Deng Xiao set up a tent in the leeward position of the hill. Zheng Mingmei took Deng Xiao's treatment and lay down on the sleeping bag to rest. Ke Xue sat outside the tent and looked at the blood red moon. Deng Xiao came over and put his hand on Ke Xue's shoulder. "What's the matter? What are you thinking? "

"Why are those Warcraft not afraid of elemental attack? And my attack didn't work for them either. " Ke Xue said bitterly that powerful he felt powerless, just like a man sweeping a zombie with an ak417, but it was OK. He would feel a strong sense of loss...