Chapter 159: 14. Inhumans (9)

Qiang's thoughts had just emerged, and the wild instincts in the blood also gave him an advice to suppress the impulse to betray:
The more beautiful, the more dangerous.
It is fortunate that the body has not developed enough to be able to do everything, and has never experienced the joy of shaking and embracing. The immaturity of his body and mind made him avoid the fragrant traps, and did not behave like the men who were out of virginity in front of the demon girl than the domestic dog.
Will this woman really do this kind of unhelpful thing? Will the slave merchant listen to her? There is absolutely no guarantee about these things.
The multiple-choice questions still exist, and the worries and sufferings of how to answer them grow further with the passage of time.
"My time is not unlimited, please hurry up."
The witch told the truth, behind the thin smile, the men's indecent voices echoed, which made the mixed race more sick and upset.
"Will you keep your promise?"
The chestnut boy holding the short stick made a humorous voice, and the men had a clear sense of sight at the beginning.
The past scenes are unearthed from memory, bloody, betrayal, stupid, desperate, ironic... Various plots used to meet the needs of morbid entertainment seem to be staged again, and men who work in virtues are expected to bring a difference from the past To stimulate them to continue this tedious work, and now-
"Of course, I set the rules of the game. If you don't obey, will the game's highlights and fun be all gone?"
Salome smiled slightly, stuffed with lies and bad faith, and put on the lines of the [credit] coat to export generously.
"But you can also overturn your own rules. Laying money is just a matter of words. There is no meaningful guarantee that the so-called [game] is not valid before it appears. ()"
Roland's calm counterattack blows away the toxins scattered in the air by the witch. The adult's distorted sight, the cowering and envious eyes in the cage, aim at Roland at once and freeze on the pale boy.
Gambling with guys who make rules and have both referee and banker status will only lose their pants.
Salome can let a person leave, but the slave merchant's guard will soon recapture that person and give it to the witch again. At that time, as long as she said that it was someone else who caught people, she still complied with the rules of the game.
It is only the 5-year-old boy who puts forward this reason to refute the experience of adults in society. It is still scheduled [xìng slave], [commodity] to say this clearly, can not be simply classified as smart.
"Do you think you have the power or ability to make a decision now?"
A light, disdainful blow regained the dominance, and the witch put her index finger on her lips, laughing with a smile, and continued:
"In the worst case, neither of them can leave. It's a pity, but there is no way to do that kind of thing? Well, forget the unrealistic childish ideas, and honestly return to the [Choose] game."
"I said, I don't make choices in the answers given by others!"
Transparent Zitong irreversible anger and disgust emerged. Directly pointing at the witch who opened the heart with temptation and force, and ridiculed the inside after flipping the inside, the eyelids that were so heavy that they collapsed could not stop the shining starry determination.
"Is it self-esteem...? It seems beautiful and tempting, but it's a pity that it's hard to support you with such small things as holding your arms tight?"
Laughter scratched the eardrum, and burnout further covered the consciousness with a thin layer of sand. The hard-heeled heel tapped on the stone-brick floor to make a thrilling sound that hit the brain. One step later realized that when Salome wanted to get closer, she was close to each other by less than three steps.
The bite of the tongue was tightened again, and the pain that almost had to adapt brought again sobriety. In order to intimidate the woman, continue to approach. The weapon in hand was instructed to unfold the lightsaber, but the short rod remained motionless as if it were dead.
Suddenly, the bones and bones wrapped around Roland.
"Magic props are driven by Mana, and Mana will react to the intensely focused [Nian]. After staying in the cage for so long, the body and mind have already reached the limit? Before, I could use the Linkage to launch a powerful magic. The attack is already amazing. Unfortunately, the miracle will not repeat or continue."
A sneer, seeing through the reality, inserted into Roland's chest. Before he could make any further remedies, a gray shadow surpassed the dynamic vision. The five silver arcs with the murderous sting of the skin only forced the woman's white neck.
"That's the wrong approach."
The language that teaches the child is sent out with a playful tuning door, and the palms of condensed gems or high-priced porcelain, which are warm and slender, choke the throat of the mixed race. It was totally unexpected that the female arm threw the boy back.
"It's not ridiculous for boys to fight with their nails. That kind of thing is a patent for women. Even if you want to come, at least it must be like this?"
The four nails outside the thumb of the right hand grow at a rate that is visible to the naked eye—or more appropriately described as [Morph]. The layer that originally covered the back of the fingertips turned into a 30-meter-long curved knife in the blink of an eye, and the surface was covered with a chilling blue reflection.
There is no such bizarre growth in natural creatures, and there is no physiological function that non-toxic species instantly grow poison claws.
"Cough...cough...do you strengthen the magic?"
"Oh. It's true that half of them are of barbaric origin. You are familiar with this type of technique."
Natural creatures are unable to do it, but the wisdom species can use the power of magic and mana to make nails grow quickly and harden into bone-cutting weapons, and the surface can secrete synthetic toxins that see blood and seal the throat.
Regardless of verbal behavior or unbelievably enhanced magic, the woman in front of her never fails to display an image that complies with the awesome title of [Witch].
"Now I finally understand? You have nothing to do other than playing games."
Withdraw the nails and sharp fingers, pinch Roland's wrists with clever fingers, and squeeze with a strange force. The slightly purple palm can no longer hold the weapon. Finally, I hope to fall into the witch's hand in unwillingness and pain.
Vince, who escaped from the kidnapping of the children, fled in a hurry, and the jailer who wanted to join the companion team was glared by a bunch of cold eyes with fire because of the incontinence of the stench and the previous series of stupid and timid performances. Enter the corner.
No one continues to waste jīng's strength on this disappointing waste. The men concentrated on the three at the center of the stage, waiting for the performance.
Who betrayed first~EbookFREE.me~ who was betrayed.
What kind of face will the betrayal look like, and how will the betrayal behave?
To see the moment when the ugliness was exposed, they waited with breathless breath.
"Are you sure you will not overturn the rules of the game?"
"Yes, I only need to see the result of the choice and I am satisfied. I am not interested in doing redundant things."
"What about ambushes, traps, cavalry?"
"Nothing. I can guarantee that I won't do it myself. Okay, tell me the answer soon."
Just like the girl who loved Dou at the beginning, Salome stroked her ears, and her pure and lovely movements made people infinitely imaginative.
"He is to be left!"
Two fingers point to one place-the boy with chestnut hair and purple eyes. . . )
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