Chatper 132 (1/2)

At this moment, Lan Feng was far away from the position of the transport team, and was in the stealth passive state of the passing shadow, lying on his back on a large rock, reviewing the battle just now.

"If You were by your side just now and the Shadowman's skills were perfectly used, you should be able to kill the first Demon Soldier in seconds, or at least not wake him up so quickly."

Lan Feng was still a little tangled that he didn't have the first time to drop a demon soldier. After all, he was a sneak attack, but he didn't kill the weakest soldier in seconds.

"Really, what are you thinking about, if there were you, there would be no such task." Then, Lan Feng laughed at himself, and he didn't even understand why he suddenly thought of you.

"Because I don't want to be the same person I used to be? I actually thought of having a companion... Really..." The more I thought about it, the more irritable I became.

Lan Feng simply sat up and looked at the wilderness in front of him.

"Sure enough, it's right not to choose thieves. It's really annoying to always think about some messy things."

Irritated talking to myself, irritable words.

"Ding" game prompt: "The due south senses the fluctuations of the demon race, you can choose to go to it by yourself and carefully sense it to determine whether it is a demon transportation team."

Just when Lan Feng was irritable, a system prompt sounded in his ear.

"Another one?"

Lan Feng said with a frown. Obviously, he did not expect that there would be two convoys appearing at almost the same time when there were only a few convoys a day.

"Forget it, it's just right, it's better to end it early, as long as it's a convoy..."

Lan Feng pondered slightly, and then directly activated the active effect of the dead shadow, increasing the movement speed and quickly rushing to the due south.

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That's it, for the next three days.

Yu was in the place where Old Man Fang lived and accepted the gifts that Old Man Fang and the others had prepared for him, while Lan Feng was alone in the barren battlefield ruins, in the current Demon Race transportation zone, harassing and burning the Demon Race transport team.

But apart from the four transport teams that Lan Feng burned on the first day, the later tasks became much more difficult.

The demons knew the existence of Lan Feng, and every transport team was strictly guarded. Of course, this was not difficult for Lan Feng, but it was still a lot more troublesome than before.

Especially knowing that Lan Feng was alone, the transport team was very scattered, and basically attacked one team behind, but did not attack the other.

Fortunately, I knew that Lan Feng was alone, and we didn't send all the demons to clear it. After all, it is unrealistic to clear a single person in such a large area, but each team has increased to 70-80 demons.

And the sensing range of the fire beads is not large, so Lan Feng often has to use the sky fire to find a random location to teleport, otherwise, after a location is successful, there is basically no demon transport team in that place.

As for whether the demons will recognize the blue flame, the old man Fang has already dealt with this problem. Those who communicated the news to the senior demons were all caught by the old man... …

He asked Lan Feng to perform the task, and naturally he had to do the behind-the-scenes work well. The low-level demons would not know the flame of the old man Fang, and they were not even qualified to hear everything about the old man Fang.

Now, in the evening...

Lan Feng is still as lazy as usual, and is already somewhat familiar with his thief settings, but when fighting, there is still no way to be lazy as usual.

Lying on his back on a fairly flat big rock, waiting for the demon transport team to pass by, this was the position he had just used Skyfire teleportation for.

"There's still the last team, so go back when you're done."

"Crack."

Lan Feng looked up at the gloomy sky, muttered to himself, then picked up a fruit picked from the forest of elves and ate it.

His backpack, the equipment and the like had been emptied a long time ago, and they were all stuffed into Yu's exclusive space. Anyway, Yu's exclusive space was so big, it was empty when it was empty.

And his own...

It's either food or drink, and even the fine wine of the dwarves that I accidentally discovered last time is also loaded by myself...

That's why his life these days has been stress-free, he has everything to eat and drink, but he doesn't sleep comfortably, the ground is the bed and the bed is the quilt.

"Crack..."

Another mouthful, Lan Feng did not open his mouth when he ate, and there was no other sound except for the muffled clicking sound.

"Guru..."

I swallowed it and didn't continue to eat.

"Today...it's the 18th." Lan Feng suddenly said melancholy, his hand holding Guozi unconsciously lowered.

"March 18, there are still a few days..." He looked at the gloomy sky again inexplicably. It seemed that there was only the sky here.

"Sakura?" He said, raising the hand holding the fruit.

"Crack."

Another sip, the melancholy state slowly disappeared, and it returned to the original laziness. The words just now were like an episode of eating.

"Crack..."

Continuing to eat, at this moment, the game prompt rang.

"Ding" game prompt: "The fluctuation of the demons is sensed in the south-southwest direction. You can choose to go and sense carefully to determine whether it is a demon transport team."

Lan Feng's eating stopped immediately.

"Has it finally appeared? It's been a team at the end."

"Crack!"