Chapter 1881

As a result...

Shen Yanxiao's claws were just close to the longbow, and a burning sensation immediately passed to her fingertips.

Shen Yanxiao immediately took back his hand and squinted at the burn on his fingertip.

“……” What's the situation?!

Shen Yan is speechless.

It seems that she can't use the bow made by the spirit. If she touches it, she will be hurt by the pure breath of life on the archer immediately.

The spirit represents life, the undead represents death. These two kinds of existence can not coexist.

Shen Yanxiao wants to cry now

She was just glad that she had a skill that could be used without magic and fighting spirit, but now she found that the weapon needed for this skill was not touched by her!!

You think you are a virgin!!

The owner has changed his shape, so you don't recognize him. You are a dog. You even bite her!

Shen Yanxiao's bow and arrow are useless. She doesn't want to turn her claws into coke.

However, Shen Yanxiao can only go to the weapon shop in the city of zelano and choose a bow and arrow from the weapons of the dead.

When Shen Yanxiao came to the only weapon shop in the city of zelano, there were many low spirits standing in the whole shop. They were able to hug their backs and look for weapons suitable for themselves in the gray shop.

Shen Yanxiao came in silently.

She has been in the weapon shop twice in her life. The first time is to buy a bow. This time To buy bow again!

Unlike the weapons shop in Heicheng, there are only a few oil lamps in the weapons shop of the dead. Shen Yanxiao needs to focus on his eyes to see the weapons on the black wood counter.

The first thing Shen Yanxiao saw was a skeleton arm wrapped with bandages. The front end of the arm, part of the white bone of the palm tightly grasped, was inlaid with a gray crystal stone.

This is the undead Staff?

Shen Yanxiao looked again. Almost every weapon in this shop is related to bone.

Shen Yanxiao doesn't even want to touch those things.

"Do you have pure wooden bows and arrows?" Shen Yanxiao looked for a circle, but he couldn't find a bow and arrow that he could handle. He had to go to the counter of the shop and ask the clerk.

"This guest, you said What do you want? " The undead obviously didn't quite understand Shen Yanxiao's request. He stared at Shen Yanxiao with empty eyes and slightly opened his mouth, just like a dead body that had already breathed.

"Bows and arrows of pure wood." Shen Yanxiao takes a deep breath and warns himself to ignore the face like a horror movie.

After hearing Shen Yanxiao's request, the shop assistant was dumbfounded.

At the same time, they cast strange eyes to Shen Yanxiao.

"Hey, did you hear that idiot ask for a wooden weapon?" One of the lower undead poked his direct companion funny and looked at Shen Yanxiao, full of satire and ridicule.

"Is she really an idiot? Who can use wood weapons? For children? "

For the dead, wooden things can't be used for a long time. Even the branches that have been broken down will soon wither into fragile dead wood in the hands of the dead. The dead breath on the dead will unconsciously devour all the life bodies they touch.