Chapter 2285: Make up for the brain

In the dim bathroom, a small space composed of thin three-layered boards, two sprinklers sprinkled with water, and under the sprinklers, two big men of six or seven feet tall, naked, muscular, facing The faces are less than one meter apart.
The water sprinkled by the sprinklers fell along their tough, sharp outlines, and the neat and beard fell into the thick chest hair on the chest, or along the strips, like the muscle curve of the river plateau. On the ground, a ticking sound.
The dim light above the head turned on and off, casting a strange and unpredictable mist on the atmosphere of the bathroom. Face to face, they said nothing, and wiped the body slowly and slowly with the soap in their hands. The movements are exactly the same, as if someone is soaping in the mirror.
The repressed atmosphere pervaded, the eyes of the two big men narrowed their breath of convergence, and suddenly suddenly sharpened, seemingly carelessly taking a bath, in fact they were always looking for the slight flaws of their opponents, as if the two armies were fighting, less than one meter apart The distance is in a murderous confrontation, the bathroom is terrible, and only the ticking of water is left, like a dense drum sound, which makes the heart beat.
At this moment, all of a sudden, the soap in their hands slipped out of their hands, puffed, fell on the slippery floor, and slid behind each other along the water.
One big man's eyes suddenly dilated, while the other big man was sneering.
The lens was zoomed out, and just now two people who wiped their bodies with soap in exactly the same action. The man with enlarged eyes was covered with foam, and the sneering man appeared to be spotless. I couldn't find a bubble.
It turned out that the sneering big man seemed to be wiping the soap with the other party, but the soap in his hand was always a millimeter away from his body. With unparalleled technology and rich experience, the other party was in trouble.
"You covered with soap, you have no resistance." Sneering big man. Accompanied by a move, said in a ruthless voice.
"Sprinkle, squat down quickly and pick up the soap, surrender before my 359-degree back court killing Billy, who claims to have a 359-degree angle of attack."
The pupil of the opposite big man enlarged again, this nickname reminded him of his opponent's horrible record.
The killing of Billy King in the backyard of 359 degrees was indeed well-deserved and without water. In front of him, unless the front is facing the front, when the opponent's body twists, even if only a slight half-degree angle is turned, he will immediately enter his attack range, using that strange and unpredictable means, erratic body. Straight hit Huanglong, appeared behind the enemy, and immediately showed that there was blood killing in the chrysanthemum department. I don’t know how many enemies fell to this trick instantly. The 359-degree backyard with a 359-degree attack range killed the Billy King’s nickname. Here comes.
However, the eyes of the big-faced Han man opened to the maximum-since your means have been exposed, there must be a way to deal with it, in order to wait for this day. I have been practicing hard for a long time!
Under the gaze of the sneering big man killing Billy King in the backyard of 359 degrees, maintaining an angle of direct confrontation, the big man slowly squatted down, sat down slowly, and under the unbelievable gaze of the other party, snorted, on the ground Soap was sucked into an unknown deep place. Then, keeping his eyes open, the big man continued to maintain the same angle, slowly stood up, and looked back. Pushing hard, the soap appeared in his hands.
"It's your turn, King Billy." Da Han opened his eyes and smiled at this time, slowly applying the soap in his hands from the navel down and evenly until all the parts were covered with smooth foam.
"Although I've been fooled by you, there is no foam on your body, but as long as I have it, will it work? Right." Under the pale face of the 359-degree back court killing Billy King, this big man's gun barrel Continue to stretch and enlarge.
"Oh, forget to tell you, my nickname is-Armstrong, the infinite gyroscopic acceleration jet Armstrong! Time! Big! Cannon!"
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"........."
Not right-what am I thinking, it is after reading, not a short story! ! !
Wrong-what am I thinking, even if I can't write after reading, I will lose important things and go to the road of no return!
When I got back to God, I found myself in a strange state-the whole world turned upside down, look at you, that table, with four legs up, how funny, and that crock, stuck to the ceiling On the go, I have to fall down and smash it at any time. Will no one put it in a safe place?
Wait, it seems wrong, in the end the world is reversed, or is it myself?
As the camera turned, I looked at the glamorous woman behind the table, head and feet, who was not a good student of Akara, Elder Hagars?
"Elder Hagas, what do you mean?"
I pointed my finger over the beam, the other end wrapped up my legs firmly, the rope that put me upside down, and I was not in a hurry to break free. Evidence, my current situation is the best evidence, Elder Hagas, you are done, I want to sue Akara.
"Oh, I met Elder Fan on the road." The mature and charming woman chuckled softly.
"So? I'm a rabbit. Are you a hunter?"
"Of course not."
"Then why do you hang me up."
"Actually, I greet Elder Fan, but Elder Fan should not."
"Shouldn't I just hang me up? How cruel is this?" I was shocked. Was she going to pay off the accounts that I hadn't entered during the past three years?
"Of course not. I saw Elder Fan being in a daze. I was worried that you might be in danger and invited you to my tent."
"I actually followed you obediently?"
"Yes, without saying a word, very well-behaved, such an elder Fan is really worrying, what if the villain is taken away?"
"I don't think anyone here can take me away, but if I can think of it this way, I still want to thank you, Elder Hagas."
"Where, where."
"So. Then? Why did I, who led me to your tent for safety, be hung upside down by you."
"When I arrived in my tent, Elder Van was still in a daze, so I wanted to try to see how far Elder Van could stay, so I tied you up and hung it upside down. I didn't expect you to wake up. This I'm completely dazed by the daze."
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Speaking of this, I don’t know if I should blame Hagars or myself.
Forget it, I was too careless and could not get away from being immersed in the horrible BL of Aleus. This was the end. Fortunately, Hagars, if he met someone with a bad intention, although he could not hurt me, it was easy to touch the money bag in my arms.
The leg was strong, the rope cracked, and I rolled over and landed firmly. Shaking his bloodshot head, he remembered the beginning and the end of things.
Leaving from the Demon Fortress, I did not rush to Harogas to take the World Stone back to the first world, but came to the Roger camp in the second world, because Sarah and Little Black Carbon were here.
I didn't expect to meet them, but since I arrived in the Second World, I had to come over and say something to see if I could find my ten-year-old loli wife Sarah. There is also baby girl little black carbon. In addition, Lilith hasn’t been drinking fresh blood for a long time. How can my dad have the heart to let her drink those non-nutritious refrigerated blood.
I was thinking about throwing the reward distribution to Uncle Mario yesterday, and then came to the camp to find Sarah and they stayed for a day. I really couldn't keep up with the changes.
"Elder Hagars. Take the liberty to ask, are Sarah and Little Black Carbon at the camp? Or have you gone out for training?" Seeing Hagars was busy burying himself on the desk, I didn't dare to bother easily. A document is processed. I asked quickly.
"You're talking about Sarah and Lilith, they are not in the camp, they are still training outside." Hagas responded without looking up.
"That's it." I was disappointed. I couldn't do anything if I practiced in my foreign experience. It seems I can't meet them this time.
"But..." After finishing another document, Hagas finally raised his head and showed Akala's fox smile.
"Teacher Akara instructed that for the safety of the two, Hilmanya sent back a report every day. Today I just read the report. The above shows that the three should now be in the wilderness of the stone and send the formation to the southwest. About fifty kilometers."
"I see, thank you very much, Elder Hagarth." If not afraid of causing misunderstandings, I would be happy to hug Hagars and kiss her. The sly smile on her face now seems to have become So cute.
"Go ahead and know that you miss them. In addition, if it's not a hundred thousand in the future, how about visiting me occasionally? My elder, who has been ignored for so many times, do you know how sad I am?"
"I know, Elder Hagars, I will." Awkwardly, it seems that Hagars really minds that I passed by several times without visiting her. I must remember this next time.
After leaving Hagars' tent, I quickly rushed to the teleportation array, and shrouded in the white light to the stone wilderness. The mage responsible for the guard did not know why I would recognize me and immediately stood straight.
"Which direction is southwest?" I asked immediately after smiling at the guards.
"Elder, this is here." A mage pointed in one direction without hesitation.
"Thanks." A gust of wind blew, and the guards found that the big living man who had just stood before him had disappeared without a trace.
"The strength of the elders is really extraordinary."
"Yeah, I heard that we have reached an unreachable state, what... what?"
"The power of the world!"
"Is it great? How does it compare to the realm of the field?"
"The realm of the field is just going up."
"Wouldn't it be said that it is ten times more powerful than the realm of the realm? I heard that the strongest adventurer in the third world is just the realm of the realm."
"You are outdated information many years ago, and now even the first-world adventurers know that there is a world power above the domain realm."
"However, this is too scary. You have to know that as long as you reach the realm of the pseudo realm, you will be qualified to go to the third world. There should be many adults in the third world who are still in this realm. What is the state of the world power of the two realms."
"That's probably... admiring the height of the seven heroes. Forget it, the realm of pseudo-area is already our distant goal. Discuss what to do with this. With our current ability, even if we think about it I can't even imagine it."
"Yes……"
I didn't hear the discussion behind it. I was thinking about Sarah and Little Black Carbon in my mind. After not far away, I hesitated for a while, stopped, and finally made a difficult decision. Xiaoxue, let me get out and lead the way.
Summoning Xiao Xue out is definitely not because I am a Luchi, but just to avoid the maliciousness of this world.
After riding a little snow, the tens of kilometers will not take long before the monsters encountered along the way. I can only see a ghostly white shadow passing by, and I have no time to react and figure out what happened.
Hagars refers to a general orientation. Sarah and they are living people. It is impossible for them to stand like a stake and wait for us to find them, but it does not matter, as long as they are close to them. By connecting my soul with Sarah and Little Black Charcoal, you can easily feel each other.
After estimating the distance, I started to let Xiaoxue go around in circles, and in less than a while, the feeling of being familiar with the bone came from my heart, and my thoughts overflowed instantly, too little time to drive Xiaoxue, and jump from its back. Down. Quickly ran towards those two sources of familiarity.
Sarah and Little Black Carbon apparently also discovered my arrival. The inner familiarity keeps moving and getting closer, and finally turns into two silhouettes that make me miss day and night. The distance of thousands of kilometers, in an instant, I will Sarah and Little black carbon was held in his arms together. Feeling the beauty of his wife and daughter.
"Sarah, little black carbon, I want to die you." For a long time, I looked down. Constantly kissing on the face of Sarah and Little Black Carbon, on the forehead, venting the love that could not be expressed by hugging.
"Big brother, Sara also misses you." Little Sara is still as delicious as ever. She raises her head and reveals her angel face that is recognized by more and more people as the first beauty of the dark continent. The crimson eyes, long pink hair, and flawless facial features made me obsessed.
There is still little black carbon, and it hasn’t changed... uh... change... sorry, I dare not say that, there is a change, the little black carbon grows a little bit higher than Sarah, it seems... it seems to... cough In short, the details don't need to be concerned.
The thick and long water-silver bangs still covered her forehead and eyes, completely covering up the pair of beautiful pupils, and she could only peep into her timid eyes from the casual hair gap.
The serious Necromancer is dressed up, wearing the set of tools I gave her, a hat with a cane... uh, how about a cane? Why do I only see a dagger from her hand, is this an assassin or a necromancer?
Forget it, little black carbon likes it, I laughed bitterly, wiped cold sweat, and continued to observe the changes of the baby girl.
A light gray leather armor covers her increasingly slim figure. Below are a pair of knee-length black leather boots. Uh... if it’s not the shield on his hand is a shrunken head dedicated to the Necromancer, and a few bones are kept on the shelf. It's easy to be confused by the career of little black carbon when you look around her, right?
"Not bad, my little black carbon is more and more like a heroic female warrior." In my opinion, the world's first daughter control, no matter what the little black carbon looks like, what it looks like It was beautiful and cute, and after a few glances, he couldn't help but hug the little female necromancer and kept rubbing her tender face.
"Dad... miss you." Little Black Carbon is afraid of talking, but the skill of sticking people is first-class, of course, only sticking to me.
Her two small arms hugged me, wrapped around my neck, hugged tighter than me, and happier than me, which really made me love it.
"Okay, my little baby, tell your dad quickly, what have you learned during this time, what did you encounter, how many levels, dad can’t wait to know everything about you."
In the end, my daughter finally managed to replenish the energy, put the little black carbon down, and pressed her forehead against her forehead, asking intimately.
"Well." Little Black Carbon nodded cleverly, and began to classify her level, equipment, and things she encountered during this time with the light, timid and soft voice.
Sarah on the side looked at this scene with a smirk. She and Silmania quietly went to find a suitable place to set up a tent. The reputation of the eldest daughter of the world’s first daughter was not small. In conclusion, it is a rhythm that cannot be stopped at all.
After more than an hour, I took the little black carbon and found Sarah and Shirmanya. They looked at the tent that had been set up and smiled. They sat next to Sarah and greeted Shirmanya.
"Sorry~EbookFREE.me~Hilmanya, don't blame me for ignoring you."
"His Royal Highness loves her daughter's character. Everyone knows for a long time. It's not strange." Hillmanya gave a small smile with a smile.
"Really? Is there such a thing? Really, everyone just loves bullshit. How could I just love my daughter? I love it in my heart, right, little black carbon." Laughing proudly, I again It is intimate to hug the little black carbon.
"Little black carbon, I also like Dad." Looking up, the beautiful double pupil said loomingly in the hair gap.
"Ah, how could such a daughter be so cute, it's totally unpleasant."
I was almost killed by the little black carbon, and it was completely incoherent. Seeing Shirmanya and Sarah... Uh, it’s not strange, it’s not the first time, and it’s the same at home. This daughter controls the elders, completely Because of the death of his daughter Ke, he couldn't turn over in his life.
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