There was a tingling pain in my right cheek, and in a blur I felt as if I heard someone's voice, but it was so far away that I couldn't make out what the other person was trying to say to me with just a few vague syllables. &1t;&1t;Top >>&1t;&1t;Point >> novel

The crisp slap sounded again, but this time it was the left cheek that was beaten, and I was already sure that someone outside was taking advantage of the danger to slap me.

Trying his best to open his eyelids, which weighed like 10,000 pounds, the scene outside became clear, and what appeared in front of him was Lucario's handsome face that wanted to be smashed with a punch.

Whatever the reason, it was hard to be happy to see a person of the same sex at the first time when I opened my eyes, so I put the idea of asking what the current situation was in another place, reached out and pushed Lucario away, and with an extremely exaggerated expression on his face, he said in a trembling voice: You actually hit me? Even my dad hasn't beaten me yet!

Hmph, people don't grow up if they haven't been beaten...... No, now is not the time to recreate the plot of your novel, we must hurry up and stop your sister from destroying the world! At the beginning of the play, Lucario still had a stern face, but he immediately relaxed again, and kept looking left and right with a vigilant look, as if he was on guard against some enemy who did not have zài.

Calm down a bit, anyway, what happened during the time I was in a coma? I tried to scratch my cheek, but my raised left hand was empty from below the elbow: Damn,

Why is half of my left hand gone?!

I would have to go back at least half an hour to explain this, but it would be too difficult to explain it in a short period of time. To make a long story short here...... It was blasted to slag by the dragon's breath, and there was not even a little bit of foam left.

I'm still trying to say how the cut can be so smooth, it turns out that it was directly erased by the law. Lower your voice and mutter, for other people, it is not a big problem for other people to change the injuries that cannot be healed to me, relying on the blessing of the law behind the back, the rebirth of a severed limb is only a matter of seconds.

Worried that Lucario would be particularly nagging about this, I took the law and pinched a novice to pick it up for myself before he opened his mouth to comfort him, after all, not the whole arm was missing, so it didn't take much effort on my part, and the rest of the minor injuries were automatically repaired by the law as early as during the coma. After fully displaying his artistic talent. Except for the tattered clothes on my body, my body was in good condition in an instant.

It looks like it's connected, but it seems to be a bit of a long and short hand problem. I tried to move the ten fingers of my left hand, and after making sure that the movement was not a problem, I put this little problem out of my mind. Let's adjust this part slowly in the future.

If it weren't for the overlapping of the characteristics. I even want to practice the same secret art as you. The corners of Lucario's mouth twitched slightly. It seems to attribute my ability to regenerate severed limbs to the effect of the occult arts: I don't think there will be a need for a front-row meat shield in the adventuring party in the future, and it seems more convenient to use you as a shield.

Raising a middle finger at Lucario, I lifted it up and set it aside. Questions about the current situation: Regardless of those who have it or not, where has the dragon gone, and where have we run now?

We should be located on the plain a few kilometers away from the cave at this time, and as for the dragon, he hit your sister after chasing him, and at this time there is more air than air intake, and it is estimated that any child with a sharp weapon can easily slaughter it, and besides, the three-meter-wide crack next to you is also made by your sister.

My sister? I didn't react to Lucario's words until a moment later, and I almost forgot that there was this setting between me and Luvica: Luvica, you remember, you were talking about destroying the world, what happened to her?

I wasn't too surprised that Luvica was able to find me, as she had mentioned that she had been able to control my current location, and I wondered why Lucario could suddenly put the problem on Luvica.

Lucario opened his mouth but didn't say half a word, and after he clenched his fist again and again, he pointed to the sky in a dejected manner: Look for yourself.

Oh, it's so rare that she hasn't left yet.

As a word of emotion, I looked up and wanted to say hello to Luvica, but what I saw was an abnormal celestial phenomenon and Luvica floating in the air, only to see that the six wings that she usually hid were completely liberated at this time, and at the same time, there seemed to be a giant light gun floating in her palm, and I didn't know where I was going to throw the dangerous object.

Damn, which idiot pressed the nuclear bomb button?!

Nuclear bomb? Lucario was puzzled by the vocabulary I shouted out in a hurry.

After integrating the information about the nuclear bomb in my head, I explained it in a way that even the Otherworldly could understand: it was an alchemy bomb that was as powerful as a forbidden spell, but would pollute the target site for more than a hundred years.

Isn't that terrible? Lucario looked dead: "Where did you pick up this sister?"

Remember when I went to the ruins? She was actually sealed in the deepest part of the ruins, and according to the information that was later decoded from the stone walls of the ruins, it seemed that Luvica's identity was ...... I deliberately stopped here to make a swallowing motion, and then put on an ugly distorted expression, many times only half of the words are enough, and the other half of the listener will naturally make up the most appropriate explanation: in short, don't say it's a wurm, even if you let the pure-blood dragon come over, it's only the part of being abused, and it was only with great difficulty that I persuaded her not to do sabotage everywhere, why can't I be unconscious......

About 30 minutes. Lucario is a friendly reminder.

Thank you. I thanked him and then went on again: How is it that I have become this virtuous person after I have been unconscious for less than thirty minutes?

Lucario looked at me sideways, not saying a word.

I was baffled by his gesture: dry hemp?

To put it simply, someone jumped out to avenge you after you were beaten by a dragon, but simply killing the enemy can't effectively relieve the anger you feel because she saw you hurt, so your sister went crazy and lost control.

While Lucario was explaining, Luvica finally threw the light gun in her hand, but fortunately this time the light gun landed on the dragon instead of soaring towards the distant side as I feared, knowing that even throwing small stones could kill people, not to mention the giant light gun of unknown power.

The spear fell to the ground, and watching a huge white cross rise from the ground, I couldn't help but admire the vitality of this dragon: this guy can really hold up.

It's not that it can hold up, because when it's about to hang up, your sister will come to your hands to heal its injuries. Lucario snapped his fingers and counted the tragic experiences that had befallen the dragon before: seven full body piercings, five amputations, two beheadings, two skinnings, and finally countless high-powered bombardments...... What should I say, although it is not the enemy's fault, but this method is too much, I said Xu Mo, are you listening?

Ah, of course I'm listening, but I'm thinking about something just a little bit distracted. I rubbed my chin and looked at Ruvica's back in the sky, muttering, "Not quite right, I remember that Luvica didn't have the habit of overthrowing enemies before, and she basically waved her hand and ignored it.

I said Xu Mo, you probably didn't have any experience of madness in the past. Lucario put his hand to his face: I don't know what the details are, but from what I have observed in the past, your sister must be the type of isolation who has not experienced friendship and family, and has not even had a deep contact with ordinary things.

I shrugged my shoulders, and although the ruins were fictitious, Lucario's analysis had not been wrong so far.

Do you know how to train the strongest soldiers? Keeping the cultivator out of contact with the outside world and concentrating on honing his killing skills may allow the training institution to get a good killer, but it can't make him the strongest, and in an accident, the research institute finally completes the final piece of the puzzle of this project.

Lucario suddenly brought up another unrelated topic, but seeing that he looked solemn, I did not choose to interrupt, but listened silently.

That is, to give the cultivator a spiritual sustenance while training, and finally destroy this spiritual sustenance in front of the cultivator. Lucario's face looked a little hideous, but then it turned helpless: referring to the imprint behavior that many animals have, as the first living person to be awakened from a long slumber, and with all kinds of care and contact in the future, it is obvious that Xu Mo You have become the spiritual sustenance of Luvica, so when this undesecrated Pure Land is violated, she is so violent.

It's not that exaggerated. I laughed dryly, looking at the way Luvica usually looks, I really can't imagine that she will take me as a spiritual sustenance, after all, don't forget that there is a god on people's heads, and even if they want to sustenance, they should be pinned on him.

Believe it or not, as long as she stabs you with a sword, the next person she will be killed by her will immediately be replaced by me. Lucario patted me on the shoulder, and said in a deep tone: I seem to be very popular with the sick and delicate now, the flower elf is sick, and then the sister who dug up from the ruins is hidden, in short, it is not right to escape from reality, while your sister has not lost interest in the dragon, why don't you hurry up and think about what can make her calm her anger.

Haven't I woken up and been unharmed?

Lucario gave me a roll of the eye and asked, "What if someone has a married woman and runs to her husband when he is done, and says, "It's all right, I'm all clean." How do you think the husband felt at the moment?

Of course, he was beaten. I reflexively replied and realized that something was wrong: Wait, you are using the woman on the quilt as a metaphor for me?!

Ahem, it's just a metaphor don't be so impulsive, it's all up to you to save the world. (To be continued!)

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