The Amber Sword

But Sy can see what they're capable of, and a miner is different from them.

When he got caught by Sy, he couldn't help but scream in horror: “Let go of me... you guys run too, those things are awesome, the knife gun can't get in..."

He had seen his companions fight back with the crosshairs in their hands, even if they did their best to leave only a very shallow white mark on each other.

And when these monsters fight back, the claws can easily smash half a person's body into pieces.

Such a nightmarish scene still refreshes his memory.

But he wasn't finished, and the second half was stuck in his throat.

In his dark brown eyes - Brando gently waved a sword to the right, which was about to bypass him to attack their rocky black leopard, like tofu, split into two pieces and then hit heavily on one side of the rock wall, splitting apart.

This man was suddenly stupid.

“He... he...” He pointed at Brando, looked at Cee, and looked at the young man, and for a moment he couldn't even say a complete word.

“What a noise!” Sy opened his hand impatiently, but the girl looked at Brando like a girl, and when she saw Brando doing it, she couldn't help but exclaim that Lord's swordsmanship had improved again. It was amazing!

Brando's swordsmanship at this moment is indeed sophisticated, and he realized it only after his sword split the black leopard, a rock whose strength is not yet black and iron. He opened the panel slightly before realizing that the suffix behind his military swordsmanship had become '+2’.

Though I don't know how this +2 came about, I'm sure it won't detach from the guard captain of that mining area, Kuran, who was supposed to have been later buried in a rock coma and let him miss the system prompt.

This makes Brando feel a little surprised and surprised. Although the game is not an example of not getting accidental boosts by experiencing the swordsmanship scenario of high NPC swordsmen, it is almost as good as accomplishing a similar swordsmanship task and requires all kinds of conditions to be met.

And these conditions are often much more demanding than the task.

Just like the last time I learned about his grandfather's swordsmanship in Brando's dreams, first because his body, Sophie, had a high enough eye for swordsmanship, and secondly because Brando was inextricably linked to his grandfather, and with his transcendence, it was natural to improve the swordsmanship world.

But this time it seemed a little weird.

Of course Brando hasn't finished thinking about it yet, and the other rock black leopard has poured at him - Brando's subconscious sword splitting it apart, but getting tangled up with these tiny, but annoying things has made him a little impatient, and the young man takes a step back and simply kills him straight into the circle.

The look on the miner's face was not just stuck, but he sat on the floor with his ass, and he never knew there was such a powerful swordsman in the guard force.

Brando's lighting crystal pulled a bright arc in the dark underground tunnel.

The next moment, a few rocky black leopards were thrown out with one sword and two breaks at the same time...

……

When the earthquake hit the silver mine, in fact, the town of Schafflund first got the news. The edge of the shockwave just touched the town, and people standing on the street could feel the ground swinging visibly. The owners of the shops on both sides pressed their platter tanks for the first time, in case they screamed and fell to pieces.

Of course, the loss was inevitable, for example, when the owners of several pottery shops scolded their mothers, but the wider impact was that the news of the mine earthquake spread quickly throughout the town.

Women, children, the elderly, most of them had relatives working in the mines, so a panic spread quickly.

Rumor has it that he walked in the town without a shin, and soon he burst into little Roman's ear.

In fact, the businesswoman stayed in her room at first, tried and tried one of Brando's long skirts —— something that Brando stumbled upon in town and looked like a maid's outfit, and he remembered that he didn't seem to have delivered much to Roman, so he bought it for an unspeakable purpose.

The purpose, of course, was a little dark, but Roman loved it.

And of course, if it weren't for the earthquake, she was trying on her clothes so much that one of them hit the frame of the mirror, and the red on her forehead swelled up a big bag, it would look even more perfect.

Roman was knocked dizzy, but curious —— the first time she climbed up with her forehead covered, she rushed out to ask what had happened to the two angels outside the door. The two angels naturally said they knew nothing, and eventually the businesswoman received accurate information from the owner of the hotel.

Mine earthquake.

Roman blinked and immediately became worried after carefully considering what the so-called earthquake was all about. She thought for a moment and then made a serious decision:

“I'm going to find Brando. ”

She said to the two angels with seriousness: "Go with me. ”

“Miss Roman, the master would not agree to such a thing.” But the first angel replied so.

“The master gave us an order that you must stay in this hotel and not run around until he returns...” The next day the angel clearly spoke much more directly.

“Besides, you see, we're fine now, which means the master is fine.” The first angel persuaded.

Roman said with a glance: "Brando is fine now, that's why we're going to help him, maybe he's trapped underground! ”

Brando would have educated little Roman if he knew he was going to say something at the moment, and told the businesswoman that since she knew she was a crow mouth, she shouldn't talk about it randomly.

Unfortunately, he didn't know, so our businesswoman still seemed very lively for the moment.

But her fantastic thoughts were not shared by the two angels, who shook their heads together and agreed that the young lady's thoughts were still more promising in more meaningful areas - like writing fairy tales or something.

Sister Roman, who was denied the request and knew she was not the other party, was not discouraged, in fact she did not seem to know how to write the words discouraged at all.

Soon after, the two dedicated angels heard the shouting in the house.

They rushed into the door at the first moment with a precaution in mind, but saw little Roman rolling his head around in a purple long dress - in other words, selling adorable as if he were a child.

It seemed like they rushed in, and she lifted the corner of the quilt and peeked out, drumming the mumps and saying:

“I'm going to the mine--”

A pair of drips slipped around, and the line in my eyes was, "Otherwise, I'll show you..."

The angels glanced at each other, shrugging their shoulders and closing the door silently and walking out. After so many times, they also gradually learned to turn a blind eye to the strange behavior of this young lady.

“Lord has taught us not to be uncommon and strange, and it does seem reasonable.” The first angel said so to her companion when she heard the businesswoman rolling on the inside floor for the first time without knowing how many times.

“The adult is always visionary and can see that he knows Miss Roman very well.” The second angel nodded.

“My lord loves Miss Roman.” The two angels finally reached a consensus.

But what they don't know is that at this time, the lady merchant in the house is changing. When she realised that Brando's two ‘shitty men' were finally acting strangely, and that no matter what she heard, she would never come back into the house, she smiled as proudly as a little fox - starting to implement her plan in an orderly fashion.

She changed into that common traveler's outfit and wore a very fluffy pumpkin pants, with pointed toe leather boots underneath, which looked ridiculous - but with the charm that the businesswoman was looking forward to looking right at, they complemented each other and made people feel incredibly cute.

Then she put those weird things in a little backpack, pulled up the sheets, opened the window and flipped out.

A ghost face appeared in the direction of the door.

But unfortunately - our businesswoman thought through everything, but ignored the most important thing - when she grabbed the sheets with one hand and carefully stepped on the lower tile with her leather boots to prepare to slide onto the street behind the hotel.

Suddenly there was a problem.

Bed sheets are not long enough...

Little Roman grabbed the sheets and swung around in the middle of the sky. He had some bright crystals on his flat, shiny forehead. “Okay, I think I'm having a little trouble...”

She wants to.

……

As usual, Old Dwarf Ordham walks through this alley to ‘trout in the woods' for his afternoon of wheat wine, and looks up and sees this magical scene.

At first, he thought he wasn't awake, couldn't help but rub his eyes, and finally confirmed - he was right - that there was a girl in broad pumpkin shorts waving around with a sheet over her head not far away.

The old dwarf bowed his head and first thought about whether it was a carnival or something. But the most recent festival was the Summer Festival or the Harvest Festival, which he couldn't remember very clearly. He first lamented how quickly one's old memory had receded, and then thought of what seemed to be a few weeks after the most recent festival, while the next one seemed to be a month or two away.

He thought he must be in the wrong place.

There must be something wrong with the way in this alley.

But he reacted immediately. That's the rear-facing window of the Trout in the Woods, isn't it? Thinking that the old dwarf had finally reacted from a state of confusion, he raised his head and looked up at the young girl, waving in the middle of the sky, holding his chin by his hand, and asked backwards:

“Little girl, what are you doing? ”

“Sorry, old man, the sheets are too short...”

This is Roman's first answer.

……

(PS. Tomorrow makes up for the day before yesterday, 18th, 4th and 19th relatives get married, uncertain of renewal, but will also make up for it if it is missing.) (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)