Chapter 230: Daughter

Morin closed his eyes and meditated again. He had already consumed a lot of magic power in the process of pushing out the bullets. Now he not only needs to speed up the operation of the magic power, but also supplement the magic power at the same time.
Angel sees that Moline is like that again, and she knows she can't help you, and it seems that Moline can already control the injury, and she feels a little relieved.
Looking at the blood splashing on the ground behind Moline, Angel felt another heartache, and then she found that there was a metallic light in the pool of blood.
She moved around with difficulty and found that it was a conical brass bullet. She knew that it was these things that caused Moline to be so seriously injured. She hated the bullet a few times because of her hatred.
This is undoubtedly a form of venting for children, but for Angel, she has no place to vent.
But after hitting a few bullets, she suddenly changed her mind and thought: Although this bullet is hateful, it is these bullets that prove that Moline can protect me with life, then these guys are a witness.
Thinking of this, Angel did not bother to find all the eight warheads, wiped it clean, and put it in his pocket.
Although Angel's family is rich, she still can't get enough to buy her a space backpack.
After collecting the bullets, Angel sat quietly and waited for Morin again.
Today, Angel, who is holy in the college, is also covered in blood, and the soft boots and robe of deerskin are covered with mud, even her body is covered with dirt.
The filth of the body did not make Angel feel how dirty she was, but after experiencing these things, she felt that her heart was very clear.
After about three hours had passed, Moline slowly opened his eyes, and Angel quickly asked with concern, "Moline, how are you?"
In these three hours, Angel can be said to be watching Moline without blinking. Although it feels that Moline will be okay, the heart is always being lifted, as if he was suspended by a thin rope in the sky. .
Seeing Mo Lin finally opened his eyes at this moment, all Angel's anxiety and nervousness vented with that question.
This kind of sincere questioning has a special power. Although Mo Lin listened to his ears, he felt that the words had hit his heart.
"Relax, Angel, I'm okay." Morin smiled and comforted. "Although there are some minor injuries, they will all recover on their own. I'm a little tired now, I want to wait for us to arrive Broadleaf Village, it will be fine to have a good meal."
Angel patted her chest and said, "Thank goodness, it's okay."
Knowing that Morin's injury was intact, Angel's curiosity was rampant. She looked at Morin, and the surprise and doubt in her heart slowly reflected on her face.
In fact, this is very normal, anyone who sees such an unusual body as Mo Lin will be so surprised and puzzled.
Without any treatment, even a magician can really force out foreign bodies in the body, and then he can repair the body by himself?
Obviously, any normal human being, including a normal magician, can't do this; however, the person he likes has done it. Even if Angel loves Moline again, her heart is hesitant.
Because according to Mo Lin's current performance, is he still a person?
Recalling how Morin used his palms to transform the flame into a power grid, Angel felt that Morin was a person full of mysterious power.
Angeline's sorrowful Mo Lin naturally looked in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, but waited there. He was waiting for Angel's question, so that she could tell her the lies he made.
However, Angel did not ask Mo Lin what, she just touched a few things in her purse, she smiled and said to Mo Lin: "Then this time to eat in Broadleaf Village, I must be invited, otherwise I will You are angry!"
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Every woman has a rope in his hand to deal with a man.
The stupid woman will only bind the man with a rope, and then arouse the man's resistance. When he breaks the binding one day, he will leave the woman far away and never return.
A clever woman is different. She just tied one end of the rope to the man's body and still gave him enough freedom. However, the woman is holding the other end in her hand. She knows when to tie the rope so that the man will not Leave this woman.
There is even the most outstanding woman who twists this rope into a whip and spurs his own man, and then makes the man as sweet as a slave and stands beside the woman.
This kind of woman is the best among women. Fortunately, it is rare in the world, otherwise men will be sadly reminded.
Angel is similar to the second kind of woman, she is not stupid. After learning about the quality of Mo Lin, she asked Mo Lin thoroughly, which gave Mo Lin absolute space and eased herself. .
Originally, in the relationship between men and women, when they tied each other, they also tied themselves.
Morin was really surprised that Angel didn't ask questions, but instead he was ashamed of the lies of his abdominal draft. His face was slightly red, and downhill through Angel's words: "Well, Angel is also an alternative among girls, and can't be treated like those ordinary girls. Today I will eat your meal."
Angel smiled with a bad intention: "You just say I'm an alternative, why should I add ‘also'? Is there another alternative between us?"
Morin smiled awkwardly, and said that the woman's insight into the language is really amazing, so when I saw the neighborhood, the quarreling couple, I had never seen a woman weak.
Of course, this only exists on the mouth.
The man can't say that, it is to fist.
The two of them no longer said anything, they had to get up and go to Broadleaf Village. It's just that Angel's ankle was swollen and unbearable. Morin stripped off his jacket (this jacket was worn out, all blood stained, and naturally it was impossible to wear.), and Angel washed his upper body, She picked her up and walked to the village.
Along the way, Angel clung tightly to Morin, and it seemed that she wished to be fit with him at this moment. Such happiness is naturally brewing violently in the heart of this girl. When the time is ripe, it becomes a man who is drunk Wine.
Morin was just a little hot and embarrassed. On his intuition, two rounds of soft and soft things came from him. The stimulus brought by this soft and soft sound really made his heart beat faster, just like the soft one. This is my own heart.
However, they didn't feel much for a while before they entered the broadleaf village. When they reached a crowded place, the two had to separate. They were embarrassed to show such an intimate gesture here, even if it was for a reason.
The two first checked into the hotel, but after a while, the news of their return to the village had spread. The village head led the two villagers to the hotel to ask them about the situation.
Because according to the distance, the two of Mo Lin should have come back this morning. At this time, it was already dark. The villagers originally thought that they had been killed by Warcraft, and the bones were gone.
Some villagers thought that Mo Lin had fooled their horses and fled, and did not go hunting at all.
But the village head still thinks that the two are likely to die. After all, Morin and Angel are magician identities. It is too unreasonable to use this identity to deceive a bad horse.
It's as unreliable as the rich man cheated a piece of cake from the beggar's bowl to eat. The denial of this possibility is also more cruelly certified, the death of the two of Mo Lin.
However, when the villagers agreed that Mo Lin was dead, the two returned miraculously, and the two people entered the village in such a miserable state. The villagers were even more curious about what the two had experienced. Too.
The person who had originally speculated that the death had come back with blood stains and wounds was intriguing. So, since the head of the village came, the inn in the broadleaf village was filled with people.
This hotel in Broadleaf Village has never been so lively, but the owner is not happy.
Because such excitement is false to him, he has to worry about getting too many hands and losing things. How can this make him happy?