Number One Player of Time and Space

That night, Luo Jie had a strange dream.

In the dream, Lukoya became a trader of skills, and continuously took out various skill books from the deep dimensional gap on his chest to give him.

He even remembers the names of these skills clearly-Immortal Grip, Multiplying, Black Hole Consumption, Violent Assault, War Rhythm, Absolute Concentration, Storm Gathering, Full Blasting, Energy Pour, All Things Wither, Transcendent Realm ...

Each one is a level or higher skill, even s level.

先 He was happy at first, but soon couldn't laugh.

Because after these skill books are used, I don't know why the body will automatically cast these skills repeatedly, destroying everywhere, and can't stop at all.

"No, stop ... yeah ... yeah ..."

Uh ...

Miluo awakened from the bed fiercely, and a pale pale face with cold sweat was reflected in the front mirror.

I glanced at a certain Lord God who slept on the floor and drooled, and he breathed out subconsciously.

I'm fine, just a dream.

Miluo got up and walked into the bathroom to wash her face. The skin was gradually flushed under the stimulation of warm water, which finally eased the unsightly complexion a lot.

Strange, why do you have such a weird dream?

Is it difficult to fight because you have summoned a useless stupid dragon, causing excessive psychological stress?

"Yawn-Good morning, Ye Yanjun."

I don't know when, Lukoya also sat up, raised her arms long and stretched a lazy waist, and made a imaginative slogan in her mouth.

"Ye Xunjun, what will you have for breakfast today?"

Luo Jie turned his face and gave an amiable smile to an adult God: "In our country, gods do n’t need to eat. Incense is enough ... you sleep a little longer, and I will burn you a few times when I come back after dinner. Zhu Xiang. "

Anyway, this product is a useless wastewood, Luo Jie has long since lost the kind of cautiousness when she first knew that she was the deity of the feather snake, and she was not polite when she spoke.

"Are you ... want to worship my starved corpse?" Σ (дlll)

"I won't do anything, and I will call myself to half of the heroes to squeeze them out, but now I'm so embarrassed to ask me to take care of your meal?" Luo Jie poked Lukeya's head with a finger, angrily. "I'm not a follower of you, there is no reason to use my own hard-earned money to worship you."

"I ... Am I disgusted by Ye Xunjun ..." Lukeya bit her plaque with tears in her eyes, and looked at Luojie with a poor forty-five degree angle.

"If you don't want to be rejected, then come up with a reason for me not to disapprove you!" Luo Jie leaned down and stared at Lukeya full of oppression, pressing hard.

He still doesn't believe that as an ancient **** that existed at the beginning of the world, this stupid dragon has only this ability.

"This……"

As if Lukeya had been hit hard, she fell to her knees on the ground again in disappointment, exuding a negative staleness of dog defeat.

"Well ... I actually have a hidden divine right."

Lulu Keya stood up staggeringly, with a sickly smile like blackening hanging on the corner of her mouth, and a pair of green and gold pupils flashed with unclear meaning in the shadow of the head curtain.

"... In a certain period of time, I have been in charge of the divine power of reproduction and reproduction, so ... a big deal ..."

Upon hearing this, Milo immediately realized that it was bad.

慢 "Slow! Wait a minute ... Lucia, please calm me down!"

"It's a big deal to lay an egg! People are not dragons that are useless ..."

嗤 啦 ——!

Cloth 帛 tearing sound.

"Love me to plug in-you stop me!"

In the corridor, the bedroom door slammed open.

Miluo gave up on the ground, but he did not wait for him to get up, and he was dragged back by a force.

Except for the blood that has not been dragged together, it is like the classic bridge section in a horror movie.

Uh ...

after an hour.

Miluo Jie wore several band-aids on his face and a carton of milk in his mouth.

Lulu Keya bowed his head and followed Luo Jie. The two index fingers circled around unconsciously, looking like a child who did something wrong.

"Ye Xunjun, I admit that I was out of control just now, but I stopped in time ..."

"Who made you ... oh, forget it."

Looking at Lukeiana's pitiful appearance, Luo Jiewo's heart in his heart could not be sent out, but he sighed helplessly and took out an unopened box of milk from his pocket. , Said: "Drink this first, I will take you to breakfast ... In addition, next time I remember, the most important thing to be a human is to have a beginning and an end."

"Oh."

Lulu Keya nodded perfunctoryly, focusing on the carton of milk in Luo Jie's hand. He couldn't wait to take a sip of it when he got it. Then he turned his eyes to the box in Luo Jie's hand.

"Nothing!" Luo Jie pulled out the straw, and the box fell down, not gasping: "See? No one drop really!"

In order to prevent unnecessary commotion, Luo Jie did not take Lukeya to the student cafeteria to eat. Anyway, there are many restaurants outside the school. By the way, you can also pack a copy of Suyu.

I just walked to the gate of the school and met head-to-toe Kurihara who seemed to have just returned from visiting the campus.

"Mr. Ye, is this a relative of your hometown again?" Kurihara Man stared at Luo Jie poorly.

When she went back yesterday, the more she thought about it, the more she felt wrong. The school's teacher's file clearly stated that this night owl was a native of Kyoto. Where is a black-haired, blue-eyed foreigner?

"Yes, this is also a relative of my hometown." Luo Jie wondered, why can I run into this girl every time I take someone out?

"Isn't this awkward? Don't you think I'm a mermaid princess?"

Nuri Kurihara sneered with unclear meaning.

啊 "Ah, no, I'm not a mermaid, I'm a dragon." Lukoya pointed at the corners of her fingers and smiled and corrected.

Kurihara Hara: "..."

Is there a normal person? Is this place where the night owl originally lived is a mental hospital ...

"Be careful!"

Yu Liyuan Wanli was about to speak ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Yu Guang of Luo Jie suddenly noticed a bit of coldness from the metal, and suddenly flew and threw it under him.

A few darts twirled around in a weird Brown trajectory over a dozen meters above their heads, circled a large circle, and then turned around and flew back to the tree that was originally shot.

"Oh--! It hurts!"

A young woman dressed in black tights, as if dressed as an ancient ninja, was planted from one end of the tree, with three cross darts in her head, and her wounds oozed blood.

Ruri Kurihara took a subconscious look at Luo Jie, and seemed to stop talking.

Miluo Ji coughed awkwardly: "No ... this is not my relative."