Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Grasshopper Shakes the Tree (Thanks to Dear Book Friends)
The monster fell, bursting a bottle of red potion and dozens of copper plates. Dawn Night has never been interested in what mobs drop.
I didn't expect Qin Feng to be the same.
After returning the sword to the sheath, he stood upright.
The two stood for a moment before they looked at each other blankly.
"Don't give it to me." Qin Feng took the lead in making a decision, turning around and walking towards another wild monster not far away.
Li Ye was still a little relieved for a while. It wasn't until she found out the almost negligible loot from the monster that she realized that the other party had stolen her lines.
She raised her head and looked at Qin Feng not far away.
Even without her group healing blessings and not drinking red potions, his HP was declining very slowly.
If it's not that the health bar is too thick, the defense is very high.
No matter how you look at it, it gives people a very strong and firm feeling.
Qin Feng's blood bar gradually dropped to fifty percent. The moment his blade slashed across the creature's neck, Dawn seemed to see a green healing value floating out of his body.
Is it bloodsucking?
Sure enough, sucking blood or something.,It's the standard for the game to be played.。
Another monster fell to the ground.
This time, Qin Feng sat on the ground.
The corpse shone with a crystal light beside him, which was very dazzling.
Within reach, can't you raise your hand and touch it with great compassion!!
Obsessive-compulsive disorder sufferers wail in the bottom of their hearts.
Reluctantly, he squatted down in front of the corpse and pulled out another bottle of red potion.
She's been paddling since just now. At this time, seeing the amount of blood on Qin Feng's head, he was embarrassed to hand him the potion in his hand.
Qin Feng didn't refuse, took the potion and drank it.
The white fingertips hold the transparent glass bottle, which contains a brightly colored liquid.
It was like holding an elegant, slender wine glass, shaking it lightly, and drinking it down to the last sip of the showy and tempting liquid.
For the first time, Li Ye admired her brain replenishment ability - Fang Cai's imagination was so graphic that she even had the illusion of being at a drag ball - the silver carved half-face mask was exactly what he wore at the ball.
Awkwardly looked away: "Let's continue after the break?"
Qin Feng looked at her silently for two seconds and said, "The spirit value is too low."
Li Ye said "oh", and there was a sudden feeling.
It's common sense that combat consumes spirit.
She is not in the habit of resting after a battle to regain her mental strength.
Afraid that Qin Feng would misunderstand her meaning of "urging" just now, he explained: "I can continue to replenish my spiritual value when cooking, so I don't usually take a break when fighting monsters, so I forgot that my spiritual value should be restored by sitting down." You take your time and don't rush. ”
"So, you're implying that I can ask you to cook?" The corners of Qin Feng's lips hooked slightly.
Belch......
How ugly is it to say something suggestive...... No, she didn't mean that......
"Explain the facts." Dawn of the night is the color of the road.
Unexpectedly, Qin Feng suddenly approached, so frightened that she almost lost her staff, and her hairs exploded.
"Why are you so close?" Li Ye did not dare to move.
Squatting to pick up equipment before, Qin Feng's sudden approach caught her off guard and subconsciously leaned back. One of her palms was already firmly propped up on the grass, and her back was directly on the ground.
Lie on your back...... Isn't that weird?
Now, Qin Feng's carved mask was only a few inches away from her.
His warm breath brushed her cheek like a feather, causing Li Ye to subconsciously hold her breath.
Qin Feng looked at her carefully and came to the conclusion, "You are shy."
Li Ye knew that he had always been thin-skinned. Being watched so closely by a strange man will definitely blush.
Li Ye didn't want to answer the topic of whether or not to be shy was more or less ambiguous.
Without a trace, the body shifted its center of gravity, and pulled out a hand to push the other person away.
Qin Feng's chest was very strong, and her unmoved figure seemed to be laughing at her for shaking a tree.
"Isn't it?"?
A masculine, faintly oppressive aura enveloped her.