The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady Chapter 1882: Wooden bow and arrow (1)

Result ...

Shen Yanxiao's claws were just close to the long bow, and a burning sensation immediately passed to her fingertips.

Shen Yanxiao immediately retracted his hand and squinted at the scorched burn on his fingertips.

"..." What is the situation? !!

Shen Yanxiao is speechless.

She doesn't seem to be able to use the bow and arrow created by the elves. As soon as she touches it, she will be immediately injured by the pure life Aura of the archer.

The elf represents life, and the undead represents death. These two kinds of existence, which are mutually incompatible, cannot coexist.

Shen Yan Xiao now wants to cry ...

She was just fortunate that she had a skill that could be used without magic and vindictiveness, but now she finds that the weapon needed for this skill is so proud that she won't touch her! !!

You, you are a virgin martyr! !!

The owner has changed his shape, and you do n’t recognize it. You are a dog, and she still bites her!

The wizard ’s bow and arrow, Shen Yanxiao, is useless. She doesn't want to turn her pair of claws into coke.

Unfortunately, Shen Yanxiao can only go to the weapon shop in the city of Zelano to pick a bow and arrow from the weapons of the undead.

When Shen Yanxiao came to the only weapon shop in the city of Zelano, there were many low-level undead standing in the entire shop. Your own weapon.

Shen Yanxiao walked in silently.

She has entered the weapon shop twice in her life, the first time to buy a bow, this time ... again to buy a bow!

Unlike Heicheng ’s weapon shop, there are only a few oil lamps in the undead ’s weapon shop to illuminate the huge shop. Shen Yanxiao needs to focus his eyes to see the weapons placed on the cypress counter.

At first glance, Shen Yanxiao saw a skeletal arm wrapped with a bandage. At the forefront of the arm, part of the bones of the palm were clenched tightly, and a gray crystal stone was embedded in it.

This is undead ... staff?

Shen Yanxiao looked again. Almost every weapon in this shop is related to bones.

Shen Yan Xiao didn't even want to touch those things.

"Do you have a pure wooden bow and arrow here?" Shen Yanxiao looked around and couldn't find a bow and arrow that he could handle. He could only walk to the counter of the shop and asked about it. Clerk.

"This guest, you said ... what do you want?" The undead obviously didn't quite understand Shen Yanxiao's requirements. He stared at those hollow eyes and looked at Shen Yanxiao, and opened his mouth slightly. Like a dead body suffocated by already.

"Pure wood bow and arrow." Shen Yanxiao took a deep breath and warned himself to ignore the horror-like face.

The clerk was dumbfounded when he heard Shen Yanxiao's request.

On the side are two low-level undeads who are buying weapons, and cast a strange look on Shen Yanxiao.

"Hey, you heard that, the idiot actually needs a wooden weapon." A lower undead sneered at his direct companion, looking at Shen Yanxiao's eyes, full of irony and smirk.

"Is she really an idiot? She wants wooden weapons, who would use those things? Is it for children?"

For the undead that is full of Death Qi, wooden things can not be used for long. Even the branches of already that have been folded will soon wither into the dead dead wood in the hands of the undead. The Death Qi on the undead will subconsciously devour all contacts. To the life form.