After retreating, they came after them

Chapter 55 Daily Life
Roy stood by, bent over and sniffed lightly, staring at the bottles of alchemy potions with curious eyes.

The bright red color is as alluring as blood.

But she knew that these things were alchemy potions, not blood.

"Why, do you want to drink?" Simon asked in her ear.

Roy straightened up abruptly, shaking his head.

"It's okay, you can drink if you want." Simon said.

The body of the alchemy reagent is not big, it only looks like a 10ml test tube, and it only takes one mouthful to drink it.

"It's not blood..." Roy hesitated. Why did Simon speak like this? Is there something tricky?

"I know, but I see that you really want to try."

"Well, I'm not a guinea pig."

Roy waved his hand quickly, but kept staring at the red reagent in his hand.

"Well, but you really want to drink, don't you?"

Simon held a bottle of ten milliliters of bright red potion and poured it on a wounded mouse.

One fell, and another.

The little white mice with wounds grew back into flesh, and bloody numbers appeared on their heads.

+380
+410
+441
+458
Looking at the bright red liquid, the color is beautiful, and the smell is very good, with a faint smell of blood.

Seeing that the reagents were getting less and less until there was only one bottle left, Roy couldn't hold back anymore.

"Woo! I want to drink, Simon, let me drink a bottle!"

Roy grabbed the corner of Simon's clothes, looked at Simon eagerly, and finally stopped pretending that he didn't care at all.

The alchemists all smiled knowingly when they saw it.

This blood potion is not blood, but it smells like blood.

When the blood clansmen smelled it, they would regard it as fresh blood of different flavors.

Like apple-flavored blood, pineapple-flavored blood, or even barbecue-flavored blood...

Under normal circumstances, humans cannot tell whether the blood smells like pineapple or apple.

Because in the human nose, that is the smell of blood.

But blood is also different in front of the nose of the blood clan.

"I really can't help you." Simon shook his head and handed her the last bottle of blood recovery medicine.

"Make a wound yourself and test how much blood you get back."

"Okay!" Roy happily took the reagent, as if receiving a beloved delicacy, and couldn't help but licked his lips.

She showed sharp canine teeth, those of a vampire, but she doesn't have the ability of first embrace.

I saw that she bit her arm, biting through the skin and losing two spots of blood.

Then remove the reagent plug and pour the red liquid inside into your mouth in one gulp.

Gollum.

10ml was just swallowed into the stomach without staying for half a minute.

+499!

Roy smacked his mouth, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

The taste of this potion is indeed the smell of fresh blood that I have never tasted before.

In the future, she doesn't have to eat the blood of those chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep all the time. She can change her taste and drink the blood recovery potion instead!

"Simon, I want to drink this in the future, can I?" Roy held the empty bottle and looked at him again.

Simon looked at her and fell into a pondering stage.

"I'm afraid it won't work?"

"Ah, why?"

"All you eat is money. How can the animal blood you buy be cheap, and it's all poison, so you can't drink it as a main course."

Simon flicked Roy on the forehead.

The latter groaned, clutching his forehead, looking like he was in pain.

Bai Tang, who was standing in the room, watched the interaction between Roy and Simon, pressed the cross with two small hands, and frowned slightly.

At this moment, Bai Tang wanted to sing a prayer of the Holy Light to Roy to purify her mind.

It's better for the little shark to be quieter. She didn't stay in the house today, but went outside to practice her sword.

outside in the yard.

Blindfolded, the little shark waved a wooden stick to practice moves with the trainee fighters.

In addition to alchemists, many adventurers from other professions came today.

Due to the limited reception capacity, these people can only visit Simon's residence outside the courtyard.

Under such circumstances, Little Shark invited some trainee adventurers of the same age to PK with each other.

People of the same age as Little Shark basically have mature battle experience, and have experienced many life and death moments on the battlefield.

In addition, the adventurers who dare to come to Simon to report here are more or less confident, similar to gifted boys and girls who are underappreciated.

They take turns to 1V1 single-person PK with the little shark, only using wooden sticks, not real swords, to avoid hurting the blindfolded thin girl.

I thought it was an easy PK, but every "genius boy" and "genius girl" who came to challenge lost in front of the little shark.

"Damn it! I was careless this time!" A young man looked at the blown wooden stick, clenched his fists, and said unwillingly.

"Hey, go down if you lose, I'm going to make another one!"

The little shark said very bluntly.

She was blindfolded, and her body was still very thin. She stood there and defeated nearly twenty challengers even though she was knocked down by the wind.

Everyone didn't care about her at first, they just thought it was a joke.

Now there are more people gathered around her, and everyone is betting that she will lose the next round, or the next round.

Because human power is limited.

Everyone didn't play seriously before, and gave way to her everywhere, because the little shark was playing blindfolded, and everyone was embarrassed to be too serious.

Now that there are many losers, they are starting to get serious, and the little shark must be about to lose too.

Not to mention anything else, just talking about her physique, she is not as good as a normal trainee soldier.

"Little shark! I tell you, don't bully the young man, I will come back to challenge you, just wait for me!" The angry young man couldn't bear the stimulation, and left in grief.

The little shark ignored the man, but listened carefully to the footsteps of the next challenger.

"Listen with your ears, cut with your heart."

She muttered incomprehensible words silently, babbling.

"Hello, I'm a soldier from the Tianyin Adventure Group. My name is Qingting. Use a sword. I'm not the trainee in front of me who doesn't even know the basics. Fighting with a wooden stick is meaningless, and there are many nurses at the scene."

The girl named Qingting pulled out a long silver sword from the sword box, with a serious expression and a sharp personality.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

The little shark was extremely happy, but he did not expect to be challenged by the regular army today.

Of course, calling him a regular army would be putting too much money on his face, he was just a trainee.

But in Little Shark's mind, this is already the strongest fighter she can come into contact with.

The next second, after she replaced her sword, she heard riots in the sand.

It was the sound of sand flowing rapidly, so clear in the dark that it was hard not to hear it.

The whistling sound came in front of him at an extremely fast speed, so fast that it rang five or six times within a second.

Hearing this voice, she suddenly had a premonition in her heart that this person was going to hit me with his next sword.

In this case, she swung her sword and slashed forward.

Clang!
Her sword hit a strong and powerful forward thrust, and the trembling sound from the sword reached her ears, and her sword almost fell out of her hand.

"It's dangerous, dangerous."

She relied on her fighting instinct to retreat, adjusted her posture and attacked again.

The sound of footsteps in the darkness was very clear in her ears.

She swung the sharp sword, listening to the sound of the sword cutting the air, a vague outline gradually appeared in her mind.

(End of this chapter)