Medieval Riding and Cutting Record

　　 Corleone looked around and found that he and the smiling face were the only ones left standing in this desert, and as many as hundreds of Mist Hornets fell to the ground.

　　 The dozens of Vita worms mounted on the mist bee, all noticed the danger early, and flew away.

　　 Corleone and their wildebeest are very loyal, and they still stand not far away.

　　 Many Mist Hornets died miserably at the scene, some of them had bones in the upper body, but there were flesh and blood in the lower body, as did the corpses of many other Mist Hornets.

　　 This is mainly because the smile has overdrawn his mana, and he can no longer use the magic weapon in his hand. This legendary weapon named [Wailing Insect Flute] has a history of more than 1,200 years and has many powerful functions.

　　 can release white flying insects for detection, surveillance, and lead, as well as transparent flying insects for offensive use, and even stronger killer moves have not been summoned.

The user must be familiar with the music scores and spells used to open the ritual. Driving the offensive flying insects will consume mana. After the mana is used up, all flying insects will return. Although the flying insects can feed back a small amount of mana to the user, the amount is Very rare.

　　 This is also the reason why the transparent flying insect returned to Piccolo without completely devouring the flesh and blood.

　　 As for why a captain of the blood gang has better equipment than the leader, that is another story.

　　 Under the "make up" of the big sword, Corleone has successively ended the lives of nearly 30 Mist Hornets. Unfortunately, adding the Mist Hornet Prince to get 2 points of [attribute points], nothing else.

　　 One of the points is still fixed on [Charm]. Is the hive man prince in human skin also handsome? Otherwise, where does this [charm point] come from. . .

　　 This also made Corleone’s [Charm] become 7 points. As for the other 1 point of general purpose, he added to [Strength], which became 16 points. His strength was about three times more than the average person.

And the smiling face stood in place. At this time, several weapons were inserted into his body. He trembled and pulled out one by one, thinking: headache, in order to save this kid, the consumption today is too much. , I don’t know how long it will take to return to normal levels.

　　 With a smile on his face, he drew his weapon while thinking about it, and in the following scene, Corleone's jaw was almost shocked.

　　Because of the overdraft of mana, it is difficult for the smile to maintain the mask on the face. This white mask, called the "Fake Smile Clown", is a special effect.

　　 Through the use of weak mana, a white elastic filling can be formed on the wearer's surface, which does not provide a bonus to defense power, and can only be used to isolate poisonous gas.

　　 And this kind of "wonderful thing" has a great effect on a certain race, and it can be said that it is simply a perfect disguise item.

　　 After the mask on the smiling face lost its mana maintenance, it slipped from his face again, but he didn't have time to catch it.

　　 Now all the fillings on his smiling face turned into white liquid, which flowed into the mask on the ground, and his tightly wrapped body suddenly became dry.

　　 What frightened Corleone the most was that the smiling face turned into a pale skull!

　　 Under the scorching sun, the smooth surface of the skull still reflects dazzling light.

　　 "You...I, you..." Corleone was so startled that he couldn't say the whole thing, but just smiled blankly with his fingers.

　　 With a "pop", he smiled and fell directly on his back. He was so tired that even the piccolo in his hand fell to the ground.

"Damn it, this kid won't kill me, why don't I save a little mana!" This is a beautiful smile. The control and accuracy of mana are not like him." "Non-academic" wild ways can learn.

　　 What's more, not everyone can master the legendary weapon, even if he is an undead, even if he has used it for hundreds of years, he still failed to grasp the trick of this weapon.

　　 After standing dumb for dozens of seconds, Corleone finally calmed down, and he walked towards the smiling face lying on the ground.

　　 "I knew that this guy is not a human being, so normal people's necks would be twisted at that angle!" Corleone thought.

"What should I do with him? It seems that he has lost the ability to fight back, and the wildebeest and supplies are there. As long as I flee on the wildebeest, I can find Fackney and Bowley, and then find myself. Family."

Corleone was full of hesitation. After all, the skeleton in front of him had just saved his life. Although this was because he encountered the Mist Hornet after accepting the order of the leader of the blood gang, he owed the blood gang in general. Two lives.

　　 was lying on the ground with a smiling face, and a purple flame flashed in the hollow skull. The flame was small when it was small, indicating the fluctuation in his heart.

　　 "Boy, if you want to do it, give me a good time, what are you still standing there to see!" Of course, this is not what a smile said, but a monologue in his heart.

　　 instead smiled and said cordially: "Little Corleone, don't be afraid, I was only cursed by the mage to become what I am now. It is definitely not a monster, let alone a nasty undead."

　　 "As long as you help me pull out all the weapons from my body and put on a mask, let's rest for a while and proceed. What do you think?"

　　 In the two hollow eye sockets on the skull, the purple flame became more unstable.

Corleone responded to the smile. After some psychological struggles, he felt that he must stick to his heart and repay his kindness ~www.readwn.com~ so he dispelled the idea of ​​running away in his mind. He drew out the short knives, daggers and the like from the smiling face, then picked up the mask on the ground and put it on the smiling face.

　　 "Hmm, thanks." The smiling face didn't expect Corleone to help him. It seemed that this kid was eligible to join the blood gang.

"You put me on the horns first. Let's rest for a while nearby. There are too many dead bodies and the smell of blood is too heavy. It is likely to attract wild beasts in the desert." After talking, he turned his head and looked half buried in the sand. Piccolo in the ground.

　　 Corleone stepped forward and picked up the piccolo. He found that the flute was not cold, but had a warmth slightly higher than body temperature.

　　 He could probably guess that it was probably the piccolo in his hand and wiped out all the mist bees. This is really a powerful "baby".

　　 But he didn't have any greed or thoughts that he had known. Corleone didn't hesitate to put Piccolo directly on the waist of the smiling face.

　　 "This kid..." Looking at Corleone's actions with a smile, there was a wave of waves in his heart.

　　 "Which direction?" Corleone applied ointment to the wound on his body and wrapped it with a bandage, then put his smile on the corner of the horse, fixed it with a rope, and asked casually.

　　 "Continue to the north, and take a short ride before resting. I remember that there are ruins in front of you where you can escape the wind and sand."

　　 So the two of them, no, they were one person and one undead, so they continued to move forward with 4 wildebeests. By the way, Corleone also brought the brass serrated sword. He thought this weapon should be able to sell for a good price.

Soon dozens of vultures discovered the rich "gourmet" left on the ground, and their ear-piercing calls also attracted other predators. The corpses of these mist beemen were immediately destroyed by wild wolves, hyenas, and blood-seeking dogs. Divide it up. . .