MTL - Fantasy Family Simulator-Chapter 29 Fierce battles (ask for monthly ticket recommendation)

  Chapter 29 Fierce Combat (ask for monthly ticket recommendation)

  Leite thought deeply after hearing this. If he didn't see the actual effect and only listened to this description, he might not be too optimistic about this fighting skill.

  It sounds like this movement can only return to the path traveled in a short period of time more quickly.

   But most of the body skills are comprehensive, running in any direction, or making any action, has a certain acceleration effect.

  Compared with the two, this fighting skill has limitations.

  But recalling Tucker's almost teleport-like speed, he took half a step back. Leiter realized that the upper limit of this technique is very high.

  With this speed, it is easy to avoid attacks, fatal injuries, etc. Whether it is a battlefield or a life-and-death duel, the mobility and life-saving ability will be greatly enhanced.

  Especially the proper use of the second advance will bring many variables to the battle. With these two points alone, they are completely worthy of the rank of middle-level fighting skills.

   "What about the more mysterious second level?" Rhett thought to himself.

"It sounds very powerful, and I look forward to mastering it as soon as possible. But you have a problem with your leg, and you will go out in the caravan tomorrow. Brother, you should not go, just rest at home, and hurry up to practice this fighting skill." Rui Lai gave it heartily suggestion.

  Tuck was not happy, and became anxious when he heard it, and stood up with one hand on the ground.

   His body leaned a little to the left, but he still shook his head and said forcefully: "It's just a cramp, and it will be relieved in a while. Our knight's training is not like that of a magician. I have experienced more suffering than this.

   This made no difference to me! "

"But." Riley wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Leiter, and interjected: "I'll talk about the practice of fighting skills when I come back. I believe that Tucker is a brave and fearless knight. This little problem will disappear after a night's sleep. Yes. Caravan travel, tomorrow will be the same!"

   It is up to the father to make the final decision. Now that the father has made a decision, Riley shrugged and had nothing to say.

   "Tuck, how much have you memorized about fighting skills?" Leiter returned to the chair and stared at the mirror.

"I probably remember the first layer seven to eighty-eight. Give me a few more minutes, and I can definitely understand all the contents of the first layer." Tucker patted his chest and assured him that practicing fighting skills is not about memorizing large paragraphs of text by rote. As long as you can understand the actual practice and the route of fighting qi, it will be a quick thing to remember.

  The most important thing is to form the body instinct!

   Mastering and proficiency requires continuous accumulation of practice.

   "The mirror is here for me. Wait until the next sunset, Tucker, come here on the fifth floor and learn this fighting skill.

  The content refracted by the mirror cannot be displayed outside. "Leite walked into his room with the mirror in his arms, turned into the passage and disappeared from the sight of the three.

   "No problem, my lord father, we will go down and wait for you at the dining table."

   "I'm going right away." The voice floated from the channel.

   In the middle of the night, Young Eagle Town was silent.

  The moon hanging in the sky, shed the cloud and mist gauze, revealing a bright face, looking down on the earth.

  The civilians in the small town have all fallen asleep. They need to replenish their energy to meet the fulfilling life of the day.

  Even the horse farm located in the southeast corner of Young Eagle Town, the horses here are mostly asleep.

   But there was a stable where a particularly fierce "battle" broke out.

  It is said that in love, the time and order of people's appearance is very important, in fact, the same is true for horses.

  The ordinary gray leather horse elite in Haig's eyes is the strongest general among the lame horses in the gray leather horse herd. But in its eyes, there is no color, no attraction.

   In the past few days, it may be that the estrus period has come. Although I still don’t like the other ordinary pack horses, looking at the head of the gray-skinned horse, Huige, is getting more and more pleasing to the eye, and there is even an instinctive urge to reproduce deep in the body.

   This kind of impulse is not unprecedented in the past.

  It's a pity that it is only over two years old, and it has spent most of its life in Young Eagle Town. In the past, I have never met a horse of fate and occupied its heart.

   Today's situation is a bit different, its breeder unexpectedly locked it together with Huige.

  After enjoying tonight's "cooking", the urge to reproduce in the body is extremely strong and completely uncontrollable.

  Huige seems to be in the same situation as it. He ate tonight's horse grass and was extremely dishonest.

   It happens to be the same.

  When the two meet, the right time, the right place, and the right people are like dry wood meeting a raging fire, and the volcanic reproductive instinct erupts like a torrent.

  Outside the stable, George was lying in the dry grass outside the wall in a thick padded jacket.

   He also turned his eyes away to see the situation in the stable, and couldn't help laughing. But he quickly covered his mouth, afraid of disturbing the good things.

  Xi law

  A long cry suddenly sounded in the stable, and even spread to the outside world, floating in the night sky.

  George straightened his face and raised his spirits, only to see Gray Grid lying on the ground.

  George's face was a little dissatisfied. Fortunately, he put a super large dose of aphrodisiac and mixed it into the horse grass feed.

   "You are a workhorse!"

  The one who had the same idea as him was Haig himself, kicking Huige with his hoof.

   It seems to be saying: Useless things only care about themselves!

  Haiger's hooves were quite powerful, kicking against the hardest back of Huigrid's body. Huige felt very tired today, he seemed guilty of not daring to resist, and timidly moved his body.

  Did not dare to look directly at Haig, went to a corner of the stable, buried his head in the corner, and did not move.

  Seeing this, Haig angrily pressed down on Huige, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep in this position.

   Seeing that there was no sign of World War II, George also shook his head and prepared to go back to the room. It's too cold outside, especially at night.

  Besides, he has been here for two hours, since there is a result, he doesn't have to continue to work.

  He has been with his father since he was a child, observing the habits of horses, understanding the characteristics of different horses, and has rich experience in raising horses.

   It can be seen that Heige and Huige have gotten along well. Although Heige seems very angry, he actually has a preliminary dependence on Huige. If he cultivates it well, there is still room for further development.

   Otherwise, with Haig's temper, how could he only kick a few times?

   It's more like flirting!

   On the way back, his mind was full of one thought, "Will I be able to conceive? When will I be able to conceive?"

  The next day, early morning.

  The butler, Sveta, was in a hurry. He didn't even have time to eat breakfast today. Everyone forgot to notify him. Only Master Ruilai went downstairs early in the morning and told him: The caravan is leaving today.

  Holding a piece of roasted sweet potato and slices of bread in his hand, it was like a morning run, and the destination was George's door.

  The bread was finished, and the sweet potato skins were thrown into the land beside the Greystone Avenue, and he also reached the finish line.

   dong dong

   "Hey, George, I have something important to do." Sveta stood in front of a wooden house covering an area of ​​more than two hundred square meters.

  George, who stayed up too long last night, didn't get up early as usual, and rarely stayed in bed for a while.

   In a daze, I heard the housekeeper knocking on the door. He woke up instantly, jumped out of bed and ran to the yard.

  But he saw the butler directly rushing into his small courtyard and standing in the middle. George was in his pajamas, and Sveta looked at each other.

  The butler spread his hands together: "As soon as I push, the door will open."

  Thank you for the 2 monthly tickets voted by the fallen magician

  Thank you for the recommendation tickets from the book friends, thank you very much!

  (end of this chapter)