Chapter 1988: 1988 8

Seven Treasures Mountain was even stronger by itself, but seeing one more companion show up makes me more tired nervous.

"The current heir to Star Charcoal Stream Witchcraft, Star Charcoal Bell Sound? The big guys are after me again."

Your head said with a slight laugh. The introduction of the ringtone was audible to a well-eared head.

"You seem like a fairly skilled sorcerer. Even if we're facing each other like this, we can tell. It is truly lamentable that it corrupts itself in the wild. Don't you want to use too much power for the world?"

"Ha. A sermon to the first person you meet is a great thing about a star charcoal sorcerer. Dirty ears."

Your head laughs as you dig your ears at the bell tone that sincerely inquires with tone and glance.

"My power as a magician, the raw man I use for my own greed, is not a compliment either, but wild surfing for whatever it takes would be a terrible story. There's got to be something else you can use."

"I don't know. The best way to boost your power as a magician is to get a living body and try it out, okay?

"Nah..."

When I hear the word of your head, I perceive the part of the word that means, and the ringtone ceases.

(Human experiments……. Woohoo...... my body as a trial of various techniques alive......)

A bell noise that makes me imagine.

"Mm-hmm?"

"Hey, what's up, Lord?

As the bell sounds suddenly blurred, your head raised a surprising voice, and Qiaobaoshan also spoke in wonder.

"Kohon. Excuse me... It's nothing. I'm afraid there doesn't seem to be room for persuasion either. I'll be there."

Cough up and concentrate on the enemy in front of you, put in a no, then chant the spell.

"Whoa whoa!?

"What the hell!?

"In witchcraft, real witchcraft. Bye!

Seeing as many pillars of flame sprayed up, the wild horses roared and shouted. As for the bell tone, I wanted to spare you the battle with technique in this way, but I had no choice.

"I heard rumors. He said that star charcoal witchcraft is often unreliable to spirits and resentment. You seem stronger. No, the application works, and the procurement of catalysts -"

Looking up at the pillars of flame, your head groans in an uncritical manner.

The flaming columns twirl, tired with your head, and pour down from the top.

When the head held his tiredness from side to side, he made sure to sew between the falling flames and the flames, avoiding the art of ringtones.

(I didn't know you'd turn that technique on vividly... And after holding a boy)

Seeing your head move, the ringtone impresses you with your enemies.

But as his head fell through the pillars of flame, Mount Seven Treasures awaited him, who shook up the knife and cried three times at night. Soon we were moving, anticipating your movements, ahead of time.

"Mizuko Mizuko."

Dressed as it is held by your head, tiredness uses technique.

"Again."

To his tired spell, Mount Qiaobao tried to wave his sword down as he pounded his tongue. That flat spirit doesn't come out anywhere. And even if it came out, I can't suck it with my left-hand demon knife right now. I was sucking on your head earlier. As your head pointed out, you can only smoke one technique.

Seeing as he was up to something, and seeing Mount Seven Treasures jumping backwards and taking a distance, Tired wraps his tongue around his aggressive judgment.

(It's a hundred battles smell, isn't it, this guy? You only have to deal with two sorcerers with a sword and challenge them to battle flat)

As he descends from his head, Tired releases Mizuko Koko. The Spirit was about to appear at his feet and shrug the feet of Mount Seven Treasures where he had taken another step.

"Star Charcoal Scatter"

The ringtone activates the next procedure. Nanban confectionery on the palm - golden flat sugar crumbles and is ejected with your head in mind.

"I'll give it back."

A little later, Qiaobaoshan also waves the demon knife on his left hand, and descends the bright red skeleton he absorbed earlier from above his head.

"Hmm."

Your head mocks.

"Uh-huh!? Guru!"

"Yeah!? Hooray!

Shortly afterwards, two of the wild horses blew away with tremendous momentum, as if they were attracted to an invisible force, and one stopped overhead to the one with the golden flat sugar shotgun pouring down, and served as a shield for your head to prevent the attack of the bell sounds and the Seven Treasures Mountain. One was filled with holes in his chest, belly and throat, and the other was finished with his chest and arms chewed up by a giant skeleton.

"Ugh, wow, patience."

"Hino!"

"Oh, my God."

"Cabron!

Wild horses running away with pitiful screams, as if they can't wait to get involved. Some of them were South Barbarian missionaries.

But there was only one person who did not try to escape.

"What a guy... From this outer road…"

And it was the second meal that chewed his teeth and roared abominably at the head, which prevented himself by involving the irrelevant.

"Even if you didn't do it that way, wouldn't you have avoided it in some other way?

The ringtone of a quiet inquiry is trembling.

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Like Meal Two, I'm not shivering with anger. Two emotions, completely different from anger, are shaking the body and mind of the ringtone. One is the excitement of overlapping two townspeople who were shielded and died tragically on their own - the delusion of what they would think if they were killed that way. And the other, in that cruelty of your head, was certainly boiling down to thoughts that attracted your heart.

"I gave him the honor of sacrificing a bundle of sandwiches, trashy lives, to die for me. Isn't that a good thing? It's a souvenir story from the underworld."

With a distorted grin lying to your head, the ringtone shivers even more.

(Evil...... Overwhelming evil, like I've never seen before......)

I don't think it's too bad. The ringtone is attractive.

"You can't overlook someone who inadvertently blasphemes your life."

Mouth a dialogue that is the opposite of emotion, the ringtone immediately regained her mind and took her to cast the next surgery, but tiredness burst in and the surgery is interrupted.

Tired rolls out a thrust with a sword. The bell sounds twisted loudly and flexed, taking a step toward the tired side as it was half-rotated, tired and trying to wave the sword into a hanging.

(They'll kill me!

Realize the intermission of death, tiredness is fear. The sword technique was entirely above the ringtone.

The bell-sounding sword is waved. But a skeleton containing the blue and white flame emitted by your head struck the bell tone, and the movement of the bell tone was loud and dull.

Even if tiredness tries to avoid it, it is irreplaceable and eats a slash from the shoulder to the chest. The bell tone ate your head and flickered, and thanks to the armor, it was not fatal, but the shoulder was slightly slashed.

A skeleton bites the right arm of the ringtone, and even the flame burns the ringtone.

"Drink!"

Ringtone that erases the skeleton due to the mood of tearing.

He was the one who tried to chase him further, but Mount Seven Treasures is slaughtered there.

With a broken knife and two blades, the head managed to make the attack of Mount Seven Treasures, but the formation was clearly unfavourable. In swordsmanship, Mt. Seven Treasures is overwhelmingly up there. But where I saw the gap and applied the surgery, the surgery would be sucked by the demon knife.

"Bonsai Dance with Black Sauce"

Tired completes the procedure while experiencing pain in the wound.

A number of pitch-black clams appear around the area. That number is only twenty to thirty. Later improved is the technique of the dance of the black clam, but there are considerably fewer than that.

"Hey, what... these guys..."

When I looked at the blackjack, the meal two twitched and trembled.

In that meal two, a single black beard turns to his face. Meal two that makes your face stick.

Kuroshima simultaneously strikes the bell tone and Mt. Seven Treasures. Meal II was also attacking me at last.

The black pigeons who partially destroy the bones of their bodies and hold them in their hands, poking them. Not strong, but numbers and momentum are the problem. The special attack of a soldier who is not afraid of death and does not die easily is appalling.

(If I could use that technique... But now it involves that child and the Seven Treasures Mountain Hall)

I have the skill to deal with it, but I can't deal with it in the current situation. I remember the bell tone.

It was a desperate, sword-wielding bell sound, but it scratches me one by one. Furthermore, your head dropped a red jar from overhead or let a skeleton that lit a blue and white flame fly in, making the bell sound and the Seven Treasures Mountain a form of defense, while damage and fatigue accumulated.

"Let's retreat!

"Right..."

He was called by the bell sounds, and Seven Treasures Mountain also responded sparingly to his mouth.

Ringtones and Seven Treasures Mountain escape from your head and tiredness by forcefully breaking through the herd of black clams. Along the way, Qiaobao Mountain took charge of Meal II, which was running desperately away from the persistently chasing Kuroshima, and ran away as it was.

"I was going to rendezvous with the other two and then make an ambush, but it's ruined thanks to my first run by myself"

Where he escapes and takes a breath, the ringtone complains.

"That being said, your Lord fought with you."

"Yeah. So I'm responsible, too. I don't know how you feel. But I'd like you to behave more freely than you decide to move in a group."

"Heh heh... preaching after bearing evil together is an interesting daughter. I like it."

To the rhetoric of the bell sounds, Qibao Mountain laughs with care.

"By the way, the child..."

The ringtone sees Meal Two. On the battlefield earlier, Seven Treasure Mountains picked it up.

"If I let him go, he might have died in the wind. Sorry to scare you."

Mount Seven Treasures, scared from the looks of it, bows his head properly and apologizes to Meal Two, a child who is still not old enough.

"I'm... after them."

Still trembling, Meal II insists. I can trust these people. Believe me, these people can slaughter those wild bastards.

"All my family was killed by those guys. That's why he wanted to take revenge and followed me. Please. If you want to kill them, let me help you too."

"Nice."

Qiaobao Mountain has accepted in two replies, so the ringtone becomes a shuddering face.

"It's dangerous... I got caught up earlier..."

"Isn't that nice? Let's take him. Is he aware of the danger?

It was a bell tone indicating a difficult color, but Mt. Qiaobao accepted it.

"Thank you very much! It'll definitely help me!

"Wahahahaha, let's hope so"

As he sat down and thanked him, he looked down at Meal Two, which he proclaimed with great seriousness, and Mount Qiaobao laughed in a lavish manner.

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