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Chapter 780 Annoying (3)

Among the five, Leng Ruo was the most adaptable. After all, she had been on the battlefield for a long time in her previous life. When she returned to the battlefield in this life, she killed the monsters with ease, and she was sure that she had experienced what she had experienced in her previous life. If she hadn't done it in her previous life,

How could she know what kind of monsters she had never seen before and correctly know their weaknesses?

There is no need for an old man to carry it. Leng Ruo chops and slashes continuously. If there is a sound effect, it will be the sound of the points ding dong ding dong superimposed.

Among the remaining four people, Xiao Yu was calm, Jin Xinren was lively but not a coward, and Lan Jiu was even more of a scheming thief. It was just the first time for the three of them, who seriously lacked experience in fighting demons, and followed the old man honestly.

, I learned it after a long time.

The psychological adaptation was pretty good. Except for the fact that my face turned pale when the demon blood was sprayed all over me at the beginning, and my accuracy was a little off, I gradually got better afterwards.

Originally, everyone thought that Hu Nuan would be the slowest to adapt. After all, she is the youngest, looks cute, and the other four in the five-person group are protecting her.

Who knew that this person was the most reckless.

A monster rushed over. Before the leader could say where the weak point was, Hu Nuanbacha picked up the big blade and jumped to slash it down.

The monster's head was cut off in half, and the arrogant expression still remained on its face.

Look at Hu Nuan again.

It was still that cute face with a baby chin, and he said meticulously: "The knife is not good enough."

All sharpened.

The team leader opened his mouth: "Because it has a hard head, and if you hit it hard like this, it will hurt the weapon."

Hu Nuan asked him: "Isn't it wrong to chop the head off? If the head is gone, won't you die?"

The leader said: "Not exactly. This kind of green-haired beast is, but some monsters will not lose their combat effectiveness for a while if their heads are lost, and they will even become more ferocious. For example, the Steel Thorn Beast, its body will still fight after its head is chopped off, until the steel on its body

The spines are fired. If you just encountered a steel-spurred beast and didn't get out of the way in time after cutting off its head, you would become a hedgehog now."

Hu Nuan immediately asked: "Then how to kill the Steel Thorn Beast completely?"

The leader said: "First chop off the head, then pierce its spine with a sword and smash it into pieces."

Hu Nuan remembered it, because the team leader also mentioned the weaknesses of some other monsters. Hu Nuan finally concluded three points: chop off the head, break the spine, and break the heart.

This is a battlefield where carelessness can lead to death. Where can everyone teach them to recognize each one clearly? So Hu Nuan chose the most conservative fighting method. Even if it takes a few more cuts, she must ensure that every one that passes through her hands

The monster is completely dead.

The serious and rigid way she cut down the monsters frightened a group of veterans. After some discussion, she only killed them for one day and then took them back to the tower.

The team leader confessed to Qiao Yu: "Junior Sister Hu is very serious." Then he had an unspeakable expression. He didn't know how to express it. He taught with all his heart, but Hu Nuan performed so well!

I always feel like something is wrong.

Qiao Yu didn't say much, just nodded and said he understood, and asked him to rest. Then he went to find Hu Nuan.

As long as she kills seriously, as long as she vents the pent-up emotions in her heart, she can kill as much as she wants.

Qiao Yu found Hu Nuan, who had a distressed look on her face. She changed into clean clothes and showed them to Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu took a look and saw how many layers of blood there were.

He warned her: "The blood of monsters is filthy, and inhaling it into the body is detrimental to practice. Have you turned on the spiritual shield?"

Hu Nuan: "It's open. Master, I don't want to wear a skirt, I want to wear pants."

Qiao Yu didn't take it seriously. There were also people who only wore pants on the battlefield for ease of movement, especially the monks on the ground. Female monks usually wore neat skirts that reached below the knees and had bifurcations on both sides to facilitate movement.

, wearing pants inside.

"Oh, you don't have that style? I'll take you to buy it."

Hu Nuan took out a pen and paper and swiped: "I want this."

The clothes my mother wore when cutting monsters were tight and convenient. In order to prevent the monster's blood from splattering on her hands, she also wore gloves.

Qiao Yu was dumbfounded when he looked at Hu Qing, who could see the ups and downs on the paper.

You want him to praise his apprentice for his good painting skills and how he can draw her mother lifelike with just a few strokes? Is this because she misses her so much that she has painted her countless times?

Sad. Heartbroken.

but!

Is this dress too close-fitting?

"I don't know how to sew," he said decisively.

Hu Nuan reminded him with a blank expression: "Master, you made many of the little skirts I wore when I was a child. I kept them in the space. Do you want to take them out and show them to you?"

Qiao Yu expressed that he was very touched when he still kept the little clothes he made by himself so many years ago. However, this style was not suitable. Although it was not exposed, it was fully exposed.

I don't want to attract a bunch of piggies trying to get food.

Hu Nuan said: "Then I'll go find Leng Ruo. She can also make clothes."

Qiao Yu immediately grabbed her: "Leng Ruo can make clothes, but you can't?"

Hu Nuan: "My mother bought me a lot of clothes, which can be worn for a long time. But master, you haven't made clothes for me for a long time."

Under her gaze, Qiao Yu coughed: "You have grown up."

Hu Nuan: "Well, Master doesn't know what kind of clothes will look good on me when I grow up. Master, I want this." He pressed his fingers on the paper.

Qiao Yu thought to himself, he didn't know what the two girls would come up with, so he should do it. Some parts could be changed. The waist should be wider, there should be more pockets and hidden buckles in front of the body, and the legs should be thicker.

It's completely operable.

Hu Nuan: "It needs leather, not blood-proof."

Qiao Yu took the paper and went to Chen Cang secretly.

Hu Nuan simply wanted practical functions. After Qiao Yu's transformation, the leather jacket was neat and convenient and covered important lines. After putting it on, Hu Nuan felt it was suitable and didn't think much about it. So Qiao Yu received a series of orders.

, Lin Yin and the others asked him to refine a few more bodies for their disciples.

Qiao Yu: Suddenly became a tailor.

After Hu Nuan went to the battlefield three times, he came to Qiao Yu with a bloody sword: "Master, I think I can do it. Let's go to the angry sea." He was very ambitious.

Qiao Yumu, can you? What can you do? Do you know that you have been jumping around in the least dangerous places for the past two days?

The apprentice didn't turn around until she hit the south wall, and Qiao Yu didn't even try to persuade her, so he directly carried her to the area where he was fighting. After a while, Hu Nuan covered her arms and stepped back. She was knocked down by some kind of magical beast, and the bone spurs easily cut through her.

The bones of the arm are clearly visible.

Qiao Yu removed the demonic energy from her, sprinkled medicinal powder, stuffed pills, and asked her: "Go to Nuhai?"

Hu Nuan raised his chin and lowered his eyelids. The light in his eyes was obscure and dark, and he stubbornly remained silent.

Qiao Yu couldn't bear to scold him and could only say: "Practice again?"

Hu Nuan hummed: "Practice."

The next day, Hu Nuan pursed his lips and returned to the battlefield with the lowest difficulty. Some unfamiliar classmates cast unfriendly looks. They didn't know what Hu Nuan was worried about. They only knew that this newcomer, the youngest, didn't know the world.

Hou, the monsters didn’t even acknowledge them, so they pestered the real people to kill the demons.

It's really whimsical, arrogant and annoying.


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