Lonely Attack on the Different World
Part 749 Apparently, the old men from different worlds were doing it more face-to-face than two serious medium patients!
Day 145 Before noon Forestside Castle Fortress in Elf
There she went for a walk back to the Elf Forest on her own, and Angelica and the others, pressed to surround her, licking and shaking a black stick wet in her saliva, chewing her throat in a tranced expression and twisting. Oh, oh, oh, the three of us alone. Go!
"Uh, me too!" "Hey, me too!" "Ha, ha, ha..." "Oh, I'll go first" "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" "" "" "" "" Npa ♥ "" ah ♥ no - it won't stop ~ ♥ "" "" "" "yummy, yummy ♥" "" "
Crowded and crushed simultaneously, they crawl their tongues and shake to contention, slowly crawling their tongues from their tips into their lips, licking and savoring them with their tongues as they lick "Nabu". When you get black and fat and bitter and let go of your lips, your saliva pulls a thread, you look bright red as you look at it, Yuki-kun. But I'm relentlessly pressed and shaken, because it's so fat and big and delicious, I can't stop.
"Hey, wait, if they lick you that hard, bananas, because bananas are chewed and swinging! I mean, it's dripping off my lips... and I don't care if they look at me while I shave, in order. If you don't be a good boy, you're not gonna feed him, are you?
Intense delicacy spreading into your mouth, still snuffing out thick, hard bananas with your lips and eating tongues. Everyone begged for a replacement and licked and shaved with her, and the flowing saliva wet her jaw... because it's delicious.
"I mean, I only had a little cocoa bean, so that's it, right? Yeah, it sounds like chocolate, but chocolate banana because it's condensed raw chocolate and low in quantity. What, but why would I ride and eat it up there after pushing down and robbing a boy high school student who worked hard to make and sell it? Yeah, the load is overweight with fruit juice to see if the heavy is even heavier and swollen...... no, it's nothing! Or coveted!
(Poyo poyo)
It was a chocolate banana sale in different worlds, they found coffee beans and cocoa beans, although there was no quantity, and a hard, unsweetened banana. That's why they steam bananas, boil them sweetly, wrap them in chocolate, and their delicacies are complicated, but their tongues melt their hearts sweetly and sweetly.
We tear for nostalgia and deliciousness, and the otherworldly group is swinging and crying at the sweetness of their first experience, and the coveted Yukikun is underneath and replacing the rug. Yeah, I couldn't stand it.
"Are you done yet? It's a live kill, my maiden's desire has been ruined!" "The arsonist who set the maiden's desire on fire won't give me an extra chocolate banana." "Or was there such a delicious thing in the woods!!" "Mr. Elf doesn't eat chocolate?" "I've eaten for the first time, I'll never forget it again," "I'm captivated!?" "Ahem - there's a sweet aftertaste in your mouth -" "Okay, let's dominate the forest!!" "" Oh, did you have that hand!? "" No, Mr. Ireilea shouldn't hold his fist and snort? "" But can we trade? You can, just through the villages of the people on the outer edge or the protectors.
Yao-kun has great eyes under everyone. I think I've been subdued by the buttocks and thighs of my maiden munchkin underlay...... I wonder if she won't move, Jiuru.
[Sex Emperor... Chocolate Banana Hajiji was eaten up]
"Hey, it was definitely pricey, but it was a new product, and it was a rare preference, and it was a supreme delicacy, so isn't it terrible to abuse an innkeeper who came hard to find and process it? Yeah, you see it in real life by telling me that it's a tragic, tragic event, even historically, when it's heavy and crushed to death?
"" "" I'm telling you not to go for a walk on your own to enemy land! I'm preaching, but I didn't have time to talk, my mouth was busy!! ""
It's as if it's not bad, but the preaching requirements are fully met in the preaching project. If you look away at it at all, it will only cause problems, but it will destroy the problem by letting it go. The natural "Natural" existential "-Bone" problem child, "Trabler".
Reporting of raids and folding of information. Zero defeated the vice president in the dark, and it looks like one of the eight swords was defeated inside. Sure, when you're sitting in your personal clothes, Mr. Farelia seems like an adult, but when you attack him, it's dangerous, because, at any rate, Mr. Yuki-kun calls you "Lubu's daughter", right? Now all that remains is one sword and the head of the dark, but the head of the dark says it won't move basically, but it seems dangerous when you turn it into a magician and approach it with a spellsmith, the most dangerous and uninformed enemy in the merchant country.
The vigilance is complete and this time it was perfect, whatever this one was, we overwrote the magic formation of the forest on its own and turned it into an alarm, because there are natural enemies of the nuisance ordinance, we can see the raid before we detect it, the villagers are already happily licking the knife, inside the walls of hidden trenches and hidden revolving doors and hidden grass, surrounded by gilly suits (flowerbed versions), it seemed like lurking and having fun, and "hiccup" screaming, we hardly even had a turn, every once in a while the strong opponent gets shot through the arrows pouring from heaven... and finally we went sniping outside saying there was no aim? Even if there's no more walls in this village, do you think it's safe for good?
And the elves had little information, they were taken to Mr. Archemy's village, they had a little information about Dawn Mi, and there was probably no one more familiar with the information about the elves' ancestors than Mr. Ireilea... and Mr. Erov didn't seem to be here.
"How was the elf bow?
"I don't know because he hasn't been shot, but from the bow making, he's focused on hitting accuracy, and his range is longer, but he's not powerful, and it's like he's just really gonna fly straight, right?
"" "" "Hey, what the heck!
It's poisoned, you know. But my wife doesn't seem to have any hands, it's dangerous to have a multi-warhead split-induced burst arrow or something on the boulder. What's dangerous is extremely dangerous if you have a craftsman like Far Away, but an elf craftsman seems like a common sense ordinary elf by the time he's foolish.
"How was the village, a fantasy tree town in the woods?
"Is that a sense of rural proximity to a marginal settlement among Riyama? Yeah, they dried potatoes, didn't they?
They were touring the country. Why are elf beauties hunting in Montpe in different worlds?
And Dawn Mi's whole life I heard while eating dinner, that was a muscle we could have had. Though I don't know the details, it seems that more than ten people were definitely there in the mass transfer, and they ran away from their companions... I mean, they got into a dangerous situation that wasn't an inner rub, the same tragedy as ours.
We had a long way to go, and it would have been just as tragic without us. The only difference was the presence of clowns who hated tragedy, and we had a passing killer who even passed by a very lying coincidence.
But Dawn Mi ran away on her own and was saved by the elves, and she leaned her entire life toward the protection of the elf forest, and Dawn Mi created all the magical junctions and detection formations that covered this forest, and it had nothing to do with the prestigious Elder.
However, Yao-kun doesn't seem to care about the elves, and he is stunned with a flashing face when he examines the distribution and trends of ingredients in the forest and hears the battle over here over a delightful, freshly fried coffee on the coffee beans.
"I mean, the Lerorello old man really did it with that middle two demon swords! Wow...... at that age," Inhibiting Kaleidoscope "Kaleidoscope" (Kiri!) "or" Wear it, wear a sword (Kirilli!) "or something like that... yeah, that was a pack of sealed and embarrassing weapons that I collected and sold because they were impossible weapons for sophomores in high school, because" freeze them, ice walls (Kim!) "or" manifest it Magic Flame (Doya Face!) "or seriously, I can't... I did it even if my old man was a true face!? Ouch!!"
I thought it was a prototype for an experiment, Prototype, because it's kind of a wasted demon sword with an extraneous flavor, and it seems to have been a late-night story gear. He sold it because he was embarrassed to use it when he got back to the vegetables in the morning, although the illness in his sophomore year of middle school recurred and he made it due to the late-night internal tension... What the hell are you doing playing at midnight, deciding in a well-dressed dialogue with Mr. Slime and what are you doing in the middle of the night posing together!
Get ready. Mr. Vismlegzero was fighting so hard... uh... yeah, maybe it hurt a little? Everyone was pulling a little on that "Hundred Blades, the Snowflake, the White Flower Mess" thing. But your brother was working very hard... he had a dialogue with Ichigo pose and that was painful... because Mr. Ireilea was pretending to be someone else too? 'Cause "Freeze the world, Ice Heaven World!"... hey?