Chapter 499: Discipline, let go (30)

The feast carries the sword and walks slowly in her direction. I don’t know if it’s the illusion of Shen Mubai, the darkness of the other person’s body. The breath gradually faded and disappeared.
The sword is also contaminated with the blood of the beast. If it is not a material that is special enough to surround it, it has now become a scrap iron.
The feast stood in front of her, and the scorpion was deep and abnormal. Finally, she fell down and snorted. "Master, the fire beast is dead."
Shen Mubai opened his mouth and found that he could not ask questions. He finally nodded. "Very good."
The feast lowered her eyebrows and pulled her up. Shen Mubai discovered that she kept her original movements, and suddenly she couldn’t help herself, pretending to be able to stand up by the force of the other side, and look at this face with a slight frown. Road, "Your face..."
The blood of the fire beast is too corrosive, and the face of the feast is already black, revealing the bones of the forest, and the red meat is everted, which looks extremely bleak.
The other side looked at the scene and immediately removed his gaze. He stepped back involuntarily and slightly turned his face into a sigh. "If the teacher feels unsightly, he will wear a mask on his own."
Shen Mubai was in a complicated mood. "There is a bottle of myogenic cream here." She said, she took it out of the storage bag and waved at him. "Come here."
Feast on the face, like being afraid that the other person will see his own wound and will show a disgusted look. "Master, self-conscious..."
How can Shen Mubai let go of this opportunity to brush the sensitivity, the current pretending to be a cross-browed eyebrows, serious on the surface, "Teach the teacher to come over and come over."
The tall body of the feast walked a few steps forward, and Shen Mubai looked down on her conscious neck, and then she was depressed.
She coughed her lips and whispered, "I can't reach the teacher."
The feast was twilight and looked at the woman in front of me. She only felt that somewhere in her heart was soft and a mess, and he leaned down slightly.
Shen Mubai used the raw muscle cream to apply it to his wounds. This looks good at a distance. It’s really and fuzzy, and I can’t help but frown.
The feast noticed her look, thinking that the other person was disgusted with the wound on her face, and could not help but look at it, and the body shrank a little.
After all, he was afraid that this person would hate him, leave him, or else he would not resist the painful torture, just to let the other side look at him.
Shen Mubai noticed his retreat and could not help but raise his way. "Is it painful?"
The feast was awkward, and I looked at the people in front of me.
Shen Mubai continued. "You can't bear it. This muscle cream will only fully work in a moment. In less than two days, your face will return to its original appearance."
The feast is in my heart, "Is the Master respected me?"
Shen Mubai applied a muscle cream to his wound, which was a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, the blood concentration of this fire beast is not the most powerful, otherwise the skin cream will not work."
As she spoke, she walked toward the fallen fire beast.
The feast is still reminiscent of the place where she touched her hand. She only felt that the faint fragrance of the woman was very good, and he could not help but lose sight of it.
The golden dragon of this fire beast finally got a hand for a little effort, and it was excellent if the skin of the other person was sold or refining. Shen Mubai put it into the storage bag. In order not to cause other troubles, she covered up the smell and immediately left the place with a feast.
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