Master of Ninja World

"Puff!"

The dazzling silver light pierced through the huge body of the demon elf, and its body was opened with a long and narrow crack, almost occupying the entire body, and the huge body was almost torn apart.

"Ohhhhhh."

The fierce pain obviously stimulated the demon spirit. The life force of this servant was extremely tenacious. Even though it was broken, he still roared frantically. Even because of the fierce pain, he was completely angry with the monster, and his roar was like a muffled thunder. West Asia College.

"Isn't this dead?" Wuchen frowned, muttering to himself: "Sure enough, it's wrong for his subordinates to be merciful. It won't do to give you a corpse."

Looking at the demon spirit, Wuchen continued to mutter to himself: "Anyway, it is painful for you to be alive. Why not liberate you? When marching towards heaven, remember that the benefactor who killed you is called Wuchen!"

The spiritual pressure in the body swept away, and the ferocious and deadly moves followed.

"Ninety black coffins of breaking the road!"

In the void, many black shadowless blades suddenly flashed out of thin air. The demon spirit was like a black hole exuding a powerful gravitational force, and instantly attracted everyone's spiritual pressure blades.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

The fierce demon spirit was suddenly dismantled, and his huge body was dismembered...

"Grumbling... vomiting..."

Many people couldn't bear this scene, their hearts and souls rolled, and they couldn't help vomiting.

"Amazing!"

A group of girls stared at Wuchen with dumbfounded expression. This so-called powerful demon spirit, in front of Wuchen, was like tofu, and just gave him two tricks, and it collapsed.

"What's so surprising?"

Being watched by a crowd of people like monsters, Wuchen was quite uncomfortable, especially Kleier's fiery eyes, more like the sun, and even wanted to melt himself.

"You are amazing!"

Suddenly approaching Wuchen's side, Claire smiled, and was still very speechless...

"Snapped!"

Wuchen almost jumped up, turned his head and looked at Claire in hell, and asked incredible: "You actually hit my ass?! Is it my illusion? Or are you dreaming?"

"Since you can hit me? Why can't I hit you?" Claire asked back.

"of course..."

When asked this way, Wuchen was really speechless and could only stare at him. In his opinion, Claire's behavior was to play hooliganism to herself, and was used to teasing others. At this moment, she was suddenly beaten down. Wuchen was really real. Some are not used to it.

"Since you think it's very suitable, hehe..." Wuchen laughed wretchedly, leaned to Claire's ear, and said without any haste: "Before, I looked at your body completely. Why don't you do this? When we go back to the room, let's meet frankly, and you will read me all over, so you won't lose money!

When speaking of the frank meeting, Wuchen deliberately took a heavy breath, and his face was full of unkind intentions, a demon reincarnated alive and well.

"You... stinky rascal!" Claire slapped clean, her face flushed instantly.

"Cough cough cough..."

Alice, who couldn't stand it, coughed awkwardly and reminded: "This is a public place, please pay attention to your image."

Alice can't afford to lose people without dust.

"You want to thank me, just say it, I just accept it all." Wuchen said with a smile, looking at Alice calmly.

"I..."

Alice was speechless. She really wanted to thank her sincerely, but the words of Wuchen that had been prepared for her thanks were held back.

"Great grace does not say thank you, in the future, if it is useful to me, just speak up. Our knights will definitely do our best." After speaking, Alice left, probably to report the situation to Grevas.

"I should go back too..."

Wuchen stretched his waist and turned to leave. Last time he showed good strength. Grevas also gave Wuchen the treatment he deserves, an independent villa.

Different strengths naturally receive different attention. The stronger the strength, the better the treatment.

"Huh, where do I live?"

Claire wanted to cry without tears, looking at the dormitory turned into ruins, it would take a while to rebuild.

It was getting late, approaching the evening.

"The tigress of Restia, it's better not to fall into my hands, otherwise...the last time she let her go was really a misstep. I knew it would be better to buy and sell."

In the misty bath* room, there is a dust-free spit, and it is not difficult to hear the meaning of regret. Allowing Restia to leave is the most wrong choice. If Restia is not allowed to leave, it will not happen today. This kind of thing.

After complaining, Wuchen put on his nightgown, dried the water stains on his head, and walked out slowly, staring at the living room, instantly freezing.

"Miss Clare, which play are you singing?"

Looking intently, I don't know when to start, Claire is already lying on the sofa, with Erlang's legs tilted, and a fruit plate in front of him, peeling the fruit skin comfortably, with a relaxed and contented air.

"Why, this is my house, why can't I show up here?" Claire suddenly became unhappy, hands on hips, and asked: "I am your master, so what's wrong with me here?"

"There is a lot of humiliation, but no matter what you say, there is only one place to sleep. If you can sleep on the sofa, I don't care." Wuchen shrugged indifferently.

"What about your gentleman's demeanor?" Hearing this, Claire jumped up, how arrogant a slave elf was?!

"Hey.. Want to sleep on chuang? That's okay. If you want to sleep with me, although I suffer a lot, I'm a little crowded. It doesn't matter if I feel wronged."

Wuchen revealed a embrace, who expected Claire to be just a very unkind slipper...

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