I rely on force value to clear the dungeon [unlimited]

"The traffic ahead is blocked, so we have to make a detour."

"Oh, do you know the way?"

Xiao Ling, who was playing Rubik's Cube in the back row, looked up at the road ahead, asked a casual question, and kept moving.

They have been on the road for two days, and it is really a bit boring.

Feng Congmian stopped to look at the map, and Xiaoling also leaned over to look at it.

As the hot air approached, Feng Congmian froze slightly, having rarely had such intimate contact with people.

"How long will it take us to reach the capital?"

"In two days." Feng Congmian put away the map with a normal expression, he parked the car at the door of a hotel and said, "Take a break."

Xiaoling had no objection, Feng Congmian stopped at the door of a small hotel on purpose, the two of them walked into the small hotel after getting off the car, almost everything inside was looted, and there was a man who was cursing uncleanly , when he saw the harmless Xiaoling approaching, he wanted to scold someone fiercely.

"Don't worry about it..."

Before he could utter the words to drive him away, he saw Feng Congmian walking leisurely behind.

The eyebrows and eyes are deep, and the eyes looking over are like ice.

Just one glance made the man shut his mouth.

He looked at the extraordinary Feng Congmian with fear, weighed the difference in physique between the two of them, and finally picked up a bag of instant noodles on the ground and ran away.

After he ran away, Xiaoling saw a boy who was kicked to the ground by him.

Under Xiaoling's gaze, the boy stood up with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

He looked at the two people in front of him, and said in a stubborn and trembling tone: "Everything here has been robbed, the bag of instant noodles just now is the last food, please go out."

The boy took them as the same people who came to grab things.

"We will give you a reward, let us sleep in the room here for one night." Without much explanation, Feng Congmian took out a few packs of instant noodles from the space and gave him.

Xiaoling glanced at him and didn't say anything, they could go to the shop next door to rest for the night, Feng Congmian's doing so was considered kindness.

The boy was stunned, but he quickly took the instant noodles. The store was ransacked, and he could only go to the Magic Eye store to exchange for points, but he also knew the importance of points at a young age. Don't use it.

"You can live wherever you want, anyway, there is nothing left here except beds."

Feeling that they were not malicious, the little boy's tense nerves eased, and he took out the medicine box hidden deep in the cabinet and rubbed the medicine on his face.

Xiaoling didn't go upstairs to rest right away, he sat on the only sofa in the hall and asked, "Is this your store?"

"Ah."

The boy looked up at him and said disappointedly, "It's the hotel run by my parents."

"Oh."

Xiaoling took out a pack of barbecue-flavored potato chips from the space and ate them, not intending to ask further questions.

But the little boy couldn't help himself, he wanted to find someone to confide his grievances, but after all, he was just a child, he said coyly: "You should ask where my parents are at this time."

"Oh, where are your parents going?" Xiaoling asked obediently.

"I don't know, they may still be in that magical realm, but it doesn't matter, they will come out soon, my parents are very powerful." The little boy clenched his fists.

Children seem to accept changes in the world faster.

Xiaoling nodded, he didn't want to expose the boy's fantasy, but he knew that those who haven't come out of the demon world can only be in bad luck.

The quick-frozen dumplings cooked by Feng Congmian soon became fragrant.

Xiaoling stopped eating potato chips and looked over eagerly, and the little boy also looked over.

As soon as Feng Congmian looked up, he saw the same eager eyes of the two children.

Like two poor little hamsters waiting to beg for food.

"...Come here and eat."

Xiaoling sat down without being polite at all, picked up the bowl and ate.

The little boy was a little awkward, slowly moved over, and carefully moved over to take a bowl to eat.

Xiaoling said with a bulging mouth, "Well... good time."

The little boy nodded, his mouth was so full that he couldn't speak, he looked very hungry.

Feng Congmian didn't say a word, and made the most of his inability to speak.

When going upstairs, Xiaoling and Feng Congmian deliberately chose two adjacent rooms, the rooms next to each other can avoid accidents.

The two already had an initial tacit understanding.

After resting in the hotel for one night, they set off again at the moment when the magic eye opened and dawn without stopping, without waking up the little boy.

It's just that Xiaoling left a few packs of toffee and a bluffing wooden bin in the little boy's room.

Normal people don't know that the wooden warehouse can no longer be used, so holding the wooden warehouse can scare some people, at least those who want to bully children to grab things, and even if they are robbed, they don't worry about being retaliated. kill.

It was a wooden warehouse he had taken from the police station.

When doing these things, Xiaoling's expression was indifferent, but his movements were very gentle. Feng Congmian didn't say anything, and quietly leaned on the door frame to wait for him.

The driver on the road was still Feng Congmian, and Xiaoling slumped in the back seat like a slob. At this time, there was only one day's drive left to the capital.

"Brother Feng? Brother Feng? Brother Feng?"

As soon as Xiaoling got bored, she began to harass the people next to her, and when she found that he didn't respond, she bent her eyes and called out tentatively: "Mianmian?"

The car skidded.

Feng Congmian raised his eyes and bumped into a piece of blue from the rear car mirror. At this time, Wang Bilan was smiling.

A single title can tease this decisive man, Xiaoling smiled so hard that his eyes were crooked.

Xiaoling called Mianmian again, pronounced grandma, which sounded more like a little sheep bleating.

Feng Congmian: "...don't call me that."

Xiao Ling: "It's so ugly to be called Cong Cong."

Feng Congmian was silent for two seconds: "Little Feather."

Xiaoling was stunned for a moment before realizing that Feng Congmian was a nickname for him.

"Hahahahahahahaha, Mianmian, you are too cute."

Feng Congmian was overwhelmed by the laughter, his ears turned red when he looked carefully.

Xiaoling found this out, and laughed even more happily without restraint, yelling Mianmian one by one.

Feng Congmian corrected him twice but failed, so he let him go.

There is a faint pampering that has not been concealed in the eyes.

After the two arrived in the capital non-stop, they met more people on the road, but most of them were young and middle-aged people, and children and old people were rarely seen. People from all walks of life looked hurried and nervous.

The two separated on the square, and Xiaoling handed him a piece of paper with the address of Li Jiaxun's home written on it.

Xiaoling exposed her friend's address indifferently.

After working together for the past few days, Feng Congmian also got used to Xiaoling's insolent style, so he accepted the note in silence.

"Whether you find the person you're looking for or not, we're teammates now, you have to come find me after you're done, and we'll go in together in the next Demon Realm." Xiaoling turned and left after speaking domineeringly.

Feng Congmian, who stayed where he was, suddenly had the illusion of being warned by Zhenggong to go home early.

-

"Open the door, open the door, your father is here."

Li Jiaxun lives in a high-end residential area, but this wealthy area with heavy security has long since lost its security. Xiaoling walked in unceremoniously, found the house where Li Jiaxun lived, and began to knock hard on the door.

Li Jiaxun knew who it was just by hearing the beating tone. He got up from the bed and opened the door quickly.

Before Xiaoling could react, she was hugged.

"Woooooo crazy wolf, you're finally here, I knew you wouldn't want me, woooooo." Li Jiaxun hugged Xiaoling at the door of the house, snotting and crying.

Xiaoling kicked him expressionlessly, kicked him in directly, and then followed in, not forgetting to close the door behind her.

"Do you miss Dad?"

Li Jiaxun got up from the ground: "I want to! Dad treats me the best!"

His various inventions have failed, his contact with his superiors has also been broken, and his thermal weapons and computers can't be used. Now he has no power to restrain a chicken, and his friends with super high military value can come to him as soon as possible. His heart that had been hanging for several days finally fell.

Xiaoling looked at him with a look of disgust, this person was taken away in the same orphanage as him, both were taken away at the age of three, but the paths they took were very different.

The person who adopted him has a serious tendency to violence. The little Xiaoling was once abused and beaten to grow up, and then he fled from that family after being completely ruthless. Li Jiaxun was his only friend in his miserable childhood. He had a high IQ and entered directly into In Xiaoling's eyes, he is just a silly dog.

Sensing the disgust on his friend's face, Li Jiaxun coughed, patted the ashes on his body, and said seriously: "About the magic eye, do you have any idea?"

When mentioning this, Xiaoling looked annoyed: "No."

Li Jiaxun leaned over with a mysterious face: "I may have some clues here."

"I hijacked a help letter sent by a research institute in my country to other countries on the computer. The letter used a code, and I cracked it for a long time."

"The general meaning is that we still can't stop it, it will appear soon, and the tragedy of Drifter Planet will happen again."

Xiaoling frowned to digest the huge amount of information: "The planet of the wanderers? What do you mean, does the tragedy refer to this catastrophe?"

"I don't know, this is a research project that the country has been conducting secretly, and I don't have the authority to know. The magic eye started on the third day after I deciphered these codes, so I have every reason to suspect that these two things are related. Associated."

"Can you confirm the sending point?"

Hearing this question, Li Jiaxun snapped his fingers, took out a map from somewhere and pointed it out to him: "Good question, I haven't located the exact location, that advanced signal is very disturbing and misleading, but there are The following suspicious addresses."

Eight places are circled on this national map.

Li Jiaxun looked at Xiaoling and said, "If possible, I hope we can visit these places, maybe we can find clues about the magic eye."

"Of course." A cold light flashed in Xiaoling's eyes, it was not his style to sit and wait for death.

In the next half an hour, Xiaoling basically told all the information he knew.

Li Jiaxun sighed: "It is worthy of being called a mad dog, and I really chose the demon hunter."

Xiaoling looked indifferent when he heard the word rabies, and told himself in his heart not to argue with his stupid son, if someone else had called him this nickname, he would have beaten him to the ground long ago.

"Knock knock—" two short knocks on the door suddenly sounded.

Li Jiaxun's eyes widened, and he hid behind Xiaoling all of a sudden: "Who?" He didn't have any friends who would come to him now.

As a dead house, he has no friends except Xiaoling who has a weird temper.

Xiaoling had already guessed who it was, and opened the door directly after seeing a familiar figure through the cat's eyes.

The sweet voice was full of surprises: "Mianmian——"

Li Jiaxun looked like he saw a ghost beside him. He knew that his friend had several faces, but who was this babe?Give me my dad back!

When Feng Congmian walked in, he felt oppressive at the height of one meter.

Li Jiaxun felt himself shivering like a little chicken.

"Who is this?"

"Hello, my name is Feng Congmian, Xiaoling's current teammate." Feng Congmian offered his hand.

"Hi, my name is Li Jiaxun, Xiaoling's good friend."

Li Jiaxun quickly returned the grip, and he straightened his chest. You can't lose if you lose. This guy who came out of nowhere doesn't want to take my father away.

Li Jiaxun wears rustic black-rimmed glasses. There are no obvious signs of exercise on his body, and there are no calluses left by training on his hands. He is engaged in mental work. Feng Congmian quickly judged the situation in front of him the moment he retracted his hand. Humans are boundary breakers.

Xiaoling smiled and said to Li Jiaxun: "This is the last time I met, we are both demon hunters, and we get along well, so we formed a team."

"I'll team up with you in the next game too!" Li Jiaxun hurriedly raised his hand. For some reason, he had a strong premonition that his thigh was about to be abducted.

Xiaoling showed a fatherly look of concern and said to her mentally handicapped son: "All right."

Feng Congmian had no objection either, so the three of them added friends and formed a team.

Knowing that Feng Congmian didn't find the person he was looking for, Xiaoling turned out the map to show him, and explained again.

"In short, there may be secrets about the magic eye here. Do you want to come with us? Of course, you can go to your friends if you want to."

As long as a team is formed, even if they are not together, they can enter the magic eye together, and they can act separately.

Feng Congmian quickly made a decision: "I'll be with you." He didn't ask how Li Jiaxun knew this.

"Then let's hurry up and get ready to go. There is no delay in this matter. The next Demon Realm might be about to start."

After Li Jiaxun said this, the magic eye in the sky spun around twice.

"When——the trial of the second layer of demon realm is about to begin, all players are requested to prepare, the countdown is ten, nine, eight..."

The three of them looked at each other speechlessly, and at the moment when they were finally teleported away, Xiao Ling couldn't help but burst into a rude sentence: "Damn, Li Jiaxun, you crow mouth."