"The little thing has good accuracy!" Ling Xiaohan gave a thumbs up and praised.
Nan Liyou glanced at him, turned a circle from his arms, and landed on the ground.
As soon as I stood firm, suddenly sand and stones flew around me, and strong winds broke out.
Nan Liyou quickly unfolded the flame armor, and the dark night Ziming held it in his hand.
As the sand and stones flew, the soaring soil rotated, forming a huge spiral nest.
Then whirl the nest and then hit Nanliyou at the fastest speed.
"The earth-type tornado? Humph! I underestimate me too much! Let you see what a real tornado is!" Nan Liyou snorted coldly.
Then, she waved her staff and shouted loudly: "Wind-type magic - tornado!"
Huff, Huff...
As soon as the spell was recited, the breeze around quickly gathered and slowly formed a yellow wind pillar.
When the spiral nest that the Yangyang moved was flying over Nanliyou, it was blocked by a powerful force and could not attack it. Instead, it had a powerful force that swallowed the spiral nest little by little.
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After passing through the center of the tornado, it turned around and attacked in the direction of the sheep.
Then, a rumbling sound...
The sheep was thrown into the sky with a spiral nest, and then fell heavily to the ground, bleeding from seven holes, vomiting blood bubbles in their mouths,
Perhaps, this sheep never expected that he would die under strength until he died.
Nan Liyou walked to the corpse of the sheep, half-squatted down, and pulled out the dagger.
"Little thing!" Ling Xiaohan walked over, inserted his waist, and looked at the sheep that was still sucking.
Nan Liyou did not respond to him, and raised his dagger and slashed across the neck of the sheep. In an instant, it stopped twitching.
"Down here! I have done a lot of skinning jobs!" Ling Xiaohan squatted down, took the dagger in her hand, and whispered.
Nan Liyou looked at him in surprise and thought about his words, "I have done a lot of skinning jobs!"
His eyes fell on his hands, and he seemed to have not even rolled up his long sleeves.
The dagger whirled on his big hand, and the cold light flashed, and then flashed.
After a few efforts, all the skin on the Sheep's body was peeled off by him.
Then, he was lucky and poured the Dou Qi onto the dagger, and two clicks.
He also cut off the horns on the sheep's head with one stroke.
Then another knife was easily cut across the sheep's belly, reaching out to search through its belly.
His black eyes flashed, and his hands stopped.
Slowly took his hand out of the sheep's belly, and an orange earth-type magic core was fully revealed on his big hand.
Nan Liyou took it, looked at it in front of him, and Yingying smiled.
"This horn will be used in the future." Ling Xiaohan stood up and handed her the horn and sheepskin.
Nan Liyou put these things into the ring and pulled out a silk scarf from his arms.
This scarf was embroidered in green onions before, and it was said that there was always a scarf on a girl's body.
She rarely uses it, but she often keeps it with her.
"Wipe your hands!" Nan Liyou handed over the scarf and said lightly.
Ling Xiaohan took it, raised it to her nose, and sniffed it deeply. The unique fragrance on her body was very strong.
"With the scarf you gave me to my highness? It's so extravagant!" Ling Xiaohan smiled playfully, stuffed the scarf into his arms, and then flicked his fingertips, and a clear spring appeared out of thin air.
He rolled up his sleeves, reached out and washed away the blood stains on his hands.