To kill monsters, start from picking up game skills

"Mao Baer, ​​what are you doing!"

Yang Yi, who came back to his senses, was disturbed by it, and the vague feeling that he was about to break through was gone, and he suddenly shouted furiously.

Catching for a long time without catching anything, Mao Baer looked depressed as if he didn't hear Yang Yi's roar, and kept muttering: "Money, my money, my money is gone, it's gone... "

Seeing the nagging Cat Baer, ​​Yang Yi couldn't get angry, and went up to pinch its ears: "What are you doing, you'd better explain it to me, otherwise..."

"My money, my money is gone, you pay me for the potato." Mao Baer, ​​who came back to his senses, grabbed Yang Yi's hand that was pinching its ear, showing a pitiful look.

Yang Yi laughed angrily, you interrupted my opportunity to break through to the seventh rank, and you asked me for money instead, Yang Yi looked cold and clenched his fist, and suddenly there were crackling finger bones on his hand Voice: "What money are you talking about, huh?"

Seeing Yang Yi with an unnatural expression, Mao Baer laughed dryly in surprise, let go of his paws, then stood up struggling and said: "I didn't tell you, the corpses of the monster clan can be sold for money, and the monsters of the eighth rank The corpse of the family can be sold for 100 million."

What the hell, someone else sent me their own spiritual power, why are you still thinking about other people's corpses, are you still a human being?
But... But Mao Baer is a cat, and it is thinking about the corpse of the silkworm demon, so it has nothing to do with me, Yang Yi.

Nonsence!Yang Yi, be yourself!

Shaking his head quickly, he suppressed the messy thoughts: "Don't think about it, it has transmitted all the power of the monster to me, let it rest in peace,"

"What?" Mao Baer yelled strangely, and then thought of something: "No wonder its body is weathered, so it gave you the power of the demon."

After saying this, Mao Baer's face became even darker, and he looked back at Yang Yi from time to time, as if he was about to go up and cut him alive.

"I said, don't look at me like that, can you? It makes me feel hairy."

"Yangyu, you know, the monster race that can transfer its own monster energy to humans, that is the big monster that can at least become a super-mortal monster after adulthood, and the value of the corpse is several times that of the original."

"Mao Baer, ​​have you lost money!"

One person, one cat, started to clean up the battlefield in such a noisy manner. Fortunately, they prepared ecstasy incense in advance, which stunned everyone in the orphanage. Otherwise, it would be hard to explain the pitted battlefield.

"What, Artichoke, have you broken through to the seventh grade of Qi training?" Mao Baer, ​​who was buried in the pit with a shovel, suddenly shouted dumbfounded after listening to Yang Yi's story about what he didn't know.

"Isn't this interrupted by your earth-shattering exclamation? I haven't broken through to the seventh rank yet." He patted the soil with a shovel to make it look more natural, and Yang Yi didn't turn his head depressed road.

"Eh, breaking through too fast is not necessarily a good thing." Mao Baer could only respond with a dry smile, and then realized something: "Yangyu, have you practiced Thunderbolt? And where did you get the iron sword? "

"You have seen it yourself, and asked me why. As for the iron sword, it was found in the warehouse."

With a prevarication indiscriminately, Yang Yi buried the scrapped iron sword in the pit.

"I... I just want to make sure if I read it wrong." Mao Baer's expression froze, and he didn't continue to ask about Tie Jian, but continued: "Yangyu, don't force yourself to break through like this next time. , I was almost scared to death."

At the moment when he found out that Yang Yi didn't dodge the silkworm demon's attack, Mao Baer was really frightened out of his wits, just that lightning strike, if it hit Yang Yi, the consequences would be either dead or disabled.

"I needed an opportunity at that time. Don't worry, I won't make fun of my own life." Recalling the illusion of death, Yang Yi felt a little terrified. If he really didn't master Ben Lei Zhan, what would happen? I really can't imagine.But when he looked back at Mao Baer who was standing still, he suddenly became furious: "If you ask questions, ask questions. Why are you standing there? Are you trying to be lazy?"

"Potatoes, your uncle's." After being hit by a flying stone, Mao Baer cursed loudly in the night.

After telling Dean Tang that the murderer had been arrested, Yang Yi wanted to leave, but Dean Tang insisted on letting him stay for lunch. Looking at the eager-looking children downstairs in the teaching building, Yang Yi could only bite the bullet He agreed, and after lunch, he quietly left with Mao Baer.

"Yangyu, please write me an IOU." Mao Baer followed behind Yang Yi, with an unhappy expression on his face. You don't leave your name when you do good deeds, why use my private money.

Along the way, Mao Baer's ears were almost callused, so Yang Yi had no choice but to turn around and say, "It's only 1 yuan, as for nagging. Besides, when I mentioned this matter to you, you Isn't it very happy to agree."

Where did you go with all your arrogance at throwing your bank card back then?
"I regret it now. That was 1 yuan. Do you know how long I saved it?" The more I said it, the more heartbroken it became. It seemed that without the 1 yuan, Mao Baer lost a piece of flesh.

"Okay, okay, let's go to Fang Xinguo, and the corpses of the demon clan that will be killed after we find him are all yours."

"Really?"

"Look at how promising you are, really."

"But Yangyu, we are not on the way. If we want to find Fang Xinguo, we have to go back to Guangzhou and Shenzhen. This round trip will take at least half a month, and this is not counting the delay in the middle."

"But I promised Xiaocan, so I have to go back to Guangshen."

Seeing Yang Yi's resolute attitude, Mao Baeryi said solemnly uncharacteristically: "If it is true as you said, the little silkworm advanced after drinking Fang Xinguo's blood, then Fang Xinguo is at least a high-level blood slave. What does slave mean, it represents a blood slave with short-term thinking, that is a seventh-rank monster with only blood in its eyes."

Of course it doesn't want Yang Yi to go back to Guangshen to find Fang Xinguo. It's okay if he didn't find it. It's just a waste of time. If he finds it, it will be a deadly battle. Apparently the plan didn't work out.

"I'm almost at the seventh rank, let's talk about a monster with only short-term thinking, I'm afraid it will do something."

"If I tell you again that the one who can control the existence of high-level blood slaves is at least a fifth-rank monster, and maybe even a fourth-rank monster, do you still want to go?"

This time Yang Yi was silent for a long time. He didn't know how powerful the fifth-rank and fourth-rank monsters were, nor could he imagine how powerful they were.But you can compare it. I almost overturned in the hands of the eighth-rank silkworm demon. With the Thunderbolt Slash I currently have, coupled with the surging spiritual power in my body, I can fight against the seventh-rank monster. If I encounter a fourth-rank monster, Guessing it blows a breath, I am afraid that I will be reduced to ashes.

"I can't imagine how powerful they are yet, but I promised Xiaocan, then I have to find Fang Xinguo, don't worry, I won't be reckless."

Since I can't use strong means to find Fang Xinguo, I can fish by myself. Don't blood slaves like human beings with surging blood, so why should I choose to be tough!