You guys go eat first, I'll take Ninh Ninh out in a moment, no need to wait.
By accidentally passing the Curse Sword class exam, Dagon can use the "exemption" reward more flexibly. He did some calculations based on his own learning situation, completing twenty credits this year was not a big deal. He can give the Jiangu students some points during martial arts class, even give his own points so that everyone can pass them all, this way (the group) is in the best interest.
Oh, by the way, when will our store open? Chi Ningbao thinks about this every day.
"Thank you." Dagon said, "If it's for safety reasons, I won't give in."
Ningning! Here we come! Chi Ningbao had just washed his hands when he heard Yinzhu's cheerful voice and hurried out to welcome the two sisters.
Seeing him sad, Trang Nam Hanh stuffed a piece of sweet preserved fruit into his mouth, the effect was very good, he smiled again.
Trang Thai also squeezed the window and looked, "Wow! It looks very elegant, but the color is too heavy, not suitable for you."
Thu Nghe Kinh carefully looked at this dirty little face, then smiled and said: "Sure enough, it is the same as my father, let's go, go back with brother!"
“Okay, I'm going to bed.” Trang Nam Tinh turned off the last light, got out of bed and hugged him back.
After regaining some strength, Tri Ninh Bao lay down by the window to get some fresh air. He didn't want to pay attention to his messy hair, after all, it had been messed up by Trang Nam Hanh.
The combination of armor is best, not the heavier the better. Among the three of us, my skill in wearing heavy armor is definitely the best, but this armor doesn't help me improve much. Some martial arts skills need to be supported by weight. "Isn't the lighter the better? Light armor is very heavy, and I don't have any martial arts skills to match it, so it will be a bit awkward." it and deal with it, I think it can become the Three Suits of Armor."
His strength was a bit weak, he could only lift half a bucket of water. After going back and forth a few times, Tri Ninh Bao pulled the big bucket up to see why it was so deep.
Bang! Bang! Bang... The pistols burst into flames, the wolves rolled on the ground howling. The wargs had never seen this type of weapon before, so they were not afraid and continued to attack. At this time, another squad nearby opened fire...
If you are sure there is no risk, open it. There won't be any poisonous powders or throwing knives flying out, right?
The spirit had just announced that it would use recruiting additional troops to go to Gaimo City to participate in the fight. In the future, this would become a norm. Toban punched his thigh and said: "Spirits will not send people, just pay money."
Yesterday Lin Tong and Luo Qi said that they would not go ahead to have dinner, they would just guard these things here, for fear of being stolen by people coming in and out.
“Change the bullets, don't stare at my face.” The minister said: "I let you be a soldier, are you angry?"
Trang Bach scratched his face and said embarrassedly: "I have something to explain to him, good brother, tell me where he went?"
Tri Ninh Bao sniffed and discovered that it was a sweet and fragrant cinnamon flower cake. He took a bite and put it in his mouth, happily squinting his eyes.
Hey, so why didn't you remind the elf just now?
They had begun to discuss what to eat for dinner, but outside the rain continued to stop, naturally there were no guests.
After arranging his shoes, Zhuang Nanxing turned over and covered himself with the blanket, turned around to face the person on the bed, and crossed his arms.
Zhuang Nanxing couldn't help but purse his lips into a smile, and his subordinates mercilessly kneaded Chi Ningbao's face.
Tri Ninh Bao nodded repeatedly, obediently sat on the bed and stretched out his arms, waiting for Trang Thai to pull him.
My almost eighteen year old brother is not as heavy as me. He was thin and hungry, and he wore ragged clothes. Trang Thai said that Ning Ning's shoes were all picked up from the river. Do you know those shoes next door? River? They are the shoes of the dead...