The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

Judging from the prototype of the shape change of the magic missile, it is likely to become a short spear, the kind used for throwing.

From the current distance between her and me, the short spear can easily hit me unless she has no talent for throwing short spears, or she just wants to scare me.

But I don't want to bet.

Because first of all it hurts to be hit, I don’t like pain, and secondly, my clothes will tear, and she will definitely not pay me a piece. Besides, she is my person, not a relative, why should I take it Physically resist this attack?

Thinking of this, I let out a cold snort, my eyes condensed a little, and at the same time my feet were on the ground, accumulating energy, and bursting!

The body shape resembles electricity, shoots out, goes straight to the woman.

It seems that this woman rarely sees magic missiles like me that are about to condense and take shape, but she doesn't dodge or dodge, and she doesn't defend herself. Instead, she just chooses to attack and attack-this is simply a fatal tactic!

Faced with the tactics that killed her, the woman was stunned, but the sluggishness in this moment gave me a chance to turn defeat into victory.

I controlled the demon sword and slashed at the girl's wrist from an extremely tricky angle.

but! This is just a feint.

The magic missile condensed by the woman obviously does not have absolute lethality, so I guess she didn't want to take my life, and then she didn't want to fight with me completely. In the end, she just wanted to use this to test the bottom line of my strength.

Since she didn’t do anything wrong, I didn’t have to kill her. I should take lessons first and hurt her as a supplement. Of course, it’s best to make her aware of being a stranger without hurting her. It is wrong to act rashly.

The light of the cold knife flashed by, and seeing that the hand was not safe, the woman let out an exclamation. At the same time, the little terrier also seemed to smell the smell of danger and cast a puzzled look at me.

It seems to it, why does the person who feeds it the delicious food reveal a dangerous taste, is it his sense of smell, or the world is too sinister?

Just as the woman exclaimed and the little hound was puzzled, I suddenly flipped my wrist, and the direction of the blade shadow changed again. With a bit of a bit, I hit the magic missile that was about to take shape.

The originally stable structure in the magic missile was instantly broken the balance at the moment it was cut into two by the demon sword, and it expanded rapidly in a very short time.

However, the woman who was still in a state of astonishment did not notice the rapidly expanding magic missile. In just a few seconds, the two semi-circular magic missiles that were disconnected had reached their limit.

The explosion, only in an instant.

"Hey!" With a low growl, I slapped my hand and slapped the magic missile that was about to explode.

puff!

After a muffled sound, the magic missile was blown away from a distance, half of which landed on the trunk of a big tree, and the flowers exploded in the next instant.

The other half of the magic missiles landed on the grass covered with dead leaves, and there followed a violent explosion.

The two shock waves shook the surrounding trees slightly, and some branches and leaves fell.

Standing with the knife, I quietly looked at the woman and said lightly: "You should understand now, I'm not kidding."

The woman looked frightened or angry, ashamed and annoyed, standing still at a loss for a long time before murmured: "Even so...you won't be so fanciful, are you? I was hit by a magic missile. What about it, I didn't want to take your life!"

This woman is afraid that she is accustomed to domineering and blessing, and everything is reasonable.

Who are you? Why should I get a magic missile from you!

I don't love you again!

Frowning, I glared at the woman angrily, and didn't answer any more.

The woman was obviously a little angry, bulging her cheeks, and staring at me angrily.

Ah......

There is no wave in my heart about her atmosphere expression, just like a dead water.

Putting the demon sword into the scabbard, I straightened out the messy collar, and walked in a certain direction.

"Where are you going?"

Seeing that I ignored her, the woman couldn't bear it, and said in confusion.

"Leave the forest first," I replied softly without stopping.

"I have already said that this is the Forest of the Witch, not a place where you can go out if you want!"

The woman is even more displeased. Perhaps in her opinion, I am a rude person who treats her words as a fart.

But what about rude people?

I don't like to walk with such an unreasonable woman anyway, even if she is the owner of this forest, I still don't want to walk with her.

Besides, the forest is not unfamiliar to me.

Although the soil of the Witch’s Forest contains magic power, it can create some large-scale illusions on its own, but the effect is slightly less, but it is only effective for people who have a poor grasp of magic fluctuations. For adventurers like me who are very familiar with magic fluctuations Said that this kind of illusion is not enough.

As long as I want, I can get rid of it at any time, and even if I don't get rid of the illusion, its impact on me is still minimal.

If you want to trap me, unless you let an apostle-level expert come and arrange it yourself.

But it is said that the position of the apostles on this planet is supreme, so they will not come to confront my little shrimp.

In order to get out of the forest as soon as possible, I speeded up my pace.

The woman I met before followed closely like a stalker. Behind her, the little terrier also took brisk steps and jumped forward.

After about four hours of walking, it was getting late, but it was still far away from the forest.

Lifting my head, looking through the branches and leaves, took a look at the deepening dusk, and sighed lightly. I immediately chose an open space, picked up some dead branches and fallen leaves, and used the flame magic that I learned soon to light the branches and leaves, and kept blowing fans. The wind, adding branches and leaves, took seven or eight minutes to stabilize the bonfire.

The straighter branch was broken off, the branches and bark were cut off, and then a piece of half-boiled bread that had been prepared was taken out of the rucksack and put on the fire to roast.

After a while, the smell of fragrance drifted around, and the little terrier stuck his tongue out and awkwardly approached me, a pair of **** eyes staring at me, with a longing light in his eyes.

I was amused by its behavior, so I tore off half of the bread and threw it in front of it, and then took the other half of the bread in my hand. I was about to take a bite, but was caught by another pair of eyes. And the scorching intensity of these eyes is not inferior to that of a beagle.

With a helpless sigh, I tore off the bread in half again, and handed it to the woman who had already squatted aside and looked at me.

The woman hesitated, but still took the bread, Xiaoqiong's nose fluttered twice, she swallowed unconsciously, and then she couldn't wait to feast on it.

She was extremely embarrassed when she was eating, she was even more embarrassed than Barbara who was grabbing food with Kagali.

I looked funny, put a piece of bread into my mouth, chewed, and asked: "Bread, haven't you eaten it?"

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