The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

Phoenix had serious eyebrows and a slender waist. The qigong shells from his fists were shining with milky white light, and it seemed that he was already hungry and thirsty.

When the huge body of the goblin warrior was less than three meters away from him, he gave a sweet cry, and the phoenix fist flicked out again, and the milky white qigong bullet on the fist also flew out, galloping away, bringing out a long stretch of land. The white tail is like the magic light killer in a certain dragon ball.

The qigong bomb rushed towards the huge head of the goblin warrior, but there was not much brain capacity.

The goblin warrior watched the qigong shells grow from small to large, from far to near, with howling sounds and a smell of danger, subconsciously, they wanted to raise their hands to resist.

It's a pity that its reflection arc must be very, very long, so that the milky white Qigong bomb has hit its head just after hooking the wrist.

With a bang, the huge head of the goblin warrior was instantly shattered.

Losing the control of his head, the huge body also fell to the ground. Soon, it turned into black dust on the ground, and the eyeballs of a silver coin and a goblin warrior fell out.

Phoenix gave a cheer, jumped over, picked it up, and put it into his backpack.

I kept nodding, clapping, and applauding.

Rocky and Lily even started to cheer, chanting Long Live Long Live Big Sister.

Humph!

Phoenix shook his head proudly, and his soft long black hair waved like a surge, throwing out a touch of surprise.

Then, he continued to hum in high spirits and led the team to the depths of the Ninth Floor.

I am curious, when did the nine-tier goblin warriors start to take the path of individualism?

I remember that it used to be collective action.

There are at least two or three in a row, as many as five or seven in a row.

Although the lack of denseness seems thrilling, it can more or less cause some visual oppression to the adventurers.

This is the same as a group fight.

But now, what stimulating images have the goblin fighters received?

Could it be that the beautiful scene of the unity of various monsters in the dungeon fell apart under the interference of unknown forces, and since then they have embarked on a path of no return to pick up the stick and do it by themselves?

Or maybe the dungeon has introduced a new policy: proud of going it alone and being ashamed of forming cliques?

I really don't understand what this is all about.

The more I think about it, the more abnormal it becomes.

The more you think about it, the more you have no bottom.

I always feel that something is wrong, but I can't think of it.

This is the same as a compatriot with constipation who only eats and does not have a bowel movement.

Although I still followed the Phoenix lightly and lightly, my nerves were very tight. Once I encountered any disturbances or unknown changes, I would immediately pull out the sword from my back and use the most direct method. Get rid of.

Level 4 monsters, no matter how tenacious their vitality is, for me, an adventurer who is about to level 6, it will only be more than a cut.

In this way, we walked for more than two hours and eliminated more than 30 goblin fighters acting alone.

Although Phoenix still had a look of excitement, she could see that she was so tired along the way, she lay down on my lap, and was about to fall asleep.

I lowered my head and looked at Phoenix's delicate and sweet face.

Fair skin, trembling thick curled eyelashes, delicate little nose, and slightly upturned mouth with a faint smile.

I watched quietly, like a phoenix as beautiful as an SD doll. I really hope that time can stand still and it can go on like this.

but--

I pushed the phoenix who was sleepy and confused, and whispered: "Get up, don't fall asleep here."

Phoenix's face instantly turned into a sleepy cat's face. His small mouth, slender and beautiful hands patted my arm weakly, and muttered, "Tsk, let me sleep for a while, sleep for a while."

After speaking, he turned his body sideways and changed to a more comfortable posture.

"Hey.."

I am very helpless.

Looking up and looking far away, they squatted side by side in the corner, pointing to a shining grass, and the strange duo who laughed.

"It seems that I can't count on them."

I shook my head and smiled bitterly.

However, I must not let Phoenix just fall asleep.

I know this girl too well. Once she falls asleep deeply, even if there is a landslide at the door, an earthquake, a tsunami, a meteorite, or a planet explosion, it may not be able to wake her up.

Unless there is danger, or let her sleep until she wakes up naturally.

I would never do the former, I can’t throw her in front of the dungeon mobs, and sternly said to the mobs: "Hey, give you three seconds to release your arrogance. She wakes up."

This approach is not authentic even after thinking about it.

Otherwise, I imitated the prince in the fairy tale, and went up to be a messy relationship, and maybe I would embrace the beauty.

But if you change your mind, stop it.

If you don't wake up, it's okay. It's a good advantage. If you really wake up, God knows if she will be furious and beat my handsome face into a pig's head.

This risk. . I can't afford it.

After thinking about it, I finally returned to the original point. Call her up while she is still awake.

The **** was bent and clasped on the ninety-degree curved thumb, and calmly aimed at Phoenix's forehead, secretly accumulating power.

The corner of my mouth evoked a curve, and evil spirits appeared in my eyes.

Snapped!

A soft sound.

A red nail print appeared on Phoenix's white forehead in an instant, like a touch of rouge accidentally rubbed against it.

Yeah!

Phoenix screamed, clutching his forehead, turning over and sitting up, his small face was not only full of energy, but also with deep resentment, staring at me angrily, with tears in his big eyes.

I whistled and looked at the sky with an unknowing look.

"I'm fighting with you!"

With a squeaky cry, the phoenix rushed towards me with a cute little face that was fierce and evil, opened a small mouth, revealing a mouthful of white pearly teeth, and bit down on my shoulder.

"Hey, don't bite, it hurts, it hurts!"

I raised my hands, signalling to accept defeat and admit my mistake.

It's a pity that Phoenix didn't eat this set. She bit my shoulder and didn't let go. Even when I stood up, she was still biting my shoulder hard, and she was hanging on my body.

"I was wrong, let it go, dying to death!"

I grinned with pain, and my facial expression was so sad.

A pair of strange flowers leaned firmly against the rock wall in fright, leaning against each other, their hands fisted together, their teeth trembling.

"Lily" Rocky tremblingly said, "From now on, don't provoke the big sister... I'm so scared..."

"Rocky, I'm so scared..."

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