Chapter 932 Li Cang: You know hammer, this is called prenatal education! (1, monthly ticket requeste

Chapter 932 Li Cang: You know Hammer, this is called prenatal education! (+1, asking for monthly votes)

Such a sensational and abstract way of expression is so niche that it has become a romance that no one in the audience can understand.

A farce, cute and passed.

Of course, the business still needs to be discussed. The elegant lady's fighting power is quite fierce. The alienation signs on her body are almost invisible, but she can confront Teacher Cang head-on without losing the upper hand.

It's not that Li Cang can't do it ruthlessly, but he is mainly afraid that the elegant lady will be damaged if he is too ruthless, so he is happy to accompany it toss, and feel the pulse of this mixed blood by the way, just as a product display.

A man has feelings and a concubine has intentions. This kind of thing is like when you go to prepare for an exam and you happen to meet a bunch of couples preparing for pregnancy in the library. The enemy is outnumbered and you can't tell who disturbed whom for a while.

Preparing for exams and preparing for pregnancy are equally serious issues, and so is feeling the pulse.

Under Li Cang's deliberate guidance, the elegant lady launched continuous and high-intensity attacks like a madman, beating Li Cang to a bloody pulp.

Lao Wang was confused: "What are you doing? This pitiful trick is a bit clumsy!"

"Of course I'm waiting for it to read the skill bar!"

"How do you know it can retain its skills?" Li Leisi pouted, and the ferocious dragon blade shuttled back and forth on the battlefield like mowing grass, bleeding all kinds of strange things and zombies one by one. "It's rare to be able to transform into a corpse, and you still expect it to retain its skills after its blood is infected with each other?"

"That's right!" Lao Wang said: "Some capitalists are so shameless and exploitative that they don't pay half a cent for working for nothing, and they also demand business standards!"

"Salary? What salary? I have given you a job and you still want to ask for a salary??"

"Fuck you!"

Lao Wang was stunned and finally shed the bitter tears that belonged to the exploited party. The butt determines the head. I don't look at the problem from a different angle.

Teacher Cang, you understand capitalists, you really understand everything!

The situation at the scene was actually somewhat strange. The bloody Cang teacher was vigorous and energetic, while the zombies, which looked like they had just come out of the factory, were dying. Zombies were really amazing. Their self-healing was not the same as Li Cang's. Simply put, the blood and flesh lost by the zombies could be reabsorbed when they healed. It was self-produced and self-sold, pure and pollution-free.

As for Cang teacher

Why do you think he looked so embarrassed?

In short, I don't know if the sincerity of the capitalists moved God or what, but after a period of extreme tug-of-war, he really saw a little bit of the trick.

Li Cang himself didn't feel anything at first, but as he fought, a debuff that was in effect continuously appeared on the panel.

Since it was in effect continuously, it was easier to obtain accurate information through identification.

[Death Rules: Normal attacks or skills will infect the target with reverse blood, lasting 2.99 seconds, and can infect up to 12 units at the same time]

Then below is the classification effect of this skill.

[Mental dullness (not yet effective)]

[Bloodline rupture (not yet effective)]

[Corruption curse (effective)]

[Life devouring (not yet effective)]

Old Wang understood Li Cang's expression as soon as he saw it: "Doctor, is it a happy pulse?"

Li Cang licked the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of appetite and a sense of grabbing. That expression and look made two and a half of the three people shudder, and the remaining one and a half looked disgusted.

The elegant lady was furious. Seeing that she could not attack for a long time, her face turned black with anger. Suddenly, a stream of ink-like black mist surged from her body, hanging down to the ground like a waterfall, forming a shallow scar covering the ankles on the ground. In less than half a minute, the coverage area had reached a radius of about 30 meters.

"My timi? Is it Chinese New Year today? There is no such good thing during Chinese New Year!" The sudden surprise quickly overwhelmed Mr. Cang's rationality: "There is even another active skill?"

That is to say, including [Reverse Blood] that activates [Death Rules], Ms. Elegant has at least two passive and one active skills!

What kind of chosen child is this?

Ms. Elegant, my superman!

With this kind of thing, even if it is a zero-stage start after being transformed into a servant of fate, and there is a long training cycle, all the small shortcomings can be ignored, and it is no longer important.

The mist under Ms. Elegant's feet is like a pool of sticky and heavy asphalt spread on the ground, not surging due to the wind direction, without the slightest ripples, the "liquid surface" is almost still, but the entire mist pool will "instantly move" with Ms. Elegant's movements.

This kind of teleportation is visually very unbearable, just like some kind of ancient stop-motion animation with multiple films superimposed and too many or too few frames. Every time the fixed point-to-point teleportation is set, there will be countless skipped frames in the middle that are clear overall but extremely blurred and burry at the edges. After watching it for a few times, Li Cang and Lao Wang actually felt dizzy as if they were sitting in a centrifuge at the jump point.

"It's a bit disgusting" Li Cang shook, holding the big magic wand and panting: "Ugh"

"Fuck! Me too"

Tai Xiaoyi and Li Lace were confused.

"Do you feel it?"

"No"

The elegant woman didn't care what the group of people said. The sharp and slender nails on her ten fingers seemed to be covered with a layer of pink and white hazy light, and her claws grabbed Li Cang without hesitation.

It was just dizziness and nausea. This level of debuff was not enough to affect Li Cang's judgment. He raised the big magic wand and lightly blocked the claws of the elegant lady. A handful of bright yellow and white sparks and particle flows, as well as sharp and piercing sounds and friction sounds, immediately exploded between the hard and sharp claws and the big magic wand. It was just like two metal hammers hitting each other while using many awls to scrape the surface of thin iron sheets.

Li Cang tilted his body and did not retreat half a step.

But this attack caused considerable damage to the elegant lady herself. Although the alienated claws were strong, they were not enough to transcend the constraints of the big magic wand's calcium sucking. After this attack, the beautiful claws and ten became more miserable than dry bamboos run over by a truck, and the whole hand was twisted into a weird shape.

"Roar~"

The elegant lady was angry and roared.

Li Cang was also distressed by his reckless behavior: "Knock, sorry, sorry, I forgot, how about we take a break, bandage it first and then continue?"

He also wanted to see what kind of skills this black biogas tank had.

Old Wang's expression was very distorted and even a little jealous: "Wow, you said that you didn't give us your only patience and kindness, and you didn't care that you could get less beatings if you gave it to Da Leizi, but it turned out that we humans are not worthy of it?"

"How many problems do you know about bringing a magician? This is prenatal education!"

"???"

The elegant lady's self-healing ability is very good, and she has healed as before in a moment.

Even during the self-healing period, it never stopped effective output, but with its brain, it is difficult to figure out why the human in front of it is unwilling to be honest and melt in the mouth.

"So this skill." The skill didn't make any new progress. Gradually, Li Cang's face began to stiffen: "It can't just be sexism and dizziness and nausea, right?"

"I advise you to be careful when you speak, or you'll get punched." Lao Wang: "That's not bad, anyway, you don't like to hit women, it's better to leave professional matters to professionals, like me!"

Our Master Wang is particularly good at special operations and can be called a small master in the pre-Sky Island era. I believe that Ms. Zhan Xia, who does not want to be named, has a lot to say about this.