"No wonder the bullets you made are so violent!" Zonia glanced at Zuo Ni, couldn't help laughing, and then looked at Leng Feng: "I'll just say, your sister is not simple, it's good to be able to make bullets, and you won't have to worry about running out of bullets in the future!" ”

Leng Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly: "A little girl, this job is 。。。。。 ”

Zuo Ni was dissatisfied, and raised her eyebrows: "If I don't know anything, in such a world, can I live to this day?" ”

"That's right, if you don't have any skills, you really won't live for five days, no wonder your sister lives so nourishingly!" Zonia still glanced at Zuo Ni with her dark blue eyes, but she couldn't see anything wrong with her, she still looked so pitiful and moving, and she didn't see anything special about her at all.

However, I didn't think that this girl could make bullets? How was this bullet made? So how did you find the material?

It seems that this seemingly weak girl still has a strong side!

"Let's go, Leng Feng, I'll take you to familiarize yourself with this place!" Zonia walked out of the room with a cold hand.

The two walked down the hallway arm in arm.

Zuo Ni walked out with the baby in her arms and looked at it, turned around and shrank back, and sat down on the bed heavily, making the bed lattice rattle.

"Goblins, goblins, vampires, female devils, damn blue-blooded elves, demons who can't die well!" Zuo Ni scolded everything she could scold in her heart, so that she felt a little better.

Then, tears flowed out of breath.

She ripped off the red carpet, revealing a face as beautiful as a fairy.

A pair of teary eyes, full of tears, crystal clear tears are flowing out.

A gorgeous face gives birth to a bit of poignancy.

"Mom, don't cry!" A pair of small hands reached over and wiped the tears from her face.

"Who's talking?" A sweet voice sounded in my ears, grandma's, sweet, cute, who is talking?

Zuo Ni's gorgeous face flashed with surprise and surprise.

Her mind seemed to be a little confused at this moment.

"Mom!" Another voice rang out.

"Is that you?" Zuo Ni saw that the little baby was already able to stand up, and was still wiping the tears on her face, and couldn't help but look at the little baby in surprise: "You? You? What the hell are you? The growth rate is so terrifying? Are you a human or an elf? Or the devil? ”

"Mom, me?" The little baby looked at her cutely, blinked with a pair of dark blue eyes, and then fell on her face: "Mom, didn't you give birth to me?" ”

"No, I picked it up on the street the other day, and you discarded it by a woman." Zoni said anxiously.

"This?" The little baby girl couldn't help but stick out her tongue and looked at Zuo Ni with a puzzled look: "Why did she lose me?" Didn't she give birth to me? ”

"She?" Zuo Ni couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and then lowered her head: "Your mother is a great woman, in order to protect you and let you live, she entrusted you to me, so she led thousands of mobs away, but she was surrounded by mobs, your mother, I'm afraid it's 。。。。。 ”

Zuo Ni covered her mouth, tears fell again, and choked: "I'm afraid it's long gone!" ”

Alas, I was worried that Leng Feng would be hurt by the mob, so I protected this kid to the death. Unexpectedly, this kid is a negative man.

As soon as I met this surnamed Zhuo, it was like losing my soul, and I didn't take Zuo Ni to heart for a long time.

Hmph, am I such an easily bullied person?

Zuo Ni's gorgeous face flashed a touch of coldness.

"Mommy, Mommy..." The baby grabbed her hand again and shook it.

"Hmm!" Zoni patted her little buttocks and called, "Poor child, you and I are both outcasts, and from now on, we can only rely on you for our lives." ”

"Mom, don't cry, it's not good to cry!"

"I'm not crying!" Zoni sniffed and raised her eyebrows. "I'm laughing, baby!"

"Mom, don't I have a name?" The little girl looked up at Zoni again.

"Huh?" Zuo Ni couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I haven't figured out what name to give you?" ”

"Why?"

"Because..." Zuo Ni looked at her and stroked her little white face: "Because the words look so pale and weak in front of you, I can't give you a suitable name!" ”

"Besides, you weren't born to me!"

"Mom, will you have a baby in the future?"

"Me?" Zuo Ni couldn't help but blush, so she smiled at the little baby girl: "How old are you, just ask a question that only adults ask, I, how can I say it, having a child is not something I decide alone, it must be decided by two people!" ”

"Can you decide then?"

"No, you can't!" Zoni shook her head at her.

"By the way, little baby, you go playing, I'm going to work!"

Zoni patted the bed and let her play on the bed.

He walked over to the table and dragged over the chair and sat down.

Then, take a deep breath.

Calm your mind.

Then, close your eyes.

"Summon, God give me fearless strength!"

Zoni imagines herself as a monster.

In my mind, a huge monster appeared.

In the mouth, there is still a fire spew.

"Give me a hundred grams of ammunition for the Kiss of Death."

"Bring me fifty bullet casings for Dragonroar."

With a roar in his mouth, the remnants of the earth were surging, followed by a flash of lightning, and then a crack was revealed.

"Master, things are coming soon!"

When the animal skin on Zuo Ni's body slowly receded, and the whole person returned to its original appearance, a package of white ammunition and fifty bullet casings had appeared on the table.

"Mom, why don't you just summon the bullets? How troublesome is it to get it yourself? The little girl asked.

"Huh!" Zoni smiled at her, raised the bullet casing in her hand, and said, "This will let him know that I have good intentions!" ”

"Oh!"

"Little baby, didn't I tell you to go to the side? Why are you here, you don't know how dangerous it is when I summon these things? When Zoni saw it, she immediately screamed.

"Let's go, go aside."

Zoni raised her hand at her.

The little girl Nunu mouthed and climbed into bed again.

Only then did Zuo Ni pull out a dagger from her body, gently pick open the bullet case, carefully fill the ammunition, and then load the bullet. Then use the dagger to engrave a beautiful pattern on the bullet.

In this way, a bullet is made.

By the time she had all fifty bullets ready, there was nothing left of the pack of ammunition, and it was just running out.

She packed it in a small cloth bag.

When I looked back at the little girl on the bed.

But I saw that she was holding two fires in her hands.

A blue ball of fire, swirling in her hand.

"You? How do you do it? ”

"Me?" The little girl smiled: "Innate, I have been able to summon since I was a child. ”