The villain lord: Both the player and the protagonist want to kill me Xi Wei Jinshi

Lori was quite ignorant at first.

But soon Lori knew the meaning of that little poem that Xi Wei chanted.

"How about Lori, are you afraid?"

Xi Wei took his hoe and patted the barren soil. Today's wave of development of the backyard soil must make the soil fertile enough.

"Humph~╭(╯^╰)╮" Lori pouted proudly.

What's the use of being afraid, as if being afraid can stop Xi Wei.

"Hey..." Seeing the little maid's attitude of being indifferent to life and death, and willing to do whatever she wanted, he already knew what Lori was thinking.

But today one has to be careful and be gentle when clearing the ground.

Otherwise, it may cause blockage and damage to the soil layer. After all, the hoe in his hand is the largest.

However, this kind of thing is already very skillful for Xi Wei.

He and Lori had a good understanding, and after a while the soil was thick enough, and then he picked up the hoe and dug in.

It was the first time to dig the orchard in the backyard, and Lori was still a little uncomfortable, but Xi Wei was already an old fruit farmer, and had already exchanged farming experience with Ruoy. At this moment, she touched the green peaches for a while, and picked round toots for a while. The grapes were brought down to eat, and soon Lori was immersed in the joy of farming, and became more at ease.

And Xi Wei continued to improve his farming efficiency, and the two sang the song of fruit farmers' farming together.

After the seeds are sown, in the spring of the coming year, perhaps new fruits will grow in this land.

The words are divided into two parts.

Do not do anything has already shared the location coordinates in the player's public channel in real time.

Of course, now is not the time to attack.

They were attacked precisely by the local army within half an hour after leaving the starting point. Barna and Platyre, who were not fools, would definitely suspect that there was an insider, which would affect the plan after they were not involved in personnel affairs.

So in the end, the time of attack was set at three o'clock in the morning without doing personnel affairs.

This is the time when people are most exhausted, and when they are attacked, Barna and Platyer must be in a daze.

When their minds are ignorant, they don't have much time to figure out the ins and outs.

Everything is in the plan of not doing personnel affairs.

The time soon came to three o'clock in the morning. During this period, the black truffle caravan passed seven checkpoints in total.

The soldiers stationed at the checkpoints all inspected the goods of the caravan, but because it was too late, these soldiers also dozed off, so when they initially determined that the goods delivered were only some coal mines, they let them go directly.

Platyer was very good, and gave some money to every knight who was in charge of guarding the checkpoints.

Some people took it, some people confiscated it.

He watched silently without being a human being, and wrote down the names and identities and backgrounds of the knights who had received money in a small notebook.

In addition, they encountered three waves of patrolling soldiers.

I don't know whether to be grateful or regretful.

These three waves of patrolling soldiers are all "own people" who have been taken care of by Bishop Charlie.

They just greeted Platyer and Barna symbolically and let them go.

After walking for about 10 minutes, the black truffle caravan entered a dense jungle.

After passing through this jungle, you will reach the border of Heihe Territory.

"This is the Heihe Forest, the main source of timber for the entire Heihe Lord. Apart from that, there is only the Sorrendo Mountains, but there are monsters running rampant there, and it is far less safe than the Heihe Forest."

Platyer seldom had such interest. He pointed to a large piece of wood pile left after being felled in the distance and explained to the players with a smile.

"The color of the stakes should be oak, and it will take decades for them to grow again."

Speaking of this, he was a little bit embarrassed, and he would probably die of old age in a few decades.

The lifespan of human beings is generally short, even advanced legends can only live for 2000 years at most.

And as the lifespan increases, the strength will become weaker and weaker.

A two-thousand-year-old legend may not be able to defeat a young champion knight...

If you want true eternal life, you must ignite the divine fire and become a demigod.

[With the help of adults, I should be able to live at least three or four hundred years old! 】

Pilates cheers for himself.

He is 46 years old now, and in his current opinion, it is not bad to live for three or four hundred years.

"Is it a little too quiet around here?"

Compared with Platyer, who was imagining the future, the old wizard who was nearly sixty years old was obviously more vigilant.

How else can we say that people are old and mature?

"It's been a while since I've heard the sound of insects." Barna's voice was serious, his snake-like eyes scanned the surroundings, he slowly pulled out the snake-headed staff from his arms, and the two Templars standing behind him He also held his dominant hand on the hilt of the sword.

We all know that when a predator appears.

The jungle will become very quiet.

It's just that it's not a predator that came today.

"Be alert!" Barna growled, "I think our road ahead may not be easy."

He held the snake-head staff and pointed around, and the miserable green light gathered on the snake-head staff.

When the Predator appears, the magic of Quegulaxiu can immediately deal a fatal blow!

The time has come.

Do not do personnel and slowly fall to the back of the team.

Then send an offensive signal in the player's public channel.

"Zhi-!" A crisp whistle sounded.

Then, howling one after another echoed in the woods.

For a while, there was a feeling of dreaming back to Monkey Mountain.

As the shouts got closer and closer, a group of figures in shiny equipment and pig masks emerged from the jungle in all directions.

Barna, who was most nervous, was so frightened by this sudden scene that he almost went into cardiac arrest.

As for Platyer, he was stunned on the carriage, and he was still in a daze.

"Who are you?" Barna screamed while holding the snake-headed staff: "This is the black truffle caravan, do you want to die by intercepting us?"

The words in his mouth are threats, but the movements in his hands are also quite swift.

As soon as the words fell, a blue poisonous mist sprayed out from the snake-headed staff and swept towards the nearest group of players.

Even though it was just a face-to-face meeting with these sudden attackers.

However, Barna has discovered that the strength of these attackers is not strong.

Take the first wave of people as an example.

Although the gaudy equipment on his body looks bluffing, but he is a mage, and he is most familiar with the magic lamp.

Only rookie adventurers and mercenaries would pursue such flashy things.

For example, inlaid luminous beads on the hilt of the sword. Although it has been a long time to hang a magic lamp directly, it is similar to the operation of those rookies.

After such reasoning and analysis, his tense little heart settled down.

Killing so many attackers was nothing short of a feat.

"Kill Unforgiven!" Without further ado, Barna issued an order to attack.