Infinite Heroes Seat

"Woo! It's delicious, delicious!"

Seeing the girl sitting in front of him, her mouth wriggling, her face bulging into an oval shape, and she was still swallowing, Mo Wen suddenly felt a faint affection in her heart. It was not the kind between men and women. After all, After so many beauties, Mo Wen is not very interested in young girls and airports. It’s just that Inticus’s clean smile like an angel that day made him feel pure, and subconsciously he didn’t want to. She was hurt.

White skin, green eyes, and long silver hair like a waterfall, with the pure white nun's dress with gold trim, it is really cute, especially with the attributes of natural staying and food, it is not the best pet Can anyone sell cute and cure them? Of course, Mo Wen does not deny that he is also very interested in the one hundred and three thousand magical books in Inticus's mind.

"Hmm! I'm full!"

After taking care of the food for at least five people, the girl finally patted her belly with a contented face, and then looked at Mo Wen with a look like a god.

"Thank you for the hospitality. I have never eaten such delicious food in my life. You must be the angel the Lord came down to save me!"

It’s no wonder that Inticus is so exaggerated. Let’s not mention whether there is any delicious food in places like the British Puritan. Inticus has only one year of memory at the moment, and this memory is still on the run and can be eaten. The stuff is pretty good, where can I tell the taste, and with Baiyi in his body, Mo Wen's culinary skills are second only to Huang Rong in the Hall of Heroic Spirits, and he has hardly encountered an opponent.

Looking at Intix's eyes that almost released the little star, Mo Wen smiled faintly.

"It's just a meal, but this r, don't you introduce yourself first, and why are you hanging on my balcony?"

"My name is Index."

"As you can see. I am a priest. Ah, here is the point. Not the Vatican system, but the British Puritan side."

"I am a magician, my magic name is. It means a pure lamb sacrificed to protect the knowledge of the strong."

"Because I was hunted down. I originally wanted to jump from the roof of that building to the roof of this building, but I fell off..."

Listen to the girl chattering endlessly. Mo Wen didn't have a trace of dissatisfaction, but listened with a smile on his face, the golden sunlight shining on his blond hair, dazzling like a god.

"--That? Don't you think it's weird? Things like magic?" Under the influence of some strange temperament on Mo Wen's body. Inticus couldn't help getting nervous.

Although the magical world has existed in this world for a long time, it is still not accessible to ordinary people, so the young man's attitude made her a little curious.

Mo Wen waved his hand indifferently, "Since this world has superpowers, it's not surprising that there is magic."

In District Seven, Aleister shivered slightly in the glass container.

"Fantasy killer, the possibility that the person behind the magic side is more than 60%"

"However. The impact is not significant, it is still being predicted."

"Superpowers?" Intiqs tilted her head in confusion, and for some reason, a pity expression suddenly appeared on her face. It seemed that he was looking at a child who had reached the age when he should be looking for a job and was still immersed in the assumption that he was a superman.

"Hello, Ms. r?" Although he didn't have the ability to read mind, Mo Wen could still see the thoughts in Inticus's heart. Don't even recognize the existence of superpowers?"

"Puff!" Inticus covered her mouth and chuckled, and then beckoned, "If you want to learn magic, I can teach you, there is no need to pretend to be that way! It seems like a kid who is unwilling to be beaten by others. !"

"Hey, here is the academy city, super powers are not uncommon. As long as the medicine is injected into the vein, the neck is energized, and the ears listen to the special rhythm of the earphones, anyone's head can be'developed'. Everything can be developed with science. To explain, why don’t you acknowledge its existence?"

"Then what superpowers do you have?"

"—My right hand, as long as it is touched like this, any special ability—"

At this point, Mo Wen's tone paused slightly. If he remembers correctly, in the original book, when Inticus and Shangjo Touma met for the first time, the latter did not believe in the existence of magic, but the former did not believe in magic at all. She has never doubted about superpowers, especially to heal her own injuries, but she clearly pointed out the difference between superpowers and magicians. Superpowers who are no longer ordinary people cannot use the magic invented for ordinary people. Yes, and there are still super powers like'Raw Stones' in this world that can use super powers without development, so ——Indikes who has mastered the one hundred and three thousand magic guide books will not know the super powers. The presence?

Thinking of this, Mo Wen's face turned dark, and the next moment he suddenly pinched Intiqs's cheek, pulling his hands vigorously.

"—Is it this mouth? Is it this mouth? After just eating my cooking, come to tease my master?"

"Hey, who told you to pretend to be an archbishop to scare people!"

After being pinched, her face turned into an oval, Inticus said in a lisp, but as Mo Wen continued to use her force, a flame burst out of her eyes, and her mouth grew!

The little nun seems to have a habit of biting when she is angry.

but--

Click!

"--Well!"

A cry of sorrow sounded in Mo Wen's small room.

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"Okay, okay," Mo Wen looked at the Weeping Intiqusi who was covering his mouth and cheeks, a sense of guilt inexplicably arose in Mo Wen's heart, and he roughly understood what had happened.

Supreme (b+/a+): Whether you are in martial arts, religion, or the ruling and the opposition, you are the king among them, and no one is more respected than you. (Effect: Passive, inherently possesses invisible coercion. When facing the enemy, if the opponent's mind is not strong, he will be deterred, all abilities will be reduced, charm will be increased b+/a——a-/a+, dominance will be increased, and his subordinates will betray The probability has dropped significantly, and the power of related skills and treasures has increased.)

Since his inherent skills are not the type of active blessing, Mo Wen has never paid much attention to it. However, this kind of superior influence still affects Inticus. In the world of religion, this temperament has far more influence than those. The hierarchical gap in feudal society is serious. After all, the latter is only the relationship between people, while the former is the relationship between gods and people.

So feeling that she was under the influence of some kind of strange magic from Mo Wen, Inticus wanted to make a little joke with Mo Wen, and then she fought back under oppression.

Of course, since Mowen is now the body of a heroic spirit, her body is much stronger than that of Kamijou in the original work. Although Inticus's mouth is still sharp, she still lays her teeth in front of a body comparable to steel. Now, it seems that the biting incident that made Shangjoo unhappy will not happen to Mo Wen.

However, the playfulness brought the relationship between the two people a lot closer. Seeing the cute look of Inticus, Mo Wen just let out a chuckle, and seemed a little happy.

"Stay, Inticus, you should have nowhere to go, just stay with me!"

He stretched out his right hand and touched Inticus's little head.

However, the latter's eyes quickly dimmed, and she shook her head, "What I just said is true. I am being chased and killed now, so I can't hurt you!"

Mo Wen waved his hand indifferently, "Don't look at me like this, I'm also very strong, in front of this hand—"

Mo Wen's words stopped, he discovered that he had just accidentally touched Inticus's head with his right hand.

Seeing that Mo Wen's body suddenly stiffened, Intiqus raised her head in confusion. The next moment, the cap of the'Mobile Church', which claimed to be the Pope's grade capable of defending against nuclear bombs, turned into a piece of nothing in the sound of glass shattering. The sewn fabric slipped from Inticus' smooth hair.

"That—Indix, I didn't mean—"

"Woo-my mobile church, I bite!"

Click!

"——Um!" Another scream ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ resounded in Mo Wen's small room.

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Sitting on the bed with her legs spread apart, Inticus was carefully trying to restore her hat, looking at the sunlight outside the house, after a long time, she quietly asked Mo Wen, who was leaning back against the bed.

"Will you accompany me to hell?"

The girl showed a hard-working and helpless smile, with faint expectations in her eyes, but more silently refused.

But the man sitting under the bed laughed.

"What's the joke, who would do that kind of dishonest thing?"

In the girl's slightly disappointed but more relieved gaze, he clenched the fist of his right hand.

"I will break **** and pull you up!"

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