The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

The locomotive is still driving on the dirt road, and the green grass on both sides is very fresh and makes people feel comfortable.

Inside the locomotive, the passenger seat.

The blue witch was boringly peeling pistachios to eat.

Maybe it was too boring. She was able to come up with more than 20 ways to peel pistachios in a short period of time.

In my opinion, this is not only a lot of leisure time, but also a bunker, my fiancée, you are showing up too.

This kind of shock is as shocking as the four writing styles of fennel bean.

"It's a coincidence that I can't come out. Peel a pistachio, and you can peel off flowers."

I half teased and half admired.

"Cut, what's this?" The Blue Witch said with disdain: "If it wasn't for the limited space of the motorcycle, I would like to try the feeling of peeling pistachios upside down."

"I bought a small one with a locomotive. I'm really sorry for that."

"Humph."

The blue witch snorted and tossed it. The pistachio drew a standard parabola, caught it by the tuft of the back seat, and then crunched.

"Give the dog to eat dried fruits, you are not afraid of it being fat?"

"No way." The blue witch rolled her eyes and said, "Our tuo tuo has lived in the forest for tens of millions of years. Let alone dried fruits, I haven't eaten anything. Once, it even ate it. A lot of poisonous mushrooms are still alive and well."

Slightly shocked, then I glanced at the squatting man in the back seat with a blank face. I couldn't help smiling wryly: "It's really wrong for you to stand on such an unreliable owner."

"Who do you say is unreliable!"

The blue witch was displeased, and while retorting, she twisted my arm severely, turning blue instantly.

Looking at the green one, I feel a little helpless.

You said that even if I don't use the killing intent body, adventurers below level 5 can't break through even a layer of oily skin even if they ruthlessly chop at me with a sharp weapon.

But this sturdy skin couldn't stop the pinch of fiancee's slender fingers.

It's really strange and weird.

Thinking of this, a saying came into my mind: A woman is a tiger.

However, I think this description is still inaccurate. How can a tiger compare with a woman?

Anyway, the tigers in this world must not be able to do adventurers around level five, and even level three adventurers may not have been able to do it.

This is not an exaggeration, but a fact.

Among other things, just take the second-level monsters that are suitable for the battle of third-level adventurers. Mo underestimated the beetle monsters who were blood-torted by us, and don't think that the beetle monsters that can be blood-torted by us are just slow, except A mobile fortress that beats nothing.

You know, the beetle monster is not only hard, it is also sharp-the pair of big ao is quite sharp and powerful. If the third-level adventurer is unfortunately caught, it is easy to be caught in two, and the third-level adventurer The physical strength of's is different from that of ordinary people. When it explodes with full strength, it can even reach several times stronger than the human limit.

Therefore, if the beetle monster is placed in the deep mountains where tigers and wolves are rampant, I can guarantee that the owner of this mountain will abdicate in a few days, give up the throne of the king of the mountain, and respectfully wear the beetle monster. Laurel wreath.

Thinking about it this way, the saying that a woman is a tiger does not necessarily mean it. It should be said-women are fierce than tigers.

I glanced at the Blue Witch who is still dedicated to the pistachio peeling method. I can’t help but rejoice. It’s so good that this girl can’t read minds, and the relationship with me is not as close as Phoenix and me, nor as close as Bai Yunying and Bai Yunying. I have such a tacit understanding that there is no way to read what I think in my heart from one of my eyes, and because of this, she will not notice that I am teasing her in my heart.

Otherwise, this road trip will definitely not be safe.

Compared with the roughness of the northern continent, the southern continent looks very different in both its geomorphology and scenery.

But chic belongs to chic, but it does not destroy it.

Take the road underfoot, the weeds of the northern continent are also green, but they are taller, thicker, and more tenacious than the weeds of the southern continent. Even if they are crushed by a car, they still stand stubbornly after the car passes by. Even if he can't stand up, he will not die, but will continue to survive tenaciously on the ground.

At this point, I can perceive it from the breath, perceive its full of vitality, perceive its unyielding and tenacity.

But the grass on the southern continent is different. After being run over by wheels, it either crooked, fell, broke, or hung up.

He didn't look strong at all, like an adventurer in a southern town.

If I were to kill in a northern town, maybe no one would trouble me anymore, but they would never hide or fall apart. On the contrary, they would fight harder in other places.

I don't quite understand the reason for this. Maybe they want to show that they can be more brutal than me, or just to vent, so as to calm the suffocation in their chest.

But in any case, they are brave, there is no doubt about this.

The adventurers in the southern towns are brave and fierce. They seem to be more ferocious and brutal than those in the northern towns, but once they encounter a murderous figure, they will hide faster than anyone else, even ignoring Shangfeng's orders.

However, these people's summit will not blame them for this, because these guys run faster than the people under them.

And afterwards, these guys didn't dare to trouble me.

But what makes me feel speechless is that outsiders do not trouble me, but those who know me come to trouble me with a serious expression, and the tone is very bad, and there is a big discord, so I must be brought to justice. The power of law.

However, in fact, I am a victim. Although I have not suffered any physical trauma, nor have I suffered any spiritual trauma, it is because my strength is strong enough and my mind is strong enough.

If my strength is not enough, I would be hacked to death long ago, and I would be dead on the street.

That’s why I reasoned and presented the facts that day. It’s a pity that the head of the branch was so stubborn that he always put on an attitude that you are a sinner and must be punished, and Heloise also showed the same. attitude.

Although afterwards, in a dialogue with the Blue Witch, I explained that all this was not the original intention of Heroes and the head of the branch, but in fact, I did not believe this interpretation of myself at all.

Obviously, Heroes and the others intend to win over me in a guilty way, or to control me.

It makes me feel guilty of killing my friendly army and I must be responsible for my words and deeds.

But will the real friendly forces confront me with swords?

The real friendly forces would wave their sharp blades at me again and again, even without a word to stop me.

If this can be regarded as a friendly army, maybe they are not as good as the pig teammates.

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