Fast-traveling female supporting role counterattacks in a different way

Chapter 103

It is estimated that if you work hard and practice hard, you can still reach the first level of Dzogchen, and maybe you can even advance to the second level.

It is said that the second floor is very powerful, comparable to some cultivators.

They can all fly with swords.

Rosie decided that she also wanted to practice to the height of Yujian flying in mid-air.

Time passed quickly, and a week passed in the blink of an eye. During this week, Rosie was hungry and thirsty, so she went to a bandit's house to eat and drink to cope.

Except for meal time, at other times, Rosie sat cross-legged by a river not far from the village.

Seriously practice magic.

For a week, Rosie didn't see the legendary boss, not even the boy with the male duck voice.

Rosie didn't think too much, she loved to see herself gone!
When he has completed the first level of his magical power, he will go to the palace to see the original owner's wife and the other male protagonist who looks like Pan An and looks like Song Yu.

Know yourself and the enemy, and you will never end in a hundred battles. First find out the target person, and then make the next step.

For a week, Rosie felt that her internal strength had increased by half compared to the client's previous internal strength.

I feel that the progress is not bad. If there is a plane with a high concentration of spiritual energy, I guess I would have been flying with the sword.

And now it's just an entry level.

There is still a long way to go before the first level of Dzogchen!
The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!
After rubbing my belly, I was hungry again.

In the past few days, Rosie felt that she was eating more and more hungry every day.

I haven't mastered the magical skills yet, but I have a big appetite.

Didn't you see the little girl looking at you with strange eyes at this moment?
"Sister, why do you eat so much and keep eating, isn't your stomach bloated?" The little girl finally couldn't help but asked her doubts.

"No, I'm still hungry!" Why do I feel bloated?
I really doubt my stomach, now it has become a bottomless pit, and it can't be filled.

Alas, Rosie is also very embarrassed now, wishing she could immediately put down the sorghum cornbread in her hand, turn around and run away with her face covered.

It's really embarrassing.

A thin woman eats so much!
It is estimated that others regard themselves as pigs.

Haven't you seen the bandit family members pointing fingers at me behind my back and discussing non-stop in the past few days?

This one said: "That girl looks very handsome, but I didn't expect that she is a big loser!"

That one said: "Yes, it's true that people can't be judged by appearances, and sea water can't be measured! It's so delicious, next time I come to my house, I have to hide the food in advance, lest she is full and we have nothing to eat."

Another said: "I don't know how long we will have to eat and drink for free in our village? Alas! Thinking about it makes people worry."

Someone continued to answer and said: "..."

In short, Rosie is now universally disliked by the copycats.

Those who praised her for being pretty before saw Rosie far away now.

I was afraid that Rosie would have the cheek to go to her house for dinner.

Rosie touched her belly, which was only half full, but finally couldn't resist the little girl's frown, so she could only stop her hand, wiped the corners of her mouth, and stood up to leave.

well!This village is too poor. It's not as rich and wealthy as shown on TV, with wine and meat.

Those who are poor are left with corn cakes, sorghum steamed corn bread with thin rice porridge and black and yellow bitter salty wild vegetables.

As far as this thing is concerned, there is not enough stock, and I, a foreign guest, can't get enough to eat.

Rosie figured it out. After a week of familiarity, she was sure of one thing, that is, the family members of these bandits were all good people.

From their basic necessities of life, Rosie could tell that the bandits in this village were special.

Either go down the mountain at ordinary times, hide the money from burning, killing and looting to prepare for something big, and have the heart to live such a frugal life with them.

Or it is that they have never done bad things or robbed money at all, which is why their lives are like this.

The former is evil, the latter is good.

He couldn't tell good and evil, but he could see the hardship and poverty in the lives of old, weak, women and children.

Sympathy is sympathy, sighs are sighs, whenever Rosie is hungry, she still runs to the house to continue eating.

I really can't help but feel hungry, it's uncomfortable.

People are iron, food is steel, if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry!

This is true.

As soon as Rosie was hungry, she forgot the lack of food and ignored the distressed expressions of others. She only had food in her eyes.

Not to mention multi-grain pancakes, she couldn't stop eating even bran bran vegetables.

This magical power is poisonous!
There is definitely a problem. This is to make yourself a big eater!
Are you sure there is no problem with this miraculous skill, and if you continue to practice, you can fly with the sword?
Rosie was unsure, so she took the book by the river and read it over and over again, reading the first page and the first level of mental formulas for a long time, but she couldn't see what was wrong.

Where is the problem!
She doesn't know martial arts or magical arts, and a soul of the 21st century, she can't see anything wrong with her.

It’s not like I’ve been watching for half a day in vain

Sighing, Rosie decided to continue practicing. The king of big stomachs should be the king of big stomachs. Compared with the size of the appetite, the strangeness in the eyes of outsiders is the key!
Go your own way, eat other people's food, let everyone talk about it!

Rosie continued to exercise her power, and walked around the Dantian tendons twice.

After two laps, I felt hungry again, and it was only a stick of incense time since my last meal.

This makes me hungry again, and the interval between hunger is getting shorter and shorter.

At the end of this practice, do I have to sit in a large pile of food, practice while eating, and can't stop, this vicious circle has been going on all the time!
Rosie was depressed, the key point was eating so much food, she didn't grow a little bit of flesh, and her internal strength didn't increase much!

It feels like eating so much for nothing is meaningless.

I don't want to eat anymore, but I can't control myself.

When you get hungry, you get dizzy, and when you see food, you immediately ignore it. What else can you think of at that time?

This magical skill is a scam.

It feels like trying to make yourself go abroad on purpose.

Why is it so not like magical skills, but more like magical skills.

Don't really practice by yourself. If you can't control your food now, drinking blood and consuming hair again will be immeasurable!

When the time comes, just like the zombies in the previous plane, they will be finished if they lose their humanity.

It has become a puppet of magic power!

Rosie was a little scared, she didn't want to continue practicing, and was about to stop.

Not to mention this skill, after practicing for such a period of time, I have become addicted to it, and now I plan to give up practicing it, but I feel very uncomfortable in my heart.

Take control!I was definitely controlled by the magic power!

If you don't practice this exercise for one day, you will feel flustered; if you don't practice this exercise for two days, you won't think about food and drink; if you don't practice this exercise for three days, you will feel uncomfortable and lose energy...

Rosie felt that she had to find a way to leave the sub-peak quickly, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.

She didn't think she was scaring herself, it was definitely possible!

If you can no longer control your behavior:

Or, the cottage will be made even poorer by itself, and everyone will have to eat dirt.

Either I can't control myself to practice magical skills, and the practice becomes obsessed, and the killing ring is started, and the children, elderly and women here will be miserable.

(End of this chapter)