Peerless Genius System

“Lo, I want to kiss you too! ”

In the conveying space channel, the long-handed ghost finally mustered the courage to speak his mind.

Sholodin looked at her for a while, then reached out and bounced in her eyebrows: “Which one is wrong? Bullshit! ”

The ghost touched his forehead and shook his head stubbornly: "I'm not talking nonsense, I just want to kiss. ”

“Gaga...”

The Duck King couldn't help laughing loudly, it was the kind of laughing, “Little girl, did you see that little girl in Moon Country kiss the goddamn kid and get jealous? ”

The ghost did not refute it and glanced at it with a whispered grudge.

Sholo had a headache, so many girls in the original world had relationships that he had yet to figure out, and he could never make any more debts.

He asked, "Do you know what I'm doing at the Halloween? ”

The ghost shook his head and glanced at him.

“Get my wife back. ”

Sholo told her very seriously, "Me and my wife could have lived carefree. By the way, we had a lovely, lively daughter, and the Kwang people took her away, and I went there to get my wife back. ”

When she heard this, the ghost stunned. She always thought that Sholo was just going to see the Guangzhou Holy Land. I didn't expect, like her, to have a relative there: "Lo, why haven't you heard this before? ”

“This is called the capital, not all things have to be shared, a lot of things, just keep quiet in mind, now you should know why this goddamn kid looks so mature and steady, every word gives people a strong sense of security.” The Duck King intervened.

Sholo glanced at it and didn't speak, and the stinking duck finished everything he had to say.

The ghost looked at him unrelentingly: “Even so, it doesn't affect me to like you. We bloodsucking tribes can be three wives and four concubines. If we can't be big wives, then I can be your little wife. ”

Big wife, little wife?

Sholo stretched down a black line on her face and gave her a note on her head: "What are you thinking all day, are you going to rescue your father? ”

“Yes, yes, definitely. ”

The ghost's determination on this matter was enormous. He nodded immediately, but something seemed to have occurred to him. He whispered, “It doesn't look urgent to marry Luo. We'll talk about it when we see his father, hip-hop...”

Sholo's forehead, sighed heavily.

“Goddamn it, kid, don't make yourself eat here. Just like that, you see how young girls grow water spirits. When you're little wife, I think it's a flower stuck in cow shit.” The Duck King deliberately demeaned Sholo to comfort the ghost.

Sholo stared at it coldly: "Give you a chance to reorganize the language and say it again! ”

“I mean, you two look great together, you know what it means to fight.” The Duck King frightened a spirit and hurried into the ghost's pocket to hide.

The ghost asks, "Who's for example, why did you hit him? ”

Sholo and the Duck King: "…”

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As the chaos around them faded away, Sholo, the ghost and the Duck King arrived in Tarawa City.

As elsewhere, the city of Tarawa also has a unified receiving station for people coming from all sides, and the Moon Master says it is true that it is ruled by the Dwarves, who are surrounded by soldiers wearing armor who are only about a meter, two, three, tall Dwarves, just like the Dwarves.

These Dwarf generals are not low, are at the level of great martial artists, and the leader is a master at the martial arts level.

A large group of people travelled with Sholo, walking out of the receiving station, and a young man in a silver robe came to greet him with five or six men.

“Brother Tai, I'm sure you're here for the Congregation of Divine Soldiers. Why don't we go together?” Silver Robe Youth Path.

Sholo glanced lightly at him, with this young silver robe with men and women, cultivated to high and low, cultivated to low is the master of martial arts, cultivated to high, this young silver robe reached the peak level of martial arts, just one step away from the realm of Wu Wang.

Without waiting for Sholo to speak, the young man in the silver robe introduced himself: "In Chen Feng, from the snowy mountain pie half a million kilometers away. ”

Not only did he introduce himself, but also the others with him, all disciples of the Gateway, from the same region.

Sholo didn't want to meet anyone, he just wanted to get here as soon as possible and go to the next destination: "I'm sorry, we're not here for some sorcerer's convention. ”

Just say it, don't give this Chen Feng time to talk, leave with the ghost and the Duck Emperor, leave Chen Feng and others scratching their heads in place so they don't know.

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“Lo, let's go see if we can find the right weapon.” The ghost is still interested in the Divine Soldiers' Convention, and she feels she should have a good weapon.

The Duck Emperor echoed: “The little girl is right, you have a dragon knife in your hand, the world is invincible, but we are unarmed, it seems very necessary for us to find a weapon. ”

“Isn't it enough for me to protect you?” Sholobai glanced at both.

“Enough is enough, but I also want to help you a little more when I meet the enemy.” Ghost Way.

“Exactly.” Duck King nodded.

“There's an armoury there, if you really want it, let's go there now.” Sholo pointed forward.

“It's all some broken copper and rotten iron. What's so good about it? Only divine soldiers deserve such noble identities as ours.” Duck King's Road.

This statement undoubtedly reveals its true idea, meaning that it is only interested in the Divine Soldier, and no other weapon can get into its eyes.

Sholo gave it two words: "Fuck off! ”

The Duck King dared not say anything more, the ghost is not as urgent as the Duck King, the Divine Soldier is attractive to her, but what Sholoh means, she will unconditionally abide by.

A Dwarf interrogated him, but he was told that the transmission array was at the place where the Divine Soldiers' Convention was held.

This embarrasses Sholo, everything can crash, it's evil, and the Ghost and the Duck King are so excited and excited, clap and celebrate.

“See, God wants us to go to the Divine Soldiers' Convention, Gaga...” Duck Emperor Happy Happy Way.

“Don't be proud, even if there's a soldier, it's not what you, the stinking duck, can get.” Sholo sarcastically.

“Lo, stop it, let's go to the Divine Soldiers Convention, oh no, let's go to the transmission array, hip-hop...” The Ghost urged.

Sholo was speechless, and it really had to go.

“Grrr! Grrr!”

The ghost suddenly settled down and touched his stomach. “Lo, before we go, let's go eat something. I'm hungry. ”

“What do you want to eat?” Sholo asked.

“There, we smell a fragrance coming from the distance, where we go to eat.” The ghost stretched out his white fingers and rushed towards a tavern.