Become a martial girl

Chapter 280 The Buried Power
"Hehe. By the way, can you let me take another look at the trick you spit out the fireball last time?"

White Wolf nodded, raised his mouth slightly, and parted his lips slightly.In less than a second, some flames leaked from its split lips.

The color of these flames changed from orange at the beginning, slowly to orange, then to deep red, and finally to milky white suddenly!As the color changes, Mengdie can also feel the scorching air from the white wolf's mouth!Looking at it from such a close distance, there is even a feeling of... about to be suffocated!
"Alright! Alright, alright, alright!!! I understand! Put it away!"

The white wolf nodded slightly, closed his lips, and the flame inside disappeared immediately.

Mengdie patted her chest and sighed.

"That's amazing. Do you have anything else?"

The white wolf nodded again, and when it opened its mouth the next moment, a sharp chill gushed out from it!For the dream butterfly sitting beside it, the scorching summer immediately turned into an unbearable severe winter!
In addition, the white wolf showed the purple light of thunder and lightning one by one, the airflow of the gust of wind swirled, and the golden sand grains formed by some unknown force also slowly echoed in its mouth.Mengdie looked at it for a long time, suddenly, she suddenly felt very familiar with the energy in this white wolf's mouth!

That is... Immortal method? !

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No no no, not sure yet.Although it is very similar to the fairy method, it is very different from what I know.It feels... like a mixture of fairy magic and the power of the goddess of this world, making it elusive.

But... what the hell is going on? ...Could it be that the earth element in my body has been gradually absorbed by this white wolf after such a long journey, and gradually transformed into its own unique power?
If that's the case, does that mean that what it can do, I can do as well? ? ?
...Tch, what am I thinking.Didn't I already do this kind of thing?When it triggers the killing intent in my heart...

After several times of thinking, Mengdie finally came to such a long-standing conclusion.She knew the difference between herself and this white wolf.As a wolf in nature, it strictly abides by the most basic jungle law of natural selection.It can be said that he doesn't care about killing.Capable of snapping the neck of any enemy or food decisively if need be.And the wolf's unique calm nature can help it control the killing and fighting intent in its heart well, and become the strongest fighter.

But... Mengdie couldn't.

The Buddhist abstention from killing and taking life is the great Buddhist precept.Mengdie, who was deeply influenced by Buddhism, could not cross this bottom line anyway, nor could she maintain absolute calm and self-control when killing people.This also means that those "powers" buried deep in her body together with the "killing intent" are destined not to be fully exerted.

"(Chinese) My Buddha is merciful. The most precious thing in the world is life." Mengdie clasped his hands together and recited a Buddhist name, "Anything can be saved, but only life has no chance of being saved forever. Even if you are reborn like a disciple , and will surely get the retribution of changing reincarnation just like the disciple. The disciple will never commit the killing intent again."

The energy in the white wolf's mouth keeps changing its color and form.After a long time, it gradually quieted down.It obediently lay beside Mengdie, letting the girl caress her back to her heart's content.Look at this considerate bodyguard and comrade-in-arms.There was a helpless wry smile on the corner of Mengdie's mouth...

"Cough... Sure enough... I can't practice recently, and I might go crazy if I practice. I can't fight with people, and I might kill someone. If this continues, I won't be able to improve my strength at all... Presumably now, you It's already much stronger than me..."

White Wolf's ears twitched slightly, but he didn't answer.

The passionate silver moon began to resound right here in the early morning.Mengdie raised her head and looked in the direction of the central square.

"Hmm... Sniff... It smells so good! I can smell fine wine!"

Due to her physical condition these days, Mengdie hardly had a good meal.Now, the strong smell of wine wafting from a distance has already deeply seduced her appetite.She looked back at the tree house. Edward and the others went to the festival yesterday and came back very late. They are probably still sleeping now, right? ...Okay, let's go and have a look.By the way, find some wine to drink to warm your stomach.

Having made up her mind, Mengdie stood up, wagged her tail, and stretched comfortably.Together with the white wolf, walk along the aisle formed by the entwined branches to the central square over there.

The festival is still very lively.It's just early in the morning, and the streets and alleys are filled with the scents of music and food.There are some mechanical birds wearing ribbons flying in the air, and many colorful signboards are hung on the trees, which looks like a hot celebration.

The closer you get to the central square, Mengdie is very interesting to find that there are more and more dwarves lying on the road.Among them are men and women, old and young.But without exception, each of them smelled of alcohol in their mouths, and their faces were flushed with drunkenness.What's interesting is that some of these dwarves will suddenly get up from their deep sleep, shake their heads and walk towards the central square, muttering "I'm so full of sleep! Go have another drink~~!" and so on. language.Although Mengdie didn't understand, but looking at the excited expressions on their faces, they understood a lot.

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"Gudu... Gudu... Gudu... Ha~~~! It's so cool!"

Fill your stomach with a large glass of Jumas spirits, the cool taste is in sharp contrast to the burning in your stomach!Mengdie couldn't help but shivered all over, and sweat immediately came out of her skin.

"(Dwarven) Hey! Another drink!"

Listening to the melodious trumpet sound in her ears, Mengdie sat in front of an open-air wine stall beside the central square, knocking her wine glass loudly.After coming here for a few days, this sentence is the most fluent sentence she uttered.The dwarf sitting inside laughed, as if he was happy that Mengdie, a grown man, also liked his brewed wine!Isn't it? In less than a minute, a full glass of Jumas spirits was handed to Mengdie again.

I haven't eaten good food for five or six days in a row. Mengdie is holding a wine glass with her back facing in and facing out while drinking, while admiring all kinds of noisy activities in the square.

(End of this chapter)