Mao Yulan is always dressed casually in Jiuxiang Garden, and this can be regarded as her home in a sense, unless an important VIP comes to visit, she doesn't need to dress up as a hostess. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In Shi Qinghuai's eyes, this woman's appearance has exceeded the characteristics that decoration can give, and no matter how beautiful the clothes are placed on her, they are just a plain decoration, and they will never dominate. Whether it is a luxurious dress, a brilliant dress, or ordinary casual wear, wearing it on Mao Yulan's body can bring people a different feeling of beauty.

It's just that in his eyes, this kind of beauty has become another kind of deadly weapon.

"You're making rapid progress." As soon as Mao Yulan entered the door, she saw Shi Qinghuai sitting on the sofa, and the latter's posture of drinking tea and waiting was obviously imitating herself. She laughed and sat down elegantly opposite Shi Qinghuai, the corner of her eye swept the steaming teapot, waiting for Shi Qinghuai to take the initiative to pour tea for herself.

If Shi Qinghuai had already respectfully served her tea, it was just that today's young man was so sharp that he didn't care about the hostess's eyes!

The air was silent for a few seconds, and the dry and heated air released by the air conditioner made the room inexplicably hot.

Shi Qinghuai took a deep breath and sorted out the language system, and some of the showdowns had to be said by him on his own initiative. After thinking for two seconds, he asked tentatively, "With my current strength, I don't know if I can take over the task assigned by Sister Mao?" ”

Mao Yulan picked up the teapot noncommittally, poured himself hot tea, and blew into the cup: "To be honest, your progress speed is already quite amazing, and you may not be able to do better as an ordinary trialist...... It's just a pity that in terms of the difficulty of the mission, your current strength is still a little bit worse......"

These words are equivalent to politely rejecting all of Shi Qinghuai's subsequent requests.

Shi Qinghuai's eyes did not show a look of disappointment, he raised his head and looked at Mao Yulan sincerely: "If you can, please ask Sister Mao to tell me the details of the task, I want to give it a try anyway." ”

"There's no need for that." Mao Yulan frowned, she stood up after drinking tea, and waved her hand behind her, "When the dungeon space is closed in two days, I will send someone to send you down the mountain, and you can still live in Jiuxiang Garden for these two days." ”

As she spoke, she walked towards the door without hesitation.

"Is the difficulty of the task really that important?" Shi Qinghuai's next words made the woman stop, she turned her head calmly, staring at Shi Qinghuai's sharp eyes, "What do you mean by this?" ”

"To put it another way, even if the task is more difficult, with the strength of the Freemasons, why worry that there are no good hands to take on the task?" Shi Qinghuai's face did not change and Mao Yulan looked at each other, he tried to capture the hidden emotions in the eyes of the woman in front of him, "Or that I have no use value if I don't pass the test?" ”

A look of surprise appeared on Mao Yulan's face, she was very curious how the young man in front of her dared to talk to herself like this, with her current strength, it was easier to pinch Shi Qinghuai to death than to pinch an ant to death.

That's right, she valued Shi Qinghuai's potential, so she brought him into Jiuxiang Garden and gave him the opportunity to be assessed in the name of "mission", and the assessment period was fourteen days. The specific content of the task is not important, what matters is Shi Qinghuai's assessment results, the strength improvement speed of the fourteen-day half-level, although it is at the upper level among ordinary trialists, but there is still a big gap from the legendary "Chosen One" who is destined to break away from the end of the world. After determining that Shi Qinghuai could not be the "chosen one", she naturally would not waste resources on this outsider.

This is the wrist of a superior person, from the very beginning, she and Shi Qinghuai have used each other's relationship, she covets his potential as a suspected "chosen one", why doesn't Shi Qinghuai want to get benefits from her through this fake name? As for the depth of the friendship between the two, she and Shi Qinghuai can only be regarded as acquainted, not to mention the extent of sacrificing interests for each other.

This kid is deliberately provoking me...... Looking at Shi Qinghuai's fierce eyes, she suddenly realized.

"Little brother, you're playing with fire." Mao Yulan's smiling appearance is like a female cat teasing a mouse, Shi Qinghuai is the mouse that struggles helplessly under her palm, the difference in strength determines that the mouse can only hide in the cave, occasionally sticking out his head to look up at the behemoth outside the cave.

"I want Sister Mao to do me a favor." Shi Qinghuai said unhurriedly. As he spoke, he pulled out the Swiss Army knife resting on his belt and activated the alchemy array on the glove, the saber made of high-grade stainless steel instantly melted into a mercury-like liquid, and the molten steel extended and elongated in the air, finally turning into a thin knife as thin as a cicada's wings. The blade is about the length of an arm's length and is at least 0.5mm thick, and the light reflected from the blade alone can dazzle people's eyes.

"It's not good for you to do this." Mao Yulan still had the heart to point out to his opponent at this moment, "Although the alchemist's weapons can be ever-changing, the usual weapons should still be unified." Either specialize in one or be proficient in everything, and miscellaneous but not refined always fall behind. ”

"Thanks for the reminder." Shi Qinghuai thanked him loudly.

The voice and the wind came to my ears......

The knife flashed, and the blade stopped a few inches in front of Mao Yulan's forehead, and there was no change after that, as if the old cow was stuck in a quagmire, and no matter how much he struggled, it was useless.

"I'm only going to use my out-of-the-door level abilities, but there's also a chance I'll miss and kill you, are you sure you want to do it?" Mao Yulan looked at the blade in front of him with a flat face.

What you want is to arouse your murderous intent, otherwise how can you be crushed?

A hint of madness flashed in Shi Qinghuai's eyes, so far he only had two ways, either to be killed on the spot by Mao Yulan, or to break through his ability to the level of the high level of the door level in battle, this was the answer he thought of in the words of "Zang Feng"!

Since I can't get rid of the pressure, then increase the pressure to the maximum and see if it crushes me first or if I crush it first!

The sharp blade was easily trapped by an unknown force, Shi Qinghuai took a step back and pulled out the blade, flashing to Mao Yulan's flank, wanting to launch a second attack.

At this moment, the wind rushed in the room, which was isolated from the outside world, and the glass on the coffee table was blown to the ground by the wind. The sudden storm kicked up the misty dust, and it directly covered Shi Qinghuai's eyes!

In the next second, the young man who lost his vision was kicked to the ground by a woman.

"If you don't stop, you won't be merciful next time." Mao Yulan's face was full of indifference.

She is a trialist of the high level of the division, the queen of wind in the mercenary world, even if she only uses the ability of the door level, in terms of combat experience and skills, she is several times better than Shi Qinghuai. A newcomer who has been a trialist for less than a month, where does she have the confidence to challenge her?

In her eyes, Shi Qinghuai's momentum of becoming a benevolent person if he doesn't succeed is just a joke!