Chapter 443

"Can you really feel it? children? Not lying? "

Another old man had been working hard. Hearing this, he immediately put down his work and carefully put away the engraving pen in his hand. Then he rushed over like a madman, pulling his soft hand to ask. His eyes were shining with a faint green light, as if a hungry wolf were preying on him.

The front and back movements are quite different.

That is like the eyes of choosing people, which makes the gentle instinct feel fear. The red face shows a little panic, and subconsciously retreats to struggle.

Fortunately, if you don't have the skills to kill them in the rainy night, you can't kill them.

Suddenly, roar, an illusory bear roar is emitted from the soft body, and a burst of golden light suddenly comes out to cover the soft body and protect it. The bear roar turns into a real ripple and turns into a shock wave. When Bolton, the old man is shaken back a few steps.

The contract signing golden light has the function of protecting the owner automatically. Although it is dormant, its instinct still exists.

After being hit once, the old man's eyes were still full of fanaticism. Instead of giving up, he walked quickly and continued to inquire. He hid his previous hand in his sleeve. If you look carefully, you can see that there are blood stains emerging.

Although the engraver's defense is weak, but the gold light's automatic protector has this result is also to be proud of.

"You can really feel it, but I don't know what you are touching, granddad." Gentle to see that grandfather because of his injury, the previous mind of a trace of unhappiness suddenly disappeared without a trace, at this time the calm answer, the small face appeared naive and silk proud.

The second is gentle, ha ha.

"Little girl, look at my pen, what do you feel?"

Then a strong old man with gray hair came up, and without waiting for gentle consent, he waved his engraving pen and made three strokes on the wall. It was quite a kind of old man's manner of relying on the old and selling the old.

These three inscriptions were completed in a single breath without any pause. Obviously, the old man's skill is not weak.

The three marks were engraved on the wall, and soon became part of the stone, and they were inseparable from each other.

But if a monster attacks the city, it will show its own glory, unique to its extraordinary.

After finishing painting, the old man gently opened his teeth and his face was rarely serious. He said, "grandfather, you have aroused a certain hot energy in the air. What you engraved is a dangerous feeling to me."

Er, listening to this, the burly old man felt stuck in his throat for a moment and was stunned in his place.

Can she really feel it? And tell it so carefully? How is that possible?

We should know that he was called a genius at that time, but he only felt the energy of the master for three years after he followed him. As for his attributes, it was only five years before he could distinguish them.

"Gifted, really gifted, there are ghosts in this world." At last, he had to sigh. Then his eyes brightened and his lips cocked up. He asked, "little girl, would you like to learn from me?"

"Go away, I came first. You are quick witted. Do you believe I will give you a knife? You can't get out for half a year? "

"Get out of here, all of you. I've decided to take this little girl as a close disciple. Don't rob me. Otherwise, I'll fight with you."

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the seven masters stopped their actions and gathered together. They were red faced and quarreled, and even became conflicts.

Gentle and helpless, at this time, a person was injured because of the explosion of the inscription. Gentleness immediately took out the wound of the soul staff to add blood to it.

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those nearby who are affected also increase some blood volume.

Ah, seeing this staff, several old people immediately stopped discussing. Their heads hummed like an atomic bomb. The quarrel disappeared, and the scene of scuffle disappeared.

"Girl, who gave you this staff?" Just after gently restoring the wounded's blood to full value, an old man came to him and asked with a trembling voice, whether there was bitterness in his words.

"It's a beautiful aunt." He described them gently and vividly.

After hearing this, several people immediately such as Batu, bass general refused to accept the mind of the apprentice.

"Is it really that big man?"

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"children, you can look around here. The grandfathers still have work, so they won't accompany you." After the gentle finish, the crowd scattered like frightened birds, no one dares to stay, and the reasons are so poor.

Are you busy? And jobs? Why did you rush here one by one just now?

They must all know the staff, the story and the implication.

The old village head, who is possessed by the kitchen god, hides in the dark, and all the previous things fall into his eyes. His eyes flash with light, but he doesn't interfere with the plot and allows the plot to develop.He has established a relationship with rainy night and become a master and apprentice; then he can no longer interfere with the rest of the story line.

However, at the moment when the wound in his heart was revealed gently, his heart also shook violently.

"Is it her?" After whispering, he turned around and left, swearing not to have intersection with gentleness.

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"OK." How can the grandfathers suddenly become so unfriendly?

"Why, how did the door of order disappear?" Bored under a gentle look at the sky in the door of order, whispered.

The door of order has disappeared. I'm not happy. I haven't played enough in the playground. It's boring here. It's not fun at all. I want to go offline when I think of it.

However, a system prompt sounds up: Ding, because you are currently in a special scene, you cannot quit the game.

Er, gentle and a little fidgety, I had to follow several grandfathers behind their backs as if they were seeking knowledge. They engraved inscriptions and carved lines, looking for something for themselves to make them look less boring.

After watching for a long time, she also has some experience and understanding. She wants to make a comparison, but she suffers from lack of tools.

At this time, an old grandfather saw the gentle mind, slowly leaned over, took out a small engraving pen and handed it to gentle. The voice line was muddy and said, "here you are. This is my grandfather when I was young. It's just suitable for you to practice."

After handing it to the gentleness, the grandfather did not wait for the gentle to say thank you, then he left himself, as if hiding from the gentleness.

After gently thanking the grandfather's back, he picked up the engraving pen and began to observe it carefully. Actually, it was more like a chopstick with the same thickness before and after.

Ding, congratulations on getting the equipment presented by the elderly: three pattern engraving pen.

The whole body of the engraving pen is silver, with a kind of simple and ancient atmosphere. There are no redundant lines on it. Only three thin lines of yellow, black and red are linked from the beginning to the end. The sharp front end is like adding the sharpest carving knife. The back end is smooth and has no unnecessary decoration.

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