Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 173

However, under normal circumstances in the market economy, the price is not cheap. [Time Management Master] is just a small night light, and the price is already considered super high. You also need to have various skills or exercises for cultivation. You can't just sit there like an old monk, and your skills will increase, right?
He Xiaoman was thinking, when a figure suddenly appeared in her newly renovated practice room.

The hairs all over He Xiaoman's body exploded, how did this person get in?
A large kitchen knife came out of nowhere and went straight to the man's eyes and chopped it off. The man who came in was about 190 tall. Looking down at He Xiaoman, she couldn't use her throwing skills to cut the other's fragile and deadly neck, so the eyes were more Good point of attack.

As soon as the man stretched out his hand, two white fingers pinched the kitchen knife: "As soon as I made a move, I wanted to destroy me. I didn't expect that you are not only talkative, but also a hot pepper!"

He Xiaoman didn't say a word, the kitchen knife in the man's hand suddenly disappeared, a look of astonishment appeared on his face, which soon turned into consternation, because He Xiaoman also disappeared from the room.

"Little girl, I know you're here, come out, you don't need to be like this, if I have malicious intentions, you are already a dead person."

The room was silent.

The man turned around and walked towards the door: "What a naughty boy, you won't come out, right? There seem to be two old ladies downstairs, why don't I talk to them?"

A faint breeze passed by.

The man with a hippie smile fished out a kitchen knife from his crotch, it was still the familiar style.

Not far away, He Xiaoman was strangled by a silver-gray ribbon.

Her face turned purple in an instant, as if she had been suffocated by Michelle.

The man approached He Xiaoman, worked hard on her neck with his slender fingers, then clasped his arms around his mouth and said, "Pretty. Girls really want to wear silk scarves to add some softness."

He actually used that ribbon to tie a bow around He Xiaoman's neck.

Suddenly the man approached He Xiaoman, carefully observed her eyes, and then that handsome face kept getting closer and closer...

He twitched his nose lightly and sniffed He Xiaoman's face, like a harbinger of bad things going to happen on TV.

Seeing that He Xiaoman's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, the man waved his hand, and the ribbon wrapped around He Xiaoman's neck to the man's arm as if alive, and sank into his cuff in an instant.

"Small mouth pepper, what do you want to say?"

He Xiaoman first breathed in the fresh air greedily, then coughed violently twice, but with such kung fu, He Xiaoman seemed to be drained of all the strength from her whole body, and she simply walked slowly along the corner of the wall, almost half-relying. Half lying down, he said, "I...cough cough, did I say you are a dog?"

"It doesn't matter whether I am a dog or not. The important thing is that you are not afraid of death?" The man squinted his eyes dangerously. At that moment, his whole body seemed to be turned into a sharp knife. He could tear He Xiaoman into pieces at any time, even if he wanted to, A whole house can be razed to the ground in an instant.

"Scared, but you don't want to kill me, do you?"

The man smiled, his abnormally pale complexion made the smile extremely pale and cold: "So sure?"

"Have you ever seen a butcher chatting with a pig before killing a pig?"

Although comparing herself to a pig is not something to be proud of, He Xiaoman is so sure that the other party does not want to kill her, and she has given up resistance in the face of absolute strength.

It's not that He Xiaoman hasn't tried his best.

In fact, she had tried her best for the seemingly simple two attacks, and her best efforts might not be as good as being bitten by a mosquito in the eyes of the other party.

The man bent down and squatted in front of He Xiaoman, who had no image at all, and suddenly smiled.

"It's quite self-aware, knowing that it's already meat on the chopping board."

After speaking, he suddenly coughed loudly, which was more severe than He Xiaoman's cough after he was strangled to suffocation. As his shoulders kept shaking, he began to feel tired, and then he leaned his whole body against the wall just like He Xiaoman , He Xiaoman once wondered if he would cough up the lung tissue.

It seems that in order to verify He Xiaoman's guess, the man really spit out a mouthful of blood...

He Xiaoman almost jumped up in fright, the blood was... green!

And there seems to be something wriggling inside.

At this moment He Xiaoman wanted to violently chop him with a kitchen knife, but in an instant this dangerous thought was suppressed by himself again.

After the man coughed up another mouthful of green blood, he raised his eyebrows and smiled and asked her, "Why didn't you take the opportunity to hack me to death with a kitchen knife?"

He Xiaoman's eyes widened, can you fucking read minds?
"I'm afraid I can't hack you to death, and you will make things difficult for my mother and grandma if I make you angry."

The man didn't talk nonsense with He Xiaoman any more, and said directly: "Give me all your spiritual liquid today."

"Then what's in it for me?"

He Xiaoman didn't pretend to be stupid, because this person smelled and sniffed her face like a dog before, and she already knew what this person's purpose was.

"I don't like talking to people."

There was no smile on the man's face, and He Xiaoman was very flexible: "Open your mouth."

The man turned his hand, and a small green gourd appeared in the palm of his hand. He unplugged it, and He Xiaoman naturally understood what he meant. He didn't want to drink it directly.

He Xiaoman raised his little finger slightly, and a stream of water shot out from the tip of his finger, and poured directly into the little gourd.

"Too little. Within half a year, you are not allowed to keep a single drop of this spiritual liquid. Give it all to me. Even if you go on a mission, you must save all the spiritual liquid and return it to me. I will give you a set of weapons suitable for you." The saber technique saves you from hacking and hacking to attack people in the third way and still not be able to chop."

"Wouldn't it be the kind of old beggar who holds a lot of "Tathagata Sword", "Nine Yin White Bone Sword", "Little Li Fei Sword", "Eighteen Swords of the Dragon", and "Flying Sword Outside the Sky"? ?”

"Actually, the "Xiao Ruyi" I gave you is only a half set of exercises, which contain martial arts and body skills. Because more than half of it is missing, it can only be rated as a B-level exercise."

"What level of skill is B-level?"

"Grade is not important, the important thing is fit!"

"Then why do you keep emphasizing the B-level with me again and again, if you didn't say it first, I would have asked you?" He Xiaoman beeped softly.

"Try not to exchange any exercises provided by the system, but use the fragments obtained from your own tasks to synthesize exercises."

"Why... Huh? You probably also..." He Xiaoman finally noticed something was wrong, this person seemed to know too much.

"Your mouth is too broken."

The man seemed very impatient, and suddenly disappeared into the room.

"Fuck, come and go without a trace, big brother, you won't peek at me taking a shower, will you?"

"Grandpa is not interested in you."

"The person's voice and appearance are..." He Xiaoman was really shocked, her right to privacy!
"To shut up!"

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(End of this chapter)