Chapter 82 - Purple FireZhang Yilan ripped off the small backpack and opened it, then smiled and arched her eyebrows.
It turned out that there happened to be two more bottles of Courage Drink and a bag of small cookies in that small backpack. Having already tasted the benefits of that food, Zhang Yilan was naturally overjoyed.
I was going to pocket that food, but then I thought for a second that the little backpack looked like it would be functional anyway, even though the color was a bit faded.
How about carrying it on her back? She wasn't the type of person who was a huge cleanliness freak anyway, and it was nice to have things that worked. Second-hand doesn't matter either.
Once again, he used that long sword to pound the humanoid monster's head for a while without seeing a crystal
