"I just want to ask one question, are your legs a decoration? Can't you run back?"

In the fortress of Mercedes-Benz, Lu Fan reluctantly endured the close contact of one muscular hunk, even turning a page of a book, he would bump into a few buttocks.

After all, there were seventy people in the entire fortress, and each of them was a muscular man, and one could be used as two.

This is simply a torture for a devil who has extremely high requirements for the quality of life.

"No way!" Luo Lin squeezed his head out and said, "This is the fastest way!"

"Can you speak more quietly, it feels more stuffy."

"Anyway, you can't beat me now! Why don't you speak up!"

"When you arrive at the station, you will die. When that happens, we will count the old and new hatred together."

"Master Luo Lin, who is this?" asked Luo Lin with a **** on his face.

"That is... a brave man! And he is the most perfect brave man in history. If only one person can kill the devil, then it must be him!"

"I thank you." Lu Fan gritted his teeth and said.

"You're welcome, Lord Brave!"

When the fort returned to the 22nd Military District and 70 soldiers came out of the fort, the entire military district was a sensation.

The surviving soldiers embraced their colleagues enthusiastically, and they were completely shocked by the news that the army of walking corpses had been eliminated.

But the death of the deputy commander also caused an uproar.

According to Luo Lin's statement, the other party took the initiative to stay with Luo Lin to resist the tide of corpses.

Such an alternate hero actually fell here, which further strengthened the reputation of the pseudo-devil Belo.

Many brave candidates began to go here, and were ready to wait for the opportunity to kill the pseudo-devil, in exchange for more prestige and power.

In the 22nd Military District, Luo Lin was drinking to heal his injuries, and by the way, he admired the tortured portrait of the master painter.

It would be a pity that the demon king did not come to be the chief of the trial court.

After torturing the **** painter, the demon lord Lu Fan sat down opposite Luo Lin in good spirits.

"You look a bit miserable." Lu Fan took a sip of milk.

"But it's cool!"

Looking around, Lu Fan found that this place had been transformed into a large fitness camp, where a large number of exiles exercised their muscles, and it looked so yang.

One of the guys is a bit familiar, and is extremely hardworking.

"Who is that guy?"

"Which? He, the commander here, Ferdinand II."

"He probably has no children yet."

"It's early to get married, and looking at this posture, he should live with a man for a lifetime."

Not far away, Ferdinand II had just finished a set of exercises.

Many days of high-intensity exercise and a lot of diet made his body exceptionally healthy.

The body that was once hollowed out by tobacco and alcohol is gradually recovering, making the figure of this down-and-out former nobleman look decent.

A few muscular hunks brought him water and meat, and squeezed his chest muscles smoothly, and joked: "The young man is doing well."

"You guys are pretty good too." Ferdinand II admired the lines of the opponent's muscles, "help me later, I want to abuse my trapezius."

"no problem."

Lu Fan withdrew his gaze.

A bit spicy eyes.

Fitness should be moderate, otherwise it will only attract the same sex, or be attracted to the same sex.

I don't know what kind of expressions Ferdinand III, who will become a god, will show when he knows that his father has such a history.

At this time, Ferdinand II also noticed here.

He wiped the sweat off his body, put on a towel and walked over and asked, "Luo Lin, Mr. Brave, don't you go to exercise?"

"I will come later!"

"Forget it, I had already exercised enough yesterday." Lu Fan waved his hand.

"Um... OK. You guys keep resting, I'm going to keep exercising."

After speaking, he immediately returned to the exercise field to temper himself.

"Nice young man, isn't it?" Luo Lin unsealed the second barrel of wine and drank it.

"Yes."

After drinking the barrel of wine, Luo Lin looked at Lu Fan and asked, "What are you here for? You didn't feel that I was in danger, so you came here to save me."

"It's just by chance, I relieved the **** of health from paying attention to you. You should be missing the attention of a **** now, so I recommend a **** to you."

"Who?"

"The God created by my subordinates. He has only a mechanical part and no emotional part. This **** will be a perfect container to trigger your power. He was originally called Alaya Consciousness, but because of this The name was a bit sloppy, so I changed it to the nameless god."

Luo Lin thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes, the intensity of the war has started to increase recently, and I also need to increase my strength. What is his creed?"

"It's difficult to summarize, you can see for yourself."

Taking out the creed the players had summarized before, Lu Fan handed a thick book to Luo Lin.

Opening the three-hundred-page book, Luo Lin found that it was not so much a creed of a god, but a philosophical enlightenment.

Its most basic creed is only one: people have the right to pursue their own happiness, and they also have the obligation to obtain happiness.

In the subsequent chapters, all the content is explaining and planning personal happiness and group happiness, explaining in detail the way to resolve conflicts between personal happiness and group happiness, and the logical basis behind it.

Luo Lin was a little careless when he saw it at first, but as he continued, he put down the wine barrel, carefully figured out the content, and continued to make emotional voices.

When he finally closed a book, he seemed to drank a barrel of wine with an expression of joy on his face.

"Beautiful! After reading this book, I feel that I have opened the door to a new world! Happiness, interesting views! And happiness is not only a right, but also an obligation. This kind of reciprocity gives happiness a new way to explain it. And found a good balance between the individual and the collective! The person who wrote this book is a professor, right?"

"Yes, it's him."

"If he is not a slime, I will let him do the next king! Thank you, devil, I am willing to accept this god! And when I return to the Roland Church, I will let him be the guardian of the Roland Church. God's!"

"That would be great. I will stay here for a few days. I still need to deal with the pseudo-devil's affairs. Okay, master painter, you can come down after three hours of hanging."

"The Devil... No, Lord Brave, I didn't participate in them, why should I suffer this?" the master painter sobbed and asked.

"One person makes a mistake, the whole family is guilty."

"You don't make sense!"

"I'm justified."

"Asshole!"

Ignoring the accusation of the **** painter, Lu Fan saw two slimes flashing past not far away. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

As he walked over, Lu Fan saw the super college-level fraudster and the super college-level actor standing together, bending slightly.

"Meet the Lord Demon Lord."

"You don't need to be so polite, I still have a lot of things, please report the latest information to me as soon as possible."

"Of course, but before that, that, reward..."

"No problem, but is this all right?"

"Of course it can, rather it is the supreme reward."

Lu Fan sighed helplessly, then squeezed the super college-level fraudster and put it on his shoulders.

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