Master of Ninja World

"Hey..."

As if thinking of something, he laughed cleanly, his eyes narrowed into a line, and asked with interest: "I have thought of a way to compensate you, but first I have to confirm, are you serious? Maybe you will hate that way, if I get disgusted, wouldn't I be a big loser."

"Of course not, I gladly agree to everything Wuchen Master has done for me!"

Atalante's hands are on his hips, and the cheeks are slightly bulging. They are very cute. Sometimes a woman who sells a cute woman is often the most flattering.

She said in a very serious tone: "Please also Mr. Wuchen to execute it immediately."

"There's really no way to deal with you."

In desperation, Wuchen picked up Atalante's head, and under the latter's startled gaze, she ignored her next reaction.

The dust-free mouth directly blocked Atalante's soft/tender fragrance/lip.

Next...Naturally it is something that goes without saying, especially for men. Almost every man likes intense sports.

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In the early morning of the next day, about three poles in the sun, Atalante was still nestled in a dust-free embrace with a lazy expression.

Her eyes were still sleepy.

"It's a ridiculous night. This anger should be gone, Atalante." After scraping the girl's white nose, Wuchen praised with a thumbs up: "You were great last night, I am very enjoy."

"really?!"

The girl in her arms changed a comfortable position again after hearing this, and arched like a cat.

"How can there be fakes."

Wuchen closed his eyes like an endless aftertaste, showing infatuation/love, the experience is really good.

"It is my duty to let Master Wuchen enjoy life. If you still need it in the future, please try to find me to implement it!" Atalante said with a blushing face.

Being able to say this as a woman shows the importance of Wuchen in her heart.

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At the same time, Zieg's side also summoned all the resurrected heroes.

"The original black Lancer and Archer were killed."

In Zieg's temporary stronghold, there were several heroic spirits standing beside him, all of whom had participated in the Holy Grail War before.

At this moment, everyone is staring at a map. The coordinates are the dust-free base camp. Several people are discussing how to attack the dust-free base camp.

These resurrected heroes are the red saber Mordred, the Assyrian Empress of the red assassin, and the red lancer and rider.

It can be said that in addition to berserker, caster and archer, the heroic spirits of the original red side have been resurrected. As for the original archer, Atalante, who has taken refuge in Wuchen, there are currently four heroic spirits, plus The black lacner and archer that were killed before, nearly six heroes, and there are top heroes such as red lacner and red assassin, such a luxurious lineup can almost sweep the world.

And they all obeyed one person's orders-Zieg!

"Unexpectedly, the Holy Grail War is over. We have to participate in the dispute between you and that guy. Really... we were killed by that guy once, and he might be killed a second time now."

The red rider leaned against the wall and sighed. He knew the horror of dust-free, and he couldn't refuse to execute such a harsh task.

Since the moment of resurrection, they are like robots that have been programmed-helping Zieg to get rid of dust at all costs.

Such instructions are very annoying for several people, and there is no way to resist them.

"There is no need to be so desperate. We win because of the large number of people. Even though we have lost two, there are still four heroes... plus I am five."

Zieg is more optimistic. Because of Ziegflies, he can also transform into a heroic battle like a hero.

"I lost once before, and now I don't want to lose a second time."

The red lacner looked at the map carefully, and thought: "This time we have the right time and place and three advantages. I really can't think of any reason to lose to him."

"Huh... I died too fast before, and I have something to ask that guy to ask clearly!" Mordred's eyes flashed bitterly.

"Ahhhhhhhh...what a surging will to fight, saber." The red assassin, that is, the Assyrian empress suddenly flashed, and watched Mordred teasingly: "It looks like the dust-free is you Father, you won’t turn around when the war starts? Isn’t there such an example?"

After speaking, the red side assassin also looked at Zieg intentionally.

It was because of Alstoff's betrayal of the black camp that this kid got the Holy Grail.

"Stop splashing dirty water, you disgusting smelly snake!"

Mordred's eyes were full of raging red light, and he said in a deep voice: "We are all forced to order by the Holy Grail... Tell me such boring things, are you okay?"

"If you want to provoke, watch out for me to tear your head!"

As if it were true, Mordred was full of magic.

"The war hasn't started yet, we will have civil strife here ahead of time. If you don't want to die, everyone should stay calm."

The red rider stood up and rounded the court. It's not good for anyone to mess up at this time.

"When will I start? The more you drag, the worse it will be." Red lancer asked.

"The time has been set... it will probably be the night after three days, when Wuchen will fight to the death!"

Zieg clenched his fists, he couldn't forgive Wuchen, Alstoff gave him the Holy Grail, and also gave him hope, Entong recreated.

But in the end it was wiped out by Wuchen. He couldn't tolerate that the murderer was still at large!