At dusk, he was vigorously dragging his tired body back to the shore. The coldness of Jibing Lake made his body seem to be emitting cold air.

Biluo has already made grilled fish, and he is so energetic that he eats several pounds of fish to replenish his energy. After getting familiar with the Fire Lake, he is particularly uncomfortable with Jibing Lake. The physical energy consumed after practicing in one day is much greater than before.

The three people sitting there stared at the dinner prepared by Biluo in amazement, and then they heard him say, "Good, I'm 80% full."

Biluo was busy making dinner for the other two again, squatting beside the dead fish, touching the sharp and hard scales with his hands, and replaying the thrilling scene in the water at that time in his mind.

"This thing... is not bad." He vigorously pulled out a hard and light fish scale, and gently tugged it on the edge of the fish scale: "It's almost a natural flying knife, it's better if it's polished! Although it's not as good as a real iron flying knife, it's amazing and easier to carry."

He kept pulling out the scales from the dead fish's body with both hands, and found a stone to be used as a whetstone. He polished the scales as a palm to a cone that is more suitable for holding in his hands. He carefully applied the fish meat to the scales to prevent the scales from drying out in the air for too long, losing its original strength, and becoming brittle.

After a dinner, the three of them had already added sixteen fish-scale flying knives made of roughly polished. The quality of such flying knives is extremely different. There are still many places that need to be modified and polished. They plan to return to the cave and carefully modify the flying knives.

Taking advantage of Biluo's skill in cleaning up raw fish meat, I worked hard and patiently polished a fish-scale flying knife that was not outstanding but was still eye-catching. According to the explanation in "Sharp Shooting", I began to test some of the performance of this flying knife and the flight trajectory.

A truly top-notch shooter can know the general performance of this weapon, especially the flight trajectory, as long as you touch any weapon that can be shot.

I believe that I have only watched "Sharp Shooting" for a few days, and I am definitely not a top-notch shooter. In order to master the full performance of the Fish Scale Flying Knife, I still need to do a lot of tests.

Bang! A faint golden mark was flowing in the air with the flying knife, which was accurately pierced on a tree thirty meters away from Ganjin. Some of the scales exposed outside the tree were buzzing because of the vibration.

"Huh... it was missed..." He looked at the fish scales flying knife that originally wanted to hit the branches, but finally nailed to the trunk and scratched his head: "It seems that its flight trajectory is much different from that of a stone."

Shui Lianying'er approached the trunk and paid more attention to the flying knife that pierced half of the trunk. The flight just now was extremely fast, but almost no object was moving at high speed and piercing the air. If it was used to sneak attack and assassinate in the dark...

The old man watched as he was playing with the flying knife and his eyes narrowed into a gap and smiled: "You must study that book of slashing well. Today I brought you to this Jibing Lake not just to exercise the Dou Qi and Fengyun Golden Body, but also to make you more adapt to the cold environment. In the vast snowy field, lie quietly for several days and penetrate the throat with one arrow! This is the Sagittarius!"

As night fell again, I worked hard to polish the last fish-scale flying knife, picked up a newly taken stone from the ore veins and held it in my hand, and began training to absorb the energy of the bucket to transform the energy of the bucket.

In just three hours, the gray Doushi lost its last glory, and another Doushi's Doushi could be absorbed cleanly and distributed evenly among the 108 Doushi.

He opened his eyes and looked at Huang Quan, who was meditating on the conversion of mental power into magic power, and a faint appreciation surged in his heart. This woman had clearly reached the critical moment of condensing mental power into magic power. Without the help of the magic array, even if she held a piece of magic core in her hand to complete the condensation, it was a record-breaking thing, but because the magic core belonged to her sister's personal property, she never took a piece to use it.

Concentrate the mental power and transform it into magic power! Enter the ranks of great magicians in one fell swoop! What a tempting thing? No magician has ever been able to hold on to this temptation! His enthusiasm's evaluation of Huang Quan is getting higher and higher without realizing it. What I admire is not her terrible magical talent, but to protect her sister's dream and resolutely resist the shortcut temptation of the magic core.

The mental power fluctuated in the air more and more frequently, Huang Quan's body trembled slightly at high speed, and even the weeds and cloaks she sat down seemed to have been summoned and became trembling.

The leaping flames burning and jumping in the stove, even in a sealed state, seemed to be blown by some strong wind, making a sound of slamming wind blowing the flames.

Driving is also the first time I saw someone gathering his mental power into magic power. I couldn't help but clench his fists tightly. Huangquan's huge mental power had almost reached its true peak, just like boiling water that was about to boil, but it was not able to really boil.

He quietly took out a magic core and threw it to Huang Quan. The huge mental power immediately extracted the magic power from the magic core. The boiling water that had always reached the critical value but was not boiling, at this moment... it burst out like a volcano!

The mental power was constantly transformed into magic power. Gan Jin felt that another magic core stored in his clothes was constantly shaking. Huang Quan, who had just stepped into the great magician, showed good appetite. Although he could not move the magic core, he was not very polite to Gan Jin, a friend who was not a friend of his friends. The magic power drew everything from the magic core again and again.

The commotion lasted for half an hour, and all the magic power of Huangquan was transformed. She slowly opened her eyes that were obviously the same as Biluo but always had a cold feeling, and nodded gently to Guanjin: "Thank you."

He shrugged his shoulders without any worries: "You're welcome."

Huang Quan slowly stood up, walked slowly to the front of Dangjin, and bowed directly at 90 degrees. His long black hair, like a waterfall, bent down her as if it was about to flow to the ground.

Huang Quan always bent over, without the slightest intention of straightening his back, and said with a cold breath again: "Thank you."

My body was slightly shocked. The same thank you contained a completely different degree of chill. Compared to the first thank you, the second sound was cold, but it was also full of emotion.

That's not because of the thanks of a magic core to help step into the great magician. Huang Quan is confident that even without the help of the magic core, he can still succeed a few months later. It's just that it's harder and nothing big.

"Bi Luo, you're worried." Huang Quan still kept bowing: "I, this situation cannot repay you anything, thank you."

"It's nothing." Faced with the woman who had always been cold and even a little arrogant, suddenly, for her sister's behavior, she scratched her head in embarrassment and embarrassment, trying to break the situation that made his eyes a little wet: "I can understand her mood."

The cave was quiet... Only the sound of fire burning wood...

Huang Quan suddenly straightened his waist and walked like a spirit cat to the vigorous side. His soft waist bent down again...

Wave……

The sound of kissing the cheeks gently was as good as the explosion in the world of energy, and the hand scratching its head was instantly stiffened.

Huangquan's lips were very icy, very cold, soft, and soft, very fragrant, and cold, unlike the warmth that ordinary people should have. He couldn't believe it and touched the place where he was kissed. This Huangquan, which is colder than Jibing Lake, is so hard to figure out.

Huang Quan returned to her original position gently and quietly, lying gently on a cloak. The soft material of the magic robe immediately outlined her petite but not poor figure, and another cloak slowly covered the figure out of the magic robe.

The cave has returned to its complete silence, with only the flames burning with firewood, making crackling sounds.

He rubbed his kissed cheeks vigorously, shook his head and smiled gently, and covered his magic hat on his face and entered the "Endless World" again.

As usual, Black stayed for twelve hours, and opened it and looked at his status bar.

"Wanying": Level 1, proficiency is 100,500,732.

"Eighteen Hammers of Ascension": Level 2: Proficiency of 250,000, 3977.

"It seems that it will take a long time before I can truly master this..." I found that these days, I shook my head much more times than the previous fifteen years combined: "How can I learn faster? Hard practice is indispensable, but you must find the right way to learn. The wrong way will slow down the speed of learning, while the correct way to learn can increase the speed of learning."

Standing in the "Olala Mysterious Potion Shop" again, Dangjin had the urge to turn his head and leave for the first time. Yesterday's potion did have extreme benefits, but God knows what treatment will be met today? And that potion is a hundred times more domineering than Jibing Lake!

The most difficult fortress in the world has always been broken from the inside. The mysterious potion directly causes chaos in the body, and the attack power generated by this same force is millions of times different.

"Come in? Come in quickly and don't waste time."

Olara's queen-like voice penetrated the counter from the deep courtyard and drilled into his energetic ears, which made him feel goosebumps even when facing the monster Bear Fengyu.

As soon as I walked into the room, I suddenly felt the floor under my feet collapse. The moment the force passed through the soles of my feet and jumped up and retreated, a special black wire mesh fell from the air behind me. As soon as I touched it, it immediately wrapped it up automatically. Then more than a dozen nets pounced on him and wrapped him into a rice dumpling.
Chapter completed!