The massage girl was a little distracted, and perhaps it was because of this that her subordinates also felt a little extra too. It is both sensitive, enjoyable, and has an indescribable sour and astringent taste, stirring back and forth.

At this moment, Ms. Morra's voice came from her ear: "We are very close in size, we are both medium height, but the body is ...... body."

"Huh?"

"Lipstick is a shade, perfume is similar, maybe we have the same hobby...... Love fitness? Ms. Mora fiddled with the cards in her hand a few times and threw them back on the table. It seems that he is too lazy to communicate with the owner who has no gambling products, but he is interested in the back.

The magic scene is ahead, and the massage girl is inevitably a little nervous: "Fitness, ah, yes." ”

"How many times a week?"

"Two ...... Twice. ”

"The makeup is also good, which one is used for the base cream?"

“……”

"Liquid foundation?

"Epilatonium?

“Bra？”

The continuous inquiries completely confused the massage girl. Questions that could have been easily answered have become stumbling.

After all, these are all female instincts, and in the end she reluctantly finishes answering.

Lady Mora nodded: "Really good, but unfortunately there is no other effect except self-deception." ”

Massage Girl: "......"

The Blood Demon quacked at the table, "You're here again." ”

"It's just a matter of stating the facts. Visible texture, enlarged pores, dark spots, oil, oh, and body odor...... I'm sorry I'm so sharp, especially since you're a bit like a middle-aged and older woman I know. ”

Mora's thumb rubbed all the way on the back of the massage girl's hand until the wrist was released, and at the end she shook it and shrugged her shoulders to make her exposed body area more dynamic and energetic, and also made a perfect counterexample:

"Envy? Clean, cool, soft and blemish-free.

"Jealous? Once the youth is lost, it can never be regained, and before that, there is no time to fill the heart, so all the actions after that are just a useless struggle under despair.

"The goal you envy and envy, you can't do in your whole life, and you can't even expect her to degenerate to the same level as you. In this case, jealousy is right, and the abundance of mental activity is the only superlative thing in your physical and mental framework.

"Of course, it will never satisfy you, but can only become the joke of others, such as me......"

The massage girl was stupid, she forgot to be angry for a while, and she didn't know how to react next.

The blood demon rolled his eyes: "What nonsense are you talking about here, people have a lot of things, don't look at all kinds of comparisons, psychological construction may be stronger than you." If I knew that you were still so bad, I would have found you a capable person, preferably on the side of the flesh. ”

"Oh?"

"As you said, the laity are unsightly, the awakened are starting to get better, and the architects are barely considerable, and they don't become cute until the transcendental...... The problem is that my career here has just started, so I can't find Wu Cong to pinch your shoulders, right? ”

"That's a great expectation!"

Mora laughed loudly, her dark red lips and snow-white teeth constituted an extremely beautiful visual effect, although she did not have a little childlike reserve, but she was the one that the blood demon admired the most.

However, soon Mola shook her head: "I'd rather find a more pink one than an iron stone that can't be bitten, and a little boy can do it, as long as it tastes good." ”

"Hehe, you must have been dumped by the Martial Emperor." "I just didn't find a way to cook it."

"That is, you have taken a fancy to the most delicate transcendent species at the moment? Once upon a time, you were synonymous with 'pink'! ”

"Pink? You mean Ronan? Mo stretched his hand and beckoned to the blood demon, who realized and flicked a cigarette.

Originally, it was the turn of the massage girl to embody the value, but the latter is now completely sluggish and unresponsive. Mora didn't care, she didn't need to do anything to smoke, and the front end of the cigarette automatically ignited:

"It's a new dish that keeps adding ingredients to the pot, and the recipe looks pretty good......

"I'm obviously playing chess!" The incident on Zeolite Beach, no matter how downplayed they were in their words, would actually be attentive, but only to a shallow extent.

"It's hard to say anything else, but the stimulation method for the Blood Flame Order is really interesting...... The set is novel, and the posture is beautiful. The blood demon wanted to have a good discussion with Mora, "You don't want to set a paragraph for him or something?" Speaking of which, he's also a psychic, isn't it better for you to judge? ”

After all, the latest version of the planned poker release, ah, is a "magazine" and is about to hit the market. How to position the emerging talent largely determines the authority of the list.

Even if it's play, authority is a must.

He forcibly bought magazines to have fun, not to play the clown.

Mola spit out the clouds: "I said that he is a dish, and you are biased towards chess...... Well, he can be considered a cook, an interesting cook, and it's really gluttonous to think about, but not now. Well, it's important to emphasize that not all transcendents are cute and palatable, and some are destined to be spokesmen for decay and ugliness, as well as piggy banks for jealousy and resentment......"

"Stop, stop!" The blood demon hurriedly stopped, "Words and deeds must be traced, I know that you and the Death Witch are not in the same place, but don't make trouble with me, okay?" I'm a man with an industry now, and I can't stand the toss, especially the toss of two psychics...... She is far away in Putrajaya, but the apprentice is in Ticheng, you can go and toss him to get angry. ”

"Star Witch is also in Ti City? It's quite filial! Besides, I didn't say it was her, you said it. ”

“……”

Mola took a long breath, and the cigarette burned directly to the bottom, and then it spewed out, and the smoke hit the blood demon's face like an arrow, and he got up:

"It's a pity, I'm just passing by, I can't stay long, let's go!"

The blood demon didn't mind, but it was just strange: "It's rare for Ticheng to be so lively, you don't intervene when you come?" ”

"Visiting relatives, returning to the heart is like an arrow."

"What kind of relatives do you have with the Heavenly Evil Lone Star? It's not a bloodline induction...... It's a very psychic. ”

"No response to personal questions."

Mora didn't talk any more, took the coat on the side, kissed the massage girl on the cheek, and strode out the door.

Behind the door, she suddenly smiled back, pointed her lips, and gave the massage girl an extra flying kiss: "Bye, mother-in-law, I hope there is one more person in this world who hates me."

As soon as she spoke, her figure flashed quickly and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"I'm grass!"

The blood demon finally came back to his senses, jumped up and wanted to run, but in the end it was still a step too late. The confinement that Mora had previously imposed on the massage girl broke silently due to the time limit and intensity, spilling out the last spiritual waves.

Eerie thoughts from some uncertain and distant area, like a toadstool that grows rapidly on the roots of rotten wood after the rain, quickly manifest itself on the massage girl, and drive her eyeballs to move slightly in their sockets and look at them coldly.

Damn it!

The blood demon cursed in his heart, but quickly controlled his expression and showed a big smile to the massage girl who had become a temporary parasite:

"Witch, why do you always have time to come? Brother Xingwu is your signal tower every day, and it's really hard......"

The massage girl who was "planted with mushrooms" stared at him, opened her mouth, but there was no voice, in fact she "said", but the spirit and body were not in harmony, and the mind and body were not synchronized.

The blood demon is not surprising, even if this dead witch is the strongest psychic in the world, but from a long distance, after two transfers, it is too difficult to break through the prohibition laid by another transcendent-level psychic and control a strange body.

The "Dead Witch", that is, the "Witch Witch" in his mouth and the "Dead Witch" in his heart, has never been a patient guy.

After another second, the expression on the massage girl's face with heavy makeup suddenly became very strange, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, as if she was smiling, and then distorted and misplaced...... to the point of cracking.

The beautiful dealer on the other side happened to see this scene and wanted to scream, but let the air pour into his throat, and the whole person twitched.

In the moment before the whole face was shattered, a voice finally came out:

"I'm the editor-in-chief."

"I ...... Okay, okay, like a tiger with wings! The Blood Demon quickly came to an agreement with this one.

As for whether this one is simply competing with Mora, or whether he has a deeper calculation; In the future, what kind of chaos will this overly luxurious editorial department cause, how can it be cared for.

The conversation ends, and the massage girl also ends her mission.

The consequence of being forcibly dominated by extraordinary forces is that his entire face, and even the skin, flesh and bones above his chest are suddenly torn and decomposed, like a rotten watermelon that has been cared for by the Random Wind Splitting Knife Method, splattering a large amount of bodily fluids and mucus, and falling on the gambling table.

The screams of the beautiful dealer finally broke through her throat and staggered back, but the twelve centimeter heels couldn't support a trembling body, and she sat down on the ground without two steps, and the screams were also shaken away, but she used her hands and feet together, desperately retreating, trying to distance herself from this terrifying scene and terrifying person.

Over there, the blood demon didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, he just reached out and wiped a handful on his bare chest, and unsurprisingly, rubbed a little blood. He sighed, reached to his lips and licked it, tasting the taste:

"It's sour."

After spitting out, he stretched out his foot and kicked the "former editor-in-chief" who was splashed with blood but was still unconscious: "Hey, wake up, my editor-in-chief's office will be changed to the president's office, urgently." ”

When the moaning came back to his senses, the blood demon looked back at the messy gambling table: "Yes, the number of people who hate you will not increase or decrease, and the business will not lose or make money...... Just have fun. ”

The distant Morado probably couldn't hear it, and the blood demon was just talking, he sighed again, and turned to look at the beautiful dealer who had a nervous breakdown, showing a very honest smile:

"Don't be afraid, I'm not as serious as Mola, and I've always been a vegetarian. Anyway, it's all like this, let's just let it go, and have fun? ”

The heart-rending screams were destined to be beyond the walls of the villa, but the spiritual waves emitted by the extremely frightened and desperate people were sharper than any sound waves for the keen psychic.

On the street, Mella, who was walking with her hands in her pockets, pouted her lips at this moment, but her eyes were cast to the sky, looking at the gloomy clouds, and trying to capture the faint existence of the deeper "dark zone" and the murmur of illusion.