The pillars are not polished and painted.

It seemed that he cut a section of the tree trunk casually, scraped off the messy branches on the tree trunk, and used it directly as a pillar.

Dian, full of anger because of the pet's escape, suddenly became angry.

He yelled angrily, and he called out like a kitten.

Nangong South: "..."

If it weren't for her good concentration, Tieding would burst into laughter.

Thinking that his roar played a deterrent effect, he lifted the smashed right foot and kicked the pillar.

The pillar hit the branch, and the branches and leaves trembled frantically.

The tired fruits that fell on the tree crackled down.

Those fruits are yellow and the size of a football.

The shabby pergola was smashed into a pair of scum, and the dirt house was also smashed out of a big hole.

This is all right, it was originally a fight between two behemoths.

It turned into a gang fight.

The soundly sleeping orc suddenly stood up, holding the big bag on his head.

Pounced like a ferocious wolf.

So a group of giant beasts fought together in the dust and the rumbling sound of collapse.

Nangong Nan secretly called bad.

She didn't want to be hurt by Chiyu.

Quickly thinking about the way to escape in my head, it felt black before my eyes.

She was thrown into the pocket of her trousers.

Nangongnan was dizzy and swollen when she stood up, and then she didn't stand up at all.

The body seemed to be dancing, somersaulting up and down.

Finally, she couldn't hold back the "wow" and vomited all the food she had eaten in the morning.

The trouser pocket was full of the **** smell of animal skins.

Now, all kinds of flavors are mixed, really sour and refreshing.

Regardless of her exposure, Nangongnan drew out her dagger and slammed her pocket away.

The outside was dusty and weeds flew around.

Nangongnan jumped out of her pocket, grabbed the leaf above her head, and then turned over and sat on the branch.

The behemoth melee on the ground intensified.

The rumbling sound of collapses one after another, biting each other into throwing things.

These beasts throw whatever they pick up.

Pillars of mud, pots and pans, crackling in the air.

Nangong South quickly climbed to the heights.

At this moment, an old man's voice came over his head.

"Girl, come, I'll give you a hand."

Nangong Nan raised his eyes, and was an ordinary person who looked the same as her.

Given that the judge said that this round of games should be united and loving, she did not refuse.

With a good-looking appearance, holding his hand, he climbed to the highest point.

The two sat on a branch covered by branches and leaves.

A football-sized yellow fruit was placed beside the old man, and he took a checkered handkerchief and wiped the dirt on it.

South Nangong Road: "Old sir, you are in good health."

The old man wears a small black round cap on his head and glasses with only one lens on his face.

It feels like a fortune teller.

"Although my body is not bad, it is not as good as you young people."

He turned the fruit and continued to wipe it, "I was on the tree as soon as I entered the game, and I simply observed it here."

"Little girl, borrow your dagger."

Nangongnan raised his eyebrows and passed the dagger.

"Where did you see me coming from?"

After Nangongnan got out of the behemoth's pocket, he put the dagger away.

In other words, she was empty-handed when she climbed the tree.

The old man took a dagger and weighed it and said, "It's a good reward. Although the old man's physical strength is not as good as your young people, I have good eyes."

He held the dagger and began to cut the fruit, the same posture as cutting a watermelon.

First cut a small piece and place it directly in front.

Nan Gongnan raised his eyebrows: "You are..."

"Shh~"

The old man solemnly worshipped the fruit three times,

Only then began to continue cutting.

Nangongnan glanced at the piece of fruit with yellow flesh.

The old man said: "I am worshipping God."

"..."

South Nangong Road: "The **** is not here now."

The old man handed her a piece of fruit and said: "In the game of gods, gods are everywhere."

Nangongnan took the fruit, took a bite and said, "Hey, it smells like apricots."

The old man also cut a piece for himself, took a sip, nodded and said: "If you introduce this giant apricot into the real world, why not be able to afford a house."

Nangongnan smiled, "I thought you experts like you all regard money as dung."

The old man said: "People like me don't like to stay on the street."

Roar--

Meow--

咩——

Squeak--

Various animal sounds came from below, and the battle was still fierce.

When he opened the leaves, it was dusty, the smell of blood mixed with all kinds of smells, and there were casualties.

The unaffected orcs still lay lazily in their shed.

Either flick your teeth leisurely, or half-squint in the sun.

It's so leisurely.

And the two people on the tree have an apricot in each hand, making them a crowd eating melons.

After watching for a while, Nangongnan was just about to speak, and suddenly felt the changes in the surrounding atmosphere.

She looked back and saw the **** sitting on a branch in a cash-colored robe.

The robe hangs down and dances in the wind.

Wearing five ring fingers, holding the apricot that the old man respected to the gods.

He took a bite slowly.

Nodded and said, "It tastes good."

Nangongnan glanced at the old gentleman who hadn't been found around.

Talk to the gods: "Is it good to worship the gods?"

The **** said, "Little girl, what horrible idea are you making again?"

Nangongnan chuckled, "If it's good, I'll give it a try."

The **** straightened up and put a little vacillation on her forehead, "Child."

He glanced below, and said, "After the BOSS of this round of game is excited, a secondary line will be brought out."

Nangongnan looked serious and listened carefully.

The **** said slowly: "If the main line of the secondary line can be integrated, there will be unexpected gains after customs clearance."

Nangongnan said, "Why didn't the judge say?"

"Because this line is difficult to follow, the judge will remind the player that the BOSS is difficult, and it is best not to try."

Nangong looked south, yes, the judge in the past would say that the BOSS level is relatively high, please don't try it lightly.

But this time, it's better not to try.

It can be seen how difficult it is to attack.

Nangongnan smiled and said, "Then...why did the Lord God tell me?"

The **** said: "I think you will want to know. Of course, you can also share and discuss with other players. The final decision still depends on your choice."

After taking the last bite, Nangongnan looked at the hand stained with juice.

The **** held her hand and wiped her clean.

The girl smiled and said, "I will think about it."

The **** smiled and said nothing.

The old man suddenly said, "Little girl, you have been in close contact with the behemoth, do you have anything to say?"

Nangongnan turned her head and said, "He has a grumpy temper, his wildness has not disappeared, and his combat effectiveness is good."

The old man said: "This is their common feature. If there are so many giants, it will not be difficult to deal with."