The Bald Monk in the City

Eliza lay lazily on the sofa, enjoying a cozy leisure time.

She used to be a model, but that is a thing of the past.

For some people, life is not that difficult.

Naturally superior conditions allow them to have no disadvantages in work and life.

Even for some of them, the erosion of time does not wash away their unique taste.

Instead, with the precipitation of time, it gradually becomes unique.

For a world of billions of people, these people are not uncommon.

And Eliza is not considered outstanding, nor is she an unknown member.

In this small circle, she has already enjoyed the excitement of fame and honor.

But she soon got bored, she chose to give up, she had her own splendid life.

It is very long, and there are many wonderful things waiting for her.

Just like now, the cat lying lazily on the sofa like her:

It was a typical Maine Coon cat. It had the huge size of cats and the long fur that made the heart warm.

Eliza knew that this was a proud little guy, just like her.

The cat-like life is light and agile, with a fascinating vitality...

So, how can we catch a druid?

Eliza was lost in thought, like countless ancestors of hunters.

This is a tradition that hunters have a long enough history, and it is also the aspiration that every new hunter will inevitably have when he first encounters a druid.

In fact, after quitting her modeling job, Eliza was going to open a pet shop.

She likes these little elves, they make her life more warm.

But destiny will always take your life to a strange tributary at some unexpected time.

Just like now, the comprehensive network selected her...

"Sand sculpture netizens are more happy?"

Eliza opened the forum on the plane, and soon she saw a reply in some kind of square text.

Although this is not Ukrainian and Russian that she is familiar with, she still forcibly understood the meaning of this passage under the power of the comprehensive network.

Although due to the differences in related cultures, she failed to pay attention to all the implications.

But it didn't affect her, she was laughing and rolling on the sofa like a bear kid.

The Maine Coon cat jumped off the sofa agilely, and licked its fur blankly.

There is absolutely no unaccustomed or panic about the mistress's sand sculpture behavior.

However, it did not escape. Under the power of some magic, it was directly led to Eliza's side.

If the Maine Coon cat understands human speech and culture, it will certainly angrily hit three? , And shouted angrily that the hunter's pet recall is used like this?

But apparently now this Maine Coon cat has gained some reinforcement because of the hunter's contract.

But for reaching the point of understanding human culture, it is obviously still a little bit short.

So it can only growl in a low voice, but there is absolutely no use in the hands of the mistress who has become an adventurer.

"Forget it, let's go check it out, if it's not suitable, it's not too late to quit."

Eliza said while touching the Maine Coon cat, what she said was referring to the adventurous group recruitment post that appeared on the comprehensive web forum recently.

Although, there will be other adventure groups in the follow-up.

But in Eliza's view, those who can create an adventure group in the first place still have some abilities.

If she wants to join the adventure group, Eliza will not consider others.

After thinking about it, Eliza chose to apply for review from this adventure group.

Although she is proud, she doesn't think she is suitable for alone.

The wild blood of the Slavs is flowing in her veins, but the cultural baptism and social influence she has received have shaped her more cautious attitude towards fighting.

What's more, she just wanted to catch more beasts and then tame them.

If you can catch a small German, it would be a wonderful thing...

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"Wow!"

The sword light flew away like a white rainbow, and the grass stalks that were a few feet away from the sword light were cut off!

Tong Chuan looked at the scattered grass stalks, his face was full of joy.

He likes to use the sword, probably because of the idea that his father instilled in him since he was a child.

But it doesn't matter, he was born with a sword.

Just like the existence of extraordinary talents in those biographical novels, his fit with the sword is unimaginable.

When he was young, he was able to master the distance of the sword exquisitely.

When he was a teenager, he was familiar with the techniques of a hundred schools of swordsmanship.

Even when he was 20 years old, he developed the legendary sword spirit.

Although he often ridiculed that sword energy can be used to cut nails, he is proud of himself after all.

It's just that when he asked his father what he could do with his sword, he was silent...

After all, they are not those artists who are chasing Vanity Fair for profit.

Even if the martial arts has declined now, the strength of martial arts cannot be buried.

As far as Tong Chuan is concerned, he is even more disdainful of using his sword to deal with those who have not even practiced the basic skills, and are noisy to fight against others.

After all, his father did not answer him~www.readwn.com~ but Tong Chuan got the answer from his father's face.

He belongs to the sword, but this era does not belong to the sword...

This is really a regrettable thing, but so what?

Tong Chuan continued to practice the sword, only when he wielded the sword, he felt that his life was complete.

In other words, for a person who puts all the energy of his life on a sword, this is the only place where his life shines.

In the crowd, it is extremely difficult to maintain oneself and not get lost.

It's not that he didn't think about putting down the sword, but he looked at the confident classmates holding pens and the companions who released the light of life on the stage.

He was silent, but the hand holding the sword tightened.

Yes, his life of more than 20 years has been devoted to this Qingfeng.

Then he met her...

In the life of a young swordsman, there is no longer just a cold sword.

It began to become warm, and it began to be filled with a new, reminiscent light that raised the corner of its mouth.

Perhaps she changed herself, or perhaps he had a new understanding of swords.

In recent years, his swordsmanship has suddenly made great progress.

It seems that once, the feeling of limit has disappeared. Now he feels that the limit of his swordsmanship is: no limit!

However, something happened recently, which made him vaguely guessed.

He is also looking forward to challenging more swordsmen in the world called "Zhongwang".

Perhaps that is where the swordsman belongs.

However, Tong Chuan put down his sword.

He looked back at the smiling eyes of the bay, so he knew that this is where he belongs...

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