like being drenched in silky milk, after the feeling of transmission disappeared, a dim red appeared in front of the eyes.

This is just like the feeling when the blood stains just air-dried, a fishy smell can be smelled in the air. Finina wrinkled her nose, and instantly covered half of her face.

"Sea, buddy!"

When the line of sight was clear, the slightly pleasant voice hit Zhao Nan's ears... it was Gao Mingyang's voice.

Compared with the entrance and exit on the second floor, there are more people sitting here, but there are only four groups of people.

Zhao Nan's expression remained unchanged, his eyes swept across the "Blood Shadow" guild without pausing.

Then there is the "Purgatory" guild. Zhao Nan saw Xi Menyu, and a strong man next to him whispered in Xi Menyu's ear. Zhao Nan and this strong man have met twice. One time it was a trade stall, and one time it was for "darkness" things.

Xi Menyu lightly nodded towards Zhao Nan, his eyes do not know what he meant, his face calm. Zhao Nan nodded slightly and turned back to the other party, his eyes continued to sweep over another group with a different number of people.

This is estimated to be the "Guardian Knights" guild, and finally the "end of the world" with the least number of people.

Zhao Nan thought about meeting Gao Mingyang in the dungeon, but never thought that he would meet under such circumstances, and the other party would first recognize each other.

Gao Mingyang's wit won Zhao Nan's smile. He doesn't know what the name ‘Zhao Nan’ means to ‘Blood Shadow’. It's just that he has chosen to conceal it, he simply said "Hi" and called a buddy.

"come here!"

Gao Mingyang beckoned, his face shining brightly. But only Gao Xiang beside him could see, that touch of moist nape, it was cold sweat.

In addition to Gao Mingyang, Zhao Nan also saw many acquaintances. Xu Fei, Gao Xiang, and Xu Feng were naturally among them, but they didn't expect to see Xu Yang here.

The female teacher's eyes were a little flickering, she looked at the two people coming, then lowered her head, and silently chewed the elf biscuits in her hands. Mouth by mouth, the expression is like chewing wax.

The number of Gao Mingyang here is less than 30 people, some of them with some injuries, awkwardly looking at the dark red road ahead. When Zhao Nan came, his anxiety turned into curiosity.

"Really, you make me easy to find for a while!"

Gao Mingyang got up and draped Zhao Nan's shoulders, pulled it over, and suddenly muttered: "I will ask you to help you go out and buy some blood rejuvenation and mail it back. You two quickly leave! I didn't make a guild badge. They don't know if you are not. Our guild."

Zhao Nan was silent for a moment, just about to speak.

A scream broke the silence at this time.

"I recognize him, he killed the coach!!"

Within the camp of the ‘Guardian Knight’ in front, a person pointed angrily. His face was reddish, probably because of excitement and his fingers trembling slightly. "Brother Zhang, this is the man who killed the coach! I will never admit it! It is him, Zhao Nan!"

Zhao Nan!

This name has filled the ears of players in Dongyuan City in the past two days. The first thing that reacted was not a young man next to this person, but the unified standing voice of the "Blood Shadow" guild.

"You, is Zhao Nan?"

In the "Blood Shadow", a strong man raised his eyebrows, his eyes were frowning vigorously, and his eyelids were wrinkled like an old man in his seventies or eighties.

"This person is Luo Kewen. After Zuo Panglong died, the "Blood Shadow" is temporarily up to him... Buddy, quietly ask one, that Zhao Nan just has the same name and last name as you?"

Gao Mingyang was in a cold sweat next to him, swallowing and spitting heavily.

"I am." Zhao Nan looked at Luo Kewen calmly.

"Okay! You killed Zuo Panglong?"

"no."

Faint as stagnant, Zhao Nan answered the opponent directly without even shaking his head.

Rockwen's face was startled, his fists were swollen, and the muscles on his arms swelled up. People are like murder weapons. He gritted his teeth and said: "A lie! It's you!"

Zhao Nan squinted at Luo Kewen. He can easily judge himself, in addition to the same name, probably the other party also has some of his own characteristics. It’s just that it’s not written on it. There is only a name alone. It is estimated that the other party does not want to let go of any guy named "Zhao Nan".

This approach is truly correct.

Zhao Nan blew a whistle lightly and blinked, "Please wait a moment... Then who are you?"

He looked at the young man who identified himself at the beginning.

Because of this commotion, many people from the Guardian Knights guild have also stood up. With the designator as the center point, the number of people in the two corps mode team is quite scattered.

"Hmph, don't pretend to be garlic! How long has passed, one month is the most, do you think I will forget you?" The identifier sneered, his thin lips opened, "A month ago, walking in the zombie area!"

A month ago.

For Zhao Nan, it was six years and one month. But he still found that memory.

At this moment, Zhao Nan was stunned.