Return from the second dimension

Nothing monks' eyes are concerned with the letter of mind, including Tang Zhen.

He opened the brain nation, sent these messengers into it, followed by, I chose an emission.

Not he doesn't want to interfere, but the greater the anti-anti-anti-anti-anti-anti-anti-anti-gas, just in the same fire.

The only thing that can do is to develop some special rules and enhance your letter to make the team's combat power, let them persist for longer.

For example, this upgrade mode can ensure that the injury is hurt after the upgrade, allowing the message team to have stronger combat power.

Blocked the chaos of the attack, but also has the ability to upgrade healing, and the number source is endless.

Kill a wave of monsters, there will be more monsters.

If you want a monster to break through, the location where you arrive at the transfer array is really quite hard.

This is the only way. If this wave of action fails, Tang Zhen will continue to try.

Even if I have a big sacrifice, the news must also pass.

With the continuous caring, the original warfare team, slowly moved closer to a gathering.

They found that single-handed glory was easy to fall into surrounded. If it is able to stand together, it will make the battle difficulty decreased.

It makes up a huge group, and it will be back to other teams, and it can have a chance to stop.

Before this action, each home chose closed training, for fear that others know their tactics.

Like this big teamwork, there is no consideration at all, and the bottom is rejected.

Everyone wants to swallow the benefits, and they are not willing to share with others.

As a result, the battlefield was found that such a behavior is quite short, and a separate team is like a small slate in the waves, it is not as smooth as a big ship.

If you are working together, you can get out of one hundred steps, and singles can not be can't even walk in fifty steps.

Many of the paramenors of the war, the expression is mixed, and the heart is also secretly regretting the original selfishness.

If it is not greedy, how can there be such a thing?

Just regret it now, but it is late.

I saw that I have already awake it, and I tried to close the cooperation, the monk watching the war was slightly loose.

There are still many monks in the audience, and I have cast a reimbursement in the gamble, and the gambling is the length of the team insisting, and whether it can get the final victory.

If it is the messenger team halfway, it cannot achieve the expected time, and they are very likely to have a bloody.

The messenger team who is fighting to work is related to their money bag, and naturally hope to stick to a long enough.

The letter of mind of the Brain, naturally, I naturally didn't know the mind of the outside world, but also squatted with monsters in the whole god.

It is more than one enemy that can be insisted on the current guardian, and the level has also improved more than once.

Although the strength continues to improve, the pressure of suffering is getting bigger and bigger.

Above the top of them, I can see a clear arrow and indicate the direction of advancement.

Although I don't have to worry about getting lost, the process of advancement is too difficult, and it is a blood flow into the river.

Icy and ruthless black armor, it is clear that the flesh and blood is not to die.

A wave of waves rushing up, don't hesitate to live a play, dying dragged the messenger team.

The team members are shocked from the beginning, soon changed to become numb, and finally only endless indifferences.

Various emotions have been diluted with the killing, gradually become a cold machine.

Keeping, just to achieve the final goal, or even don't care about our own life.

Sure enough, this terrible environment is the easiest to turn people into devils.

Paying the tragic price, the scattered team finally gathered together, trying to make a competitor to the previous competitors, against the attack of the monster.

The original smaller camp became bigger, and the monks only needed the enemy in front of them. The injured can temporarily retreat to the back.

The messenger in the team is still located in the central location and enjoying the guardian of the guardian.

Looking at those who are seriously injured, even being swallowed by monsters, some messenger's heart is full of pain and can't bear it.

However, there are also some letters that are quite successful by Zongmen, and the sacrifices of the teammates should be reasonable.

Including themselves, it is also necessary to sacrifice at the critical moment, complete their lofty mission.

Compared with the interests of Zongmen, their existence is not worth mentioning, even if they are sacrificed.

In order to let the messengers die, these paramenities have shown a lot of means, knowing the emotions, and moves, and is subject to thick.

Every member of the action is really willing, and the will is quite firm.

If the conditions are not met, there is no qualification to participate in the task, which will be kicked out without hesitation.

Even if there is insufficient person, it is absolutely unable to leave a hidden danger, so it is led to the action of action.

It is this reason to keep the letter team to maintain a high mobility until there is no signs of collapse.

The little monk is still in the eyes, and does not look at this miserable scene, but he listens to his rhythm of the scriptures, you know that it has been affected.

And at this moment, the spell is no longer in order to condense meditation, but it is an excessive deceased.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Suddenly there is a sound in my ear, listening is a woman, let the small monk's chanting sound slightly.

"I am fine, don't take me, hurry!"

There is also a sound that is still so familiar, just compared with the past, this moment is a perseverance and pain.

"No, let's go together, I will never leave you."

"Silly girl, hurry, you can't save me, then we can only live together!"

"No, no one is important, you have to die together."

The girl shouted loudly, rushed over the trapped brother, but soon, but was blocked back.

Looking at the trapped brothers, the girl made a desperate mourning.

After all the guardian is not a machine, you can't watch the loved ones fall, but you will choose to see it.

It's just this battlefield, everyone is fighting for killing, and no one can provide assistance.

Even if you can do it, you may not be helpful, because this is not worth it.

The girl is helping the teammate, but he did not get a response.

Seeing the brother's situation, the more crisis, the girl is constantly rescue and requests assistance, and the sound is full of despair.

Soon she saw a small monk, hesitated, and finally selected the opening.

"Little monk, save my brother, beg you, he is my only loved one."

Other messengers heard words, cold and cold, looked at the girl, with a disgust and sarcasm.

I know that Xiaohe is a letter, but still opens for help, such a behavior is really speechless.

The little monk is still memorable, as if not hear it.

The girl is facing the color, the little monk is her only life-saving straw, absolutely can't give up easily.

She still pleaded again, but she still did not respond.

The girl finally desperate, looked at the brothers surrounded by the enemy, and rushed up.

She knows that she can save her long, rushing it only, but it must be taken.

Due, no regrets in my heart, don't do it, I will inevitably regret.

For girls, everyone is indifferent, keeping killing and death have made them numb.

This kind of girl does not affect the overall situation, just the difference between early death or late death.

Seeing two brothers and sisters together, and when they are being swallowed, the little monk suddenly stopped the chanting.

"Ugh!"

The little monk sighed, pulled down the cloth sticks on the eyes, and looked at the direction of the brothers and sisters.

"The cloth will only be blinded, but it is impossible to blindly, knowing what is going to do, is this practice?"

The little monk said here and shook his head gently, followed by smiling.

"It's so, what does this practice?"

I don't pay attention to the horror of other messengers, and the little monk laughed, waving iron bars into monsters.