Seeing that Su Mo had reached the door, Alash, who was covered in scars, quickly limped to catch up, hugged his thigh tightly, and cried with snot and tears.

"Master, I don't care what you want to do, but please at least treat the wound on my body first, I'm hurting to death now..."

Su Mo was furious, kicked Arash to the ground with one foot, and stomped on him!

"Didn't you see Lao Tzu is busy? You're here to disturb Lao Tzu, don't you want to live?"

Alash: "Ah ... don't fight, it hurts, forgive me, I know wrong! I shouldn't disturb you!"

"!!!"

The staff of Chaldea and all the heroic spirits held their breaths and stared at Su Mo who had been violent to Alash, but no one dared to persuade him.

About a minute later, Su Mo stopped when he saw that Arash was silent.

Taking a long breath, he wiped the sweat from his forehead. Su Mo straightened the collar on his "Memorial Blonde" shirt. After doing all this, he stood at the door of the glass door of the control room, and he was already stunned inward. The crowd warned.

"Remember, don't knock on Lao Tzu's door before tomorrow morning, or you will understand the consequences!"

After finishing speaking, Su Mo turned his head and smiled politely at Jeanne Arc who was standing beside him: "Let's go"

"Um……"

Black Joan of Arc's heroic pretty face flashed a shy red, and he hummed softly, so Su Mo hugged her slender waist and led her towards his master's lounge.

"It's more than inhumane... It's just a loss of conscience, this Master, I've been bloody moldy for eight lifetimes!!"

When Su Mo walked away, Arash couldn't hold it any longer, tears bursting out of his eyes and he cried out in a heart-wrenching way.

What are you still doing, hurry up and save people!

Dr. Roman, who reacted, exclaimed and called several Chaldean staff to carry Arash onto a stretcher and send him to the infirmary for rescue...

...... Before the transfer of the spirit child.

"By the way, boy, my mother asks you something. When we fought before, how did you keep summoning your troops? Is your magic power inexhaustible?"

Heizhen asked Su Mo in a bad tone. She was very curious about this, but it was no wonder that the reason why she lost was largely because of Su Mo's fighter planes and tanks.

Hearing that Joan of Arc asked about this matter, Su Mo's eyes flashed with light.

"This is complicated to say."

"Then tell the old lady simply."Black Joan of Arc commanded domineeringly.

o oooooo asking for flowers oo oooooooo

"Actually, I don't have a lot of magic power. The reason why I can keep summoning the army to fight is because of the magic dress I wear, he has the function of replenishing the magic, as long as I do some sex with the female heroic spirit who signed a contract with me~ I can recover my magic power."

"It's actually like this... That means I was defeated by your lustful things?" Black Joan looked at Su Mo in disbelief.

"That's it. In addition, after the battle just now, my magic power has been used up now, so if you want to experience the pleasure of output explosion, then give me magic to restore my magic power."Su Mo said to Black Joan in a serious manner.

"What? You say it again?"

Black Jeanne squinted and looked at Su Mo condescendingly, frowning slightly, Su Mo could even see a hint of mockery flashing through her golden pupils.

......................................

"Do you want to be burned to death for making such a request to the old lady?"

"It's not that I want to take advantage of you."Su Mo's expression did not change, he said brazenly: "I didn't force you, this is the situation, I don't have any magic power on me, I want to recover to the point where I can throw my three auxiliary skills on you to strengthen your output, why? It would take five days, right?"

"Five days? Hmph, isn't it just five days, I'll wait!"

"If that's the case, then wait."Su Mo shook his head in disappointment. He originally thought that he could trick Black Joan into the bed, but in the end, it was all in vain.

"Stop!" Black Joan shouted and stopped Su Mo.

"what happened?"

"If you do lust~ lust, um... I mean to replenish the magic, or there is no way to make your magic power not recover and strengthen the old lady, the old lady will burn you to death, understand?"

"Huh?!" Su Mo was shocked when He heard what Black Jeanne said.

He had lost all hope at first, but can it be said that happiness came too suddenly?

Hei Zhende glanced at the stunned Su Mo: "By the way, I'm already strong enough, I don't look down on the strengthening of your aids, but... as a strong person, there is no one who doesn't want to be stronger. One floor...cough, I mean, if you don't give a lesson to you who made such a request, you may be more and more excessive to the old lady in the future. After all, just after you signed the contract, you asked the old lady to fuck with you. *, isn't that weird?"

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PS: The story of Joan of Arc has been written, come to the skirt and ask for the chapter.

Chapter [-]: The Shura Field with Heizhen and Qingji

The next morning, Su Mo slowly opened his eyes, then put his hand on the bed next to him and touched it.

"Um……?"

A little sleepy, Su Mo rubbed his eyes and looked at the bed next to him. In the next moment, he found that Black Joan, who had been fighting with him from last night until the early morning, was gone.

"Strange, where did the Joan of Arc go? Alas... I wanted to talk to her again in the morning."

Su Mo scratched his head, because he just woke up, his brain was not running very fast, and he couldn't guess where Hei Village went.

At this time, there was a commotion in the corridor outside, and the commotion became louder and louder, and Su Mo could even hear the scolding mixed in it.

"Who is it that disturbs people's dreams early in the morning! Go to other places to make noise!"

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