Pei Ye went to buy a lot of notebooks.

At the end of the collapse of all order, notebooks, as a "non-renewable resource for a short period of time", should have been classified as a luxury item, but given that no one uses these things now, they are randomly thrown on the stalls of flea markets, sold in bundles and cheap.

Ye Bufan was surprised: "At this time, are you still in the mood to write a diary?"

Writing a diary or something, he hasn't written since he graduated from elementary school.

Pei Ye said: "Who told you that I was going to write a diary? I was obviously preparing for the decisive battle in a few days, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand." ”

Ye Bufan saw that her hands were fast and cut a lot of small paper figures.

There are twenty-eight in a rough number...... Thirty-six...... Seventy-two ...... Eighty-one ......

At this time, the voice of the candlelight system sounded in his head: "Don't count, one hundred and eight, this guy has obsessive-compulsive disorder." ”

Ye Bufan: "...... You remember her very well. ”

Sure enough, the people who know you best are often not lovers but enemies.

Candle Zhao sneered contemptuously: "If you are slapped by her from time to time, and then she has to slap you in the face again, you will also be impressed, and you will never forget." In ancient times, many unlucky ghosts died because of her obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the wounds had to be symmetrical. ”

If it is not symmetrical, it is forcibly filled.

Originally, there was still half a breath and half a life left, so I made up for it and burped it completely.

Ye Bufan: "......"

He subconsciously took a step back and distanced himself from Pei Ye.

After a while, Pei Ye also made one hundred and eight small paper people, and a small paper man was in charge of a notebook. One hundred and eight small paper figures plus her deity, brushed and brushed to work. In Ye Bufan's eyes, it was simply a child's graffiti.

Candlelight also stared at it for a while, snorting and laughing strangely.

"The talisman spell is all a trick of human monks, when did you use it so easily?"

In ancient times, the human race ranked last among all races, not to mention the innate root bones, and with the growth of the day after tomorrow, a large amount of filth would accumulate in the flesh and blood meridians. Most other races don't have this problem, taking the demon race as an example, the demon race will not have this trouble after opening the spiritual intelligence, and use the power of their own bloodline to dissolve the filth, but the human monks need to use foreign objects or spend a lot of energy to wash the marrow and cut the bones.

If you don't clean it up regularly, the meridians will be clogged over time, the cultivation speed will be slow, and the spiritual power you practice will also carry turbidity.

In order to make up for the congenital deficiencies, human monks focused on external objects, such as magic weapons, elixirs, talismans, and seals.

It's just that the era talked about the respect of the strong, and the human race was not strong, so naturally their tricks were also classified as unpopular.

It was only after the Terrans flourished and other races gradually declined that these techniques became popular.

Pei Ye rolled his eyes.

"Aren't I a Terran now?"

Candle Zhao just wanted to refute something, and flashed back to Ye Bufan's brain.

It was Gu Hanshuang, the brother and sister, who came back.

Pei Ye closed the half-drawn notebook: "What did you go out and buy?"

Gu Chaoyan took out a bunch of gun parts from the bag and quickly assembled them with his hands.

"Guns?"

Gu Chaoyan said: "There are sales in the base, but the price is a little expensive." ”

"You have money?"

She put the assembled gun on the bed and said disdainfully: "Just go out and take a turn, there are always people who don't think they have hit a fat sheep." ”

Pei Ye understood, co-authoring her was black and black, and she still dutifully played the role of a teacher: "But isn't your beast transformation wasted, and you are not afraid of encountering danger when you act alone?" Base 1 is so big, it is difficult to guarantee that you will not bump into the hidden ruthless characters." ”

Gu Chaoyan's face turned cold.

Inexplicably, losing the Fire Phoenix bloodline was a knot in her heart and the greatest shame.

But he couldn't attack Pei Ye, so he could only secretly take a deep breath to suppress his emotions.

"No, I don't care about the survivors. ”

Even if she loses the noble and powerful Fire Phoenix bloodline, she is still a "new human" and does not take the "old human" seriously at all.

Although the sparrow is weak, her agility is not low, and if she really encounters danger, she can't beat it, but she can still escape.

Gu Hanshuang was also on the side, what could happen to her.

"Teacher Xiaolan"'s worries are simply unnecessary.

But she didn't know if something really happened, Gu Hanshuang might not help her.

Because before he figured out that Gu Chaoyan had lost the blood of the Fire Phoenix, he decided not to be a beast anymore.

Except for Gu Hanshuang and Pei Ye, no one knows this.

made pre-war preparations one after another, and in a blink of an eye, it came to the early morning of the day the plot took place.

Since the natural disaster struck, it is rare to see the blue sky, white clouds and the sun during the day, and there are no stars and moons at night, and some are just frosted gray skies. Pei Ye was taking a nap with her arms leaning against the table, and her open spiritual realm was slightly touched, which made her wake up instantly.

Before Gu Hanshuang's brother and sister woke up, Pei Ye pushed Ye Bufan, who was beating the floor.

She didn't move much, and the latter slept so well that he couldn't wake up at all.

That's where the candlelight system helps.

Bell Bell –

A loud and piercing alarm clock sounded in Ye Bufan's mind.

He was so frightened that he jumped up from the ground like a live shrimp, and his ears were still ringing.

"I'll wipe the candlelight, are you sick?"

The brain shouted no, and actually put an alarm clock on him, almost making him deaf.

Pei Ye said: "It's time to get up and work." ”

Ye Bufan raised his hand and wiped his oily face, and wiped it on his clothes in disgust.

"So fast? Didn't you mean that the wave of black creatures didn't officially start until seven or eight o'clock during the day?"

Thanks to the original author, the time setting is quite clear.

Pei Ye said: "When you say that the plane crack can be opened immediately, it will be opened in place immediately? Naturally, it will crack a little bit, and now the crack is enough for the two of us to pass." Get them done now, don't delay until tomorrow to add more casualties. Don't miss the time!"

Ye Bufan: "......"

He forgot that this Lord was threatening to kill the dark plane.

In the words of the candlelight system, this thing is very hard, hard, very hard.

Other people's fights generally start from the temptation, and they won't come up to show their big moves, and then play their cards when they find out the details of the enemy, this guy's style is completely different from others. She likes to open it as soon as it comes up, and it is all the way up, and she doesn't like to put it away when she opens.

A cool to the end, a thousand miles.

The perfect inheritor of the aesthetics of violence.

According to Candle Zhao, she is still a little demon, that is, when she first started developing, there are not no opponents who are stronger than her, but whether it is about the same strength, the strength is lower than her, or the strength is one line higher than her, almost all of them are abused by her.

It all went into her stomach and became a stepping stone to increase her strength and cultivation.

Why is this happening?

It's not because she doesn't like to play cards according to common sense, and her opponent is stunned by her indomitable violent momentum.

It is difficult to gnaw in the early stage, and in the middle and late stages of development, there is no invincible opponent at the same level, and you can fight even more than two or three realms.

My favorite thing is to exchange a wound for an enemy's life, and earn blood!

Ye Bufan deeply understood why Candle Zhao had a deep memory of the Demon Emperor......

If it were him, it would never be forgotten.