Why am I the only male apprentice of the evil queen

But I think even if I become stronger, I still can't beat the master. She can learn everything I can learn from her. Fen Mu scratched his head, still very puzzled.

As soon as these words came out, Anasta frowned in dissatisfaction, and Fenmu fell to the ground before she could realize what happened.

And he used the thigh joint technique that he hadn't seen for a long time, and clamped his head fiercely, and still faced her lower abdomen. The soft touch and wonderful suffocation on his face made people feel Desperate!

You make me very impatient. The road is at your feet, and it is far from when you are confused. The pursuit means that you still have the possibility to move forward, and the confusion means that you have stopped here. Find ways to become stronger. As long as you progress To be rewarded is to be valuable.

Even 'I' would not laugh at a baby who is not standing still, because a baby represents the possibility of the future, understand?

Anastas let go of her thighs to give him room to answer.

But Fen Mu still reluctantly parted with this long-lost intimate contact. He was vicious and courageous, and his humbleness not long ago turned into the motivation to die at this time. He stared into Master Anna's eyes and said loudly:

I don't know!

Anasta looked at her coldly, and her thighs that had just been loosened were brought together again. While her slender, moist and beautiful legs were in close contact with Fenmu, they were also punishing him for his arrogance.

Seeing the apprentice burying his head in it, and could only cry uh huh, Ansta couldn't hold back the stern look, and smiled quietly, that helpless smile fascinated all beings.

The things this kid likes are really crooked and weird, and he has been doing things beyond her expectations.

It had surprised her from the first time we met, until now, although it was a little strange.

Get out now, and come to me after you've done your reflection!

Fen Mu didn't have time to say wait a little longer, and was kicked out of the dreamland of the Kingdom of God.

 …

After the long-lost energy replenishment, Fenmu felt that he had turned back into that energetic sun macho now.

He returned to his dream and continued to retreat

Fenmu is waiting, waiting for the funeral knife to wake up.

The mystery of the pages of Lazarus has undoubtedly been refined into the funeral knife, but after completing the first stage of refining, Femmer can clearly feel that the knife is sleeping.

On the dark purple blade, along with the rhythm of breathing, purple aura flashed, and the flashing rhythm was like a girl after falling asleep, smooth and shallow.

This is a feeling that has never appeared before.

Fenmu didn't know what would happen after waking up, but it shouldn't be a bad change.

Taking advantage of the waiting time, Fenmu has quietly planned how to become stronger.

He re-examined the most unique ability, or talent, that was brought to him by the group of manufacturing skills.

[Swordsmith: Every time you cast a supreme weapon, you can obtain its etymological characteristics. 】

Just as Master Anna said, he has learned Anastha's fighting skills, and at most it can only make her feel relieved.

That is to say, Tu Yile, if you really want to take it seriously, you still have to go your own way.

To surprise Anastha!

Then this talent, which has been neglected by Fenmu for a long time, is undoubtedly his best choice.

Forging weapons is a joy, and pursuing flawless buttocks is also a joy. I didn't expect that the two joys can be fused and intertwined now!

Chapter 29 Little Broken Knife Still Changed

rub ~ rub!

rub ~ rub!

Entering a peaceful dreamland in a dream, Fenmu feels that this way of mental rest is really a nesting doll.

The refining process consumes a lot of energy, and Fenmu doesn't know when and how the funeral knife will wake up, so Fenmu simply sleeps first.

It's just that from the very beginning, someone has been gently rubbing his cheeks.

It was a very delicate and delicate touch.

But... Fen Mu remembered that he should still be in a dream, and no one should be able to enter this place!

Because he was too tired after refining, he hadn't had enough rest yet, his mind was like a muddy mess, and he was groggy.

A purple phantom flashed in the blurred vision, and the moving face of the master seemed to appear in a trance.

!!

Fen Mu woke up completely. He rubbed his eyes, took a closer look, and found that it was really the master, and he was lying beside him, staring at him...

- No wonder!

The naked girl in front of him had a good figure, with graceful curves and a slim figure. She was very similar to Anasta in appearance, but it couldn't be Anasta herself.

If you really want to say it, you can use the young version to describe it.

Anastha's face is always in the most beautiful stage of Yujie, and the one in front of her is more like Anasta who is one or two years younger, but her body has no trace of immaturity, it is already like ripe honey Peach.

Who are you? Fen Mu's face was terrified, he subconsciously wanted to touch the knife to defend himself, but he couldn't do it, Where's the knife?!

Here is the knife~ The girl embraced Fenmu's arms, leaned on Fenmu's body, held his cheeks, and said, Master, I am your knife!

Ah??? The question mark in Fen Mu's heart was enough to circle his head.

His hand landed on the girl's plump, round and plump part. This feeling was slightly inferior to the real one, which made Fenmu even more astonished!

Now this little broken knife is really fart in various senses!

After being dazed for a long time, Fen Mu finally came to his senses, and asked in disbelief:

You are my little broken knife?

That's right! I already have a little bit of spiritual consciousness. The page of Lazarus records the chapter of resurrection. I was able to manifest it after I got the etymology of [Rebirth]! Her voice was similar to that of Anasta. It's the same, but it sounds a little younger.

Is coauthoring awakening just such a awakening method?

Then how did you become like my master...?

Master, you expect me to be like this, and I will become like this! The soul form of Absolute Weapon is changed by the influence of the sword-wielding person, and this cannot be blamed on me! By the way, the fixed form cannot be changed. , just like a creature is branded with the mark of life when it is born.

She said aggrievedly:

It's just that the person the master desires is too powerful. If he directly becomes her, he will suffer backlash, so I can only settle for the next best thing.

ah?!

Fen Mu was completely stupid.

All he can think about now is what to do if the master finds out after this!

This made him like the kind of girl who couldn't get enough of a girl, and then secretly used her handiwork for his own use. If Anasta asked about this Fenmu in the future, how could he explain it!

Your innocence and good image will be ruined all your life, okay?

Little Broken Sword had no time to wait for Fenmu to recover from the shock, she had just condensed and was not stable enough, and would soon turn back into a knife.

Before that, she had something to say, she held Fenmu's cheeks with her hands a little harder, her beautiful face approached Fenmu, and said:

Master, I don't want to be given away as a gift! Once I leave, other weapons will come in here! You can only have my weapon, and other weapons are derailed! I have your master The same face, figure, and voice, if you touch me, I am willing to do everything she can do, and I can do better!

What is this?

I made weapons to kill people, not to use them for other purposes!

She still wanted to continue to be intimate with Fen Mu, but her body gradually became transparent, because the blade hadn't fully woke up.

Master, I will never leave you!

After a while, the girl disappeared and turned into the familiar purple blade again, lying quietly beside him.

It's just the warm body temperature and just the right weight, all telling her arrival.

After a long time, Fen Mu pinched the eyebrows, squatted on the ground with a headache, and said to Xiao Po Dao:

Don't mention anything else, let's discuss some more important things first. Don't call me 'Master' with such a face, or I will die a miserable death in the future, probably the kind that was squeezed out.

'I can too! '

The voice that suddenly appeared in Fen Mu's consciousness almost made him choke to death.

Remember, you can call me by my name directly. Do you have your own name, or have you given yourself a name? Fenmu has a name cancer.

Now that she is a mature knife of excellent quality, it is time for her to learn to name herself.

Call it 'abandoned', because Fenmu has always wanted to abandon me. Xiao Podao's whining voice came, like weeping and complaining, it was very painful.

It's just that Fen Mu saw through her little trick at a glance, and said:

You want me to call you 'wife'?

Xiao Po Dao didn't respond at all, and began to pretend to be dead, pretending to have insufficient spiritual power, and also wanted to use this to not give Fen Mu a chance to discuss, at least to take advantage of the name.

Hey, let her do it.

Fenmu sighed, she was facing Anastha's face and that... It was really too foul!

There is no way to cruelly refuse.

After the situation of the knife has completely stabilized, I will try to challenge Master Anna and see how it works.

If Master Anna can also be surprised, then even if she can't beat Anasta, she can surprise herself to some extent.

Back to reality, Fenmu sat up from the simple plank bed, because he was retreating in the secret room of the church, there must be no one else on the bed.

It's just... There is a graceful and dignified maid Rachel standing beside the bed. Seeing Fenmu wake up, she bowed slightly. There was a sandwich on the table next to her. She said softly:

Good morning, Lord Fenmu, although it's late at night outside.

what happened?

My bed was invaded by a girl.

The dream was also occupied by his own knife.

Now even finding a secret room has to be entered and exited casually?

Miss Rachel, your behavior makes me feel very shameless... He expressed his feelings, without any intention of questioning.

Anyway, they also brought breakfast over.

The reason why Rachel came to the secret room was nothing more than impatience. In Fenmu's view, this was just a night in the past.

But in fact, he has been in seclusion for a month, and there is no news at all during this period. Rachel can only use her ability to find Fenmu and confirm when he is willing to exchange knowledge.

After waiting for so long, Fenmu lowered his head and said this, Rachel's lips pursed slightly.

Sure enough, is it still implying that the apology for revealing the belly has not been paid yet?

Rachel's expression seemed to be struggling, she bent down, inadvertently revealing Xue's tender and white meat groove, and then wrapped her hands around the hem of the skirt.

Chapter 30 Miss Rachel is 〇 cold

It is basic common sense to reveal what to reveal when apologizing, so the moment Rachel bent down, Ferm had already felt her sincerity.

And now she even raised her skirt to her belly, apologizing like a wolf clan.

Rachel is willing to pay homage to knowledge, but after living for so long, this is the first time someone asked her to do such a shameful and humiliating thing.

Rachel tried her best to maintain her calmness and elegance. Even though she had closed her eyes, a slight disdain and disdain still appeared from her slightly furrowed brows.

Is it alright? Saying that, the silver-haired beauty in maid outfit lowered her skirt.

If I say it at this time, I am joking.

Will he be beaten to death?

Although he meant to make fun of it at the time, he also had the idea of ​​letting her retreat. Seeing that she didn't mention it later, Fenmu didn't take it to heart, but Rachel kept thinking about it.

Boldly ask first, what is the reason why Miss Rachel is so obsessed with knowledge? Fen Mu's mind is now full of making weapons for people.

If Rachel wanted to defeat some enemy, wouldn't it be more convenient to have a good weapon?

Do you know my race? Rachel asked back.

Ferm stared at Rachel for a while, and he couldn't see anything else except that the white hair on this head was beautiful.

Shaking his head, he said:

I don't know, in terms of lifespan, it shouldn't be a human race, right?

That's right, I am indeed not a human race, but a sandman, or more commonly, a succubus. This is a secret.