Chapter 162: spoof (2)
The four people were clearly lying on the ground sleeping in the dark, and the swordsman was only accompanied by the seemingly weak and inexperienced little pharmacist. They had been looking at each other just now, and the little pharmacist was clearly sitting on the ground calmly, without any attack except for rubbing his hands due to nervousness.
Could it be that guy has some kind of epilepsy or something? "The hesitation was a bit far away, so the four of them didn't even notice what Shen Yanxiao's hand movements were. In addition, the swordsman blocked a part of Shen Yanxiao's body, so these people never dreamed that the little pharmacist they were making trouble with would be that terrifying high-level sorcerer!
That's right, Shen Yanxiao, who has already learned the fifth level combination spell, has reached the level of a high-level sorcerer. However, she hesitates that there is no one around who knows about sorcerers to answer her questions, so Shen Yanxiao only thinks that she has just entered the threshold of a sorcerer.
I still feel like a wizard apprentice or something in my heart.
The four teenagers didn't feel anything unusual, they just thought it was a sudden illness or something on the swordsman's body.
On the other hand, the priest in the team was sent over by several people to check on the swordsman's situation, while the archer continued to hold his bow and arrow towards Shen Yanxiao to prevent him from waking up other teammates.
The priest held the staff in his hand and walked slowly to the swordsman's side. He cautiously glanced at the smiling Shen Yanxiao, completely unaware that there was anything wrong with the little devil. The other party looks like a little guy around thirteen years old, still a pharmacist, with no attack power at all. Judging from her age, she is probably a newcomer who has not officially started her career as a pharmacist, and it is absolutely impossible to refine any terrifying potion for self-defense.