Reincarnation: Demon Hunter

Chapter 42 Morning

The dinner on the first day of Midwinter is different from the grand and cumbersome dinner on the second day and the perseverance on the third day. The dinner on the first day of Midwinter, which is full of free atmosphere and can laugh loudly, is destined to be people’s favorite; On the morning of the second day of the Midwinter Festival, all the people who had experienced a night of carnival huddled up in the warm blankets, enjoying the rare morning openly; even the stingy boss and stern parents would not treat themselves in this day. Lazy bed workers and children say a word of reproach; after all, only once a year, not to mention that they are also lying in the bed

Of course, not everyone is like this. At the gate of the Ranger camp on the outskirts of Shak, except for the Rangers who had to guard the gate because of their duties, twelve petite figures are squatting in the area outside the camp. Outside the bushes; among them, the leading girl with a golden single ponytail was waving a branch, saying something loudly to the rest of her companions.Reading net)

"Lancelot, are you sure you want to do this?" Reserve Ranger Gawain looked at his fellow reserves, doing his best to do the last bit of effort: "If you do this, my sister..."

"Of course" Lancelot interrupted Gawain's dissuasion, and with a vigorous wave of the branch in his hand, his cute little face, now with a trace of indescribable seriousness: "Why do we want to know that your sister is ours? Give it to that guy"

"But that guy and my sister should be in love"

Gawain was not angry when Lancelot interrupted the speech, and he still told the truth objectively; and it was obvious that Gawain’s words accounted for a certain percentage of the remaining ten people-looking at Bede who nodded. Vill, the angrily Lancelot's whole person is stagnant; although there is anger in his heart, the only remaining reason is still telling Lancelot that her partner is telling the truth.

But thinking of the sad and tearful scene of my sister before and that blushing scene, her heart is full of awkwardness.

"But... But... Sister-sama can never marry that guy who is like a pervert. I must protect the happiness of Sister-sama. That's right, I will protect the happiness of Sister-sama." Lancelot went red with awkwardness. With a face, with a little temper, shouted at the partners: "Are you going to help me?"

Gawain, Bedwell and others glanced at each other, and finally nodded with a sigh.

"Yeah" Lancelot was immediately happy after seeing his companions nodding their heads: "We must show that guy a good look in a while"

...

Different from Shaker’s year-round spring, in the bay, another heavy snowfall fell on the whole of Landingburg in the middle of the night on the first day of Midwinter; snowflakes spread unconsciously when people were silent in the carnival. On the streets and roofs, until the early morning of the second day of the Midwinter Festival, snowflakes were still falling scattered-the hooded cloak not only blocked the witch’s beautiful face and enchanting figure; the thick cloak also provided for the witch Necessary warmth

Of course, in the past, this kind of warmth was nothing to the witch at all, but now she is in a different situation; everything needs to be handled carefully

what happened?

Lightly closing her cloak, the witch looked at the sign that was hanging in front of the devil’s not crying door, her brows frowned—doubt, she had a trace of anxiety in her heart, and this trace of anxiety eventually caused anxiety.

So that when the witch who hurriedly turned and was about to leave realized that she was being followed, the next moment she kicked the stalker to the ground, and at the same time, the purple gun pointed directly at the opponent's forehead.

"This... Miss, we have no malice." Even if the gun was pointed at the forehead, the stalker still remained calm; but when the stalker clearly saw the murderous gaze in the eyes of the witch, he immediately chose wisely. Compromise: "I'm just an innocent passerby, at most I just collect some money to help others take care of the house"

Passersby?

A sneer appeared at the corner of the witch's mouth. The trigger finger was slightly tightened and she was about to buckle it, but when she heard the words behind her, her finger was loose; after looking up and down the stalker, she asked coldly: "Whose subordinate are you? Don't try to deceive me, bastard, I know more than a hundred ways to find you smoothly afterwards, and I also know that the same number of ways can make you regret the lies you said today. Ten thousand times"

"No problem," the stalker with his hands raised above his head tentatively asked, "But, can you release me first?"

The witch who snorted let go of the tracker who was stepping on her feet, but the purple muzzle did not move away; and when she found that the other party had unnaturally supported her waist when she got up, she immediately sneered. , It's just that the whole person doesn't seem to be standing in front of the other party in general.

...

"Are you sure you don't need me to support you?" The female cavalry chief looked at Ye Qi, who was limping down the stairs while holding the wall, and couldn't help but whispered: "Ye, no one here will see."

"It's okay Els" Ye Qiqiang smiled at the female cavalry leader: "I'm just a little bit weak; and you didn't find that I was much better than when I was lifted back by someone last time?"

When the female cavalry commander heard Ye Qi's words, she immediately snorted in dissatisfaction, but when she saw Ye Qi who was struggling with the wall, she finally walked over, pulled Ye Qi's arm hard, and supported Ye Qi. Walked downstairs-Ye Qi struggled twice, feeling that the female cavalry captain did not have a loose arm, so he wisely gave up; looking at the female cavalry captain with a slight complaint on his face, Ye Qi couldn't help it. Smiled silently.

Ye Qi’s wry smile is not because he is exhausted now, nor is it because the harvest last night was too small—on the contrary, if you say seriously, the harvest last night was very big for him.

After explaining the purpose of calling him in the martial arts arena, Xhaka fully teaches his own skills-Xhaka's teaching adheres to his own consistent style: combat

Nonstop fighting

Of course, Zhaka, who has been wrapped in a mummy, can’t be shot; however, Kathu, who has already stood by, is a rare sparring partner; and after the Midwinter Festival dinner, Teddy and Felipe came to It also makes the resources of the sparring staff so rich that it can’t be added-the three-month-old or high-level or pinnacle powerhouse to do sparring, even a family like Northd is absolutely extravagant.

His own cleverness, coupled with the three-person training, and Xhaka's detailed explanation-in this case, Xhaka's skills were quickly mastered by Ye Qi; however, this rapid mastery is not without cost ; At least Ye Qi couldn’t escape after being sluggish.