Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Little Boy Who Was Forced to Change His Clothes

A hundred-year-old cold kiln will not be colder than Alaska's heart, at this moment, it is like turning back time, and the scenery everywhere turns into blurred lines in the black and white eyes of the little boy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

From the time he left the Mar Demon, he stepped into Star-Moon City, sneaked into brothels, outwitted Pots, and even came to Urshiri. These huge numbers of sights suddenly wandered through his mind, causing him to scream in pain.

Professor Gamma hugged the little boy tightly and struggled in his arms, his face full of guilt and determination.

"I can't help but forgive me Alaska for the sake of Urshiri's safety, but you're really suspicious." Professor Gamma looked at the boy with a puzzled look, his eyes closed, and the flowers of pain blooming on his delicate countenance.

It should be a headache, right? She took the risk of hypnotizing the child, and the spell that was already unstable in effect, plus she was not good at it, actually succeeded at once.

This shows that Alaska trusts her, similar to a loved one! Only with no gaps and absolute trust can you hypnotize him so easily.

Professor Gamma's heart was heavy, but at the moment Ulshiri and her duties were more important, and she thought that if there was a real problem in Alaska, she could find a way to save it, lock it up at home as a small pet (younger brother), and if it was okay, she would naturally be better for him.

After a while, Alaska was drenched in sweat, his shirt and shorts were full of wet liquid, and Professor Gamma guessed that his underwear must have been soaked too, and he couldn't help frowning, what if he caught a cold and caught a cold?

"Professor Gamma, we're here, come and save us." Black Feather greeted excitedly.

I saw the tattered Ancient War Tree, barely protecting them under him, and a vicious werewolf attacked the Ancient War Tree greedily.

A broken tree - they naturally don't care, but the tender flesh of a fresh boy or girl is enough to break their liver and intestines.

The old tree, which used to be lush and straight, now doesn't look very good, and one of its thick branches (arms) has been broken, so it can only attack the werewolf with its left arm. From time to time, it emerges from the ground and strikes the werewolf's roots so that it can barely hold on.

But it won't be long, and the ancient tree let out a rapid wail, like a song of great ambition, to fight before dying.

"Ice Edge."

Seven or eight ice ridges glowing with cold light and the thickness of an adult's arm hit a few unlucky werewolves at the forefront, and they fell to the ground and died without even screaming.

"You are hiding under the ancient tree of war, don't come out." Professor Gamma stepped on the canopy of the ancient tree, looked coldly at the werewolf group, and said.

"But there are so many of them!!" Black Feather shouted.

"It's okay, do you know why wizards like things like the Ancient Tree of War? You think it's because you're timid? Or is it a low ability to fight hand-to-hand? But I can tear the werewolf apart single-handedly, as long as it's alone! Ice Sorrow - My natural magic freezes everything I touch, even if it's a bloodthirsty non-human. ”

"Professor... I really don't know, but Alaska, what's wrong with him? Black Feather said with a snort.

"He's got his own business, I don't think we should bother him, you're the only one awake at the moment, you're lucky, Miss Kuroba. Because only you can see the true skills of wizards, the reason why we need the Ancient Tree of War is because if we have time - we can make the impossible possible!!!! ”

Alaska had heard Kuroba know what was going on, and when he got up from the hospital bed that had caused the sun to shine, he couldn't understand what was going on when he was naked (in a pair of black panties) and a crisp white sheet.

He glanced at his underwear worriedly, and the color changed, indicating that someone had changed his underwear. Thinking of this, his confused head was hot and red, who was so hateful? Forcibly undressing him, perverted! Own big man.... Well, little boy a... But he'll be shy too.

But with such an irritation, he remembered that he had fainted before. Wait a minute! What about Black Feather and Professor Gamma?