In some aspects, this business can be considered a necessary step by step. My own evil shadow sword technique has been cultivated to a small level, and it is difficult to achieve a big breakthrough in a short period of time. On the one hand, it is the limitation of basic attributes, and on the other hand, the new martial arts always need to be combined with blood and killing. It may be the enemy's blood, or it may be your own.

The hidden profession of Bloodblade Hunter is very powerful, but it also has a lot of experience in killing. Zhu Peng has gained a lot of diligence after studying hard and practicing hard, but he cannot improve it by one level. However, if he kills a few people, the improvement will be very fast.

Danal is the god of desire and killing in the underground world. She carries her direct combat profession. It is impossible not to dye her hands full of blood.

On the other hand, the money I had previously found in the dog-headed lair has been spent almost all of its money, and Mrs. Cardena's tuition fee is not low. In fact, if the wife's requirements were not too strict, and no matter how expensive the tuition was ten times more expensive, countless people would flock to her. Being able to complete her studies from this lady would become a first-class candidate for the Northern aristocratic class to choose the hostess.

However, Rosa seemed to have no interest in this. Although she accepted Zhu Peng's arrangements well and learned all kinds of courses well, every time Zhu Peng could see a desire for freedom in her bright eyes. That look was completely different from the noble girl who began to fantasize about her future husband at the age of eight or nine.

While thinking about my sister's future development, I walked to the civilian/slum area of ​​Frost Leaf City.

When he came to a leather shop in the alley, he knocked on the door and received a response from his owner, he walked in. A pale-haired, thin old man was repairing his clothes inside, a craftsman who had worked in the alley for a lifetime. Some time ago, Zhu Peng handed over the several wolf and bear skins he had killed in his sword to his hands to deal with, and gave him enough coins.

Compared to buying seemingly exquisite finished equipment at the weapon store, Zhu Peng is more willing to find a suitable old craftsman, buy the other party for a period of time after giving enough money, and let the other party devote all his efforts to the equipment he made according to his own requirements.

Of course, this approach requires a good enough vision. The old tailor in front of him has been sewing in the alley, from children to apprentices, from young people to young people, getting married and having children, and having a son, and having a son. He spent almost all his life in this small house.

After the old tailor's only son died outside the city a few years ago, he shouldered the responsibility of raising two grandsons and one granddaughter. The cloth and animal skins are no longer objects in the normal sense in his hands, but are infused with hard work, a microcosm of life, the past, present, and even the future of grandchildren. Because of his life's investment, he has asymptotic technique and asymptotic method.

Zhu Peng accidentally heard that the old tailor's clothes were always stronger than others. He was curious and bought some repair products for observation. He gradually found that if the toughness of normal clothes was one, the clothes that were repaired by the old tailor in front of him were two. If the data of the game system were derived, the old man's tailoring skills had already been cultivated to about ninety-five, which was a veritable master level. However, he was extremely erratic.

"Guest, I have made the animal skin robe. According to your requirements, bear skin, silk, bear skin, silk, silk, I kneaded seven layers, and it is only twice as heavy as an ordinary animal skin robe. However, such a leather robe is not sweaty at all and will not be comfortable to wear. Therefore, I drilled some breathable holes for you in some places." Because I am already very old, the old tailor was a little nagging and talking. Zhu Peng took over a whole set of leather robe and gloves, but unfortunately he had no time to make another set of leather boots.

Types of items: The ultimate of ordinary items, the master's animal skin robe (including gloves)

Item Level: None

Item Description: The work completed by a master tailor, which has completed the superposition of seven layers of texture through special design, has excellent effect on the cutting of defensive arrows and sharp tools. Since it is lighter than ordinary leather equipment, it has almost no negative impact on the agility of the equipment.

Equipment requirements: None.

Equipment effect: Strong, not easy to break.

"Your skills are even better than I thought. I am not at hand now, otherwise I will give you more rewards." Putting on the animal fur robe directly, this robe is not very beautiful, but after wearing it, people only feel that everything is not suitable for exerting force. Zhu Peng took out a small bag of coins with some emotion and put it on the table.

"How can this be done? You have given me a lot of money before. Just make a piece of clothing. You don't have to give so much, you don't have to give so much." The old tailor pushed and refused. He worked in the slums for a lifetime of sewing and mending. Because of his high-intensity labor, talent and hard work, he gradually honed his craft to this point. However, he himself did not know that he was already a master-level tailor, and this old tailor could not make luxurious clothes and had no aesthetic vision.

The old tailor in the shabby alley has two skills to be pondered in this life: one is strength and the other is comfort.

He had reached the pinnacle of both of these items. Zhu Peng felt that it was a pity that the old tailor in front of him could directly be the gods.

After putting down his purse, Zhu Peng turned around and walked out of the shabby tailor's shop. It was not until he walked how far that the dry and thin old tailor returned to the room from the store door timidly.

Instead of looking at the bag of coins on the table, he ran to the counter and pulled a secret secret pavilion away. Inside, a little girl was holding her two smaller fat brothers, huddling inside, and not daring to breathe.

"Okay, okay, don't hide, that adventurer is gone." He reached out and carried his granddaughter and two big fat grandsons out. At this moment, the old tailor's dry arms seemed so powerful.

The two fat grandsons were locked in the narrow dark pavilion and seemed a little scared at this time. They stretched out their fat arms and hugged their grandfather and cried, but they didn't dare to speak, and they were snot and tears.

On the contrary, the little girl crawled out of the dark pavilion and ran out. When she saw the purse on the table, her eyes lit up. She ran over and opened the purse and poured out half of the table gold and silver coins, not even a copper coin.

"Grandpa's business is really worth it. I don't have to worry about the city tax in the past two years, and I can still eat meat. Grandpa, since it's so profitable, why don't you want to take on adventurers' business?"

"Silly kid, adventurers' money is easy to make, but it's also deadly. The man just now was covered in blood and never came to the store at night. Grandpa would rather make less money with such dangerous money." The thin old tailor said, kissing the chubby cheeks of the two fat grandsons in his arms.

"Good guy, how can you do adventurers..."

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Zhu Peng didn't know that he had given more money, but he was still despised by others. When the moon sets at midnight, Aimia came sneakily in a maid's uniform. When Zhu Peng patted her shoulder lightly behind her, she almost exclaimed in surprise.

"Why do you wear this outfit?" Zhu Peng looked Aimia up and down, frowned and said.

"It's Li'er... the few coats I often wear are all fitted with that kind of special buttons, so I can only wear this outfit." Aimia said with a wry smile, and the red-haired beauty under the night looked sad.

"I mean, are you wearing this outfit and going out for adventure with me?" Zhu Peng was not surprised by Aimia's betrayal of his close maid.

One side is the lord of a city and her mistress, and the other side is the weak-powered lady. She may have hesitated, but as an ordinary person, it is normal to make the "right" choice in the end.

"No, I just changed my clothes, just put it on. Your outfit is more eye-catching than you normally would."

"Your clothes are here?" Aimia seemed to be unable to accept the clothes that were still warm, but the half-elf boy in front of him looked up at Ye Se, but his attitude was very firm.

"What do you think adventure is doing? Do you have a spring outing? There will be many troublesome things on the road in the future. It's faster, and I'll pick up Rosa."

"Okay... OK." Aimia, whose little face was already swollen and red, gritted her teeth and agreed. She untied her coat in front of Zhu Peng in the cold wind and took off her cloth skirt. With the movement, a girl's body that was almost shiny was revealed in the night. Her plump breasts, slender waist, her plump buttocks and tight legs quickly rose into the cold wind in the cold night.

In fact, Aimia was still wearing underwear. This level of exposure was only the level of a 21st century seaside bikini, but it was too shameful for the red-haired girl. She almost quickly re-weared Zhu Peng's old clothes. Although it didn't fit well and was a men's outfit, it still brought Aimia some sense of security.

"Very good, I'm finally determined. Let's go, let's pick Rosa up." Yan said, and Zhu Peng turned around and went first.

Go to pick up Rosa first, and then leave the city without much trouble, because Mrs. Cardena has always gotten up early. As Rosa's guardian, Zhu Peng took his two girls away from Shuangye City when the city gate just opened.

At this time, most of the aristocratic classes in the city were still sleeping soundly. When they found out that Aimia was not sleeping but was absconding, Zhu Peng had already rushed to take his people away.

"If you want to be a noble lady, you will live your life safely from now on. You don't seem to like it very much? Then what do you like? Become a wizard, priest, or do you prefer the life of a pure blood elf?" Zhu Peng rode a brown horse and galloped in the wilderness with his sister in his arms, facing the strong wind. Rosa smiled very happily. She seemed to have never been so happy in the past six months.

"I want to be a powerful ranger like my brother, can't it be? Wherever you go, where I go, wandering on this continent." The cute little loli with blond hair and blue eyes said seriously in Zhu Peng's eyes.

"Are you an elf wanderer? That's far less comfortable than being a noble lady... But if you really like it, it's okay to try it." Zhu Peng shook his head gently on the horse's back, and the group of three people gradually drifted away in the rising sunlight, and the Frost Leaf City behind him gradually became invisible.

It took about three days for the group to arrive at the treasure-hiding place derived by Aimia.

The fat man in Frost Leaf City, the fat man, the city lord Modo, was extremely annoyed that the fat meat that was about to enter his mouth flew out of thin air. Teams of knights attacked from all directions to find the whereabouts of the fleeing beauty. However, under the means of Zhu Pengna's shadow, Aimia turned from a stunning beauties to a silent hunter with a sallow face and beard. How could ordinary villagers or even soldiers see through it?

"Take a while to learn more survival skills. After Rosa and I leave, no one can help you. When I am a lady, I must also change the cleanliness of taking a bath once a day. It's okay if there are no lice on my body, or if there are lice on my body, it's not a big deal." In a small town tavern, this is a human village nearest to the treasure land. Zhu Peng ate the steak in front of him while scolding Aimia. Two days ago, the madman actually ran to the cold river water to take a bath at night and was almost taken away by a crocodile. If her big breasts and big butt were swallowed by a crocodile, the rich meat fat content could guarantee her energy reserve for many days.

"According to your words, are all adventurers a stinky barbarian?"

"Almost, unless there is a wizard in the team who is willing to waste magic positions and solidify the 'cleaning technique' for you. To be honest, after taking the risk for a long time, he gradually adapts. The wizard will no longer solidify the cleaning technique." After saying that, Zhu Peng ignored Aimia, who looked desperate, and turned his head to cut the steak for Rosa who was giggling.

Unless this town is a festival, there are still very few people who can order steak. Therefore, the store has not yet learned to be scammers in this dish. Those who are willing to order are all big customers, and the beef and ingredients are all sufficient. Zhu Peng has not had much money left, but he still refuses to lower the standards in terms of food. If the martial artists have too poor food and work hard to practice martial arts, it is almost like he is seeking death.

"The diamond stone pillar group, which was originally a very famous ruin here. It is said that a wizard died there in the end, leaving behind many treasures, but no one has found it in recent years. Anyway, there are such legends everywhere. However, the diamond stone pillar group was occupied by a group of robbers two months ago. They attacked past business trips. Although they did not rob us, it would still have a bad impact on the town's business if it took a long time."

"You look like a person who is used to using swords. Can you help us solve this problem? Past merchants and some villagers raised some money. If you can help us solve the problem, then all these gold coins will belong to you." When Zhu Peng asked the owner of the tavern about the treasure land, the burly boss in front of him looked at Zhu Peng up and down. He seemed to have noticed something and actually gave an unexpected news.

"Are the robbers? What's the approximate number? Is there some more detailed information?"

"There are about twenty or thirty people, and there are definitely no more than fifty people. The battle is very strong. Several caravans have been looted by them. You must know that those caravans have hired caravan guards."

"………Is that the only one? OK, but my companion and I need to replenish our equipment. How is the blacksmith's craftsmanship here?" Zhu Peng asked casually while eating the remaining meat chops on the plate.

There is no weapon control in this world because dangers are everywhere in the wilderness. If weapons are controlled to limit combat power, civilians will have no ability to resist when facing danger.

"We are a commercial town, and Ade's craftsmanship is the best among the adjacent villages, because there are often orders for repairing and casting weapons. If you take over our mission, Ade will also give you the best price. After all, the entrenchment of robbers has affected his business." Zhu Peng nodded when he heard this. After swallowing the last piece of beef, he reached out and picked up the parchment paper in front of the tavern owner.

That night, the three of them returned to the rented tavern room.

"It's really unlucky, how could it be so coincidental? It happened to be occupied by robbers." Aimia complained. She was eager to go south to find her father, so she didn't want any deviations in the middle.

"It's not a bad thing. You can warm up before exploring the tomb of the advanced wizard. You can do two tasks in one trip. In the end, just a spoil is a considerable income. Remember to use ginger water to apply your beard before leaving tomorrow." Beautiful women have always been the reason for causing trouble. Rosa is better. After all, she is too young, but even so, Zhu Peng will cover up her half-elves and let her dress up as a tomboy.

A mature beauty like Aimia will basically cause trouble when entering a tavern with dragons and snakes. It is not a big problem to be protected by Zhu Peng now, but she still has to adapt to covering her face, especially when her own strength is far from enough.

"I know, I know, I'm talking man."

There was nothing wrong all night, Zhu Peng left Rosa in the tavern room the next day and asked her to learn the basic meditation methods she had sorted out. Although her sister wanted to be a ranger, it was beneficial and harmless to strengthen her mental power even if she was a ranger. What's more, Zhu Peng wanted to train her as a wizard.

The guest room in this small town tavern has been booked. The boss's wife will be sent in for food in the next half month. Rosa can still go out for a walk. The security in this small town is not so bad that children cannot go out. However, Zhu Peng still repeatedly warned the girl to cover up her half-elves' characteristics.

After arranging Rosa, Zhu Peng took Aimia to the town blacksmith shop to buy some arrows and basic equipment commonly used for adventure. The blacksmith named Ade did give the best price, but after paying the equipment fee, Zhu Peng finally had very little gold coins left in his pocket. Fortunately, new companions would fill it in soon.

The horse galloped, Zhu Peng, who was carrying a bow in the gray robe, and Aimia, who followed closely behind, went to the diamond-shaped stone pillar group, where Aimia's grandfather's teammate, the last laboratory of a high-level wizard.

While exploring dangers, the gems, casting materials, and even enchanting equipment accumulated in it are also completely anticipated.

Eternal sword and magic, eternal heroic legend, this is the continent of Feren under the protection of the gods.

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In the dark forest, there is a building that looks like a stone forest. Two robbers and a zombie roast a hare together. The animal's oil is forced out by flames and then explodes in the air, and the fragrance becomes stronger.

Don’t regard the zombies as wild beasts. In fact, after all, they are the personal names in their names. They are almost the followers that the robbers like to hire the most. They are cruel and powerful, and have no moral constraints at all. When they encounter a single zombie in the wilderness, they will be willing to follow you if they give them enough meat. With armor and weapons, they are equivalent to second-level warriors. It is difficult for ordinary village and town militias or caravan guards to deal with.

Many robber groups like to hire gnoll followers. At the beginning, they have no concept of money. They will work hard for you if they give enough meat. When there is not enough prey, they can also use human flesh to settle. When these gnolls want to get more profits, robber groups often join forces to kill them or them. This is the most correct way to do it.

Many bands of robbers who thought they could completely tame were often destroyed by the robbers who were raised.

The physical qualities, animal instincts, murderous intents, etc. of the werewolves are far more powerful than ordinary humans. They have better equipment and sufficient time to temper martial arts, so that they can often become powerful warriors of the second-level. Some of the most talented ones can even advance. If they encounter any encounters, such as being favored by the abyss demons and accidentally worshipping a certain cult group, they may be born with legendary zombies. They are really born hunters and killing tools in the hands of gods.

There are not many human gods who can train gnoll hunters, but like the orc gods and chaotic evil gods, there is no taboo in these gods. Just use thugs, and there is no need to worry about their origins.

"The tavern owner obviously concealed the information. The robbers have been here for two months. Will he have no idea that these guys have hired gnolls?"

"What should I do now?" Aimia, dressed in leather hunting suit, asked softly in the shadow of the bush.

"Kill it first, and then ask the boss for additional tasks to compensate." Zhu Peng said this. The two robbers on the opposite side are first-level human warriors, and the werewolf should be second-level. When they were naked, they were already more difficult than ordinary robbers when they held stone axes. Now they put on armor and held iron weapons in their hands, and their combat power was doubled.

Zhu Peng stood upright with his bow, and a gust of night wind blew by at this time.

The zombie, who was drooling at the fumigating hare, suddenly loosened his nose. It suddenly held the big axe with both hands beside him. However, before its two human companions reacted, an arrow with faint current lingering electricity shot out, which had directly penetrated a human robber's neck!

"Stealing attack, kill the robber!"

"Target death!...Get 97 points of killing experience!..."

Zhu Peng has the ability to shoot three arrows in a row. After he has "focused" his personal specialty, he has improved his ability in this area. After being discovered, he no longer hides his figure. Instead, he strode out of the bow and shoots in a frontal manner, attacking and killing with a strong frontal attack.

The keen and ferocious werewolf holding the battle axe was about to pounce forward, but its body was suddenly hugged by the robber companion behind him...

Dark magic: slavery. The weaker willpower and the lower the intelligence, the higher the success rate of the target. Generally speaking, the success rate of human slavery is not high. Zhu Peng just tried it, but did not expect to successfully launch it. This is a bit of a lucky component.

Blood-Devouring Priest Level 12/Blood Blade Hunter Level 1. Zhu Peng's professional level is probably not as high as the zombie opposite, but he has the lead in hiding in the dark. His personal expertise is strong and powerful enchanting weapons are blessed. The zombie holding the axe is held with his back waist by his robber companion. He struggles to be shot and killed by Zhu Peng in a row. When Zhu Peng walks to the close of the zombie and the robber with the thunder bow, the two guys have been shot into hedgehogs, with blood flowing all over the ground, and they can't die anymore.
To be continued...