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"Well, why don't you stop it?" I took Caluccie all the way back to Raphael's tent. I drank tea calmly and looked at the thunderclouds outside the camp with the princesses of the hundred races. Above the dark clouds, it seems that two giant dragons are biting and fighting each other, and from time to time, there is a tremor of energy fluctuations.

I think Raphael, as the elder of the camp, should take the initiative to dedicate himself at this time. Even if he is dead, he will stop the duel of these two people. Isn't this consciousness very good? A **** knight novel, how can you get such a moving supporting role.

"Recently, I have suffered from a backache and I can't move anymore. Let Xiao Wu give you this important task."

Rafael, who had just lifted the tea table out of the door just now, set the teapot and teacups, flushed the hot water, and prepared the pastries, suddenly seemed to be five hundred years old, and sighed and thumped his waist.

"Laughing, Master Raphael, you are magnificent and it's time to make immortal credit." I smiled, reaching for the last piece of pastry.

"Hey, look for a fight." Suddenly, the back of the hand was knocked, and the pastry that was about to fall into Wuzhi Mountain also disappeared into the plate. I saw what Raphael chewed vigorously, and he made a vague lesson. .

"I can't fight haha... Okachi whispers..."

Sorry, I really can't translate this.

The battle between the two world powers...

Narrowing his eyes, his eyes fell to the distance of the camp, the storm center of energy that swept through.

This should be the first time I have watched two such powerful players fight as bystanders. Moreover, the two have the same profession, and even the skills they are good at are very similar. It will be a battle of wisdom. Fierce battle. I really want to take a closer look.

But no, according to my understanding of the old drunkard, if the shameless old woman finds me close, she must be involved in shamelessly, and use me as a shield to let Selna throw the mouse.

Of course, I will not sit still. I don't want to go back and fight with the old drunkard to see if the guy can still beat me to the ground as before and stab me in the head with a spear.

But as a result, it becomes a blame to grab Selna's sister, regardless of winning or losing. After going back, she will be punished by Selna, which is not cost-effective at all.

Therefore, it is better to watch the battle from a distance here, and give the old drunkard a hundred guts, she does not dare to drag the battle into the camp.

This battle that caused the entire camp to panic has lasted for almost an hour, and the night is about to come, and the terrible energy storm on the horizon stopped, not long after. Two figures came from a distance.

The old drunkard still looks like a prodigal prodigal prodigal, carrying a gun in one hand and a hip flask in the other. The red cloak in the back has broken through several large holes, and they are almost rotten rags. His face is black and white, and his body is soft. Scale armor is also ragged.

However, sister Salna walking next to her is similar. The only difference between the two is that the old drunkard is smug. But Selna's face was black.

The outcome is clear at a glance, although Sister Senna has inherited the predecessor's burgundy demon heritage. But it is not a matter of morning and night to fully absorb, and the old drunkard has already integrated the skills of the whole body, and may have recovered to the strength of seven or eight points when the wine-red demon has not fallen and she has not been decadent. It's normal for Selna not to win.

In another two or three years, the old drunkard may not be so chic.

"Go." Sister Selna walked straight up, carrying my collar and dragging away.

"Stinky boy, go to drink together tonight, I invite guests." The old drunkard did not forget to stimulate the sister Salna again, beckoned towards me, and shouted loudly.

"Wait, you bastard, pay back quickly!!!"

She didn’t say okay, as soon as I said it, I remembered it immediately. The old woman who owed a lot of debts actually squeezed me a lot of debts when she was leaving, and almost caused me to be overwhelmed by the debt collectors of bar owners By the way, this account has not been settled with her.

"Ha ha... ha ha ha ha ha, I suddenly remembered that there is something tonight, so I won't go." The old drunkard listened, his neck shrunk, and he ran away with a guilty conscience.

This old drunkard, when he came to the third world, was already able to kill monsters and make money, and he didn't worry about eating and drinking, but he still thought about defaulting. Will sigh Furu.

"Asshole, you stand!" I looked at the figure of the old drunkard slipping away angrily, hoping to rush up, representing the poor creditors of the world, and the barkeepers of the world, giving this guy a good face punch.

After dragging me back, Selna still had a pretty face. It seemed to have formed a layer of ice for thousands of years, and the air was filled with the repressive atmosphere of Her Majesty the Queen [I am very unhappy].

"My elder sister is angry." I played the role of Xiao Guizi, waiting for comfort.

"The old woman of Kasha must have been prepared for a long time before she attacked her sister.

"Humph!" Her Majesty snorted heavily, dissatisfied with my comfort.

"Otherwise, I'll go find the old woman heads-up and help your sister find you back." I couldn't comfort myself. I had a second mind and straightened my body, just like the military commander waiting for the chief to issue an order, please ask.

"No." It's okay. Without saying that, Sister Salna exudes a more unpleasant breath, staring at me closely, her hands protruding without warning, and kneading and pulling on my cheeks.

"I want to defeat the old woman first. Before I defeat the old woman, you can't go to your brother, you know?"

"Purple...purple, another (yes... yes, obey)."

"Well, that's right." Nodded in satisfaction, the anger on Sarina's face slightly converged, withdrew her hand from my face, clenched her fists, and stared at it.

"You don't have to comfort me anymore. Win is to win. Lose is to lose. My strength is a bit worse than the old woman. While I am improving, she is also making progress, and making progress faster."

"That's because she is recovering her strength, and Sister Selna, you are training and improving her strength. The situation is different."

I couldn't help interrupting. How can the two be compared? If you compare strength to life, Selna is desperately raising the upper limit of life, but the old drunkard is recovering life, the difficulty is not the same day.

"These are not reasons." Sister Selina shook her head stubbornly, muttering to herself.

"I'm not strong enough, I'm not strong enough. I have to work harder, just give me three years... No, two years is enough, I will beat the old woman to the ground, even if the old woman can't beat it, Talk about what beats Andalil."

In this way, the breath from her became more lonely and cold. Let me read the distressed and uncomfortable.

"Sister Salna, don't you say that apart from improving your strength, defeating the old drunkard, and defeating Andalil, are there no other important things?"

I didn't wait for Selna's reaction, and I put her in my arms.

"Don’t forget, you still have me. If I only want to improve my strength, I will be lonely."

Looking up at me in a daze. After a moment. Sister Selna, who had frost on her face, finally melted away from the snow. Signs of recovery.

"I really can't help you. If I always like to be so coquettish, I will be very troubled." The corner of my mouth lightly, showing a faint warm smile, Sister Senna took a helpless look like I couldn't help it at all. Stroked his head.

"However, you are right, if I ignore the younger brother for the sake of the old woman Caxia and Andalil, it is my biggest failure and loss of Salna."

"That's it." I lowered my head happily, gently rubbing the pretty face of Selna's face and rubbing her ears.

"It's such a coquettish guy. Because of this, there is always no way to leave you alone."

The flames of affection and love rekindled in my heart, the cold and merciless breath that wrapped around Sharona, and finally melted once, at this time, she, the faint smile on that face, the strong maternal radiance emitted from that body, and the spoiled brother 'S ordinary sister makes no difference.

Looking at this kind of sister Salna, I feel at ease and happy.

It’s really dangerous. It’s me who can’t let go of my sister. It’s only one step away. She’s going to extremes again. Even so, she can concentrate more on martial arts, and her strength improves faster, but, like this What is the difference between Sister Salna and a killing beast?

What I want is that gentle and strong Queen Sister, so, she must not be allowed to fall into the ruthless beast, the extreme of the killing machine, Sister Senna hurts me so much, and will definitely understand and tolerate my selfish and capricious.

"Sister Salna...Must remember these words, whenever and wherever you want, you and I, and your dear brother, need to be taken care of and disciplined."

Slightly rubbing the pretty face of Selna, I murmured sincerely, lips crossed, kissing and licking on her pretty face, and finally sliding to the cold, lonely, On the lips of pride and inviolability, this is a treasure that belongs to me alone.

"Really... take you... there is no way... like this... brother... take care of it... for a lifetime."

Someone who was kissed by me was breathless. Sister Selna finished talking intermittently, and then seized the initiative in an instant, and more actively and enthusiastically passed the queen-like tenderness.

Hug each other, kiss each other, enjoy this unforgettable tenderness, and finally, I don’t know who is hugging, who is kissing, who is filled with happiness and sweetness first, close my eyes first, and slowly fall asleep This is a more satisfying night than a blend.

Early the next morning, I was still half asleep and awakened into my arms and hugged an empty space. I suddenly awakened. There was still the fragrance of Selna in my arms, but the beauty had disappeared.

Again, is Selna a cat attribute? How can I get up and leave silently every time.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he walked out of the door and saw Kalugjie approaching.

"Sister Salna?"

"Sirna went to the training ground."

Sure enough, although she succeeded in preventing Selna from going to extremes last night, her inner arrogance urged her to work harder all the time. She wanted to surpass the old drunkard and want to defeat Andalil. One, the killing queen of the invincible continent.

I can't lose either, and I can't disappoint Sarina.

Rubbed a hard eye. I instructed Caluge to prepare breakfast and lunch, and quickly returned to the tent to wash, and then set off towards the training ground of Lu Gaoyin.

Beansha is still waiting for me there as always, this fool little sister, as long as I don't speak, I am afraid that she will wait like this every day.

I moved her head and touched her fist, shouting hard to cheer. I don't know where I suddenly came out of this enthusiasm, Biansha also followed up with a small fist, full of bang.

It was really turned over by this little teacher.

After training started for a while, Selna suddenly appeared.

Growing up in the forest grassland, as an Amazon, she prefers to use the camp's training ground. I was forced to choose Lugaoin’s larger and more perfect training ground because of the too much movement I had with Beansha, but I didn’t expect that Sister Selna from the campsite also ran to watch my training. Too.

At the beginning, I was a little embarrassed. After all, I was patted in front of my sister like a little sister’s ball, and I didn’t have any face, but I got used to being beaten, and the illusion of heaven appeared. Where can I take care of the above question.

Once again beaten by Bian Sha, this time flying out all the way, it happened to come to the edge of the training ground, at the foot of Sister Selna.

"Brother, do you... really intend to continue training like this?" Sister Salna couldn't help but looked at me miserably.

"No way, who made me stupid." Wiping the blood from the corners of my mouth and nose, I smirked at her.

Sister Salna has absolutely no way to receive such training, so she is beaten up like this. It would be better to kill her.

Fortunately. Inheriting the inheritance of the burgundy demon, Sister Selna will certainly have no shortage of ways to spend the middle level of world power. In the same way, Kaluga is the same.

But I am different. Even if Selna and Karujie told me what they knew, I probably wouldn’t be able to copy the photo album. At least I’m sure that even after learning, it’s not as effective as the current training.

It is miserable, but no one can deny that this is a very efficient method of training promotion. Who can excite the recovery ability and anti-strike ability of the intermediate state to my present level in just one or two months? I don’t think so. Even Sister Sarnah and Kaluga, or my king, may not have the speed I have in the future.

Spy bear's rough skin is born for this training method. Other people can also use this method to train and improve, but the speed is definitely not as good as mine.

Imagine, in the middle level of the power of the world, which adventurer can train with Beansha's fist like me now? Ordinary world mid-level strongmen, afraid of being a punch like Beansha, can get him out of bed for three days and nights.

This is where my strength lies. Let me give up this kind of training and choose other decent training methods. That is why my brain burns out.

Sister Salna is a genius, it is impossible to see this, so she just frowned slightly, but did not stop.

However, she always looked aside, maybe she couldn't help it anymore, and gave Beansha a spear again. At that time, I had no confidence to appease Beansha again.

As soon as my eyes turned, I had an idea in my heart.

"Sister Salna, the training effect of one person is always inferior to that of two people. How about I find you a sparring partner?"

"Oh?" Queen Salna looked sideways, looking at me with interest, waiting for the answer, and did not immediately refuse.

"How about Kaluga, she also broke into the realm of world power not long ago, but don't underestimate her, her talent is not inferior to Altria."

"Really?" The sea-blue gem-like icy eyes looked at me sharply, and then turned to Kaluga.

Although she didn't say anything, she knew in her heart that the elf queen was also a terrible genius, and may even surpass Andalil and become her most powerful opponent in her life.

It also has a powerful aura of the queen, but it is a king and a hegemony. On the contrary, the talent and strength are also very similar. How to look at it, the two talented wizards of Salna and Altria are gods. Strong enemy in life.

Now, the man in front of him who lives as a maid is not inferior to Altria, is it not to say that she is not inferior to her?

It is deceptive to say that Salna is not curious and unimpressed.

"His Royal Highness Liao praised, how dare Karujie compare with Her Majesty the Queen." Karujie bowed slightly, responding in a hurry.

"Is it Liao Zan, you know, Calu Jie, can I bother you to be a sparring sister?"

"It's my honor~lightnovelpub.net~ Seeing Karujie agreed, my eyes fell on Sister Senna.

"Okay, let me see, your strength as a genius not inferior to Altria." The momentum changed, and Salna exuded a dangerous breath like a beast staring at its prey, a spear from Flashed in his hand, pointing to Calucci.

"You can't disturb the training of Your Highness, Lord Selna, please here."

Although Shaerna's momentum is terrible, Karujie's strength is not weak at first, and she often accompanies Altolia, and has become accustomed to such a queen's aura, so she is very calm in the face of Sharon's provocation. , Speaking politely, he turned and walked to the training ground next to him. Without fear of the spear behind him, he would suddenly stab her behind.

"Interesting, brother, you have found a good opponent for me." Licking the lips of the cherry, the eyes of Selna glowed with excitement. The beast was even more bellicose than Seattlek and eager for killing and blood. The momentum has completely exploded...

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