"Xiao Wu, I say you don't need to work so hard. Combining demonic fighting spirit doesn't happen overnight. As the saying goes, haste makes waste, take your time." Rochelle said earnestly while handing over the bowls and chopsticks.
He was very pleased with Han Wu's diligence, but he couldn't be too diligent, as that would only have the opposite effect.
Han Wu smiled slightly and remained silent. She could feel Rochel's concern, which was a rare thing for her who had lost the Sandworm Village.
During these days, Rochelle was a bit poor, but she could always keep Han Wu well fed and drink enough, and she was not so hungry that she had no energy to practice. However, Han Wu didn't know Rochelle's income.
Source, it is not an easy thing to raise her as a foodie.
"Teacher, the food you cook is very delicious. I never get tired of eating it!" Han Wu picked up a piece of food and put it in his mouth. He was immediately conquered by the all-inclusive taste.
"Of course, I am proud of this craft!" Rochelle grinned and said proudly.
Seeing Rochel's proud look, Han Wu was speechless for a while. She knew that to have such a good skill, she must have put in a lot of effort. She couldn't help thinking that this might be the time when Rochel was unable to break through the bottleneck of the sword master.
, so you have time to fiddle with these, right?
"By the way, Teacher has such a good craftsmanship, why don't you open a shop and improve your life?" Han Wu asked doubtfully. With such superb craftsmanship, there is absolutely no problem in living a good life. In fact, it is absolutely no problem.
, but Rochelle lived a life without three meals a day, and now with her mouth, the situation became even more bleak.
Rochelle was stunned for a moment, and then said with pride: "Hmph, I am a magic swordsman, the strongest profession on the continent, how can I do these jobs of serving others." For him, as a man,
The strongest magic swordsman, he opened a shop to serve others, but he was willing to fall.
Han Wu frowned. It seemed that Rochelle had a strong self-esteem. She didn't say much and quickly finished the few side dishes on the table.
Rochelle stared blankly at Han Wu. This was not the first time he had seen these scenes, but every time he saw them, he felt ashamed. Such a beautiful woman was not careless about eating and picking up food, and her appetite was twice that of ordinary people. In the end,
What's damning is that she still can't gain weight.
Looking at Han Wu's looming waist and curvy figure, he, an old guy, couldn't help but envy him. However, in view of the pressure Han Wu, a glutton, brought to him, he had to think about how to solve it better.
It’s a question of three meals a day.
"Teacher, I'm full, please take it easy." Han Wu casually licked his glossy lips, which was so tempting that even an old Rochelle could see it, but he quickly woke up and felt in his heart
Secret passage, sin, sin.
"Are you going back to practice again?" Rochelle asked casually while clearing away the dishes.
"yes!"
Rochelle shook her head and secretly thought that Han Wu only knows how to use extreme force. When will she be able to enter the threshold of the magic swordsman? Is it possible that she is not a genius, but a fool? So far, Rochelle thinks that Han Wu
Wu couldn't figure out the trick to combine the devil's fighting spirit, so she tried her best to do useless work.
"Xiao Wu, you can't be too hasty in your cultivation, you have to do it step by step. If you do this, when will you be able to blend the demonic fighting spirit..."
Rochelle was chattering, and after glancing at Han Wu, she was speechless. He stared at the gray brilliance emanating from Han Wu's hand with wide eyes, feeling the fighting spirit that was not inferior to that of a junior swordsman.