Sileiman himself has a good appearance, and his appearance is more delicate than that of ordinary human beauties, almost comparable to the elves who are famous for their appearance, and there is no doubt that his figure and appearance are full marks, especially in the place where he looms in a thin tulle skirt, sultry big white legs, a shy and pretty appearance, nosebleeds, if there is, John can shed a bunch of them, although now it is magic.

"Ding!" Forcing the non-party skill to go online, John's excess excitement was suppressed back, making him turn back into a calm saint, wiping a handful of blue nosebleeds, and John, who had recovered to his original state, said in a scolding tone to Sileiman, who took off his black robe in front of him to show his proud figure: "What are you doing? Why don't you get dressed for me! ”

"That, that, master, don't you like my dress?"

Looking at Sileiman and said shyly, John's heart suffered another slam blow, not that his willpower was weak, but that the other party's injury was too amazing, but he was also an innocent human being when he was alive, this kind of revealing clothing has never seen that woman wear in front of him in his life, and the damage caused is naturally self-evident, and now he is short of a human body to detonate himself!

It's a pity and it's a pity that in this place, if you are still a human being, you don't say a word, you will rub it on the ground and say it, but the key is that there is no such thing, you can't experience that feeling at all, and the violent mood fluctuations in a moment are also suppressed by the damn coercion, if you don't want to become a saint, you have to change, when you think of this, John is even more sad, and the tragedy is self-evident.

"You, don't do such meaningless things!!"

Not having that thing is tantamount to being suspected of not being a man, John yelled in anger.

"It hurts!" A large chestnut also descended on Sileiman's head, and she clutched her head and let out a cry of pain.

"Why?"

Sileiman, who was beaten but still didn't understand the reason, asked with tears in his eyes.

She didn't know what she was doing wrong, and according to what humans were seeking, wouldn't this sex suit add a little more interest? It's unreasonable to be beaten??

How can this kind of thing be said, are you a fool, John slandered in his heart, if something that a man can't do comes out of his mouth, isn't that a statement that he can't do it? It's weird to be able to say!

Naturally, Sileiman received another big chestnut, and she didn't dare to ask anymore when she screamed in pain, so she could only listen to John's teachings honestly like a schoolboy who had made a mistake and nodded.

Anglo, who was next door, heard the whole thing, and he left the wall and muttered to himself as if he was puzzled.

"Is that not going to work? No, it's not right, the foreplay hasn't even started! ”

………

………

Early in the morning, everyone in the hotel should wake up, and pedestrians come and go, and it is the same for people to stay and stay.

"Yo, Miss Sileiman, how was your rest last night?"

In a corner of the lobby of the hotel, Anglo, who usually wakes up early, eats breakfast and greets Sileiman, who walks down the stairs with a haggard face.

"Ah, Lord Wind Sword Saint, good morning."

A haggard-looking Sileiman glanced at Anglo, sitting at an empty table next to him.

"What would you like to eat?"

The waiter also came to Sileiman's side at this time and asked.

"Whatever, as long as you can recover your strength."

Sileiman said nonchalantly, her mood still lingering on last night's horrific experiment.

He was fed a black pill of an unknown substance, forced to show his true form for observation, and his body was seen naked......... Woo, I didn't mean that kind of thing, what the hell did I do last night! Thinking of his performance last night, he was so shy that he almost wanted to find a gap to get into.

Anglo saw her look with a look that I understood, smiled and ate the breakfast in front of him, as if someone had misunderstood it even more.

"It's finally done, let's cultivate it in this way in the future! I'm very interested in the process of the fruit of life becoming the fruit of curse! ”

John in the room put down his pen and picked up a piece of paper filled with the results of his research yesterday and said happily.

After reading it carefully, and finding nothing else missing, John put it away with satisfaction, and at the same time took away the sound insulation protection magic around the room, got up from the chair on the desk, and glanced at the relatively clear weather outside the window, although it was still in vain.

"Whew, let's go out and buy something first."

As soon as he went out, John happened to meet Shirley who was an early riser, and greeted him as always.

"Good morning."

Shirley's indifferent face didn't change at all, her gaze moved, and she looked at it from beginning to end, as if she was looking at him somewhere, but he couldn't guess, in short, it was a bit uncountable.

"Good morning."

Well, Shirley still retracted her gaze and responded, leaving John a little confused about what she was doing.

As the two went downstairs, John explained to her why he was going out to buy something and told them to be ready to leave later, and left the hotel under the eyes of Anglo and Sileiman.

"I don't know if these things are sold in this small place, if not, the itinerary can only be changed."

John walked on the snow-covered streets and thought that the things he wanted to buy were actually the result of a night of research last night, Sileiman Don't look at her as a person, in fact, the body is still a tree, as the saying goes, the cultivation of a fruit tree is good, and it is related to fertilizer and soil, as well as climate and so on, John just wants to find a suitable "fertilizer" for Sileiman, and the quality of a fruit tree depends on this.

Although he wasn't sure if there was one in this small place, it shouldn't be possible according to common sense, but luck is really quite weird, you can choke to death when you drink saliva when you're unlucky, and a broken sword picked up on the side of the road when you're lucky is likely to be an ancient artifact, so what John hates is luck.

"Demon Merchant, where are you, why don't you see any of them? Aren't they all going to hibernate like they're going to hibernate yet?! ”

John was very puzzled, and looked for nearly an hour and walked around the lonely alleys of the whole town, but he never found a suspicious character, and there was no breath of them in his perception, to be reasonable, demon merchants are all over the corner of the world, don't look at the appearance of a person doing a down-to-earth job in the eyes of ordinary people, in fact, they are just demons disguised in human skin, they have a great reputation in the dark world, I didn't expect that even a demon could not be encountered, and it is very likely that they will hibernate like John complained.

Hawkers, in fact, hibernation is what John said, how can demons hibernate anything, they wish they could deceive humans all the time and squeeze their value, how can they have time to hibernate.

"Sure enough, no."

John felt a little regretful in his heart, but he had no choice but to look for the next bigger town.