"I'm going to pick fruit." Lit Grove held up two coconuts in his hand.

"I'm going fishing." Bona mentioned a sea fish.

"I'm looking for water." Giselle lifted a can of purified water.

"You're looking for that river? Is it packed?" Joelinash was speechless.

"Ask others," Giselle said.

Moore hesitated for a long time, and everyone's eyes fell on him.

Moore murmured, he ran out to play, this is the first time that so many people camped in the wild.

But I ca n’t say that. After thinking about it, he argued, “I think we do n’t have enough stuff, so let others come to steal our stuff, and we can rob them.”

Pean and Jin Tong had a cold chill. Who were these people?

"Well, throw these guys away." Joel Nash pulled out the elder sister's head.

On weekdays in the association, he could not turn the shots.

But here, she is old, strong, and prestigious.

Of course she came to be the boss.

Although Moore and Moyd have the same qualifications as hers, they belong to a relatively low-key personality.

Nor will she compete with Joel Nash for the boss.

Jolin Nash looked at Jin Tong and Payan, and walked to the two of them: "Hello, are you camping here?"

Payne glanced back: "We have a magic circle here, we don't know anyone here."

"Oh ... it's okay, we just camp here and don't need special preparations. If you arrange magic formations here, we will not interfere with you."

Payan and Jin Tong used this as the battlefield, so they needed some space in this area.

They have a purpose with the previous group, so they have a [m.] Conflict of interest.

After all, no one wants to be robbed.

And Joel Nash and others, no one is a psychic who belongs to position warfare.

Moreover, several of them are fighting on their own.

There is a distance from the coastline, and several of them will go straight to the front to fight.

So there is no problem of grabbing monsters.

Payan and Jin Tong no longer have any objections.

After all, the other person is powerful and strong.

Since there is no substantial conflict of interest, there is no need for one party to leave.

Of course, Jin Tong wasn't really afraid of these people.

If he does fight, he will be a bit confident.

But after getting along, Payan and Jin Tong found that Joelin Nash and others were very good at talking.

They even feel that these young people are like older children.

As a matter of fact, Moore was an older child, and had only recently celebrated his sixteenth birthday.

Even Joel Nash and Moyd were in their early twenties.

Among them, Lit Grove is actually the oldest, but his qualifications are the youngest.

Although there is a halo of Chen Yan's students on his head, there are not many privileges in the association.

He has it, everyone else.

Jin Tong is now in his forties, and Payan is in his early thirties.

In their eyes, Jolin Nash and others are children.

"What is your organization? Or a small group? Or the same family?" Payan asked.

"We're organized." Joly Nash only answered shallowly, but no more information.

Payan and Jin Tong both belong to the old rivers and lakes, and only asked such a sentence.

If you continue to ask, once you touch the hidden part, it may make people worry.

If others are willing to say that, it is their business.

"Did your superiors let you out?"

"Well, and we haven't let us join hands, let us play alone, saying that it is a test of our practical ability."

"Some of you should be the focus of your organization's training. Your organization is willing to let you out without giving any protection?"

"We can protect ourselves, and we have something to protect ourselves," Moore said.

Jolin Nash glanced at Moore, who immediately realized that he was talking too much.

If the other party does not have good intentions and finds that they have any treasures on them, it is hard to guarantee that they will not be unwilling.

Fortunately, Peian and Jin Tong were not malicious, and did not continue to talk about this topic.

"Mr. Jintong, why are your eyes golden? What magic is it?" Lit Grove asked curiously.

"Speaking of this golden pupil, this will tell my story."

Jin Tong likes to tell his story to others.

Pei An is Jin Tong's little fan girl. What she likes most is Jin Tong's past experience.

Everyone listened to Jin Tong's past experience, could not help thinking about it again and again.

"Oh, China, I also want to check it out. My teacher is Chinese. He is also the most powerful psychic I have ever seen. No one in this world is more powerful than him." Said.

Jin Tong and Payan of course will not refute or correct.

In their eyes, young people like Lit Grove may not have had much contact with psychics.

Therefore, he would worship a more powerful psychic, and it is not surprising to regard the other party as the most powerful psychic in the world.

For example, when she met Jin Tong, she thought that Jin Tong was the most powerful psychic in the world.

But it wasn't until later that she had more contact with the outside world and more psychics, and she realized that the world was bigger and more exciting than she thought.

Of course, psychics stronger than Jin Tong are everywhere.

Jin Tong is very powerful, coupled with his golden eyes, he can be undefeated in most battles.

But it has not reached the point where it is invincible, and even 10,000 may not be ranked.

"Did your teacher come?"

"It should be here, it is not necessarily that he is looking at us now." Lit Grove said, suddenly his scalp was cold, his palms were wiped, and his face suddenly changed: "Oh, **** seagull, actually in I pull shi over my head. "

Everyone stayed away from Leit Grove, smirking.

"If there is a prophet at this time, it will say that you will get good luck." Jin Tong said with a smile.

"Is it good luck to be pulled over the head by the seagull?"

"Seagulls are auspicious birds of sailors and pirates. You know that Viking Vikings will actively apply seagull bird fen to their faces every time they go out to sea, and they think that this will bring good luck."

"Uh ... is that really the case? Should I wash the bird off?" Lit Grove took Jin Tong's words seriously.

"Nonsense, if you don't wash it off, don't approach me, it smells bad." Bona backed, holding her nose.