The Infinite Journey of the Taidao Party

Are you kidding, a broken iron pickaxe in the store sells for 60z, want to steal my money?There is no door either.

A man can stretch and bend, picking up some garbage is nothing.

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Ye Zhe slept too quietly, so that Jiabao couldn't tell from the sound whether he was asleep or not.

In fact, the sound of snoring can penetrate a wooden door more than ten centimeters thick, and there are not many people except her...

However, sneaking out to practice Jiabao in the past two days has also accumulated a lot of experience, and the stealth skill level has probably increased by more than one level.

He hadn't taken off his clothes in the first place, so he tiptoedly picked up his bow and arrow, and turned directly out of the window.

Silently went around under the window of Ye Zhe's room to eavesdrop for a while... nothing happened.

Stealth succeeded...

"What are you doing here meow?"

"Ah(?Д?;) (cover mouth)"

Scared me!I just felt like my soul was out of my body!

Standing behind Garbo holding a small lantern is a Merlu cat.

"Could it be that the door is broken, meow?"

"Why are you wandering around meowing here in the middle of the night, carrying a lantern to blame the scary meowing!"

"The mother-in-law of the village chief arranged for me to detect the fire at night."

Merlu the cat raised her chest proudly.

The sudden abundance of labor force makes the mother-in-law even don't know how to arrange the cats, okay?All the previously dispensable positions are now filled by Melus.

"In the future, when detecting fires, if you see someone jumping out of the window, don't talk casually, you know meow."

Jiabao suddenly remembered that he would come back later.

"When you see someone sneaking in through the window, don't casually talk to me, you know meow?"

It turns out that people in big cities don't walk through the door... Sure enough, there is still a lot to learn.

"Understand meow."

Merlu the cat went away with a lantern...

Jiabao wiped his sweat with guilt. After all, is it necessary to set up such posts in the villages at the foot of the snow-capped mountains?

Arriving at the place where he had been training all this time, Garbo gathered all the wooden arrows scattered on the ground after yesterday's practice, and started the boring training.

Dad didn't give him any secrets... He showed off the move of smashing stones with wooden arrows, and then told her that her strength was too weak and she needed to increase the weight.

I remember the original words very clearly.

'As long as the strength is in place, first swipe, and then hum!One click, and finally one click of biu, understand? '

With unpolished iron ore strapped to his wrist for added weight, Garbo hit the heart with precision.

Garbo hasn't shot crookedly since ten years ago, but as of today, there is only a shallow dent where the heart is.

It can't go on like this...the number of missions with Ye Zhe will be more and more in the future, if they are not useful, they will be disgusted soon, right?

Even if you don't go to the New World, Ye Zhe may find other powerful teammates to form a team...

It doesn't mean anything else, that is to say, if the daughter of a super hunter is kicked out of the team because of her lack of strength, my father's face will be shattered, right?

Jiabao untied the iron block and replaced it with a real arrow that he took out specially today.

An arrow specially made for hunting large monsters, the length of the arrow accounts for half of the total length, so it is more like a short gun than an arrow.

There is no need to insist on using that kind of light wooden stick, right?

With real arrows I might have been able to shoot through stones already.

I don't want to reach my father's level now. If I can shoot through stones with ordinary arrows, wouldn't it be of great help in battle?

Jiabao felt that he had fallen into that...what is it called, a misunderstanding?

Taking a deep breath of cold air, Garbo recalled the action his father had shown, drawing the bowstring to full.

wrong.

Gritting his teeth and lowering his figure, the strength of this bow is not so great, and it consumes too much physical strength to draw it.

But there is obviously no feeling of swishing.

Boom!

The overwhelmed bowstring was pulled and almost hit Garbo's face, the bow made a 'creak' sound, and the arrow fell to the ground.

Blood dripped from Jiabao's hand, but she didn't feel any pain at all.

You are nothing like your father...

I've never seen him do exercises...

Garbo pursed his lips and put the bow away.