Diablo Destruction

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"Tamoya, you have to think about it, really intend to believe that this old man with few beards?" Seeing Tamoa showing his determined gaze, I couldn't help reminding again, paused and added one more sentence.

"And credit is less than beard."

"You bastard, who said you have fewer beards, you don't know clearly I took your skin off!" The old man Farah who was stabbed in the pain rushed and rushed up to give me a little color. The eldest sister stopped, discouraging both ends.

"No more persuasion, Bear Tower, I can understand your concern, and I am very grateful, but this time, I hope you can believe my decision, is it okay?" Tamoa used those dark blue eyes, deeply Staring at me, revealing the eyes longing to be understood.

Oh oh oh! No~~~ It can't be like this. Lord Emperor Wu, it is a foul to use this kind of look!

Like a vampire exposed to the scorching sun, I covered my heart with Tamoya's gaze and put on a painful look that was slain.

"Hum, stupid boy, have you seen it?" Seeing Tamoa so firm, the old man Farah seemed to feel a great trust, and sneered at me proudly.

"I don't know how to export, but, I believe my sixth sense is absolutely okay, rest assured."

Subsequently, Tamoa struck back the old man Farah who had been in a state of disappointment for less than two seconds. Depressedly crouched in the corner and circled.

"Sixth sense? It's really unreasonable to come up with such a reason." I shook my head bitterly and held out my hand to Tamoa.

"Ok, I trust you."

Welcome to the Sixth Sense Club, Lord Wudi. I wish you an early understanding of the seventh sense.

"Is this an absolute trust established between partners?" Tamoa put a tender little hand in my palm and asked with a smile.

"Well, but I still have to look at your future performance before I can say "I taught you behind my back"." I was straight-faced and pretended to be serious.

"Relax. You will soon be able to speak out." Lord Emperor Wu smiled confidently. The confident spirit and beautiful charm made people intoxicated.

"It's not too late, so I'll set off." It took a lot of time to see the farewell, and the sun was about to fall to the horizon. I looked back at the girls reluctantly. I don’t dare to read more, I’m afraid I’ll be attracted, so I don’t want to go.

Uh... from the beginning just now, it feels like something is missing.

"You stupid Wu, every time, ignoring your Highness again and again!" Finally, the master who gave me a subtle feeling came out. Tears stared at me.

"Die!" he said, leaping fiercely, holding his temples on both sides to prevent dodge movements, his forehead knocked fiercely against his forehead.

A loud impact of "touch" sounded, and Beja and I each held their blushing foreheads and crouched down.

This fool princess, IQ is so low, it is because he has done this since he was a child, has his head been knocked out?

Because of Beya's trouble, the atmosphere of worrying was also a lot lighter, and my dashing head waved behind him without looking back. Take another step.

"Wait, old man Farah squatting in the corner and drawing circles suddenly stopped me."

"Why? Do you want me to give a little sympathetic look?" I looked at the old man with the corner of my eye, and sneered.

"Stubborn boy, if you ask me now, it's too late." The old man Farah groaned in a gruesome threat.

"There is no need to beg you." I thought about it. Feeling that there was no handle, he raised his **** towards the old man.

"Brother Wu." Brother Carlos' worried voice came, and he couldn't help asking.

"Have you... used the positioning world teleport scroll?"

I:"……"

Farah: "Hehe."

West... West Motor! ! !

Just thinking about how to freely leave an arrogant leaving back for everyone, I completely forgot. Going to the third world is different and going to other places. Without positioning in the first world and positioning the scroll, I can’t go back if I go. .

"Stinky boy, you know." The old miser holding the status scroll rubbed his fingers at me, revealing a gesture that people all over the world understood.

"Is it?" I hooked the shoulder of Old Farah and grinned in a low voice.

"What if Tamoya doesn't agree to help you transport the goods in case of time?"

"Your Highness Tamoa is kind and generous and will not refuse." The old man of Farah shook his beard and was still holding on.

"Do you say she listens to you, or listens to my life-and-death partner?" I came up with the magic weapon to win.

"You're ruthless." The old man Farah couldn't help it. This trick really hit his lifeline. He was so looking forward to the day, even when I summoned Tamoya. Possibly, and sold the life-like research summoning magic circle, isn't it just to let Tamoa help him with some valuable materials of the third world?

The Fara old man who threw the scroll of status into my hand fiercely, and the old man who didn't take any advantage of it, blowing his beard and staring, a teleport disappeared.

This was a great victory for Roger's second stingy against Roger's first stingy.

"So, this time I really have to go." I turned around again and looked at everyone.

The wind is low, the water is cold, and the strong man is gone... yuck! Look at my crow mouth.

In the eyes of nostalgia and blessings, I... turned back to the Master Guild.

There is no way, I have to fix the position first before I can go back. Fortunately, Carlos reminded me, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to return to the first world. At least for a period of time, I couldn’t return before the alliance developed black magic. Too.

As a result, fart came to the base of the Master Guild, but was told that the positioning I made when I first went to the third world is permanently effective. I don’t need to locate it again in the future, as long as I have a positioning scroll in my hand. .

Old Farah. you are vicious.

I fiercely compared a **** in the direction of the old miser's tent, but I didn't expect it to be counted by him in the end.

After leaving the Master Guild in disgrace, he came to the teleportation circle and first teleported to Harrogas. I am an old guest here. The Mage Guild sent me to Camp Roger in the Second World without a word.

Resisting the vertigo of the world's teleportation, I wobbled, and I came to Harrogas of the second world non-stop. Using the world stone teleportation array here is actually much stricter. After all, for most adventurers, This is gone. Of course, I have to be cautiously reviewed, and my identity as an elder has made the Master Guild dare not let it go.

Fortunately, Akara had already greeted me, and there was no accident. When I came to the World Stone Teleportation Circle, I took a deep breath. In the white light bath, the body merged with the light again, and disappeared with a swish.

When he opened his eyes, another Roger camp was familiar and strange.

Even Carlos and Seattle have come to the Third World twice. My first person to eat crabs has only come to catch up with them now, hum. Wait and see, after the positioning reels can be produced in batches, I kick a hundred or dozens of them on my body, back and forth dozens of times a day.

Hemming and pondering, I lifted my head, stepped my feet, looked at it, and then my knees softened, and I almost twisted my feet and fell to the ground.

What kind of trouble is this? Does it mean that I will be robbed when I come to the third world?

Looking at the dark shadows in front of me, I thought in a panic.

"Cough!!" Raphael stepped forward, pretending to be pretending to be straight, and declared seriously.

"Now. On behalf of everyone in the Third World, I welcome Elder Wu Fan, the Special Envoy of the Union Headquarters, to come to inspect the work."

He said that he applauded first, and the people behind him also applauded together, and the scene suddenly became warm.

Master Raphael, what are you going to do, and you're not here to pick up the plane?

I opened my mouth and didn't speak for a while, and finally reacted. I raised my right hand subconsciously, and slightly moved, and said something.

"Notices are hard."

Seeing my stupid appearance, there were several smiles bent over immediately, including the culprit, our dear singing and dancing couple, and Raphael, the princess of the Clan.

Finally, he couldn't hold back the laughter. Raphael froze his face and made a look of anger, finally recovering his usual appearance.

"Well, you little Wu, let us wait here for so long, you said you should not be punished."

"Huh...Wait...Wait for me?Wait for me?" I asked in a daze.

"Wow, it's so kind and unrequited. Why did my little Linya marry a man like you who doesn't understand the style? It's really worthless for her, and return my little Linya."

Raphael sadly wiped away the tears that didn't exist in the corner of his eyes, sobbing and weeping, this acting Oscar award was taken casually.

"Little brother, don't listen to her."

At the time when I was playing with Raphael and was at a loss, the savior came, and Aunt Sakiri glanced at the old opponent with a disdainful look. Then I took my head for granted and touched it, completely treating me like a child.

"Don't be fooled by Raphael, a scammer, we were just notified by Akara before we came here to greet you."

"Really? I'll just say it." I was relieved and a little relieved.

It would be a sin to let so many people wait for me for so long in the cold wind.

"But there is no need to greet you specifically, do you really treat me as a guest." After thinking about it, I said again.

"Hum, of course, there is another purpose." Sa Qili just let go, and mysteriously looked at each other, everyone smiled.

"We, want to give you a big surprise."

"Oh?" I looked at everyone, showing curiosity.

Surprise me? I really can't think of what kind of surprises they can bring to me, come on, though come here.

I showed a serious expression, and calmed down in my heart, no matter what I saw, I couldn't panic.

Then, Tulakov, who lined up between them, separated to the sides with a mysterious smile, revealing a few people hiding behind them.

Although I have warned myself a thousand times, ten thousand times. But when I saw these people, I couldn't help but stunned.

Ahhhhhhhhh...Altolia! Why is it here? ! !

Seeing my completely dumbfounded expression, everyone nodded in satisfaction, indicating that the trip was worthwhile.

"Fan, I haven't seen you for a long time." Majestic cloak in pure white. Artolia, with a magnificent smile, said softly that the pure and clear emerald green eyes were filled with a warm color that was unclear.

"You... why are you here?" I opened my mouth in amazement, and stuttered for a long while before asking.

"This is a long story, if you want to ask me when I will come. Then after you and Linya's wedding in the camp." Altolija replied with a discerning eye.

It turned out that all the answers were solved.

I reluctantly laughed bitterly: "You are so hideous, I'm so miserable. I always thought you ran rashly to find artifact fragments."

"Because I want to surprise you."

"This surprise is so big that it keeps me worried."

"Sorry, Van, has troubled you."

"It's okay." I shook my head: "As long as you are fine."

Talking. I smiled slightly, and slowly walked towards Altolia, passing by the scattered crowd on both sides, as if welcoming the reunion of the two of us.

"Altolia, glad to see you again."

In the stare of everyone's eyes, I reached out and slowly put Altria in my arms.

This, this... this is amazing.

Whether they are Tulakov or Saqili. Even Raphael, when he first saw Altria, was stunned by the full power of the mighty king of the elven queen.

Such a natural, pure and mighty king's prestige can only be seen by King Arthur hundreds of thousands of years ago.

Even Raphael had to bite a handkerchief tearfully every time ~www.readwn.com~ just admitted that the elf queen in front of him was indeed not inferior to her precious granddaughter.

then. These people are messy.

So majestic, noble and classical, serious and serious, there is an eye-catching elf queen, and that silly newcomer younger brother. How exactly do they fit together?

Okay, it's a marriage between the two races, but it is said that the two people have a good relationship, which makes them confusing.

It's not that they like to belittle their own people, but that the dumb and dumb look of the newcomer's brother is really far away from the elf queen. It is almost completely out of tune regardless of personality or aspects.

Does an ordinary fisherman who fishes for three days and two days for fishing nets, and an ambitious queen really have the same topic? Please, such a plot can't be arranged in the third-rate knight novel, right?

So everyone was wondering if the rumors were wrong.

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