MTL - Lord of the Magical Beasts-Chapter 32 Non-common blow
"Immia brothers, how is the clothes on your body like this? You see, the buttocks are all exposed!" Looking at Imiah, who was gnashing his teeth after the war, Yang Ling shook his head in a pretentious manner, and then said: "Under the eyes of the public It’s not a shame to show off your white buttocks, but you can’t catch cold. Or, go back and change clothes and come back to fight?”
White tender ass?
Under Yang Ling’s kindness reminder, people who have passed through the gods have stared at Imiah’s ass. Sure enough, Imiah's trousers did not know when the flames were burned through a few thumb-sized holes, and the buttocks of the spoiled white flowers were looming.
"Haha, yes, it really is red, it looks better than the monkey's butt!"
"Hey, do they like the Anka family to be ruthless? Sell him to the spring building of the imperial capital of Batu. Just because of his white and tender big butt, the business is absolutely booming!"
"Hahaha, find a few orcs to give him a cool, or, pull him to breed the mother Sharon!"
"No, you should pull him to breed with the public Sharo beast. This wonderful **** can't be buried!"
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After laughing, some of the mercenaries screamed out loudly. After listening to them, they also echoed. I was so angry that Imiah’s eyes were on fire and shivering. If you don't know that you are not an opponent of a unicorn, I am afraid that you will immediately rush to the culprits of Yang Ling.
"Unfortunately, one mistake and then wrong, but unfortunately this is the best equipment!" Seeing Imiah defeated, the temple knight Cruise shook his head.
In Cruise's view, with many of the best equipment on his body, Imia can quickly solve the battle just after the war. With the guardian defense of the earth guardian cloak, Yang Ling was resolutely attacked with a wall of fire. In this way, Yang Ling does not say that he is defeated, but I am afraid that there is no chance to summon evil eyes.
In addition, although the evil eye that Yang Ling summoned was powerful, the speed of movement was slow and the defense ability was extremely poor. This was exposed from the fact that they were vulnerable to the Bata demon. If the experience of Imia is rich enough, before many evil eyes are arrayed, they can be burned to ashes with continuous bursting fireballs.
In this way, Yang Ling will instantly become a bachelor commander. As long as Imiah is chasing after the victory, where is he still having the opportunity to summon the unicorn? It is a pity that Imiah was wrong again and again, wasting a lot of great opportunities for Yang Ling to die.
Cruise believes that if you change yourself to have so many top equipment, just a few rounds can cause Yang Ling to die. The summoner played an obvious role in large-scale operations, but in the single-handedly fighting, it was obviously not good at melee. When he recited the spell to summon Warcraft, it was enough to be killed by a brilliant swordsman or knight.
Off the field, people pointed and shouted loudly. In the field, Imiah gnashed his teeth and stared at Yang Ling, who had a well-rounded chest.
In the face of the cynicism of everyone, watching Yang Ling, who hated the opposite side, Imiah's face was a burst of white. From small to large, he lived freely, and every day he was full of fish and meat. The servants were so comfortable to serve; every time they went out to call, the town of Weissen was old and young. Who would dare to disrespect him? Even some bohemian mercenaries have to pick up their tails to behave.
But all this has changed since I met Yang Ling!
In the Elf tribe, it is necessary to defeat the Elf Warrior in one fell swoop and capture many young and beautiful Elf girls. Who knows that Yang Ling’s **** summoner suddenly killed. He also commanded the unicorn to even bite his **** with a belt of meat, which made him squat in bed for a month.
Not lying for a month, but facing down for a whole month! Thinking of the kind of jail-like taste, Imiah could not wait to make Yang Ling frustrated.
After contacting the Killer Association, I just wanted to drink a glass of wine to celebrate the bad news of the attempted assassination. For a few days, I swallowed a few days. Under the circumstance of the counselor Goode, I contacted the Bantu Empire Royal Swordsman Battis. I thought I could finally kill the man with a knife and hate the snow. Who knows that in the end, it happened to be self-defeating. Instead, Yang Ling took the opportunity to draw the two characters of 'Anka' on Batist's **** and humiliated him.
What is shy and ugly, what is wrong, what is hate?
These days, Imiah deeply tasted the taste that I have never tasted before. Since the loss of the Elf tribe, he feels that everything has changed.
The father replied to the blood of his own dog, and the counselor Gud looked at himself from time to time and sighed. Even the slaves and family members who had always been like dogs were whispering behind them.
There are rumors that they don't learn nothing, and they can't do anything without the help of their fathers. There are also rumors that Yang Ling is recruiting horses on a large scale, and he is attacking his own castle. All kinds of gossips fill every corner of the castle. Every time I accidentally heard it, Imiah felt that the blood was rising, and I could not wait to alive the tongue of the guy who spread the message.
He is fed up!
If you endure this way, Imiah even suspects that he will become a madman, a madman who will bite when he sees people.
"Immia brothers, are you okay? Could it be unfortunate that I was said to be in the bottom, and I was cold when I showed my ass!" Seeing Imiah's gas was a mess, and she was trembling. Yang Ling was smiling on the surface, but her heart was stunned. A bad smell came out.
Cool, it is so cool!
When you love someone, you are not as pretentious as some pop singers, and you have to find ways to pursue it. Similarly, when you hate a person, you must fight from the spirit and the body, knock him down and then press it on, so that he can never turn over.
Looking at the face of the people under the slap in the face of a burst of white Imiah ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ Yang Ling feels better than a knife on his chest.
"Hey, this guy is getting more and more interesting!" Listening to people who are unscrupulous, look at Imiah, who is so vomiting blood, and then look at Yang Ling, who has a knife in his smile. The old man in black appreciates nodding.
"Interesting?" Looking at the handsome Yang Ling in the field, Meryls said in a heart, "It is rare for a tutor to appreciate a person, but in the end it is not used, but also try to know!"
"Merrills, the other person may be born in an ancient family with great power, pay attention to the size, don't be arrogant!" The old man in black shook his head, and Meryl's character was the clearest.
The black man does not say okay, he said that Meryls is more interested in Yang Ling. Conquering a man who is praised by a mentor is definitely more exciting than conquering a rich and powerful aristocrat. She is full of confidence in her charm. There has never been a man who has not been fascinated by himself. He has not been there before. He has not, and there will be no future.
After a few words, the old man in black slowly closed his eyes and carefully detected the hidden magical fluctuations on the opposite side of the hill. The master does not move, but the movement is like a lion fighting rabbit, a fatal blow, carefully driving the ship for thousands of years.
Off the court, people talked a lot and shouted loudly. On the field, Imiah is making difficult choices. Looking at Yang Ling, who was full of scorn, and listening to the people getting more and more unbearable, he felt like he was going crazy.
Fight with him?
After hesitating for a moment, Imiah bit his teeth and cut his wrist, and drenched the red blood to the strange snake demon staff. Suddenly, the strange staff sent a magical fluctuation.
