Vulgar Master

Xi wore a red hijab, looked at the calamity sitting on the coffin with expressionless drooping eyelids, and tilted his head.

It felt that the guy in front of him had a different aura than his own.

Of course, after all, there are two little guys, one happy temple and one mourning temple, Xi people feel like crazy and scary bear children, but disaster people feel dull and terrifying... bear children.

Zhou Bawa looked at Xi Zaiyan and looked around in a circle, then the embroidered shoes jumped and drew a line on the ground, stretched out his arms and gestured with a fork, which means this is my territory, you can't come here.

He then looked up and down and seemed to be very interested in the zombie hat of Xun, and gestured with his fingers, which meant that if Xun put a small hat on it, it would play with Xun.

Xi was dancing around like that, jumping around for a long time, but Yu was sitting on the coffin, looking blankly with drooping eyelids, completely ignorant of Li Xi's intentions.

Happy to see Yang didn't react at all, he ignored himself, ignored himself, angrily, stretched out his small hand to grab the hat of the zombie, and then, slap, he was intercepted by Yang raised his hand.

This time, the first shot of the war was fired, and the two bear cubs threw their fists to start the battle.

Finally, with a happy pull of the bolt, buzzing and roaring, the chainsaw was lifted out.

Seeing Xi take out such a big toy, his face remained expressionless, his eyes lit up slightly, and he grabbed the chainsaw and pulled Xi to **** it away.

Happy and terrified! What are you doing! this is mine!

Xi tried hard to get rid of the calamity's hand, but couldn't.

Zhou Bawa couldn't stand it anymore, so he told them to stop fighting and get along well, Xi turned to look at Zhou Bawa, grabbed the chainsaw and sat on the ground without letting go, burst into tears, and Sang also turned his head to look at Zhou Eight wax, although not saying a word, but also holding the chainsaw in his hand.

Tsk, Zhou Bawa is speechless, is this asking a vulgar god, this is raising two friends, why are you grabbing toys... No, grabbing weapons.

"Be obedient, don't rob it, I'll buy one for you too."

Zhou Bawa coaxed him and promised to buy weapons for him, only then did he obey.

Xixi grabbed the chainsaw from the side, and hugged him tightly, so angry that his nose was bubbling, and his little hands crazily formed seals, indicating that he would fight against the evil and never play with it again.

Yan Jianxi "pointed and pointed" to himself. Although his face was expressionless, his body was already moving. Seeing that the two cubs were about to fight again, they were forcibly separated by Zhou Bawa pressing their heads in the middle.

Zhou Bawa watched the two cubs making a fuss and had a headache, so they could only be separated temporarily. Xi took back the body temple first, but he stayed outside. Zhou Bawa had to test it before giving it a weapon. ability.

Misfortune's talent for pretending to be dirty, the disaster of great misfortune, Zhou Bawa began to read the text description, thinking it was a function of blood-sucking, but after testing it for a while, I found that it was much more than that.

In the groves in the green belt of the campus, Zhou Bawa watched the disaster as the center. Within a radius of one meter, the plants and trees gradually withered and withered, and all of them were slowly absorbed their vitality.

This 'big catastrophe' is a switchable passive halo effect. After it is turned on, as long as the catastrophe stands there, it will automatically absorb the vitality within one meter around it.

Zhou Bawa stood in the halo of calamity and tried it for a while. In just half a minute, she felt very tired, like running 800 meters. Of course, she took a break after eating and drinking. child recovered.

Moreover, more than that, Zhou Bawa asked Jin to reach out his hand to cooperate, and he tried to punch it twice, and more intense fatigue hit him. , like hitting a thorn-covered anti-injury armor, the more you hit, the more you lose.

On the contrary, because of the vitality he absorbed, the more he was beaten, the more spirited he became, and the original corpse spots on his body subsided less.

Zhou Bawa was exhausted with one pass, and he was in a state of distress, panting and tired, but his face was rosy and radiant, and the essence of life was inhaled.

Zhou Bawaxin said what kind of perversion this is, and re-injured the blood-sucking thorn halo. How much did you buy it for this plug-in? Give me a whole one... Then, give Zhou Bawa a whole one.

Depend on! Zhou Bawa had a talisman on his head, and saw that the grass and trees in the green belt of one meter were rapidly withering, and the shock could not be added. How could this halo be added to his teammates?

Hiss... Zhou Bawa's mentality has undergone a slight change.

Zhou Bawa finally understands why this is a legend pretending to be dirty. If this skill is applied properly, it will be open.

Zhou Bawa took the test for more than half an hour, until she saw a security guard approaching from a distance. The security guard wondered what the student was doing in the green belt, and Zhou Bawa hurriedly left.

After going back, Zhou Bawa couldn't wait to describe something to Suo and let it remember.

"You remember, if you can express these needs later, you can follow this. I promise, this is definitely the most suitable soldier for you... No, it is the most fun toy."

After explaining the disaster, seeing its expressionless nod, it should have been written down, and then Zhou Bawa took the disaster back to the body temple, opened the game, entered the large sacrifice stove, and went to find the master craftsmen.

Zhou Bawa was not sure whether his idea would work, but if it did, it would not only be a weapon of vulgar gods, but it would also mean that it had discovered the only thing that could be brought back from reality to the mortal world, information.

Zhou Bawa enters the game, finds the iron furnace, a master craftsman, and asks it about the weapons of the gods.

"After seeing your profane gods, the Taoist masters of the master craftsmen have provided you with several alternatives."

"one two Three…"

The Taoist priests of the master craftsmen usually mentioned some weapon forging plans, such as sickles, soul hooks, and mourning sticks, but these were not what Zhou Bawa wanted.

"Fourth, your vulgar gods have their own ideas."

"I don't seem to be satisfied with the weapons provided by the master craftsmen. Let's discuss it with him."

With that, Zhou Bawa's heart tightened, and he continued to look down at the text that followed, success or failure in this.

"Shen Gong Bai Craftsman and Taoist people are very interested in the needs of disaster, which provides it with new forging ideas. Of course, it needs you to find some materials."

"The corpse of the Fortune Teller, the Shroud of the Fortune Teller, the flagpole of the Fortune Teller City, if you find these materials, the master craftsmen will help you forge a weapon of joy."

"The corpses of the Blessed Messengers (all materials), the Blessed Messengers who work every day in accordance with the 996 Law of the Blessed Messenger, often feel resentment for sudden death, the sudden death corpses of these Blessed Messengers are a good forging material. ."

"The Shroud of the Blessed Announcer (excellent material), when the Blessed Announcer dies suddenly, its workshop will use the shroud as an excuse to avoid the arbitrator's inquiry. Such a shroud is contaminated with the Blessed Announcer. The blood of the factory, the black heart of the workshop, and the tears of the family members are excellent forging materials."

"Fubao City's lucky rods (excellent material), the iron rods used in the Fubao City workshop to hang the posters, because they undertake the mission of hanging the facades, the steel used for casting is very good, and it has been infected with black heart all the year round. The power of good fortune is also an excellent forging material."

Three kinds of materials are listed. UU reading www.uukanshu.com Zhou Bawa saw it, and felt a little bit of drama in my heart, so I went to the big sacrificial kitchen altar to buy it.

The corpse and the shroud of the Blessed Reporter are fine, but with a few hundred incense ashes, the fortune-teller city's slogan pole is very expensive. It was sold for 1,000 incense ashes. Improve your strength, don't feel bad.

The materials are all bought, and they are given to the master craftsmen.

After waiting for a long time, in the evening, Zhou Bawa finally got the vulgar weapon made for the disaster.

"You have obtained, the banner of the Blessed One."

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