Awaken A Pen At The Beginning, Do You Call This A Piece Of Trash?

Chapter 298 Separate Action \\"Gageng\\"

Another hour passed, and Xiong Ze sent off three teams again.

It's just that the three teams behind are already alert, although they don't cooperate much.

But his vigilance was extremely high, and it took Xiong Ze a lot of effort to eliminate his opponent.

Panting, Xiong Ze slumped on the ground:

"Brother Jiang, I'm exhausted, I want to take a break."

Jiang Yize looked at the sweaty Xiong Ze:

"Okay, then you take a break."

Jiang Yize moved the brush, and the wooden script appeared on Xiong Ze's body.

Xiong Ze only felt that Morino around him suddenly became familiar, and a feeling of going home came to his heart.

The blood in his body that was frenzied by the battle began to calm down.

Xiong Ze could only feel his own breathing and heartbeat.

This very mysterious feeling made Xiong Ze fall into deep thought again, and saw the ancient giant bear again.

The small wound on Xiong Ze's body from the battle just now healed quickly.

Xiong Ze looked much better.

Goshawk sent news again, one in the south and one in the north.

Jiang Yize looked at Hongliu and Zhang Xiaoxiao:

"Captain, Senior Sister, why don't you split up and act?"

The two nodded.

To be on the safe side, Jiang Yize released the wind, force, and block formulas to the two.

And Zhang Xiaoxiao pouted:

"One more yin tactic."

Jiang Yize understood in seconds.

The yin tactic is that he can accurately sense the position of the senior sister.

The set of words.

Only then was she satisfied with drawing the formula with Yin characters on Zhang Xiaoxiao's slender and slender hands.

Jiang Yize pen:

"The spring breeze is green on the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine on me?"

The moonlight in the sky intensified, and the bright moonlight sprinkled in the spring wind circling around Zhang Xiaoxiao, Zhang Xiaoxiao's figure shone.

Jiang Yize sensed again, and it was already three kilometers away.

Xiong Ze, who was meditating on the spot, suddenly opened his eyes:

"Brother Jiang, can you give me this?"

Jiang Yize wondered:

"What's wrong?"

Xiong Zeyi changed his usual hippie smile, pointed to the moon in the sky and said:

"I feel like my body really needs this thing!"

Jiang Yize nodded:

"Then let's find an open space and I'll give you some moonlight."

Xiong Ze cheerfully got up:

"My ginger brother is the best!"

Saying that, Xiong Ze Pi Dian Pi Dian followed Jiang Yize and climbed up a hill.

And shortly after they left, a white figure appeared in place. Biqu library

The white figure came to the place where Xiong Ze was meditating, smelling something carefully.

A leaf caught the attention of the white figure, and there was a barely noticeable blood stain on that leaf.

The black figure licked the blood stains with his tongue, looking a little intoxicated.

If Huang Dalang appeared here, he would immediately scream

:

"It's him, it's him!"

The white figure that made the tomb guard Huang Dalang frightened and surrendered was not a psychological effect, but actually existed in the incident.

Until the blood stains on the leaves can no longer be tasted.

The white figure began to search for that smell in the air.

Compared to the Survival Challenge competition for Jinyi students.

The biggest difference in the Jinling Military Region Survival Challenge Competition is that they didn't clear the field at all.

There is nothing wrong with not clearing the Zijin Mountains in advance.

After all, in real tasks, all task environments are uncontrollable.

And the only thing you can control is yourself.

And this also means participating in this survival challenge competition.

Not only examiners and contestants, but also countless variables.

For example, a white figure drifting towards Jiang Yize and Xiong Ze.

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With a score of 7.8, the addition came as scheduled.

It's the weekend, everyone is going to go out to play, update it in advance~

Well, I'm going to meet with my graduate tutor today.

Coincidentally, my mentor also encountered the backstab of one of his students, and the person who stabbed him was also my junior.

It can only be said that knowing people and faces does not know the heart.

May everyone never be stabbed in the back by their own people. (Well, this sentence can be regarded as a spoiler for tomorrow's plot)