Chapter 157

If it's any other reason, Nicole may have more doubts. She's a smart Nicole.

However, once it comes to eating, Nicole's brain is filled with paste. If Su Mo tells her that the meat of the golden Python is delicious, maybe she would like to contribute herself to Su Mo's killing.

In this way, we can make charcoal roast golden python, and when she refreshes, she can eat her own meat happily.

Lai Fu used three small lightning and took several magic pills before killing the buffalo king.

It kills and Nicole kills, both drop things the same, but the problem lies in the use level of items dropped by monsters. Generally speaking, this usage level is affected by two aspects.

One is the level of the monster itself. Level 5 monsters will never lose level 50 gear.

The other is the level of the slayer. The level of the dropped items is obviously different between Lefu and Nicole.

After killing the buffalo king, Laifu ran to see the fall.

A piece of silver equipment is lying on the ground.

There is only one such thing, there is no second one, and there is no guild order.

This is really a sad story, but also very reasonable, boss can drop a silver equipment is very good, blue is not uncommon.

Fortunately, it's silver equipment of level 30.

It's used by the clergyman profession. Although it doesn't have special effects, the basic properties are OK. It's not a problem to sell for 2000 yuan.

Ask huolingxi if you want to dance.

Of course, it won't be free. Su Mo is not the color embryo who can't walk on the road when he sees a beautiful woman. He can pay nothing for the things given to his brothers and sisters, but he doesn't have a good relationship with huolingxi dance. It's good to say hello.

"I'll take it." Raffle asked for Nicole's opinion symbolically.

Nicole, the golden python, has no objection at all. Laifu is now her parents. She can't wait to take out two backpacks: "come on, man, it's time to work again."

"It's troublesome. I miss modern industry." Laifu sighed helplessly.

"What is modern industry?"

"Well, it's a quick way to cut beef. Forget it, it doesn't make any sense." Laifu is not going to help a python learn about industry.

But in the game world, the industrial revolution has begun to rise.

A large number of factories and workshops began to appear in cities and towns, and big businessmen began to seek their own social status. The contradiction between enlightened aristocrats and conservative nobles became increasingly acute.

In terms of scientific and technological productivity, it is almost equivalent to Europe in the middle of the 19th century.

However, the game elements such as magic, holy light, combat class and auxiliary class are mixed among them, which makes some places more backward than the real industrial revolution period, while others are more developed.

For example, backpack space, medical space

Laifu here has broken down the whole cow. Thank you for this game. He only spent more than an hour.

Unfortunately, it can only be equipped with one backpack. The one with eight squares can be thrown away directly. One with twenty squares is put in the backpack, and all other things are thrown away. Thus, there are 19 grids to hold things.

The claws don't take up space all the time.

With 19 lattices, it is enough for Laifu to carry all the things here, such as tripe, yellow throat, ox tongue, ox liver, ox tendon, etc., and even the bullwhip is put into the backpack.

A 30 level equipment, two 20 gauge backpacks, and a whole cow, today's harvest is not generally rich.

Raffle is very pleased to say goodbye to Nicole the golden python.

Nicole began to cry and haw again because she was hungry again.

Can't afford it, can't afford it!

Laifu finds Su Mo and digs him out. He leaves the place one by one.

Su Mo first mailed all the things to Su Xiaojiu, and then took Laifu to Kony fishing port. He planned to ask the blacksmith to help him see the spirit sword.

The origin of this spirit sword is terrible, but its power is poor.

When Su Mo came in, the little blacksmith was still working hard to make arrows. Although he was very skilled, he could not bear to face such a large number of arrows.

So when he saw Su Mo, the chief culprit, he turned around.

"I'm as angry as a little daughter-in-law." Su Mo did not see anything outside, nor did he feel that he had offended each other.

The little blacksmith ignored him until a sword was handed to him.

"What the hell."

"I've got a new weapon recently. Help me have a look." Su Mo is looking forward to looking at the other side, hoping that the other side can immediately worship themselves.

"What a mess. Don't send all the rubbish to me. If you don't have weapons, you can pick one from the counter." As he spoke, he threw Su Mo's spirit sword into the stove.Su Mo was scared to death. He threw himself on the stove and snatched out the sword of the spirit.

Can a blacksmith's stove be an ordinary furnace? Even in a moment, Su Mo was burned to death, his hands turned to coke, his hair was ignited, and his drive was gradually spreading.

The little blacksmith looked stunned, and then lifted the bucket beside him and poured it on Su Mo's head.

Su Mo's handsome face was directly disfigured, the kind that could frighten the children. His hands were unable to move, but he still firmly grasped his spirit sword.

"A rusty iron sword, do you need to be so precious?" The little blacksmith was surprised.

"Rusty iron sword? Take a closer look. Is this a rusty iron sword Su Mo gnashing his teeth, if not for the long-term supply of arrows, he is bound to put Sony into the fire.

"It's really a rusty iron sword." Sonny pulled the sword of the elf.

By the way, he tore off a piece of skin from Su Mo's hand. After removing the skin, Su Mo exudes an attractive smell of meat. His hands are almost ripe.

"how can I bring a rusty iron sword to you? Do you think I'm free?" Su Mo is going to die of anger.

"No matter what kind of sword you have, it is rusty in my eyes at least..." The blacksmith suddenly stopped and said, "wait a minute. Why hasn't the rust been damaged at all?"

He just threw the blacksmith into the fire. No matter how quickly Su Mo rescued him, the fire in the stove would have an effect on the burning of rust.

However, before the original rust, there is no less than a trace.

The little blacksmith's family has been a blacksmith for generations, and he has been forging iron since childhood. Even if he only glances at it, he can still remember the size, arrangement and color of several obvious rust spots

None of this has changed!

"This is the sword of the spirit. You know how to burn the rust! It's not true. If the rust can't be damaged, can the sword be damaged once the durability is gone? " Su Mo felt his brain had become paste.

It must have been burnt out.

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