Victoria rolled her eyes: "I don't believe you really gave me all the hypermetabolic bullets."
Ye Qiu touched his nose: "Okay, there are indeed some."
Victoria raised the corner of her mouth, reached out and took out a box from her body and threw it to Ye Qiu: "This is all I have in stock, 10 rounds in total, all for you."
Ye Qiu twitched the corner of his mouth and took the box that represented the safety measures between men and women: "Do you need to put it in this box every time?"
Victoria used this kind of box to pack bullets for herself last time, and now she does it again.
Fortunately, no one has seen it now, otherwise, how could others misunderstand it?
In fact, forget about the misunderstanding. The worst thing is that I obviously didn't really do it, and my innocence was insulted by Victoria for no reason. It was a complete loss.
"Why do you care so much?
It’s enough to improve your strength.”
Victoria turned and left, waving her hands before leaving: "One more thing, you don't want to see your brothers slaughtered by Scientology people, do you?"
Ye Qiu always felt that this sentence sounded sweet, just like a short movie he had seen before - Madam, you don't want your son to be bullied at school... cough.
Ye Qiu coughed and hurriedly came to his senses. If he continued to think about it, it would be inappropriate for children: "Any advice?"
In Victoria's beautiful blue eyes, a layer of self-deprecation gradually emerged: "I don't have anything to teach you. I just want to say - I saw the War Temple being destroyed with my own eyes. It's hateful.
What’s more, I don’t have the strength to save the Temple of War.”
Ye Qiu fell silent when he heard this.
"So, you should know what you should do most now, right?
There is no need for me to tell you these words. How could the mighty Dragon King not understand... But maybe China's professional soldiers are really different from us. You have faith..." Victoria's voice gradually faded away.
.
a long time.
Ye Qiucai let out a breath. Although he had a hostile relationship with the War Temple in the past, the destruction of the War Temple and the capture of Ares by the Church of Scientology still made him feel sad.
If the situation with Victoria were reversed, and the Temple of War was replaced by his Long Yan Brigade.
So if the Long Yan Brigade was destroyed, then he would probably go crazy... Ye Qiu couldn't help recalling the memories of the Long Yan Brigade in his mind, and he didn't know what was happening with the Long Yan Brigade now.
"Forget it, it's useless to think about these things now. The ghost is right. Improving strength is the most important thing at the moment. Unfortunately, there are only so many super-fast spiral bullets, and the number of super-metabolic bullets I have is even less..." Ye Qiu
I opened the box and was about to pour out the 10 rounds of super-high-speed spiral bullets, preparing to use them to convert them into super-high-speed metabolic bullets.
The result - bang.
10 somewhat blinding objects fell from the box into Ye Qiu's palm.
This is not a super-velocity spiral bullet at all.
This is the original product in the box. It has only one purpose, and that is to be used as a safety measure between men and women... Ye Qiu's face immediately darkened.
this?
That's it?
Why don't you just play charades with me?
I thought you asked me to modify special bullets to enhance my strength, but it turned out that by enhancing my strength, you just gave me 10 of these things?
Remind me that if I go to find Liu Rumei, I need to make safety preparations in advance?
At this moment, Ye Qiu felt that his character had been insulted.
In Victoria's eyes, she was such a person. Would she really go to Liu Rumei to recover from her injuries?
Who are you looking down on? Ye Qiu had a dark face and wanted to throw this thing away, but suddenly thought of Lin Jingyun and silently put it away.
"Although it seems that I won't be able to use this thing...but what if..."...Witch Cult.
After being infected by the grain poison, wizards from various tribes were unable to use spiritual energy, but they could still move freely, exactly like normal people.
In order to prevent these people from walking around randomly and causing trouble again.
Chen Qingyun did not hide much, and directly found a reason to gather everyone in the two restaurants, with many witchcraft personnel deployed around them for strict supervision.
Naturally, all those people are people from the Criminal Hall, people trained by Chen Qingyun.
After removing the poison from Jiang Tianting and Elder Mo, he first ordered them to remove the poison from some members of the Criminal Hall, and then led people to seal up the witch sect's elixir storehouse and collect all the elixirs in the storehouse.
All the honeysuckle and grass were concentrated in his hands.
In today's witchcraft, as long as they are not Chen Qingyun's people, it can be said that they have been poisoned by the grain poison, and no one can resist Chen Qingyun.
Even the Witch Cult Mistress is the same.
At this time, she was placed under house arrest in a restaurant, crowded together with people from other ethnic groups.
This thing seems like a joke. The dignified matron of the witch sect and the actual person in power in Miao territory is actually under house arrest one day.
But the fact is that she has been poisoned by the grass poison, and now she has no power to resist.
Fortunately, because of her special status, she doesn't have to share a room with other people and has her own separate room.
Now, she stayed in her room, looking at Pokin in front of her with a frown.
"Elder Pojin, are you sure you heard correctly?"
Although the mistress of the witch sect was poisoned by the grain poison, she is now almost a disabled person.
Bo Jin did not dare to neglect, and nodded quickly: "Mother, I heard you right, a few people died before, and people from other tribes are saying that those people who died were all from the past and Chen Qingyun
There had been conflicts... This incident made several tribes of the deceased furious, feeling that Chen Qingyun had deliberately killed someone.
Now there are rumors among various tribes that Chen Qingyun is afraid that he will clean up all the tribes, which will make everyone feel in danger now."
The Witch Cult Mistress frowned: "Well, I know Chen Qingyun very well... Even if he wanted to do something, it would be impossible for him to do it so obviously. Was it really him?"
Pojin hurriedly said: "Then I don't know, but Mistress, this matter is good for us. Under the current situation, we can use this opportunity to gather people's hearts and make people from all tribes
Join forces to deal with Chen Qingyun."
When the Witch Cult Mistress heard this, she looked at him and sneered: "Isn't this just your idea?
Did someone tell you that?”
Cold sweat immediately broke down on Bo Jin's head. He lowered his head and said, "Mother, someone has indeed looked for me, but now everyone is worried that Chen Qingyun will really attack all of us..." "It's really ridiculous."
The Witch Cult Mistress sneered, "What's the point of joining forces?
All of them have been infected by the grain poison, and there is no way to use spiritual energy at all. How can they still deal with Chen Qingyun?
He is afraid that he can kill us all with just one hand. At this time, if we think of joining forces to deal with him, we are just asking for death!"