Demon Sword God

Qingqing blinked and felt that the excitement there had nothing to do with him. So she held the barbecue with a look of loss and took out a pack of potato chips and chewed it. Then she took out a copy of "How to" from the bracelet given to her by her mother-in-law.

The delicious food made by Heartbreak Grass" began to read it boredly.

"Don't you try?" Hei Sha sat next to Qingqing, picked up a bamboo tube and took a sip of juice.

"I haven't drunk this thing for a long time. Alas, it's a pity that I can't digest it." He sighed regretfully that his body is now an energy-generating existence. Hei Sha shook his head. Although he could taste the taste, it's a pity...

"Mother-in-law said that the great prophecy and all attack spells are in conflict. After learning the great prophecy, you can no longer learn any aggressive spells..." Although Qingqing's tone was very calm, Hei Sha could feel that unconcealable

Lost.

"Oh, it's okay, our big auxiliary spells are also very promising." Hei Sha patted Qingqing's shoulder comfortably. She saw the girl's heart. She has been standing side by side with Xiao Chunjie.

If you fight hard and cannot attack, it is actually good to choose to be an auxiliary system.

"Well, my mother-in-law said that my dark attributes are not suitable for assistance." Qingqing raised her head, stared blankly and continued: "But my mother-in-law said that I am more suitable for studying poison and surgical decomposition... She said I am very talented! I can do it

A good doctor!" Qingqing suddenly raised a scalpel and turned around and smiled at Heisha Tianzhen. Heisha's body trembled, and Qingqing couldn't help but appear in her mind with a smile on her face and cut everyone's stomach open. Then she grabbed a handful of poison and threw it in and sewed it.

superior.

Swish swish swish-

Three black lines fell quickly on Heisha’s forehead...

"By the way, how are she?" Hei Sha took another sip of juice and raised Qingming.

"Uh? Who?" Qingqing looked confused.

"One other you."

"Sister Qingming?"

"So her name is Qingming, a name that suits her personality very well." Hei Sha looked helpless when he thought of the cold and arrogant face in his mind.

"She seems to be angry, a little injured, and is recuperating now..." Qingqing's expression became a little disappointed in an instant.

"It's all because I'm too weak... If I could help my brother, she wouldn't have done it for me..."

"This has nothing to do with you. No matter how strong you are, you can't deal with all the difficulties that arise. None of us can see our future, even if you are a prophet, it's the same." Hei Sha said very heavy, and then he drank again with his head down.

A bite of juice.

"Black Kill Sister..."

"kindness."

"How can I become stronger? At least I don't want to be a burden to my brother." Qingqing held the bamboo tube in her hand, unable to hide her loss. The battle just now happened was the same. Without Qingming, she wouldn't have been able to do anything.

Can stand aside...watch my brother being injured.

The prophet, after all, is just a spiritual psychic profession and does not have the ability to fight directly.

"Have your teacher ever given you a inheritance skill called Yu Ling?" Hei Sha asked lightly. She trance remembered that when she fought with the prophet many years ago, it seemed that every prophet could Yu Ling.

"Yes, my mother-in-law has taught me, but my mother-in-law said that it is exclusive to the light system constitution. I am the first dark prophet in history, and my spirit will only bring disaster."

The spirit of the spirit is a special spell to summon elemental elves between heaven and earth. As for what it summons, it depends on the result of the first use of the spirit of the spirit, what it sums for the first time, and what it sums again in the future.