Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 116 Dynasty Royal Castle

Zazen, sharpening the spirit, mastering and limiting physical sensations, while practicing and spinning magic and blood. Full control of your gear is your goal, if you're not armed, you're in trouble! Damn, as long as there's something like a bar, I'll take every old man's sword up to his skull!

Concentrate your spirit, erase your evil thoughts and turn your consciousness within. But why do people meditate and concentrate on Zen, and Leotard's womb begins! Raw skin dancing in front of you, posture dancing, fleshy flesh jumping, butt swinging carnal hell. Yeah, what's this training for?

Silence - let yourself go, let your heart go. Don't shake your heart, be in vain but see and be, but accept. He said it was a kickback hip-up exercise. Whoa! Knock, the fierce battle between Mr. Leotard eating into the meat and his round butt bouncing off with soft elasticity is spreading under his eyes, isn't it? Yeah, my butt is shaking before my heart shakes!?

"" "Up, down! Up, down!

The selfless frontier that unites with the sky "Kuku" and unleashes its own self into the sky, that is, leaves the flesh and unwraps the mind. Yeah, the munchiness of this fleshy side leg-up can be a test for boys high school, the infinite frontiers between the large, sparingly open legs and the narrow legs are selflessly obsessed, mindless and meditating to the eye, yet Mr. Luo Shin-Eye stares at the banquet of beauty that flexes munchkins with cancer! Yeah, that's a frontier of vanity and interest.

Are you selfless or selfless obsessed with Gori Misty Munchkin...... close, narrow, poisonous to the eyes! I'm sure the girls will be around all the time with surveillance and security. Concentration, concentration becomes selflessness and forgetfulness. Yeah, you're good at forgetting me, but if you distract me, your consciousness gets there, too, right?

"" "Lights, Lefts, Lights, Lefts!

In the way of meditation, or natural enemies. When I meditate, the wrong things wake up. It's all kinds of sights, but this is my escort who's losing his fighting ability. The priests revealed all the counts in the Church's "Stone Plate of Constraints," and the Sister Daughter's oath to punish them according to the law. Apparently, the escape of the priests continues, with a fussy mayhem? It's a fuss when the bride gets away with it, but is there a priest?

There is still danger within the confused Church, it remains to be said that all the pus of the Church could still be put out. That's why I don't know about protection, but isn't it too much to surround a boy high school student who's Zazen and has reached a selfless frontier, and I'm a leotard? Yeah, from now on, the frontier of selflessness is going to lose to the plight of reason, but when you lose, that's when the case is settled, right?

"" "" One, two! One, two! "" "" "" Yi, Yi, Yi! Hey, hey, hey!

There are still dangerous elements within the Church, because of which my sister elf daughter is much busier. Its rare ability to detect emotions is the best ability to find evil and falsehood under a man's fine mask, and its accuracy and accuracy have been demonstrated because I am often repudiated (gilty) too!

So give up, distract consciousness. It's magic control. Last night I poked at the void with just three tentacles and the revenge was perfected neatly and refreshingly, but I won't be alarmed anymore, with three tentacles I can't counter six hands.

"" "Un du un du!!" "

But the Demon Hand is in danger. The Demon Yarn is too dangerous to talk to you. I have the best tentacles right now. For some reason, it was happening at super close range. No, I didn't touch it! Well close range sucks, why is everyone wearing the thinnest leotard! I just want you to be a little more concerned about the boy's eyes. Can't you feel ashamed? I don't have enough ladies' taste, but I don't want you to remember the sex ladies' taste, because they're too suspicious and they suck and they're not ladylike at all, are they? I don't really feel like a lady has a tendency to serve (play) or anything, do I?

The current situation has drastically reduced the number of moves available, limited abilities (skills) and uncontrolled physical abilities by less than 30%. Well, it will suffice, even compared to them, to make up for the ability of "surgical theory". I can go up to five minutes with a fierce old man in the absence of equipment or demons that I can't give 10% of my strength with a low LV gear request, my physical performance is exploding even if I'm weakened, I just can't control it and can't use it without limiting it. Then the results of the analysis per second have already been obtained, which compensates for the low number of basic abilities (specs), and the calculations are proceeding at super high speeds based on them. Strong opponent attacks will kill you anyway, then you'll have to avoid them, only speed and reflexes are the lifeline! Well, the stirrups are too thick to grasp, but it's a good thing they're sturdy.

"" "" Shake, hop! Shake, hop!

At last night's death fight (rehab) I finally grabbed the feeling of magic and physical control, which I thoroughly repeated and pistoned back and forth over and over again until I could grab it already! I've already grabbed enough of that, stroked it around, rubbed it around, and worked out magic (shudder) control, it was an endless tough training...... it was so good!

Imagine - it just doesn't make any sense to think about it, it perfectly depicts all the magical phenomena.

Bouncing up at your fingertips, a bullet for a firebarret that circles through the air and draws a parabola. Spirits and thoughts are integrated and superimposed, magic formations appear in the body like a single deceitful painting, all of which is the magic of the Trinity with blood, demons and chi perfectly aligned with the mind and moves bodies activated in concealed pictures of the human body (trick art) where the meridians and blood vessels draw blood, chi and demons draw flow patterns. Yeah, this sucks!

(Dogaaaaaaah!)

"" "What, what, what are you doing?! It's not dangerous!

Just a single flame bullet (Fire Barrett), staring up at Bo with his finger while he couldn't even fly it, suddenly I knew, everything meshed together, the hidden pattern blueprints flashed in the back of his brain, everything matched... it was just a flame bullet, a small version of a so-called (so-called) fireball with live ammunition using a physical warhead that only wore fire magic and a target. Yet the magician modified the magic to say, "I thought this might happen," and the flamethrows (Fire Barrett) like the wave cannon of the demon bullet penetrated the thick stone walls and disappeared across the sky... Yeah, they disappeared into the void with my MP? What is that!?

And don't call it an infinite hellish sermon to begin with. A storm (hurricane) struck with a heavy rainfall flood warning. (Oko) was an admirable direct hit, thunderbolt and a novel rained (oh my God), and a rough patterned weather mutation of sermons at sunny times! I guess it's still an episode of withdrawal (octopus) by cutting the sweets (bumps), the gaze of 60 eyes follows the buns floating in the universe scattered like dancing, the new product "Candidate Cathedral Buns (prototype)" (decoy) dances to heaven while preaching a storm (hurricane)! You win.

"" "" "Whoa, whoa!

"Oh, my God! That's a massive amount of decoy being grabbed and cheeked up in the air! What controls the rebound also controls the bun!? But the rebound of the weight is completely suppressed... No, I'm not saying anything. So I'm going to sit down, right?

The perfectly planned escape play is just a bun grab (block shot) of the girls with super long overstays at super altitude: "Whew!" It was annihilated along with the ringing, adding buns, go - and bun shooting (Rain)!

"" "Yikes! Sprinkled buns!

"Under the goal, drop your hips and box out!

"Shh! Screen out!

"To, I won't let you get away with it! Bun eyes activated!

"Who, you stole my bun! S, stealth!? Shadow thin who!?"

"Not enough, we're short on starboard buns, what are you doing!

They pissed me off! Sometimes the best measure is a crisis of drowning by inducing high school girls to run wild (stampede) without drowning in stupidity, and committing a stupidity with a treat and turning it into a mob, before the incredible destructive power of the bun munchkin pushing competition bun leotard VER. Boys high school boys high school boys go wild (stampede) near the munchkin's ocean plains! Yeah, the ocean is wide, big, soft. It's a cuckoo wave-like attack that returns rough waves pushing from front, back, left, and right, and to tell the truth no more boys high school students. That's really bad! Hey, why do you get the technique of pinching with that thigh?!? The danger zone where misfiring is dangerous is so perfect. Munchkin twisted.

Worst of all, a high school girl runs wild (Stampede) and uses a munchkin 'bun and all over her body to fuse and merge (Fusion), rubbing, pinching and crushing a male high school student is a mayhem (Confusion), no misfire is at stake, and a missile named Boys High School is ready to fire!

No, I can't get out! Although the physical ability itself is restricted (locked) and suppressed, the complete control is still uncontrolled, the body and feet are awkward (tight), and since it is a lightweight outfit that is not equipped, I also have a problem of saying that the equipment ability cannot be used at all, but the problem beyond that is wearing thin clothes? When the thin clothes and the leotard are tightly attached, the boys' high school chemical reaction breaks the critical breakthrough of the expansion reaction with a breakthrough in the limit, and if it bursts out and fires, it will undoubtedly be socially obliterated and the title of the concealer will be taken. But the title of a pervert is a very dangerous play for Mr. Likeability, because Mr. Pervert doesn't seem to like you!

The request was received, but the case that I left behind with a sweet look that it would be slightly different was true, beyond the LV 100 posture (style) in further evolution to a level where I could fall asleep with superior Western buddies such as the chairman of the armored committee and the dancing daughter, and the cuddly, tight, alluring punky looks very brilliantly healthy about your growth beyond the Asian LV! There's been an error with the last underwear I created, they're supposed to be stopping growing but evolution (evolution) won't stop! Huh, my thighs! My thighs! Huh.

[After the completion of the Sex King's defeat, all the women (staff) took good care of her.

When I look at my clothes, wrapped in a careless sense of annuity, it's changing, I guess the chairmen of the armored committee made me change... why even the trunks? There is a sense of careless fatigue and strange refreshment, but I guess it is fatigue caused by sudden push competition bun damage and its openness. Are you tired?

The unexpected and unexpected accidental fire outburst (misfire) of the flare bullet (Fire Barrett) had drastically reduced the MP, but the in-room surgery was activated or returned to full capacity, for honor's sake, the misfire outburst was only a flare bullet (Fire Barrett), and the boy in high school didn't have a misfire outburst (misfire), did he? Yeah, I could stand the moment my consciousness dropped, even to the last minute, and yet why is it even being changed to the trunk?

"" "" Good Morning - ""

"Oh, good morning? Like?"

Your mood seems to have healed and your octopus seems to have healed. It still seems to have been a rush (stampede) for bun deficiency due to bun poisoning. Are you scared of buns? And the trial started with a smiley, twinkly face? Why impeachment? I don't remember asking you how much, because I didn't do anything wrong?

"He said it wasn't. Caress with a sober heart Caress with a stroke Spinning sincerity Genuine body, mind and sober Boys with high school thoughts Carefully kindness Wash polite soul Cleanse with a single dandruff of holy thin handkerchief, rub out stubborn dirt Rub wash with a rubbing powerful wash Clean clean white Nice buddy spirits White dye them until they roam in place What more should be appreciated for the bleaching cleansing effect of the soul! Yeah, pretty, pretty? Like?"

Thank you, Sleepy Daughter. One of the rescues seems to have been incorrectly handed down, as if I enjoyed half naked and forced horny lotion play. It's a shameless matter that I don't remember any shards of. 'Cause you only had one handkerchief on you, didn't you? It was perky, so you can't help it, can you?

Had there been two dark holy waters, it would not have been necessary to go that far, but in fact, there was not enough capacity to wash out the incremental darkness of the sleeping daughter's spiritual body at will with food. If at least the virtue and refill sets had been dropped, the expansion would have been different, but the darkness was a little too dark, a darker darkness that seemed thicker and more vivid and even more emotional than the darkness ever felt. It was a spiritual body, but therefore prone to be deprived of its magic, which was making it powerful... and that would be why your sleeping daughter boasted of all that proliferation even when she was fighting it, and was strong.

I mean, as expected, the magic body is easy to feed on the darkness, because of that, your sleeping daughter was hard to help, and most importantly, she couldn't use the magic body tentacles or the three-snake trio, and she was pushed by dark maneuvers.

"Guilty of" Face Was Porn "during battle (Gilty)! It's a underwear top and bottom reorder decision!

"" "" No objection! I have an order!

Oh, convicted if you're thinking about it! Besides, I'm guessing there's a nasty grievance reason that my face was pornographic, where the hell is there a boy high school student who wipes a nice glamorous soul body with a thin handkerchief and his face doesn't get pornographic!? Yeah, you almost forgot me if the darkness hadn't attacked me?

Well, the size discrepancy seems to hurt when rubbed, arguably a cutting edge problem! Just a little bit ahead?

But last time I was willing to never sacrifice Mr. Preference until I showed boys the hard work of saying handmade (tentacles) women's underwear is just growth! The LV is over 100 and aging is significantly slower and seems to evolve if the size is assumed to be universal, without a heart or all is turning into a good Japanese detached style like a half model (with the exception of about two breasts). Are you going to measure this... it's a trial!

But if you don't even think about the darkness gear, it might taste bad, strength is pointless without a weapon that can take that one down, and you don't even have the gear to protect it.

So it's a physical weapon with a sacred effect... around sacred (holy) shotgun (shotgun), sacred (holy) grenade (pineapple), sacred (holy) incendiary bomb (napalm)... sacred (holy), is that it? But sacred magic had no dramatic effect either, except for the divine sword, defeating the darkness (that) is harsh. Through art logic, I went beyond the limits of Wuxian and tore through the weakened darkness with fists that my body smashed and scattered, but when I couldn't use a divine sword, it didn't taste good. It sounds good when I say divine clothing, but it's a different world where my grandfather becomes a god, so I guess the precision is "like God (Shin) Barr" or "God (Shin) Merikensack" or something like that? Well, if there's divine power in it, it's fine, so it's good to have divine powder... Is the problem vs. the majority?

No way. A boy in high school today came to another world and two stomach shots in a row were unexpected and painful, not willing to do it because he shouldn't commit suicide, but he became a stomach-experienced while stopping his sleeping daughter from self-destruction. Ouch. I guess the darkest, most concentrated and compressed part of the world was the nucleus (core), I could just win because Arre came into my body, that two blows to the stomach were reversing the situation, it was a meaningful means but I don't want to do it again! Yeah, it hurts!?

Judging from the jurisprudence of the modern judicial system and from the general argument of the press (mass media), it seems evil to commit suicide as a victim and the perpetrator should be protected. The solution to that theory is that it is right to take revenge as the perpetrator. Anyway, the perpetrator who let him die is protected, but the victim who died is considered evil. In other words, as a modern high school student, we should respect the opinions of adults who call themselves great and fine, and encourage revenge every day! Yes, we need to have a control system that combines physical and magical control to avenge an early morning three-person ecstatic sleepy high school boy's ravaging drama! There's an unbeatable battle every night, every morning!

And if it was enhanced in response to the damage of the daily battle, then the most optimized ability should be the "Sex King"! Yeah, that's the hardest thing I've ever done in another world. Everything's going to be all right. I'm working so hard as a boy high school student!

Well, I've come to understand how to use it, and I've got an image, I can't do it in a moving battle, but if it's production, I'll be able to go. Logic is speculating, stacking and finalizing empirical evidence, I can go theoretically, but it's a little big to say experimental... can we?