Chapter Seventy-Five: How Men Are Made

"That's it, just dead?!"

Kazami Yuka watched a person who was about to step on the Holy Stage, swinging a sword in front of her, killing herself, feeling very unbelievable, as if the world had become unreal. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

"If a mortal wants to set foot in the Holy Rank, he must go through a thousand tempers and a fiery molten gold polish! By the time he takes the last step, his mind has already become crystal clear, and everything is not in his mind. But unlike demon gods like Azathoth, they are born as the head of the gods, with their own laws and skill trees, and there are only two stages in their lives - awesome and even better! They don't even have natural enemies, and being imprisoned by the ancient gods is already the biggest setback, and their lives are smooth. The mind seems to be huge, but in fact the texture is very weak, and it is not vulnerable at all! ”

Lu Yuan's words were like knives, and he exploited Azathoth cleanly in an instant, and his tone was cold and ruthless. But his self-restraint did not come from arrogance and boasting, but from actually killing a saint-level demon god as a foreshadowing, and naturally had a strong persuasive power.

"Maybe it's a coincidence...... Besides, how can you guess that it's so ugly as suicidal? It's impossible to guess! Kazami Yuka retorted unconvinced. Speaking of which, in fact, she just felt that she was obviously worried about Lu Yuan, and rushed over after trying her best to kill the God of Blood, but this guy got a comfortable sleep and got rid of the opponent...... So it's very unpleasant.

"Of course I can guess." Lu Yuan chose to continue pretending to be forced - this guy's IQ obviously went offline to rest.

He came to the pile of ashes after Azathoth's death - Azathos was so ugly that he didn't even want to leave the corpse behind, it lit itself into a torch at the end of his life - Lu Yuan reached out and picked up the sword of judgment that was still burning from the ashes.

With a wave of his hand, the flames on the sword went out, revealing a straight spine and an arc-shaped single blade - it wasn't Lu Yuan's saber "Chu Qing", it could still be that one! Yuka bit her lower lip angrily, arguing meaninglessly. Azathoth even used Lu Yuan's sword to commit suicide in the end, saying that it was not calculated from beginning to end, would you believe it?

Totally can't say anything about this bastard......

So Kazami Yuka raised her right fist (Sun Flower Field followed with her right fist), "Ah Da~" punched Lu Yuan and flew out!

The woman moved her hands and did not speak.

I saw Lao Lu being snapped on those iron hands like a gecko that was only flattened.

Yuxiang smiled and put down her fist, and said very insincerely.

"Sorry for the slippery hand."

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After finishing the work, Kazami Yuka switched the "Sun Flower Field" to cruise mode and prepared to return - with Lu Yuan's teleportation technique, there was naturally no need to kill along the same road. However, after waiting for seven or eight minutes, Lu Yuan actually sat on the iron hand and did not come back.

"The man with a small belly and chicken intestines," Yuka instantly labeled him, and deliberately let him hear it...... The women on the Dawn are not stupid, the feminism of the yarn, and the place where you can get the privilege of women will definitely not talk about this! Nowadays, even Youxiang can easily be coquettish and sell cuteness to gain an advantage.

Using Lao Lu's machismo to gain benefits is a universal skill that everyone must order, without any psychological burden.

Under normal circumstances, Kazumi Yuka only needs to say such a sentence. Lao Lu Danfan still has a breath, even if he vomits blood, he has to get up and pretend to be magnificent (?) Tough guys. That's right, Lao Lu is the kind of man in scum novels who can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman, so that the majority of male compatriots can't hate to be flattened and fast!

But this time, Fengjian Youxiang's trick failed, Lao Lu still didn't come back, and even beckoned her to come over.

"Hey, how long are you going to pretend? I, I didn't slap you with a powerful palm. Youxiang confessed in disguise. Her eyes quickly looked Lao Lu up and down, and made sure that she didn't find any serious injuries such as broken bones, broken limbs, pierced limbs, broken eggs, etc., and she was a little more confident.

"I'm thinking about something......" Lu Yuan said in a deep and slow tone, sitting on the edge of his iron palm in the shape of a contemplative. Do you know? I broke into this world to chase someone, and I didn't know this was Cthulhu's territory until I came in. ”

"Oh?"

"Why do I have to sleep on these hands? It's because I'm waiting for that guy to come out! I'm not sure, but I know the guy is hiding in this pile of debris...... Hide your kingdom in an undigestible object and put it in the stomach of Azathothβ€”the man we are going to guard is a very clever fellow! ”

"Haha~" Kazami Yuka knows who he is guarding against! She immediately snapped her fingers and said with a cruel smile, "Where is the painting king?" Catch him, I promise not to kill him! ”

Since Lu Yuan is so solemn, who else can there be besides the king of painting.

"It's really hard to find a place to step on iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there!" Kazami Yuka's eyebrows fluttered and said, "I thought that guy had escaped again this time!" ”

Lu Yuan wanted to complain, "Your Chinese is so good, oh, you can use poetry!" ”

But IQ struggled for a long time between "I want to complain" and "I'm going to die", and finally chose to give up. Today's M is already full of weight, so let's save it for next time.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Originally, I wanted to hold on and wait for him to come out and surrender. Lao Lu took a deep breath and changed the topic. After all, the purpose of our regiment is 'to confess and be lenient, and sit in prison; Resist strictness and go home for the New Year' (you don't seem to be wrong), but now the situation has changed! Lao Lu's voice was dedicated to deep sorrow, "You shouldn't have witnessed the scene of domestic violence!" ”

Kazami Yuuka's mouth opened wide, what did he say?!

"Since you see something you shouldn't see, if you don't kill you, where will my face go? At that time, it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that my Lu Yuan is a strict wife, and my martial arts alliance leader is still inappropriate? Do you want my status in the rivers and lakes? I'm sorry friend, I'm also very embarrassed, but you have no choice for me! His voice was gloomy, "Because, you know too much......"

Youxiang's mouth grew bigger and bigger, because she saw Lu Yuan talking to himself with a sad face, as if he was struggling and suffering in his heart! How difficult to choose!

But in reality?

He's putting traps everywhere!

What's even funnier is that as Lu Yuan confesses his heart, a broken brush inserted in the gap of this pile of garbage is slowly moving to the edge.

Move, move, and then step into the pit with one foot under the funny gaze of Lu Yuan and Youxiang.

The Cosmic Super Invincible Thunderbolt Lightning Mouse Clip made of Giga-grade metal materials has clamped the brush firmly with this "click"! With a scream, a young man in a green shirt rolled out of the brush with his feet in his hands.

When he shouted enough, remembered what the situation was, and looked up tremblingly, two terrifying black shadows had already covered the sky overhead.

"Hey, hey~" Lu Yuan smiled fiercely and took out the Chuqing long sword; "Hey, hey~" Yuxiang smiled and picked up a watermelon-sized hammer!

"Don't hit me!" The painting king shrank into a ball, and there was a cry in his voice.

"I, I'm Maleonn...... The Ma Liang of the magic pen Ma Liang. ”