Misil shook his head speechlessly and continued to eat the cake. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After three hours, Qin Le and Villene also returned, and the two of them were still dressed in white, as if they had gone out for a long journey, with a leisurely look, and Villene was wearing a piece of armor, although it was very clean, but it had an eerie atmosphere.

"You two are back," Frans said with a smile, this time because Frans and Misil were too eye-catching, so the two legends of Qin Le and Villene, as well as the Knights, were ignored and ignored.

Qin Le nodded with a smile and said, "I didn't expect it to be like this, does the strong man here seem to be quite humane?"

In the world of Qinle, a demigod-level cultivator is almost like a living fossil, just for cultivation, in addition to cultivation, even if his son is killed, there will be no reaction, how can it be like the demigod level in this world, he will be implicated by mortal dust.

"Human" Frans sneered: "I don't think you think it's human, I guess those cultivators in your world are too ruthless." “

Qin Le smiled and didn't answer, he is also a cultivator who is about to reach the demigod level, and it stands to reason that his feelings should be like living fossils, but he doesn't know what's going on, and his feelings are the same as normal people, and his feelings are not indifferent at all.

"Villene, can't you control your murderous aura" Frans glanced at the murderous Villene and said.

Villene said lightly: "The murderous aura is too heavy to be controlled"

"That's right, then I'll give you a set of secret methods, just to control the murderous energy, although it has no other effect than controlling the murderous energy" Frans pointed to the center of Villene's eyebrows, and a red light flew into Villene's eyebrows.

Villene paused for a second, then said, "Thank you."

Frans shrugged his shoulders and said, "Now that the believers have been killed, then there is only the Lich God, and the Vanthor guy is not even good."

After waiting for a while, a gray light flashed, and Ash appeared in this store, at this time, Ash's whole body breath was extremely sharp, obviously humanoid, but it made people feel that this was a sword, an incomparably sharp sword that could open up the world.

In the early morning, the sun slowly rises in the east, shining its rays on the earth, and the rooster's crowing is heard as soon as the sun rises, and the sound is heard throughout half of the village of Lola.

Leslin, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, couldn't help but open his eyes when he heard the familiar rooster crow.

"So can't you crow later, big brother rooster, let me sleep a little longer" Sitting up from his amazing hard plank bed, Leslin complained in his heart about the rooster that the sun had just risen every day.

Looking out the window, Leslin was stunned for a moment before exclaiming, "It's another day."

Lifting the comfortable bedding and enduring a chill, Leslin quickly got dressed.

After a brief freshening up, Reslyn looked at herself in the mirror that she had bought with a month's salary.

The appearance of the young man in the mirror is neither handsome nor ugly, he belongs to the very ordinary kind, the kind of appearance that belongs to passer-by.

"That's it, it's really" Looking at himself in the mirror, Leslin has a sad feeling every time, after all, he was still a handsome guy before he crossed over, why did he become so ordinary after crossing, the same as passerby A.

Reslyn is a traverser, a very bitter traverser, a traverser who crashes into a tree and crosses.

He doesn't know why he will cross when he hits a tree, others are stoned to death when they cross, and after committing suicide, he just hit a tree, and he didn't even have a slight injury, but he crossed, so it depends on character to cross.

From the table next to him, he took a piece of brown bread that he bought yesterday, this is Reslin's breakfast, looking at his breakfast, the black bread does not look like the hardness of bread at all, and Reslyn wants to throw it away.

If it weren't for the lack of money, Reslyn would never eat this kind of black bread, which is also called bread, don't joke, to say that it is bread is simply an insult to the word bread, this kind of bread that is hard enough to be used as an iron rod as long as anyone with a little money will not eat it.

"Nima, I'm a time-traveler anyway, why do I mix so badly" As a time-traveler, according to the plot in the novel, it's not good to travel to the other world, and I haven't crossed over for three years and eat black bread again, why do I still eat black bread after three years.

Poured a glass of water, dipped the black bread in some water, Reslyn took a bite, the black bread thing can't bite at all without a little water, Reslin still remembers the first time he ate black bread after crossing, he didn't know how to eat, he bit directly, Reslin still remembered the feeling after biting at that time, toothache, tooth pain, as if he had extracted a tooth without anesthetic.

With a kind of disgust, Reslyn finished eating the black bread and looked at the remaining three black breads, this is Leslin's lunch and dinner today, it looks a little shabby, but there is no way, there is no money.

Walking out of his one-bedroom home, Arthur locked his door, although it was completely unnecessary, after all, his family was poor, and the money was all on him, and the black bread that could be used as an iron rod in the house was gone, and there was nothing to do before, and Reslyn estimated that if the thief entered, he would be dumbfounded.

Despite this, it was already a habit that he had developed in his previous life to lock the door when he went out, so Reslin still locked the door.

Now Leslin is going to make money, Leslin's job is the only carpenter's shop in the village as an apprentice, speaking of this apprenticeship, Leslin is a little frustrated, Nima, he has been in this town for two and a half years, and he has been an apprentice for two and a half years, it stands to reason that he should be able to become a teacher in two and a half years, but maybe because his hands are not very skillful, so until now, he has not been a teacher, he is still an apprentice, and his craftsmanship is a little better than the original, from not even being able to make wood into a rectangle to now being able to make wood into a triangle。

His own carpenter talent is very poor, which is something that Leslin himself and his master carpenter, the owner of the carpenter shop, Old Yuri, have confirmed.

However, Reslyn did not give up this job, after all, this is a job with a high salary and easy work in the whole village, and it is difficult to find a job that meets your requirements if you give up this job, at least not in this village.

The morning air was damp and there was a faint smell of flowers in the air, and smelling the scent of flowers in the air, Leslin felt full of strength to work all day, and although this feeling would be lost over time, at least it felt good now.

Walking to the carpenter's shop, old Yuri had already started to work.

"Good morning, boss," Reslin greeted

"Well, here, let's get to work" Old Yuri glanced at Leslin, who was coming, and nodded, looking a little cold.

(To be continued.) )