All the Female Apprentices Want to Kill Me

Master, even if you are as wise as you, I am afraid that an ordinary little girl will not be able to understand the secrets of the exercises.

At this moment, suddenly there was a chatter on the mountain road.

Xiao Ruoqing narrowed her eyes, held her breath, and carefully distinguished the owner of the voice.

"Damn! What does it look like? My apprentice looks like that! You'll see it in a while."

"But Senior Brother, I heard those disciples say that this disciple of yours is as beautiful as a god..."

"What is beauty? Senior brother, I am such a superficial person? But the most striking thing is indeed her eyes."

"..."

Master and the eight elders?

Xiao Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, her face did not change, her ears perked up, and she listened to the voice in the distance.

There was an inexplicable look of anticipation in his heart.

If I want to kill him, I want to kill him, but it is undeniable that Subei is indeed a person with a very high vision. If he can gain insight into him, I am afraid that there are only eight women in the world who are eligible to be selected for "Feng Hua Lu". .

"What's wrong with her eyes? Ruo Xingchen, Ruoqiushui, Ruoqiang?"

"No, she has exactly two eyes."

"..."

Xiao Ruoqing was expressionless, and slowly lowered her ears.

His body trembled slightly, his fingers pinched on the delicate thighs wearing black silk, and he exerted force.

hiss!

The slender nails scratched the socks.

In his mind, he had pressed Subei to the ground ruthlessly, picked up the hatchet and stabbed him up and down his whole body.

huh-huh-

Breathing gradually calmed down.

......

"Teacher, the teacher is back."

"Let me introduce you, this is the eighth elder of Jianzong! Your uncle."

Subei smiled at Xiao Ruoqing and then introduced.

Then his eyes were looking straight at the place where the thread was hooked.

In fact, sometimes Subei also feels that he is quite cheap.

Put it on, I want to take it off.

Take it off and feel boring, I always like to watch the half revealing...cough.

Xiao Ruoqing stood up gently and bowed to Shan Wuque, her voice as clear as autumn water.

"Xiao Ruoqing has seen Shizun and Uncle Eighth!"

"..."

The noon sun was blooming and sprinkled among the lush bamboo forests.

Shan Wuque looked at the woman in front of him in surprise.

Dressed in a crane cloak from Northern Jiangsu, she was wearing a skirt that was not unusual for female disciples of the Sword Sect, but it was difficult to hide her proud figure.

Most importantly...what is she wearing on her legs?

It seems very comfortable?

Shan Wuque swallowed involuntarily and looked at Xiao Ruoqing's flesh-black pants with a faint fluid glow on the lower body.

Some uneasy feeling.

Doubts came to mind.

it's wired?

Why do I feel this way when I see this "pants"?I just feel like... I want to wear it.

So self-cultivation, so shiny, wearing a skirt is very inconvenient if you often practice.

Those trousers are all fat and big, very driving, very troublesome!

If you have such a pair of pants, wouldn't it be more powerful for your own practice?

I usually don't like to wear shoes, and this "trousers" also includes socks.

This way your feet won't get dirty...

Simply kill two birds with one stone!

"Did you make the trousers of that brother and nephew?"

Shan Wuque licked his lips, blinked his eyes and said.

Subei was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Shan Wuque with a look of anticipation on his face.

Nodding his head, he said with a "just face", "righteousness and awe-inspiring", "bright and fair", and "talking endlessly":

"When the disciples wear skirts for their brothers and sisters, because of the limitations of the skirts, they often attract some disciples."

"But wearing pants that are fat and fat is very driving, which affects your own actions, so I think about it every night."

"Finally found an insect called the ice silkworm, which spit out silk that can be woven into these tight fitting pants."

"Because black is more solemn and solemn, wearing this kind of trousers can avoid the embarrassment of some skirts, and to a certain extent, it can keep warm and keep out the cold..."

"And it can add 50.00% attack speed crit..."

Shan Wuque nodded in agreement, then raised his head with some doubts and said:

"What is an attack speed crit?"

Chapter 18 You have to wear a skirt

Bujianfeng's thatched cottage was piled with uncleaned snow, facing the sun.

Looking at Shan Wuque's handsome face that is very eager for knowledge, Subei said gently:

"The so-called attack speed and crit is a word created for my brother himself."

"..."

Xiao Ruoqing was also stunned for a moment, with a suspicious look on her face.

Haven't heard this word before?

Master created by himself? !

He involuntarily pricked up his ears, his eyes remained calm, but his mind was no longer on the "trousers" that had been scratched.

"Is it a word created by Senior Brother himself?"

"As expected of senior brother, can you explain the meaning of these two words to junior sister?"

Su Bei Yangyang looked proudly at Shan Wuque's adoring eyes, found a place to sit down slowly, and said:

"Attack speed! It refers to the number of times you deal damage to the enemy within the specified time. The more times, the faster the attack speed!"

"As for the crit, it means that the damage you cause to the enemy is much higher than your usual level!"

"..."

Shan Wuque was stunned.

It was so!

Looking at the fleshy black "pants" on Xiao Ruoqing's legs, his eyes shone brightly, not only sighing:

"I didn't expect such a small "pants" to have such an effect."

"As expected of senior brother! Junior sister admires!"

Then he scratched his head gently again, looking at North Subei Road a little embarrassedly:

"Well, senior brother, do you still have this kind of "pants"? Junior sister also wants..."

"..."

Xiao Ruoqing frowned and pursed her lips gently.

After Subei explained the meaning of attack speed and crit, he carefully studied the tight "pants" again.

Where did the attack speed come from, the crit?

These are just ordinary pants that are a little comfortable to wear!

Then he looked at Subei with a hint of imperceptible sarcasm and suspicion.

The eighth elder is still the same as the previous life, stupid, only obsessed with swordsmanship, and being played by his master in the palm of his hand...

Ah.

Attack speed and crit?

If this thing is really so magical, how could it be torn apart so easily?

In addition to being more comfortable to wear, these "pants" have no defense at all!

And how could it be possible to increase the attack speed by wearing this thing?

Just bragging.

However, since he put on these pants, the master has peeked at him 47 times in just a few minutes.

......

Hearing Shan Wuque's request, Subei was taken aback.

She seems to have misunderstood something... The attack speed and crit are not for herself! !

His eyes involuntarily turned to Shan Wuque's straight, slender, clean calves without any fat, and his slender and round ankles.