Dragon’s Legacy

LEVEL UP!

The poem went to the school grounds with a bottle of Lamin Tea that was brewed for the exercise after Konz's dinner and it got dark. I still had a lot to do, such as running for a long time from lifting my upper body, pushing up, and hanging up my chin.

I lightly warmed up with gymnastics and challenged myself first.

Grab a hold of the rod and pull yourself up with your arms. Since I was lightweight, I could only do two, but after three, it was really hard. Since there was no basic health itself, it required constant effort.

The tug-of-war was challenging to get up. I laid down on a machine that made me do a crunching. I started lightly with 20 for 10 EXP and 50 for 20 EXP.

I made 20 easy, but at about 30, my stomach was too tight and my lower back was not fully energized, so my body didn't rise.

“Ugh…. ”

I tried my best, but I was forced to give up on 33.

I lay down on the instrument for a while, and I straightened my heels, and when I did about 10 of them, my arm was not strong enough, so it was too much.

I only worked out for two days, so I didn't have much stamina.

However, the situation was not discouraged, and I continued to exercise constantly. If I couldn't do it while running for a long time, I drank ramen tea, regained my strength, and then ran again. When I was tired, I regained my strength and ran again.

It was almost 9: 00 in the middle of a crazy workout. In the original poem, he would have tried to collapse after an hour of exercise, but he was able to exercise constantly for three hours on the basis of his endless resurrection stamina because he worked with Lamin car.

The last time I drank the remaining ramen tea, I could feel it reviving. My whole body was screaming just now, and I was drowning in a cup of Laminar Tea. I heard it was a car that could only live on salary for 50 years. It worked wonders.

“Phew, let's go home and buy a book. ”

I stopped by the bookstore because I had a lot of experience to post from the knowledge section.

I didn't want any books because I didn't really have a relationship with them. I just looked at the books in the bestseller and caught a book called Okuda Hideo's public swing. I liked that the book itself was thin and that it would be less burdensome to consist of several fragments.

While I was in the bookstore, I also bought Damien Herman Hesse's classic work, fashion magazine, an art science book called Parallel Universe, and a book called How to Seduce Women and the Mind of Women. I felt proud even though I only cheated without reading a book. I felt like a literary young man.

As I walked out of the bookstore to the high rise, the shops began to disappear and only the bright streetlights filled the streets. You cross the asphalt road where the car can pass and enter an alleyway where only a person can walk. It was in a creepy place as the cheapest high school.

“Hey! Let's just talk. ”

The tall man in front of you yells loudly. If he had the strength of 10, it would be up to 5. So I carefully walked carefully not to get involved. However, the place where the man was shouting unfortunately was the way to the high school.

My heart trembled for no reason.

“I said no! Get out of here. Don't annoy me. Because I have a boyfriend! Huh? Get out of here! ”

I didn't want to see it, but the poem was a man, so I turned my head slightly to you when I heard the woman's voice. There, a woman with a slim figure in black stockings and high heels stood annoyed.

“Don't you know that's a lie? I know you don't have a boyfriend. Can we just go to your studio and talk? ”

“This is really annoying. You're just trying to fuck me. You don't know that? I'm not gonna give it to someone like you, so get out of my face! ”

“Bitch really doesn't listen. Are you out of your mind? ”

The man shouts louder than before if he was stabbed. The atmosphere was very harsh. Screaming out loud seemed like a fight was about to break out. The whirlwind rushes past them in a swift pace.

Pair!

“Tsk!”

Suddenly, the man slapped the woman hard on the cheek. The kids' cheeks in the drama were a joke. The tall man strikes with all his strength, and the woman falls to the ground, unable to resist.

“This bitch can't understand a word she's saying. Do you want to search?”

The man grabbed her by the neck and raised her up to beat the woman, whether he was paralyzed by excitement or not.

Pair!

Then I slapped him hard once more. The woman's lips burst open and blood bled out.

The moment I saw him, I was depressed even though the situation was completely irrelevant. I woke up with something in my chest. I filled my heart with heat as if it were a small burning flame.

“Well, stop it. ”

I shouted to the man who hit the woman, but the voice of the poem shook.

I was so afraid of this situation because I had never fought since elementary school. Nevertheless, I was able to stand up because I had a little confidence since receiving the inheritance.

“Hey! Get lost! Where did that idiot come from? ”

The man pushed the poem. Since I had just started exercising, the very mysterious situation was pushed back without being able to withstand the strength of the pushing man.

And he tried to pick her up and hit her again.

“Don't do it! ”

The poem squeals again, interrupting and pulling the man away from the woman.

“Phew.”

The woman who fell from the man sat on the floor and cried loudly. How terribly she cried. Tears poured down her eyes to the point where all the mascara had spread.

“Is this son of a bitch crazy? ”

The man waved his fist at the poet.

“Ugh!"

I instinctively held up my arm, but I felt the heaviest shock I've ever felt in my life. But that wasn't the end. The man continued to punch the situation that was blocking him with his arm.

Then I kicked him in the belly with my foot, and the belly just kept crouching, unable to breathe properly.

“Fuck off, asshole. ”

“Ow!”

When the man pushed the poem out, the poem that was not properly centered because of the pain hit his face in front of the cement wall and blood gushed from his nose. The sheep soaked with blood, including shirts and jackets.

“Well, what the hell. ”

After the poem slammed his face into the wall and bled out, the confused man stammered.

“Ah……. ”

The situation suddenly became fragile and the accident did not go well. I pushed my legs to hit the wall and hold the center, but the energy in my body escaped like sand slipping through my fingers. The mild moaning continues to creep to the floor.

“Oh, shit. Some idiot is making me sick. ”

The man looks embarrassed and runs away.

“Hey, hey. Are you okay?"

The woman who was crying on the floor came crazily to the fallen poem and waved, but she couldn't even answer if she was unconscious.

The woman urgently drags the rest of the poem to her nearby studio.

My head aches. I don't mean this light-headed feeling, but I feel like my brain is being crushed by a lot of pain. That's why the accident didn't happen properly. I was dazed.

The same is true of your eyes. You try to open your eyes to see the situation, but you only open your right eye a little and you feel extreme pain every time your left eye tries to open.

I looked around with my right eye slightly open, but it was so dark that I couldn't tell anything. I felt like I was lying on that cold floor. I patted around with both hands.

Munkle.

I felt a soft textured cloth even though I grabbed it gently.

“What is it?”

The poem felt doubtful, carefully stuttering and stuttering something, and my hands went deep into the rag. The poem shocked me and put his hand back into the cloth. And I gently touched it, but this gentle feeling was definitely felt one day. In the middle of something round, there was a bulging switch, and as I squeezed it, I became as hard as a living creature.

The poem did not resolve the question at all, putting my hands into the cloth and stuttering it. Something soft and soft was both sides, so it was very good to touch with both hands.

You gently pull the middle switch with your fingers and rub something soft on it. This feeling of being so cozy made me not want to hit my hand.

“Oh, it's soft. ”

But for some reason, I only touched this round thing, and my penis was erected by itself. And he began to rub his erected penis into something unknowingly long and soft. My back moved by itself.

I felt like I was taking off all my clothes strangely, but the situation was so ecstatic that I didn't have time to think about it.

It didn't rain much, but I felt even better because of the slippery Cooper liquid. Just a little more like this and I felt like I could have a pretty good situation.

“Wait, that makes the bed dirty. ”

Suddenly something that made the poem feel good left.

“Huh?"

The poem was confused for a moment, but the light suddenly lit up.

I had never seen a woman in black mesh slips in the vision of a vision with only the right eye shrugged, and her left face was seemingly bruised.

The poem was born to see slips for the first time. Although the clothes themselves were mostly meshed, unfortunately the vagina was covered with panties, so no conspiracy was seen at all. However, the breast was very wild because the brown nipple was exposed because it did not have a brazza.

“I'll do it for you. ”

“Yes? What, what? ”

After saying something she doesn't understand, she approaches the poet, strips off the blanket, and carefully grabs the penis that is leaking Cooper's fluid with her bare hands. Then I put it in my mouth and began to suck carefully.

“Ah!”

The situation was so surprising, but my penis seemed to melt, and I was lying in bed with my eyes closed and groaning.

The pleasures that the hot tongue felt when it wrapped around the penis were different from the dimensions that it felt when it was held with its right hand.

The poem opened his eyes and looked at her sucking her penis. Her cheeky slip reveals her breasts and makes her sexy like crazy as she looks at her Pelazio.

“Ah……. I think it's cheap. ”

As she continued to suck her penis, I suddenly felt good. The poem instinctively grabs her head and shakes her back.

“Ugh!"

And I begged her to shut up.

She was not embarrassed at all even though a sudden drop of semen came into her mouth. She was shaking her penis with her hands and biting the beans during rice to ensure that the situation was smooth. When the situation was over, I carefully bitten the penis again and carefully sucked out the remaining semen. I wasn't good at it once or twice.

After pulling out a few wipes, she spits out the semen in her mouth.

I expected that he would drink his own semen, so I thought.

“W-what the hell is this...? ”

The vision of her not drinking semen did not connect properly with her confusion about whether she had regained her mind.

“Was it okay?”

She lies beside the poem with a smile.

“Who are you? ”