The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

I have a vague impression of the fact that the combat skills did not explain this. It seems that I have seen this situation somewhere, but I can't remember it for a while.

By the help desk of the foodie girl, she has hurriedly cleaned up the desk, and the whole trash basket of used tissues is comparable to the amount of fighting for a day of love for the second-generation otaku uncle.

I thought evilly.

Seeing me looking at her, the foodie girl smiled a little embarrassedly: "Oh, let you see the joke, haha."

"It's okay, it's okay" I waved my hand and said, "You're busy, don't bother."

After speaking, he hurried away.

Just when I went out, I was still hesitating about one thing: Do you want to tell her that her **** position was soaked in saliva?

After thinking about it, I gave up this impulse. What if I was treated as a gangster? In short, one thing is better than one thing less. Besides, I feel that she who gets wet is far more attractive than usual. , Hehe.

It turns out that she was quite expectant, if it weren't for a wet chest, she wouldn't be able to tell that she had a corset.

However, compared with Phoenix and Kagali, it seems to be worse than one or two models.

He shook his head and put the concept of'chest' aside. The most important thing at the moment is to figure out what kind of combat technique this resonance is.

Active? Passive? Additional type? still is......

To find out the type of combat skills, you need to fight, and the best place to fight is the underground city.

Immediately, I rushed to the dungeon and said in my heart: "Hey, in order to find out the true effect of combat skills, let the monsters come more violently!"

Skip the first six floors directly.

On the seventh floor, six or seven sling goblins appeared again in the previously empty corridor.

It was still a strange look with teeth and claws, grinning.

With an attitude of giving it a try, I took the Matthew Slasher out of its sheath, and walked towards the sling goblins with murderous aura.

However, in the next second, a scene that made me anxious happened...

The slinging goblins first smashed the rocks on the ground with a crackle, then fought the millet all over, and then fled like fire burning their ass.

There is a way to see the cracks, jump into the pit, and use up all the places that can be used to hide. In short, in the blink of an eye, there is no trace of a stone-slinging goblin.

Holding the Matthew Knife, I stuck on the spot blankly, and didn't react too much for a while.

Looking left and right, then looking back, there is no one but me in the clearing.

Could it be... they broke up and fled because of me?

It shouldn't... logically speaking, with the IQ of this monster, there shouldn't be the option of fear!

Even in the face of a nine-headed monster dragon that breathes fire, they would probably wave a stone arrogantly and throw it over.

With this doubt, I went down to the eighth floor.

"Then use Big Tooth Mouse to test combat skills." I thought.

Finally, I found a nest of Tooth Mouse gang led by the elite Tooth Mouse, and was about to do it. The strange scene before was staged again.

The Big Tooth Mouse gang, in a neat and uniform posture, suddenly dispersed, there are still cracks, holes and holes. In less than a breathing time, they slipped without a trace, leaving only the next row of orderly small footprints.

The cold wind...

I felt like I was abandoned by the dungeon.

I took the picture with the face of the Matthew Sword, and there was no change in my appearance. Although he was not handsome, he was not so ugly that he would run away when he saw me.

He was disliked by the stone-sling goblins and the Tooth Mouse at the same time...

For an instant, I had the illusion of being unlovable.

Looking like a zombie, I staggered into the ninth floor.

I had no hope for the goblin warriors...Unexpectedly, they really didn't disappoint me.

The goblin warriors, at the moment when I had a little bit of killing intent, spread a pair of big legs, shook a whole body of tendons, and desperately drilled into the dark and narrow crevices.

A few of them, due to their slow movements, did not find a suitable hiding place. Seeing me walking slowly, they slammed into the rock wall and passed out.

Seeing this scene, I was even more desperate.

I'm not in the mood to use them to try out skills. I even think of the tenth layer of clay puppets and their reaction after seeing me.

Sure enough, this group of clay puppets and the monsters before them are like bears. Seeing me is like a disaster, for fear of avoiding it.

"Hehe...hehehe" I let out a weak, dry smile.

"Boss shouldn't be the same as a bird..." With a hint of luck, I stepped into the portal of the boss room.

The sight in front of me makes me desperate-the boss has been brushed and is cooling.

I fell on all fours, the camera was far away from me, only a small blank miniature and a row of ellipsis hanging from my body.

Am I just like this, abandoned by the dungeon?

With a lot of emotions, mostly tangled, I stood up, my body swayed more severely, but I didn't feel it at all, and swayed weakly towards the eleventh floor.

In the gloomy cave, I didn't find half a demonized spider.

Am I disgusted to this level?

I was a little bit arrogant, with a broken smile on my face: Wouldn't you even want to see the demonized spider?

With unwillingness and obsession, I shuttled through each cave on the eleventh floor like a walking corpse, vowing to find a demonized spider to vent my unhappiness and anger (Magic Spider: Blame me ?)!

Just when my path to the demonized spider was far away, there was an angry female voice not far away: "Maki, set fire to them!"

"Yes, President!"

"Godot, how long can your barrier support?"

"How long will it take, big sister!"

"I just love to listen to this, you can hold on to me!"

"Kunna, use ice to freeze all these scumbags to me!"

"Okay, President!"

Hearing these familiar voices, I instantly felt a sense of return and almost burst into tears.

He quickly rushed towards the direction of the sound, turned a cave wall, and saw several familiar figures, releasing magic continuously.

I was full of tears and said excitedly: "You..."

Before the words were over, a ball of qigong shells was shot over, and there was a milky voice between them: "Dare to attack behind, see what you do!"

Huh? what happened?

Seeing the flying Qigong shells, my face still had the smile when I met, and there were tears of excitement in my eyes.

Without any precautions, I was beaten out.

Being in the air, making a 360-degree turn, I finally couldn't help the grievances in my heart, and tears broke.

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