The People Walking in Dungeons Are Surely Not Normal

Chapter 1191 Rescued

Although in my heart, I long for the double swords to be able to break through the defense, and long for the Sand Scorpion to be killed by me with one blow, however.

With a muffled sound, I fell heavily to the ground. A dog gnawed its shit and ate a mouthful of sand.

In my ears, I heard a whistling pass above my body, and then disappeared quietly. It was probably because the sudden tail thorn stabbed into the air again because of my accidental fall.

Two empty sounds vibrated above my head. It seemed that the pair of pincers that wanted to clamp me were also caught in the air at the same time.

I just slipped and managed to avoid so many dangerous attacks in an instant, but my heroic image collapsed the moment I fell.

Haha, I really don’t know if it’s lucky or unfortunate.

Before I could get up, I heard several roars in succession, and then a hoarse roar of a sand scorpion came from half a meter in front of me.

I suddenly raised my face, ignoring the fact that it was covered with sand. I opened my eyes and took a look: On the huge body of the sand scorpion, arrows were constantly flying over, or inserted into the small cracks that I had cut before. , or blocked by its thick carapace, and rounds of ferocious shots drove the angry sand scorpion back step by step.

With this effort, my body rolled, and then the carp straightened up and stood up out of thin air. However - my foot slipped and I fell again.

I lay stretched out on the sand. My self-esteem and image had completely collapsed at this moment. Now I just want to die. Or give me a crack in the ground to crawl into. Or give me a newspaper that can cover my face. Bar.

Just when my heart became empty and I entered the desperate mode, two elves came to me, grabbed my arms from left to right, and pulled me up from the ground with a strong force.

Then, he dragged me back to the team like a dead dog.

Entering the team area, I was put down on the ground again, and I continued to stare at the blue sky with a look of despair on my face.

Soon, a pretty woman helped me up, handed me a water bag, and said, "Open your mouth and drink water."

I subconsciously opened my mouth and was filled with water, but I wasn't thirsty!

Then, she took a few more pieces of bread, put them to my mouth, and said, "Eat it."

Uh. Speaking of which, I’m not hungry either!

Without paying any attention to my sad eyes, she stuffed two pieces of bread into my mouth, then stood up, clapped her hands and said, "Well, you've eaten and drank, so you should be fine."

It’s nothing but ghosts!

Me: T-T.

After resting for a while, I finally regained my strength. I slowly sat up from the ground and looked towards the sand scorpion. I saw that the angry sand scorpion had been beaten by the group until it was unable to fight back and was retreating steadily.

The several elves attacking the Sand Scorpion still cooperated tacitly, trying to kill the Sand Scorpion in one fell swoop.

Obviously, they have enough experience with monsters like sand scorpions. They are very skilled in avoiding attacks and encircling them. It made me feel excited.

It's a pity that my physical strength is still less than a few tenths of the original. It is barely enough to kill the ghost-faced spider and the like, but it is absolutely impossible to kill such a powerful monster as the sand scorpion, unless I can activate myself Talent, or take off the gauntlet.

Uh. But I don’t want to think about such terrible things for the time being.

With a ferocious roar, the Sand Scorpion died, dropping two shiny silver coins and a very sharp-looking tail stinger.

A few elves took a breath, ignored the things on the ground, and walked towards me slowly. At this time, a very young elf child in the team rushed out at a very fast speed and took the silver coins and tails on the sand. The thorn picked it up and ran back to me. With his little hands together, he handed the silver coin and the tail thorn to me.

I sighed, smiled and touched his hair: "These are yours, I don't want them."

The child raised his hands stubbornly and stared at me with his eyes.

I turned around and saw several elf warriors nodding towards me. The meaning was obvious: take it.

However, the principle cannot be changed. This is not something I hit. Naturally, I will not move it. So I shook my head at them: "This is not mine. You can put it away."

Seeing my determined look, they stopped insisting and nodded towards the child.

The child paused for a moment, then quickly ran back to the team holding the silver coins and tail spines, and carefully placed them into the package.

"Thank you" I said.

"You're welcome," the elves said with a smile. They sat down cross-legged, took out their water bags, and slowly drank the water. They must have experienced a fierce battle and planned to take a rest and recover their strength.

I turned my attention to the child who was leaning on the package and looking over here, and said, "Is it really okay for such a young child to be a follower?"

"No problem." The elf sitting directly opposite me smiled and said: "With me and his mother here, he will be very safe. Moreover, he has also determined to become an excellent adventurer since he was a child."

"His mother." I looked around and found that there was only one woman in the team, the pretty woman who had just given me water. I nodded to her to thank her, and the woman nodded in return.

"I'm curious, why did you come here alone, where is your team?" said the elf who just asked.

I sighed: "I don't know where my team has gone. Isn't it just searching for them layer by layer?"

"I just watched your battle. With all due respect, I guess you haven't reached level ten yet, right?" the elf asked tentatively.

"No," I shook my head and said, "I'm only at level eight."

"Level 8!" Several other elves exclaimed: "You are only at level 8 and you can come here alone?"

"Not to mention anything else, even the proud Lady Emily of our clan couldn't have managed to break in here alone at the eighth level and still remain unscathed." He hesitated for a moment and said, "Excuse me, what are you doing? Who is he?"

"My name is An Xiaoyi," I said, "Don't you know, I am your foreign elder!"

"Ahem!" One of the elves who was drinking water choked and coughed when he heard my words.

"It turns out to be a foreign elder!" Several elves stood up and saluted me.

"Ah, no courtesy, please sit down." I stood up and pushed the elves back to their original positions and said, "Actually, you don't need to show me any courtesy. After all, you are all my lifesavers. As for my benefactor, without your rescue, I would have been eaten by the sand scorpion."

Several elves looked at each other before relaxing and continuing to drink water or rest.

The elf who just spoke smiled and said: "The foreign elder who has always asked us is a unique human race. When we meet him today, he is indeed so."

"Uh" I scratched my hair and said, "What do you think of my difference? Is it good or bad?"

"I don't know whether it's good or bad," the elf said, "but we don't hate it."

"Huh." I breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, just don't hate me. It seems that I haven't failed as a human being. Ah, by the way, may I ask a few of you, you saw another group of people from the human race, the beast race, the elves, Did a team of elves and dwarves pass by here?"

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