Chapter 759: Then can I ask her?

Chapter VII, then can I ask her? (page 1/1)
The wood man slowly stood up, and the broken marble plate spread out from the body of Sorag like a spider web. Sorag, whose nose and mouth were lumpy, was already in a coma.
"Three princes... actually won!"
There was silence in the hall. Everyone looked at the wood man who stood in the middle of the hall like a of war. It was like seeing the invincible man that year, and it was difficult to hide the shock.
The five-level knight Sorag will face the three emperors who are not going to be killed.
This kind of thing happened to them!
The huge contrast between the expectation and the expectation has amplified this shocking countless times.
If you didn't look at Yuri and entered the wood man, and Sorag is really lying on the ground now, I am afraid no one will believe it.
The king's eyes lit up, and the hand holding the handle of the chair did not know when it was released. Looking at the wood man, the frowning brows gradually loosened, showing a gratifying smile, and there seemed to be something brewing.
"This...how is this possible!" Sean clenched his fist and looked at the Sorag, who was lying on the ground, and looked at the wood man who stood still. The anger and shock continued to hit his brain.
Joe repaired the gaze of the king without looking at the traces. He looked back at the wood man again, his eyes slightly picked up, and his right hand slowly turned the ring on his left hand, thinking in his heart: "Yuri, don't want to be a Is it a fool? How good is a fool, can you still fight me?"
"Waste!" Gegill looked at the wood man and resisted the urge to stand up. The guy who ran for three days and three nights on Alcatraz Island, even the wood man was so annoying.
It was also a bit boring to look at the representatives of the various ethnic groups who were laughing at the royal family of the Los Angeles Empire.
Irina’s face is also difficult to hide, and I can’t help but laugh.
Oh... I didn’t expect this little guy to have two things, but the action is far worse than Alex.

"This... this is really high! Transforming up! I am sloppy!" McGonagall jumped up, probably no one in this world was more shocked than him.
A fifteen-year-old boy has made a real hit in the magical world. What happened to the world?

How do you feel that your own drama has been robbed?
McGonagall suddenly calmed down and thought, isn’t this something that shocked the whole world should be done by him?
McGonagall looked at the wood man and thought carefully. "This is as good as the height. The size of the power should be determined by the internal magical method, and the energy consumption should be very high, but the first actual combat can achieve this. To the extent, if the upper limit of power can continue to increase, the future may become a big killer on the battlefield."
The hall is still quiet.
"The mushroom head won!"
Amy raised her hand and said, she broke the silence.
Looking at the gaze of the road, Amy took a little bit of a retracted hand and whispered: "Great..."
Amy’s words suddenly woke up and there was a little waiter, and quickly said loudly:
This matchup, the three emperors win!

"The Three Emperors won! It is really gratifying! It is the glory of the Empire!"
"Yeah, the three emperors are not singing, but they have been a blockbuster. They have been a part of General Alex!"
"These exquisite things are worthy of the name of the armor!"
The ministers also returned to the gods and praised the words that were not good enough. They seemed to have forgotten the sour words they had said before, and raised Yuri to the empire's honor and the height of the empire.
Of course, there are some people who have begun to move their minds.
"It’s really vicious to kill." McGonagall frowned. Among the ministers, there are many people from Qiao Xiu and Shaun’s faction. It seems that after Yuri has shown some extraordinary, these people have begun to prepare for the accident that may affect the situation.
Yuri, who was surrounded by sneer and all kinds of praises, ignored them. Instead, he put his finger on his forehead and pointed his finger at Amy.
Amy replied with a compliment, and then sneaked into Meg's ear and whispered: "Father, do you think that the mushroom head is still like this?"
"I also think." McGonagall agreed with a nod, and was very satisfied with his daughter's aesthetic. He worried that the little girl would think that the big head looked cute.
The king looked at the wood man and smiled and nodded. "Good, Yuri, you give the gift, I like it, come out."
"Good father." Yuri promised, with a burst of snoring, the wood man began to decompose from the beginning, down to form a first-level ladder, when Yuri's feet, just laid to the ground.
Yuri walked down the steps slowly, and the ladder behind him was turned into a black wooden block that was one meter square. It looked ordinary.
This scene still looks shocking.
This mundane box is now completely different in the eyes of everyone.
It's like a magical box that gives ordinary people the magical power. This temptation is obviously very powerful.
Sean calmed down and looked at the wooden box behind Yuri. An idea suddenly popped out of his mind and then grew wild like a weed.
"You can use this to defeat Sorago with Yuri. If the box can be produced in countless quantities, it would be easier to conquer the world!"
Sean feels that his heart is beating, and if he owns the box, all his ideas may be realized in the near future.
Conquer the world, let the whole world lie at your own feet, and even the dragon can only lower its proud head.
This is a tempting thing.
The civilians are inexhaustible. These guys who can only be used as cannon fodder in ethnic wars, as long as the box is enough, there is more to do with death.
After the representatives of the various ethnic groups calmed down, they obviously thought of this, and the expression became somewhat unnatural.
For many years, although the Terran has not shown any aggressiveness, and most of them are in a defensive state, the appearance of this box is very likely to break the existing pattern of Nolan.
A race that can produce a large number of battles of five or more levels out of thin air, no one will believe that they are willing to maintain this balance.
And all this is because of this three emperors who have no sense of existence.
Sorag did not perform too well, and bowed to the king. He respectfully said: "I wish the father and mother a long and healthy life."
"Good." The king looked at Yuri's satisfaction and nodded, then smiled and said: "Yuri, your gift today is very fine, what kind of reward you want, even if you open your mouth, you promise me."
"Reward?" Yuri's gaze glanced at Irina's direction, then pointed a finger directly at Amy. "Can I ask her?"
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