Chapter 791： Axe in Class (Part 2) (2/2)
”You're so tender~”
”Anus him!!”
I have heard that there have been some specializations in the art industry, and you who are in the professional field of the spiritual field can't control it.
But no one wanted to go up and fight Liu Renjun while holding the nosebleed with one hand, it was not shameful enough.
Face is indeed a good thing, who doesn't want it?
Especially for Master Warlock, who has been unpopular with Mingguang's first number in the sky for more than two hundred years, when are so many people cheering for him and cheering for him?
Most of the time when they saw him, half of the people could not wait for his parents to give birth to six more legs and then they could run sideways. The remaining half were caused by broken ankles, maddened sheep, and anemic shock. .. In short, it is impossible to run.
Master Warlock is called a joy, that’s called excitement. Good fellow, just say that Master Warlock is always running and the sun is shining, okay, good, since I have Lord Warlock...emmmm, and Lin Shou, I have been enveloped by Lord Warlock. The dark cloud above his head was completely dispelled by the bright fel fire. Hey!
Master Warlock was full of enthusiasm, carrying a horse race on his arm to dance a storm of swordsmanship for everyone, and smoothly threw the two ponies, pia, that were about to lose their shape, to the ground.
Hand over,
”Hehe, concession, concession!”
Won a round of applause.
If it wasn't for the wrong time, Liu Renjun really wanted to yell ”Who are you riding on a horse, snakeskin, crazy!” What kind of a ghost is this one who just popped out? It's almost inexplicable, is it a clown?
In view of the fact that there is a big flame woman standing on top of this head that is not easy to provoke at first glance, and waved to disperse her mental storm is actually more nasty than it looks, Liu Renjun sneered and found it interesting.
”Who are you, report your name! A certain Liu Renjun has never encountered a spiritual talent, nor does he kill an unnamed ghost!”
”Warlock.”
Liu Renjun said,
”You...Huh??”
His expression suddenly stiffened, and his voice changed like a drake caught in his neck.
Master Warlock is really famous and terrifying!
Liu Renjun's almost green face suppressed the surging mental storm in his head, hehe with a dry smile,
”Jiu...Jiu Yang Da Ming, you... you... just called me, did you... know?”
A boo.
This person is afraid that he doesn't even want his face.
But... when everyone thought of the guy who was choked to death on the road by the old man Guazi, the eyes that looked at Liu Renjun couldn't help but bring a bit of same (xing) love (zai) into (le) points (huo). ).
Master Warlock smiled slightly, with a simple and honest expression, and the beautiful silver flames above her head were eye-catching.
”Mental storm, right? Huh?!”
”Oh~”
The silver flame beauty on the top of the warlock's head suddenly let out a cry of tears, but everyone who heard it subconsciously clamped his legs, his face flushed.
Liu Renjun was different, he only felt that a great majesty was directly crushed on the sea of his spiritual power, as fast as thunder.
The mental power competition is a hundred times more dangerous than the fist to the flesh fight, and the victory or defeat is only in a single thought.
However, the mental shock from the warlock was even thousands of times more terrifying than the mental storm generated by the mental power he had raised several times for some reason. Before it was approaching, he had already had an irresistible idea.
”Oh, it turns out, can anyone really reach this level?”
Liu Renjun completely gave up the resistance, no matter what, he was not afraid of being tortured out of his mind.
”Om~”
Liu Renjun only felt a numbness in his mind, and the pleasure was surging like a tide, and there was no reason for a moment.
But what others saw was this:
Just listening to the beauty of the silver flame on the top of the warlock’s head, the Qingming in Liu Renjun’s eyes instantly turned into confusion, and the whole person’s facial expressions became... trivial. After an inexplicable tremor, his entire face was actually covered. A kind of brilliance that can be described as ”sacred”-just like a sage based on a moral commanding height.
”...”
”what?”
”This...what's the situation...”
Yes, that's right.
If Mr. Zhou Zhou were there, he would be able to recognize at a glance the ”death climax” named by his own humble apprentice full of awe.
Not fatal, no harm, but...
Liu Renjun awoke from the confusion, a strange cold and slippery sensation prompted him to look down at his legs.
”Puff~”
”Ahhhh~”
”Is there...Is there...Puff~”
Well, take back the above remarks, to some extent, this is indeed a fatal crit injury.
”Don't do it!!”
Just when everyone was in a daze, a loud roar awakened everyone.
Lin Chou hung on the dazzling shovel, whizzing from the west of Mingguang, and when he flew to the gate of the second wall, he let go of his hands and slammed into the floor tiles beside the warlock.
Climbing out of the big pit, patted the ashes on his body, Chao Liu Renjun looked around for a few times before he breathed a sigh of relief, looking up and down the warlock.
”Are you okay? Do you feel something is wrong?”
Warlock:? ? ?
”Huh...you both ate this handsome food, I was worried...forget it, now it seems completely fine.”
Lin Chou did a kind of useless work. It seems that sometimes some worries about Gouyue's slutty system are completely unnecessary.
”Go away.”
Saying that he waved his hand very handsomely, and made a gesture of catching the gods.
”Shovel!”
Thirty seconds passed without any movement.
”...”
Lin Chou muttered embarrassingly,
”Mad ran away inadvertently, it might have to fly for a while...”
”Wow!”
Then he tied himself tightly with the big iron chain that was attached to the shovel, and threw the shovel out again. The iron chain creaked, and as the shovel flew away, the straightness of the shovel instantly made Lin Chou ”swoosh”. Followed and flew out.
The evolvers were dumbfounded,
”I go...”
”It's bright...”
”Simply!”
Someone shouted,
”Hey, boss Lin is playing with swordsmanship, Li Shizhen's skin.”
In the end, he really heard it.
With the sound of a shovel breaking through the air, Lin Chou's sudden arrogant voice threw it to the ground.
”If the sky doesn't give birth to me, someone Lin, shovel the way forever like a long night!”