Chapter 155: Amazing talent

The unkind look of this guy is really scary.
"Hey, suckling pig, come here!"
"Asshole, don't call a noble black king by the name of the dish!"
The face of the black-skinned wild boar changed drastically, and he ran away.
Bang! As a result, it hit a tree.
There seemed to be a few stars flashing on the head.
"Hey, why did you knock out the guardian stars?"
Ivey smiled maliciously. He slowly approached, the wild boar staggered to stand up, and continued to run wildly.
Bang! Hit again.
The tooth was broken and the nostrils were bleeding. This time it fell to the ground and couldn't get up, and it had a concussion.
"Hey, don't run so fast if you don't make sharp turns."
Wang Jingjing curled his lips in disdain. The magic of these plants was obviously used by himself.
At this time, he didn't bother to quarrel with Ivey, because Ivey was too shocked.
"Stop talking nonsense, get rid of this pig!"
"Sorry, my dear pig, oh, still a girl..."
The knife in Ivey's hand was much faster than his mouth. With just a single knife, a blood hole was added to the pig's neck. The hole stretched to its heart, and blood from the ruptured heart came like a refugee.
Wet his hands and dirty his clothes.
The knife flicked lightly and sneered, and the pig's intestines spurted out immediately, making people sick.
Regardless of whether he was thirty-seven twenty-one or thirty-seven, his knives flew like flying, and under the rush, there must be some skeletal muscles clearly displayed.
In his eyes, this is a combination of walking ingredients. Tenderloin, ribs, elbow, pork belly, water...
In half a cup of coffee, the pig has changed from a messy monster to a bland food.
Huh! Stand with the knife, white, um, red fluttering.
"You can't do this," Wang Jingjing criticized. "If you deal with a pig that can't resist, you will be disgusted by him. I just taught you..."
He couldn't go on, he was a little vacant.
In fact, what he taught Ivey, only to say it once, the enviable kid did it completely, much better than he expected, is this talent?
Sure enough, what the master said is correct:
"If one day, you meet a person who makes you hateful and extremely rare, give him all his cooking skills. Even if he is your enemy."
The prediction is really amazing, just like a hand in the dark, arranging everything.
Whenever Wang Jingjing thought of the message next to Yusuo, he dared not think about it anymore.
The world is desperately dark.
If God does not roll the dice, what will humanity do?
Isn't it like a program, from start to finish, everything is arranged clearly?
Wang Jingjing settled down, and the usual wretchedness seemed to fade away.
"Swordsman is not bad, very talented, let's play another exciting..."
After Wang Mirror's click, Ivey's eyes gradually narrowed, and he cast his gaze on the ingredients with a smile.
"Run!" I don't know which monster shouted, and the whole arena shook.
Ivy lifted the knife up...
A little rabbit panicked and flew towards him.
When he raised his hand, the blade flickered.
He stood up with the knife back, extremely handsome.
If it weren't for the sprayed rabbit blood splattering his face.
A complete skeleton was still speeding, and then fell to the ground.
And the rabbit skin is placed upright on the turf, with pieces of meat, pieces of meat, shredded meat, meat...
"Hey, chowder rabbit, great, top ingredients."
Wang Mirror smiled very happily. At this time, he liked to mock Ivey the most.
"Hey, don't always be like this ghost, it will be bad if you scare the meaty people, and affect the taste."
Ivey still maintains a static posture, not pretending to be 13, let alone thinking about life.
Because of his keen soul, he felt the vibration outside the barrier.
It seems that there are a lot of people. It's strange, is the Dead Sea so lively?
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"Count dead grass. Law: Heaven's secret."
Wendy suddenly felt itchy in her chest. The source of the itching came from the chest cloth, the cloth on the chest.
Those cloths are pure cotton, in order to feel better on the skin.
However, those cotton cloths have changed.
They seem to grow grass suddenly, have their own souls, and then continue to be in their own restricted area...
Damn it! The same goes for the following.
Wendy's face blushed instantly, this bastard, I can't spare her.
This kind of magic that can affect the opponent's "equipment" is not simple.
In each system, it is divided into souls.
Take Wendy’s system, for example. The core of her is naturally the soul, but when it comes to the sea of ​​consciousness, mental power, mana, and body composition, these biological subjects, as well as the equipment, medicines, food, and clothing attached to it, are also considered systems. Part of it is generally not affected by the other party.
For example, the opponent can easily explode your sea of ​​consciousness, let the water on your body evaporate, and turn your inner inner into a sharp sword...
The world is messed up, it's unimaginable.
Fortunately, every soul has its own realm, and it is almost impossible for others to invade UU Reading www.uukanshu.com.
Today, Catherine crossed this cognition, in front of a powerful magician such as Wendy, actually controlled the other's clothes, is this too exaggerated?
Wendy knew that things were more than that, the pair on the chest and...well, they were all properly protected. This is not clothes, but equipment, and it's a very powerful one.
The two are essentially different.
It seems that the logical relationship between the relative positions of the horizontal and vertical threads, woven from the destiny loom, constitutes a magical code.
Catherine seemed to be able to manipulate these codes, and after layer upon layer of mutual influence, the atmosphere of the entire equipment changed. They become irritable, sensitive, fragile, self-sufficient...
Wendy has no way to understand this. Her current situation is obviously incompetent, at least inappropriate in public.
Those itch had deepened into her bones and controlled her thoughts. In this terrible state, Wendy couldn't even complete a rule to guard the stars.
This is embarrassing, blocked by someone, and then kneel down to beg for mercy?
Wendy frowned and clenched her fist tightly, she decided to do her best.
"Sister Catherine, are you really trying to force me?"
Catherine was equally dignified, and she was not sure to face Wendy's next thunder blow.
"Heal the Tic Tac Toe, the rule: Nuan Man."
Fortunately, it is not attack magic. Catherine breathed a sigh of relief.
Wendy has a lot of instant magic that remains in her body, even if she is not aware of it, she can cast it instantaneously.
Repeated turnarounds have fully proved the power of these cards.
Catherine will quickly put her hand on the earlobe, where there is a pearl stud.