All People Job Change: I Am A Shooter, Is My Passive A Nuclear Explosion?

Why is this girl blushing?

On the way, Mo Yi had a strange expression on his face, watching the elf saint secretly from the corner of his eyes.

Well, these legs are thin and long, and they are quite white. Hey, they are a little big... cough cough!

"Mo Yi Warrior, what are you looking at?"

Suddenly, the elf saintess turned her head and gave him a cold look, with a trace of resentment on her beautiful face.

“Enjoy the scenery of Xuefeng!”

Mo Yi answered casually.

As soon as the words came out, the elf saint frowned immediately, as if she didn't understand the meaning of Mo Yi's words.

But Mo Yi also had other thoughts.

"Saint, may I ask a question?"

The elf saint nodded, "Yes."

"How did you get the title of saint?"

"The Great Elder personally selected him."

Chosen by the Great Elder?

Mo Yi raised his eyebrows and asked again, "Then are you two related?"

"No."

"How many sons does the Great Elder have?"

"There are no sons, only three daughters."

"Then why haven't you seen them?"

"They are all married, and married to a distant elf tribe."

Mo Yi talked nonstop and asked non-stop, the elf saintess was good at nourishing Qi, but she wasn't angry at all, she didn't hide anything from her questions and answers.

"The last question, are you saintesses unable to get married?"

"Why...why do you ask this?"

Finally, the elf saint didn't answer directly, but asked a question instead.

"Hehe, just out of curiosity." Mo Yi said with a playful smile.

"cannot."

After getting the answer from her mouth, Mo Yi nodded, then shook his head, but said nothing.

"What do you mean by shaking your head?"

"It's a pity."

"What a pity?"

"The saint is so good-looking, wouldn't it be a waste of her genes if she doesn't get married?"

Although she didn't know what the gene meant, the elf saintess was extremely intelligent and could understand the general meaning, so she directly retorted.

"It is my honor to be able to contribute to the tribe, there is nothing to regret!"

Mo Yi felt a little embarrassed when he said this.

Unexpectedly, at such a young age, she has such an awareness, which is really rare!

So, along the way, he stopped talking.

Not long after, the two of them arrived at the mouth of the Tree People Valley.

But when they approached, they were stopped by a group of tree guards.

"Stop, who?"

The tree guards looked playful, especially the eyes of the elf saintess, with a hint of evil.

Is this the tree man?

Mo Yi glanced at the other party with a curious look on his face.

Tree people are actually a kind of people, but they are all green, especially with leaves growing on their heads, which looks a bit like cos.

"We belong to the Little Heizi Elf Tribe! I am a saint, and he is a warrior of my tribe. We are here to see the tree man king under the orders of the Great Elder!"

The elf saint said neither humble nor overbearing.

"Hehe, there are invitations."

"have."

Saying that, the elf saintess took out an invitation card from her sleeve and handed it to the tree man.

Unexpectedly, after the tree man guard captain took it, he actually put the invitation card on the tip of his nose, sniffed it hard, and then made an expression of enjoyment.

It's the same as being possessed by Du Shao, so f*ckingly wretched!

"Damn it, this guy is a bit awesome!"

Even Mo Yi couldn't help but scream when he saw this scene.

He thought he was already obscene enough, but he didn't expect to meet someone even more obscene.

Tsk tsk, interesting, very interesting.

On the other hand, the elf saintess' face changed instantly, she was very ugly, her body was trembling, and she seemed to be trying her best to restrain herself.

At this time, it remembered the entrustment of the Great Elder.

"Thirty months, the hopes of the tribe are all pinned on you. This time, the peace talks with them must be successful!"

And it assured the Great Elder at that time.

"Don't worry, Great Elder, I will definitely do my best!"

Thinking of this scene, it cheered itself up again in its heart.

"I want to endure, I must endure!"

At this moment, Mo Yi spoke suddenly.

"You are so wretched, you are too wretched, you really deserve a beating!"

boom!

Without further ado, he kicked it up and sent it flying more than ten meters away on the spot.

"Hmph, even though I have a limited number of shots, as long as I don't use that kind of power, it's still fine!"

He stretched his muscles and snorted coldly.

"He... actually..."

Seeing this scene, the elf saint felt inexplicably warm in her heart.

Here, Mo Yi is surrounded by more than a dozen tree people, but he doesn't pay attention to them at all.

"A group of 40 or 50-level trash dare to do something in front of me, it's ridiculous!"

Mo Yi directly mocked Laman.

Since he changed his profession, he has been fighting with bows and arrows. Although the efficiency is high, there is no pleasure in punching to the flesh.

He thought it over, and today he will use his fists to have a good time.

"court death!"

The tree man guard captain waved his hand, and the tree man soldiers rushed forward one after another.

"Just in time!"

With a flying kick from Mo Yi, one person was thrown flying in an instant.

——800!

Immediately afterwards, with a flash of relief, he punched another person on the head.

——1000!

Now, with his bare hands, he still smashed these guys.

"Hmph, line up!"

The tree guard captain knew that Mo Yi was not easy to mess with, so he planned to use formation, but how could Mo Yi let him do what he wanted!

"Just f*ck you jerk, give me a punch!"

Mo Yi jumped, jumped out of the encirclement in an instant, rode directly on the opponent, raised his fist, and hit the opponent in the face.

——500!

——300!

——550!

"Hey, you are really thick-skinned, you only lost so much blood when I punched you!"

Mo Yi couldn't help but mocked.

Seeing this, the other treants wanted to step forward to stop them, but they were stopped by the elf saintess.

"Skill: Frozen!"

She waved her hand, and a stream of ice elements appeared, and immediately circled around those treants, freezing them directly, making them unable to move at all.

"stop!"

At this time, a majestic voice came.

Mo Yi and the elven saint looked up and saw a middle-aged tree man wearing a crown, who seemed to be the tree man king.

And beside it stood a small man with a crown on his head, most likely he was the dwarf king of the dwarves.

"Hehe, what a coincidence, the leaders of the two tribes are actually together?"

Mo Yi chuckled, "That's good, it will save our family from running away!"

"We already know about the cooperation."

At this time, the tree man frowned, a little displeased, "Saint of the elves, please come here, let's discuss the specific matters of cooperation."

"good!"

The elf maiden nodded, then exchanged glances with Mo Yi, and walked into the big tent.

Not long.

There was an exclamation from the big tent.

"Impossible, your requirements are too harsh, we cannot accept it!"

This is the voice of the elf saintess.

Immediately, the voice of the tree man king came out again.

"Then there's nothing to talk about, the orc tribe is much more sincere than you!"

The elf saintess was silent, and said something after a while.

"Let me think about it."

"Yes, but you'd better make a decision quickly, otherwise, hehe."

Immediately, the Elven Saintess walked out of the big tent with a gloomy face.

"What's wrong?"

Mo Yi asked.

"Their conditions are too harsh, and they ask for too many supplies!"

The elf saint gritted her teeth.

"Hehe, what should I do? It's up to me!"

Mo Yi chuckled, and immediately walked into the big tent.

Not long after, he walked out.

"Haha, brother Mo is so young, he has extraordinary skills, and he looks like he's not in the pool at first sight!"

"Brother tree man, you are not bad, I have to follow your example, and brother dwarf too, I will definitely visit the door to bother you some other day."

"Haha, then it's settled..."

In just a moment, the three of them suddenly became like brothers, but the elf saint was completely confused.

This... what's the situation?

On the way back, the elf saint could not help but ask Mo Yi how he did it.

"I didn't do anything, I just said a word."

"What words?"

"I'll just tell them..."