Chapter 119

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

There are several low-level training grounds in Fengmeng town. There are a little more people than here during the day, but there are about ten or twenty people.

Most players will rest and sleep after a day of fighting, or have the energy to rush into the sub career, or even romantic, and take a female ticket to the hill not far from the town guard to see the stars.

Those who practice skills here are basically novice players who are bored and have nothing to do. Only then can they get familiar with their skills and practice proficiency in this place.

After all, how can an expert come to such a place? If there is a force, the real strong should grow up in congestion.

Liu Jing went to the dummy puppet, bowed his head, pressed it and came back.

Bai Song looked stunned: "what about your skills?"

"Let it go." Liu Jing took a faint look: "it's just a trap skill."

“......”

Bai Song waved to Liu Jing, "bye."

This is his meow. The trap skill is put in front of the dummy. It has no results all his life, and it is still so far away from the dummy.

"Don't worry, you can trigger it." Liu Jing read the skill description, then picked up a small thing and threw it over: "remote trigger is also OK."

Bai Song stopped and wanted to see what this skill was. Bai Song actually knew very little about the arsonist.

Patter.

The trap was triggered, a slender tube was drilled from the ground, aimed at the nearest dummy target, and then a fire snake spewed out.

The flame was as slender as a laser and continued to spray on the dummy. After a while, the dummy was burned through a hole.

The low-level dummy was destroyed!

The scene here also shocked others. Most people here are rookies. Their skills are difficult to scratch or even trauma for low-level dummies.

But it's not surprising that the dummy puppet is now punched out by a thing that looks like red excitement.

When they went to see people again, they found that the people in that place had disappeared.

Pulling Liu Jing to walk in the street, Bai Song looked at the monster's expression on his face: "lying slot, you just broke the protection, although you are just a low-level puppet. If I didn't pull you away, you would be famous."

"It's not so strong. It's the strengthening of passive skills." Liu Jing said calmly, as if what happened just now had nothing to do with him.

It turned out that Bai Song's surprise was a little less because of his probability skills, but even so, he still felt incredible. It seems that without considering self-protection, arsonists are simply terrible killing machines.

"Why don't you have a hidden career suitable for me." Bai Song sighed at the thought, and couldn't help thinking of the two weak chicken hidden careers about thieves.

There are rare skill channels. Instead of turning to hidden occupations, they will be stronger.

"Do you want to go..." Bai Song saw Liu Jing's explosive output. If he went to the bat cave, it wouldn't be all burned, but he took back the problem that Liu Jing might have been tracked.

"Where are you going?" Liu Jing asked as he watched the white pine stop talking.

"Forget it, it's all right." Bai Song shook his head.

"Oh? Nothing?" Liu Jing rubbed his eyelids. "Nothing, I'll go offline and have a rest first. I'm a little tired today."

"OK, you sleep." Bai Song walked directly past Liu Jing and waved back without looking back.

After leaving with Liu Jing, Bai Song found a hidden place, put on a mask, and recovered the look of Uncle Hu Zha.

The moon is black, the wind is high, and the sky is set on fire.

Bai song came out of the props shop, and there was another batch of fuel in his backpack.

Sneaking in the dark, Bai Song arrived at the agreed place. Looking at Liu Jing's explosive bomb in his backpack, he couldn't help saying, "forget to let him get another one before he goes offline."

Liu Jing's explosive bomb has an upper limit. If the one in Bai Song's hand doesn't detonate all the time, the upper limit of Liu Jing's bomb is reduced by one.

In other words, if someone takes away all his explosive bombs, Liu Jing's skill will be useless.

Without this restriction, Liu Jing doesn't need to practice grading any more. He can get rich by buying a pile of blue bottles in the town every day and producing and selling explosive bombs himself.

The agreed place is an abandoned barracks.

The barracks are actually a circle of high fences. There are several broken wooden houses, and the ground is full of weeds.

Bai Song went in directly from the gate of the barracks. As soon as he stepped into the front door, Bai Song felt a cold wind coming.

Bai Song sneered. It was not enough to avoid a wrong body. When the arrow fanned past his face, Bai Song immediately pulled out his fangs.

The fangs of the dark gold level showed its sharp side. The fangs cut through the arrow and split into two sections. The arrow fell to the ground with no spare power.

At the same time, three figures came out of the broken wooden house. The moonlight shone on the masks on their faces, which looked ferocious.

"It seems that you are right." a man with a blue mask came forward with a low male voice: "I can't take off my mask. Just call me green face. You can call them red face and purple face."

Bai Song glanced. Sure enough, the two people behind were wearing purple and red masks. Bai Song held his forehead slightly. Is it so mysterious?

However, there is no way to Tucao, after all, he is wearing a mask, although it is a human skin mask, if it is not to make complaints about ID, it is impossible to find out.

Seeing that Bai Song didn't speak there, Qingmian thought Bai Song was an indifferent person, so he stopped talking.

"What's your name?" but anyway, you should ask for the necessary name. If Bai Song is unwilling to disclose his ID, of course he can't yell.

"Whatever you want, I'll call it white flour." Bai Song said casually, and then looked around: "here's the one who eats the red name?"

Qingmian nodded: "it's time to show up when you need it."

Bai Song nodded, and the party took advantage of the night to go to the bat cave not far away.

During the journey, Bai Song looked at the other two people a little and found that they were both women in terms of their bodies. Bai Song's gaze naturally could not escape their eyes. The purple faced woman pretended not to see it, and the red faced woman glared at Bai Song in turn.

The red faced woman was carrying a bow and arrow. She thought she shot the arrow just now.

Qingmian led the way. I have to say that he still had some skills. Some scouts with glory around were found by Qingmian and hid.

Of course, this kind of thing is as simple as drinking water for Bai Song, but if someone is willing to explore him, he will enjoy himself and paddle in the back.

At this time, Qingmian made a gesture to stop several people. It turned out that he had reached the periphery of the bat cave and could clearly see many glorious players.