Master of wilderness survival

"Why?" At this moment, Zheng xinyun raised her head and looked at Zhao Xu in confusion.

the team's cold atmosphere was instantly broken, and a few of them could not help but laugh when they saw the experienced lqs.

"This Yingluo."

Zhao Xu already knew the goblins, houndhead men, and orcs, the three lower-class races, like the back of his hand. He was just short of reciting the information panel, but he was a little troubled by this.

After losing his memory, Richard seemed to have lost some of his intelligence and EQ.

It seemed that he had made the right decision to come here.

There shouldn't have been any danger when everyone was summoned to Arthur as projections, but after transmigrating, Zhao Xu didn't have eight pairs of eyes, so he couldn't keep an eye on everyone at all times.

In the abyss, if they really attracted the attention of the divine power, Antonya might not be able to guarantee their safety.