Chapter 15: The Black-Haired Girl

After carrying the loot and returning to the bridge, Ye Mo was not in a hurry to leave for a while, but began to carefully examine the fish bones in his hands.

Ye Mo now has two spell slots, and his mid- and long-range attack ability is considered to be there, but his melee ability is seriously insufficient, and he is going to make this tuna bone into a weapon for melee combat.

The skeleton of this tuna is very complete, it looks like a gun, and it looks like a knife, and the white bone spurs that reflect the cold light of the forest look very sharp.

After watching it for a while, Ye Mo finally started to do it, and he was going to make a dagger out of a fish skeleton.

The skull of the yellow skeleton from before was randomly used as a whetstone to remove unnecessary edges and corners of the fish bones.

Then some vines were broken off from the bridge and hollowed out the inside to be used as scabbards.

In the past, Ye Mo learned everything when he was in the Augustine family, and alchemy is also a branch of alchemy, and for him who has a little experience in the construction of magic patterns, it is not too difficult to turn to refining weapons at this moment.

Soon, a brand new dagger was completed, the blade glowing with cold light could be seen to be sharp at a glance, and the protruding fish bones were sharpened into serrations by Ye Mo, which looked terrifying.

After trying to swing it a few times, several knife flowers rolled out of the air, and Ye Mo was very satisfied with the dagger.

In particular, he also discovered that this dagger actually retains some of the tuna's abilities, which can form a sharp blade after injecting source power and break through the blade, just like the water gun fired by the tuna before.

In terms of power, as long as Ye Mo was close enough to the other party, this sword was enough to threaten any monk below the rank.

After doing all this, Ye Mo was ready to leave, he had already thought about the direction he was heading, it was somewhere in the west where the Blood Sea Giant knelt down before, and he had an intuition that there would be the answer he wanted over there.

After only a few steps, he retracted his feet and walked towards the place where the previous cry had been heard.

"Still there?" Ye Mo spoke, but there was no response inside, as if the call he had heard earlier was a hallucination.

Ye Mo shook his head: "Forget it, whether you are dead or alive, I will help you once, whether you can achieve it depends on your luck." ”

Ye Mo raised the speargun in his hand, and the source power was instilled into it, and a knife light poured out, slashing fiercely on the petals.

Regardless of whether this blow worked or not, Ye Mo was not prepared to do it a second time.

The sound of "Qiang" metal colliding came, and Ye Mo's knife hit the flower, but after all, it was still a little bit close, and it couldn't break.

Ye Mo shook his head, feeling bored and turned around to leave.

But I heard a "bang", like the sound of a wall collapsing.

Ye Mo turned around, the dust obscured his vision, but he could faintly see the broken petals.

When the dust cleared, the true situation inside was exposed to Ye Mo's eyes.

The first thing that caught Ye Mo's eyes was a piece of snow white, as white as crystal, flawless, except for Ye Mo's familiar abdomen wrapped around the "filigree", there was almost no cover in other places, and the gently raised snow-white wrist still stayed in the air to maintain the posture of casting spells, making it easy for Ye Mo to guess why the flowers were broken.

The beautiful and delicate little face seems to be slightly lowered due to shyness, and the diamond-shaped lip flaps exposed on the side are so beautiful that people want to kiss Fangze, especially striking is that she has black hair that is as rare as Ye Mo.

She was about sixteen or seventeen years old, and there was a trace of nervousness and shyness on her little face, which made people feel distressed and pitiful like a princess in distress.

Perhaps it was Ye Mo's overly hot gaze that finally made the girl unable to resist, and an intoxicating flush appeared on her pretty face: "Little brother, can you look away?"

Little ....... brother?Ye Mo's gaze instantly cooled down, and the temperature around him seemed to drop a lot, making the girl stunned for a while, did she say the wrong thing again?

"What's there to see?" said Ye Mo scoffed.

Compared with the stunted girl in front of him, he felt that Anna's shiny appearance was more aesthetically pleasing to him.

Of course, the most important thing is that Ye Mo keeps thinking about this thought now: who gave this woman the courage to dare to call her brother, although her face is a little tender, but she is a real eighteen-year-old adult man.

"Forehead......." The girl didn't expect Ye Mo to say so "directly", and she was speechless for a while, and her little face became hotter and hotter.

She didn't have much experience in dealing with the opposite sex, and she was still glad that she met a Zhengtai, maybe she could be natural, but she was killed the moment she opened her mouth that night.

Ye Mo was speechless when she saw the girl's big eyes that were about to cry when she was wronged, this psychological tolerance is too weak, right?

Forget it, Ye Mo shook his head, and no longer continued to embarrass the other party, tilted his head to the side, and began to observe the scene inside the flower.

"Thank you, thank you......"

At this time, Ye Mo heard a thank you sound about a decibel like a murmur, and fell into a speechlessness again.

I didn't see you say thank you when I helped you get out of trouble before, but now you just divert your gaze and you are grateful, what are women's brains made of?

It's still the most comfortable to deal with Anna. Ye Mo said secretly in his heart.

There was a "click" sound like a rope breaking, followed by a "know the rope".

He didn't need to look at Ye Mo to know what the other party was doing, but he was a little disciplined and didn't peek, and he was concentrating on observing the environment.

The more I look at Ye Mo, the more unbalanced my psychology becomes, and I am also imprisoned in the flowers, and the flower in front of me is simply a paradise compared to the place before Ye Mo.

Not to mention the neatness of the interior, Ye Mo looked around and was stunned not to see an abyss insect, but the "tentacles" that bound the movement, that is, the filigree also existed, but it was only a thin circle that was gently wound around the girl's lower abdomen that Ye Mo had seen before.

Further up, Ye Mo saw that there was a stalactite-like structure directly above the girl, dripping milky, liquid.

This liquid fell to the ground, and a crater appeared in an instant, which was obviously strongly corrosive, and this is how the girl's clothes should have been destroyed.

Could this flower be sexist? Ye Mo couldn't help but think of this.

This idea is indeed not unreasonable, and in Ye Mo's perception, the girl's cultivation is almost at the peak of the palace.

And judging from Ye Mo's experience of contacting all kinds of people since childhood, the girl is definitely the type of carefree little princess who lives in the castle.

Ye Mo deduced that even if the girl was a peak monk of the palace, she was really fighting against herself, and she was definitely not her current opponent.

Oh, this kind of pitifully weak existence can survive until now, and Ye Mo really can't find any other explanation except for sexism.

"That...... I've got my clothes done, little brother, you can turn your head now. The timid voice was soft and glutinous, with a gentleness that is rare in women.

The voice sounds good, Ye Mo said in his heart, but his mouth is not forgiving: "When you get dressed, you can put it on, and you want me to help you taste ......?"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Mo was conquered by the beauty in front of him.

The girl was already wearing a long skirt in a snow-white hue, a V-neckline, pointed shoes, and a conical and two-horned Sinan hat.

This is the favorite dress of those ladies eleven centuries ago, which is very different from today's mainstream, but when worn on the girl, it gives people a strong retro style, and the girl is like a princess who came out of a fairy tale, as beautiful as an elf.