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

Xiaoling and Feng Congmian returned to the abandoned laboratory after they came out of the demonic realm. Although they seemed to have spent a long time in that ghost town, they actually completed their tasks much faster than normal people.

The surroundings are quiet, and at this time, almost all human beings in the world are still struggling to survive in the devil's realm.

Xiaoling glanced at the surroundings and the environment that hadn't changed at all before they entered the demonic realm, and easily deduced that Li Jiaxun must not have come out yet.

Xiao Ling frowned lightly: "When he comes out, he must exercise well." If the difficulty of the Demon Realm will increase in the future, the death rate will increase again by a large margin.

Feng Congmian gently patted his head beside him, and said, "Don't worry."

Xiaoling turned her head to look at him, but remembered that he had something to tell him before they entered the magic realm.

"Tell me... why did you go to the capital with me?"

Feng Congmian: "To find my friends."

Xiaoling raised her eyebrows: "Friend?"

Feng Congmian nodded: "It's my comrade who fought with me through life and death."

He used the word once, so Xiaoling stopped asking.

Feng Congmian said calmly, "But they left clues."

"clue?"

"Well, I looked at the route we are going now, and if there is no accident, we should be able to meet them on the road."

Xiaoling poked him a little dissatisfied: "So that's why you agreed to go with us then?"

Feng Congmian was so happy that he pampered him, bent down with a doting face and let him poke his face wantonly: "No, I really wanted to be with you at that time."

Xiaoling cheerfully poked Feng Congmian's handsome face into a strange look before reluctantly nodding: "Okay."

The clues they got in the laboratory were only a few words. They only knew that there had been relevant research on the sudden appearance of the magic eye. After leaving the clues for Li Jiaxun in the laboratory, Xiaoling and Feng Congmian found a nearby An inn to rest.

The two of them had some training before they were in the mood to open the magic eye settlement. The points of the third level of the magic world were [-]. Through the magic eye forum, we can understand that the total points given by each level of the magic world are the same, and It will not change due to entering different types of magic realms.

"Well, my points are 600." Xiaoling looked at the control panel with some doubts.

Feng Congmian read out the points he had allocated without accident: "I am 100."

Xiaoling blinked in embarrassment, Feng Congmian blocked so many ghosts outside by himself in order to let him concentrate on dealing with the female ghost without interference, so the magic eye judgment gave him very few points, he killed a lot at that time Cool, didn't think about it at all.

"Broken Magic Eye." Xiaoling squinted dissatisfiedly, and the desire to blow him up became stronger in his heart.

Feng Congmian looked indifferent, he took the initiative to block so many ghosts of the townspeople and left the boss to him just to give him points.

"Go to sleep." Feng Congmian's deep and magnetic voice sounded.

Xiaoling suddenly felt a little heat on his face. He had no psychological pressure when the two of them slept on the same bed in the Demon Realm, but he felt a little embarrassed when he came out.

Being together is too sudden and logical, which always makes him feel unreal.

Feng Congmian patted the newly changed fluffy quilt to pretend to be provocative: "Shy?"

Even though he knew that this person did it on purpose, Xiaoling quickly took the bait, raised his head slightly with a seductive arc at the end of his eyes: "Who is afraid?" After speaking, he quickly lay down and wrapped himself around him like an octopus on purpose , the kind that can't be torn off.

Hearing a muffled grunt from him, he became triumphant.

Feng Congmian patted him helplessly, Xiaoling rubbed harder, and accidentally bumped into a place that shouldn't be touched again.

Feng Congmian couldn't move, but patted his butt twice as punishment.

Xiaoling is obedient now, and closes her eyes obediently.

Feng Congmian sighed softly as he looked at the little guy in his arms who was pretending to be dead after doing something bad, but he still didn't do anything, but lightly pecked and kissed his ear.

Li Jiaxun didn't come to the door until dawn. Xiaoling took out two bottles of milk and eggs and bacon from the backpack that came with the magic eye system. It’s steaming hot, and you don’t have to worry about it going bad when you put the food in it. You can also exchange food at the Magic Eye Store. The price is very low. A few points can be exchanged for a few catties of rice, and you can also exchange enough bread for more than a week, but Xiao Ling He Feng Congmian's backpack was stuffed with a lot of food directly from the store, so there was no need to waste points.

Feng Congmian fried the eggs and bacon until fragrant, and handed Xiaoling's glass of milk to Xiaoling after it had been warmed up.

Xiaoling brushed the magic eye forum without looking up, took the milk and said while drinking: "The division of camps is starting to become obvious."

Although the words were spoken without beginning or end, Feng Congmian understood his meaning in an instant.

In the Demon Realm, more and more people choose to obtain death conditions and clues by framing others. If the camp wins, no matter how much progress you make, you will not get any points. On the contrary, if you are from the same camp as yourself, you can get points regardless of whether you are a teammate or not.

In this tense situation, the points are directly linked to the survival rate, and the large number of boundary breakers and the relatively rare demon hunters have vaguely shown signs of mutual hatred.

The Magic Eye Forum has started to show posts one after another, earning viewing fees by sharing experience with others. Although this kind of points is only a small profit, once the post becomes popular, there will be a steady stream of points. Of course, more are lost The post was brushed away by other posts with more exciting titles less than a second after it was posted, wasting the ten points for posting in vain, but unfortunately there are still many people who are dazzled by the various red hot posts in front of them, and put all their eggs in one basket post.

Xiao Ling clicked on a few free posts to read, some complained about old teammates looking for new ones, and some hung up for warnings, and those who were hung up were almost all people who killed people in the magic realm with cruel and malicious means, there was no lower limit.

What attracted Xiaoling's attention was a landlord who claimed to have escaped from the dead and was almost killed. He said that he met four extremely cruel people and described their appearance. According to him, these people were about to succeed. Killed all the other survivors, only the host survived with a feigned death prop.

There is a small double-wing logo next to the post posted by the host. It is a guild logo. Not long after the magic eye forum appeared, someone discovered this function. As long as there are more than ten people, you can form a guild. You can find it in the guild. People form teams arbitrarily and share resources and clues according to their level. Guilds of all sizes keep popping up, and logos are the key to distinguishing various guilds.

It’s not the first time Xiaoling has seen the logo of this Shuangwing guild. It seems to be a fairly high-level guild. There is a very popular experience sharing post from their guild. Not long after the system started, it should not be weak to be able to have such a high contribution to this kind of grand duke. It can be seen that those four people who forced him to use life-saving props must be very cruel. Xiaoling became a little interested and silently Jot down those physical descriptions.

Knock knock knock, knock knock.

There were three long knocks and two short knocks on the door suddenly. This was the secret signal he and Li Jiaxun used to knock on the door.

Xiaoling stood up quietly, and opened the door only after seeing it through the cat's eyes.

As soon as Li Jiaxun opened it, he howled and wanted to jump on Xiaoling, but was stopped by Feng Congmian who had been promoted to boyfriend.

Li Jiaxun looked at Xiaoling and then at Feng Congmian, always feeling that there was something more in the atmosphere between the two of them before he knew it.

He pushed his black-rimmed glasses suspiciously. The poor lens did not know what happened, and there was an obvious crack in the lens of the right eye.

"Did you reach some kind of unspeakable agreement behind my back?"

Li Jiaxun was just asking casually, but Feng Congmian gave a serious answer: "Well, we have confirmed the relationship."

Li Jiaxun asked stupidly: "What's the relationship? Didn't they form a teammate relationship long ago?"

Xiaoling was more direct than Feng Congmian, she hugged Feng Congmian's neck and kissed on tiptoe, and said loudly, "This kind of relationship!"

Li Jiaxun was completely dumbfounded, he opened his mouth wide open, he was speechless for a long time.

Xiaoling patted this cheap son, showing pity for the single mother and fetus in his eyes.