Second World Book

After scolding Mandela for a meal, Lin Mo was in a good mood, sitting back, tilting Erlang's legs and pouring himself a glass of red wine.

"Killing you will not solve the problem! And your life will not be worth that much."

Mandela smiled bitterly and said sadly: "Yeah, I'm just a broken Yalong, and I can't match my 11-year-old sister. But I still have to say that even if I come again, I won't regret it. ."

"Huh?" Lin Mo's eyes were surprised, and he was still thinking that Mandela would say something low-key, but did not expect that there was such a turning point.

"It is as strong as you, still willing to stay in the "noname", it is impossible to understand the meaning of the flag, name and reputation of the guardian community! Betrayed by the powerful heir, the lingdao people are ill in chuang, in order to support the community that has fallen, We must bet on our lives!" Mandela resisted the power from Linmer and spoke out his bitter words in a single breath.

Yes, die if you don’t fight, and not be recognized by other class dominators. There is only one sister at home. Except for internal affairs, you can’t fight at all. There is no elite who can stand alone. What can you save?

"Is the powerful heir referring to salad?" Lin Mo narrowed his eyes.

"Yes! The elder sister of the mature power should have inherited'salamandra'. If the father is not sick, he does not need Sandora in his early tens to sit in the seat of the dominator..." Mandela pityed himself The younger sister, the seat of the dominator, is not so easy to sit in, and must withstand the pressure from all sides anytime, anywhere.

"Forget it! This time it is us who get the most benefits! So, I want to ask you now, are you waiting for ‘salamandra’ to be our ‘noname’ alliance?”

Lin Mo naturally couldn't really drop ‘salamandra’, no matter how much more one person has, and after this incident, they can say that they were completely tied to the ‘noname’ chariot.

"Huh?!" Mandela was overjoyed, or rather surprised.

"Why not?"

"No, no, lord, Lingmei really admires the lord..." Mandela was so happy that he couldn't hold his mouth for a moment.

"...Cough! Rumei is very young, wait for a while! I will accept her again..." Lin Mo was embarrassed, Mandela, the uncle, very good!

Mandela's mouth opened wider, he didn't mean that. What did he say, or Lord Dragon King, how did he always understand the words of others?

"Go on! I'm going to take a break! Remember, don't let outsiders disturb me. By the way, entertain that Pumpkin Jack and Aisha." Lin Mo waved his hand and sent a'guest' without giving Mandela the opportunity to explain. , Quickly roll over, brother-in-law!

Mandela’s current expression, not to mention more wonderful, and finally thinking again and again, still decided not to say it’s a good thing, and, if Sandora can really marry the Dragon King Lin Mo and have a son and a half, “salamandra” is true It has risen altogether, and this idea has not been lost before.

As soon as the door closed, Lin Mo immediately set up the enchantment, and a corner of his mouth showed a curve: "Is it really a dead pursuit? Then don't blame me."

...

Three-digit door!

In the vast wilderness, Jialing was hotly pursued, but Lin Mo’s realm of the big demon, escaped, but the realm of space, the speed was beyond imagination.

But Jialing as a four-figure demon king of the broken level, plus the golden-winged Dapeng carving bloodline (the daughter of Jialing Luo), one exhibition is 90,000 miles (two exhibitions = 180,000 miles), which is more than the heavenly sacred cloud (ten Tens of thousands of miles) must be fast, and is one of the seven demon kings.

The reason why it is called is because Jialing possesses the highest break-through [gift] against gods and dragons, and its scorching flame is the highest attack among the seven demon kings.

But I couldn’t keep up with the ‘shadow’, and I was completely annoyed!

The black deed file shuffled, and the dark purple shadow stopped suddenly.

[Gift Game Name: Catch the Thief

Participants column: Buddha stolen treasures

Condition of Passing: Defeat the Peng Demon King.

How to pass: Defeating the demon king Jialing.

Failure conditions: Confessing defeat or failing to meet the above conditions.

Oath will abide by the above rules and hold this gift contest in the name of glory, flag, and game sponsor.

"Peng Demon King" seal. 】

This "gift" competition conducted by the black "sponsorship of the organizer" limited the realm monster body and could not escape. The monster body cracked a mouth, and the devil's eyes inside stared at Jialing, and the terrible breath was released.

"You are a three-digit number?" Jialing's pretty face changed. She thought that this shadow would only escape. She was proficient in space escape technology. She never thought that the exposed breath was far more than her.

There is no answer, there are countless fissures in the surrounding void, forming a wide range of gap junctions, completely sealing this area, and the gap is constantly expanding and devouring the surrounding space.

"Damn—! Do you want to pull the demon king into the unknown space?" Jialing suddenly saw the doorway, dancing with both hands, two groups of high-temperature flames, turned into flame birds, and shot out.

Boom--!

The flame burst, and the terrible high temperature swept the entire space, but the body in the gap did not care. The magic eye turned, and the flame burning the space suddenly became ethereal and then dissipated.

"What?!" Seeing this scene, Jialing's heart suddenly sank, and at the same time looked at the magic eyes in the huge gap space full of dread. The surrounding space is completely engulfed by the gap, turning into a huge, gravity-free space with chaotic colors!

"Vulcan Gun—!" Jia Lingjiao drank and rushed towards the realm of the realm. She had a hunch that she must break the magic eye inside, otherwise she would be completely killed by the ability to extinguish fire.

"Successful!" Instant flash, appeared in front of the gap, the flame gun stabbed past, different from the previous flame, this is the flame of gold wings, once touched, even the soul will not remain.

But at the next moment, Jialing's pretty face suddenly stiffened, because from the deep space fissure, a hand was stretched out/extended, and her strongest flame was pinched with bare hands.

"It's so hot--!" Along with the surprised magnetic cry, the flame gun was crushed, turned into a little spark, and fluttered, illuminating the beautiful and glamorous face of Jialing. ..

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