Starchild Escapes Arranged Marriage

Chapter 385 Sword God’s Notes (1)

Green mountains, green water, spirit grass. wap.kanmaoxian.com

Who am I, where did I come from, and what was done?

where is this place?

Wait, why those bees look so vicious, murderous-looking!

Wow Aaahhhhhhh! Ahhhh! They killed me, I can’t escape!

On January 1st, I don’t know what place it is or what day it was. I originally planted spirit medicine, and I want to become an alchemist. Why did I wake up in this place, maybe it was some kind of destiny.

“No, it’s definitely a curse!” The boy with a faint face ripped off the first page of his notebook in front of him.

“It’s just that the alchemist failed the exam three times and re-takes the exam three times. Why am I so bad luck, appearing in a place where this bird doesn’t shit!”

“What happened to the bees, where did the grass extracts come from, and the grass extracts, why do I know their names?”

“There is only one wooden sword in the whole body. This sword can’t even beat a bee. Do you want me to die?”

“Why, is there a bonfire here, am I dead?”

Countless questions piled up, making this gentle and gentle man seem to be crazy about 18 years old.

He clearly remembered that he was still lamenting that he had failed the third alchemist exam of 18 years old before falling asleep. After tearing down the notice of failure and throwing it in the trash, he got into the bed at the end, hu hu Big sleep.

When he woke up, the whole World changed, and he was trapped in the canyon where he did n’t know it was. At the end of the bonfire and a small wood around him, there were flying bees everywhere, killing bees, And a strange grass essence, a large grass essence.

Thinking that he was dreaming, he took a wooden sword and tried to go further, and as a result, he encountered the slaughter of the inhuman bees inhuman. kanmaoxian.com

It ’s pitiful to see that as an alchemist, his combat effectiveness is close to zero. It should be said that he has never exercised in combat in his life. Faced with these rapid speeds, themurderous-looking bee knelt in an instant.

Moreover, not once, but kneeling hundreds of times in a row, being spiked to the point of doubting life.

If these bees are used as the combat effectiveness standard, he probably doesn’t even have a bee. Who calls him the alchemist who is the least proficient in combat in life occupation?

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On January 2nd, I chose to challenge the bees again, with a record of zero wins and thirty defeats. The best time was just to touch a bee with a sword and then besieged to death.

What kind of bee is this? Why is it so hard for me?

I’m just a trivial alchemist everywhere, don’t want any hell cultivation, if it is Lord Spiritual God who made me come here, I pray to you, I am willing to dedicate half of all my future income to you, let me leave this Damn it!

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On January 3rd, recognize the reality, Yunhai, this is not a dream, nor is it a prank. You are trapped here. Although there is an inexplicable bonfire that can be resurrected indefinitely, but you cannot defeat the swarm of bees Don’t even think about going out from here for a lifetime.

Think, think hard. There must be any way. This campfire has magical power. Even if you only have a wooden sword in your hand, there is hope to kill it!

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On January 4th, I know that there is no concept of time here, or even the sunset, but I still have to calculate the time. Today is the fourth day that I came to this strange world. I want to gather courage to challenge the group bee!

wu wu wu wu wu wu, I was wrong, the bee is too powerful, I am not an opponent!

How to do how to do?

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On January 10th, there was no food and no water. I was completely trapped by this campfire. I was so hungry and so sleepy. I did n’t go out for three days. Am I at the limit?

Perhaps this is also a good thing, maybe this time, I can go back.

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January 11th, ridiculous, this time I died by starving myself, or to death.

I’m alchemist, I know what can be eaten, but I still starve myself once, thinking that a miracle will happen.

The verification is over. There is no miracle here. Even if it is not killed, you cannot go back to true world. Starvation and death will also be resurrected by the campfire.

In this case, even if you don’t want to fight, you must take up your sword.

If this is the test of the gods, then there is only one way to break the situation-draw a sword.

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January 12.

I did it, and even though it was perish together, I killed a bee.

It feels like I’m a little stronger, is it an illusion?

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January 15th.

The fifth bee was killed, and now I can be sure, for every bee I kill, I get something.

I don’t know what it is. Maybe the vitality of the bees has been absorbed by me, or maybe something else, but this change is beyond doubt.

Maybe it’s time to make a choice, and I don’t actually have a choice, right?

Kill, or be killed.

Other than moving forward, there is no option to step back.

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January 30th.

This is the last day of the first month of my coming to this world. Some things happened, some things I lost forever. Maybe I can never go back to my past life.

When I choose to draw a sword and launch a slaughter on this group of killer bees, nothing can go back.

Looking at Starry Sky, this world is so incredible. Obviously a month ago, I was still so weak and so scared, but now I am getting used to this life.

In addition, in addition to bees, grass essence, and large grass essence, other creatures finally appeared in this canyon.

It was a terrifying green-skinned hippopotamus, a monster that terrified all bees, grass spirits, and large grass-sperms. Now I am about a hundred of them are not opponents of this green-skinned hippo.

Fortunately, he didn’t find me hiding by the bonfire and walked over with a big wave.

I calculated the combat effectiveness of this green-skinned hippo, and the results are very unsatisfactory. The bee, grass essence, and large grass-seed can’t be compared with it at all, and the green-skinned hippo is a standard social creature. When you see it, you have More populations in the vicinity.

I have a hunch that these green-skinned hippos may be the last obstacle for me to rush out of this canyon. Before that, I had to practice my word technique to a realm that reached the peak.

Since killing a bee can make it a little stronger, then killing millions, millions of bees, plus those more powerful grass essences, and large grass essences, should be able to defeat that green-skinned hippo.

In short, for my freedom, hippos must die!

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ps: The rest is for a more crazy outbreak. A new round of ten more outbreaks begins, and the first comes first.