At level 13, Han Feng's agility has increased to more than 20 points, and his blood volume has exceeded 600. If he drinks the primary blast potion at this time, his speed will be a little faster than that of the violent demon warrior. In addition, after drinking
The blood knife's damage-absorbing property is enough for him to fight against a demonic warrior.
The improvement in agility and strength has made Han Feng's attack speed much faster. He can even maintain full health when fighting the undead zombie leader.
The substantial increase in attributes will naturally make Han Feng clear monsters much faster.
In front of Han Feng, the undead zombies were chopped to the ground with only two or three cuts. Even the leader of the undead zombies was eliminated with only five or six cuts.
When he met the demon warrior again, Han Feng naturally would not attack him. He moved at a speed higher than the demon warrior. The demon warrior did not touch the corner of his clothes from beginning to end, and he became a dead soul under the blood-drinking knife.
, of course, Han Feng drank the wind potion.
When he was about to go offline, Han Feng's experience bar had only risen to more than 20%, and he was still far away from level 14.
However, he had almost completed the Lux suit. Only the boots were missing, but there were two extra items.
However, when Han Feng wanted to go back, he found that he had no way to go back except to die here.
There was also a scroll to return to the city in Wenxu, but it was a pity that he didn't buy it.
Since I can't go back, I don't need supplies to fight monsters here, so I simply won't go back.
In the next half hour, Han Feng began to practice skills, assault, healing, lightning, stealth, and slave control, one by one. If it were another player, he would definitely choose the most practical one at the moment.
Practice, but Han Feng is very curious about these skills, and there is not much time to play now, so he wants to get familiar with them first.
The slave control technique has a chance of failure, and the higher the level of monsters, the easier it is to fail, so Han Feng chose the undead zombie. It may be because the level of the undead zombie is too low for Han Feng, so the first
It worked the first time.
What makes Han Feng depressed is that after the undead zombie became his thug, he kept failing to activate the slave control technique. It seems that if he did not die as the first thug in the game, he would have to practice the slave control technique.
It doesn't work.
Han Feng didn't have any feelings for his first thug, so he just let him get into the monster pile and died within a few seconds.
Next, continue to use the slave control technique on the undead zombie. After success, let it die generously!
At the end of the game, that is, at seven o'clock in the morning, Han Feng took off his helmet and felt that his stomach was a little bloated. He knew it was due to urination, but as soon as he walked out of the room, he saw Xiao Yao entering the bathroom, and then he remembered
Xiao Yao has already said that from now on he can only use the bathroom downstairs.
Han Feng thought that he was an extremely serious bodyguard, so he would not go against his employer's wishes on matters of principle. He immediately ran downstairs, shushed and then went up to the second floor, where he placed his toiletries on the first floor.
Take a bath.
"It's really troublesome!" Han Feng, who prides himself on his serious work, couldn't help complaining even after running back and forth for two times.
"Do you think it's troublesome? Then you can live on the first floor!" Xiao Yao, who happened to be passing by, said with a smile.
"No!" Han Feng turned around and was about to enter his room, which was the utility room on the second floor.
"I'm going to do morning classes first. You have to remember to make breakfast." Xiao Yao said and went back to her room to change into sportswear.
"Yes, as long as you practice hard, you will be able to take on two of my moves in half a year." Han Feng admired Xiao Yao's serious attitude towards training every day. After all, it was a bit reluctant for a delicate girl to practice martial arts.
Xiao Yao had just stepped into the room with one foot. When she heard Han Feng's words, she immediately turned around and said fiercely: "Thank you for the compliment!"
Then the door to her room slammed shut.
Han Feng didn't interact with many people, so he didn't notice it himself. His words, which were originally meant to praise Xiao Yao from the bottom of his heart, sounded like contempt.
The morning ended with a boring visit to Han Feng's official website and forum, but when it was time to have lunch, Xiao Yao answered a phone call and then went out, so Han Feng naturally had to follow her.
Han Feng sat in the passenger seat, smelling the fragrance of Xiao Yao, and felt extremely enjoying it.
But Xiao Yao felt that she was more like a bodyguard at this time, so she asked angrily: "Can you drive?"
Han Feng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.
Xiao Yao asked bitterly: "The bodyguard can't drive. Are you too unprofessional?"
Han Feng was honest and thought he was in the wrong, so he said, "I can learn in the future. I learn things very quickly."
Xiao Yao nodded with satisfaction and said: "Since you learn quickly, let's give you three days. How about that, is it enough, genius?"
Three days? It doesn’t seem to be too short. With my extreme cleverness, it must be enough!
Seeing that his employer's behavior had improved, Han Feng nodded repeatedly and promised to learn it within three days.
Xiao Yao turned her beautiful eyes and said while the iron was hot: "If you can't learn in three days, how about you move downstairs?"
Han Feng replied without even thinking about it: "No!"
Xiao Yao originally thought that Han Feng would agree directly, because it was always like this whether it was a novel, a movie or a TV series, but she never expected that Han Feng would refuse so simply.
"Why not? Don't you have confidence in yourself?"
"Because the old man said that you can brag, but you can't bet without being completely sure!"
"you!"
"It's not me, it's the old man who said it!"
"Hmph! Coward!"
"How do you know the nickname the old man gave me when I was a kid?"