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However, even if Lu Ming used the ability of the Inherent Time Restraint to temporarily dodge the attack of a wave of tentacles, soon the next row of tentacles had continued to attack him, and there was almost no pause before he was about to drown him in a group of tentacles.

Lu Ming took a quick breath, touched his heart, and felt that the side effects of the inherent time control were a little strong, and glanced at the rows of tentacles around him that instantly gathered towards him, knowing that he could no longer use this ability for a while.

Then, he moved his fingers and concentrated, hoping to open the gap as soon as possible to avoid the impact of these tentacles.

However, it backfired, before Lu Ming could touch the edge of the gap, the sea demon under the anger over there had already extended his tentacles towards him frantically, and countless tentacles came to him in an instant.

He has even felt the cold disgusting touch of **** on his tentacles, and even seen the scene of himself being either slapped away by a group of tentacles in the next second, or being entangled by a group of tentacles to do embarrassing things.

“master！！！”

He had already heard Joan of Arc, who was dragging his exhausted body and trying to come and rescue him, screaming eagerly at himself in a somewhat hoarse voice.

However, just when Lu Ming's brain was running at great speed, thinking about whether there was a way for him to get rid of the fate of being entangled to death by the tentacles, and finally he couldn't think of any way to put down his hand weakly and wanted to give up, a low groan seemed to sound in his ears.

"Thorn し Piercing ち、 Sudden き Piercing つ!" Run き穿つ死翔のgun"! ”

In the next second, a blood-red thunderbolt almost pierced the entire sky, with an astonishing crimson magic power, and shuttled straight past Lu Ming's side.

Lu Ming even felt the wind that rolled up when the red light passed through, and the magic power around it instantly destroyed the rows of tentacles around him, while the lightning body flew straight towards the sea demon without slowing down.

Next, Lu Ming, who was saved by such a scene, was a little stunned and didn't react, and when his body fell straight into the river, Joan of Arc arrived in time, picked him up, and gently helped him stand on the ground.

Then, Lu Ming turned his head and looked at the scene behind him.

What he saw was a magic spear that didn't know how much magic power it covered, and it went straight through the center of the sea demon, causing the huge sea demon's entire body to be attacked by the magic power from the magic spear.

Especially in the center of the magic spear, Lu Ming clearly saw that its body was shuttling towards the marshal's side.

The next moment, with the penetration of the spear, the body in front of the entire sea demon gradually disappeared under the crimson magic outside the magic spear, and at the same time, the marshal in strange clothes inside was also revealed.

"This light is ......"

At this moment, the marshal seemed to see Joan of Arc looking at him with Lu Ming in the river, and under the illumination of this magical light, he seemed to see his own past, and saw the day when Joan of Arc stretched out his hand like himself.

"That's right, this light is the one that has blessed me with Joan of Arc with joy......"

Tears gradually flowed from the corners of the marshal's eyes, bathed in crimson light, looking at the figure of Joan of Arc who had led him in battle, and slowly stretched out his hands like her, and muttered on his lips:

"I ...... ...... the end?"

Before the words were finished, with the magic spear completely penetrating out, the entire body of the sea demon had been completely dispersed by the magic power, and as for the marshal among them, he had already been hit by the magic spear, and he didn't know where he had disappeared.

There was still a trace of red light in the sky, and Lu Ming in the river was standing with Joan of Arc, although I don't know why, it was clear that Joan of Arc was here to save him, but in the end it became like Lu Ming was helping her, but Joan of Arc dragged her tired prostrated body to come over to save him He was still very moved.

So Joan of Arc fell into the air at that time, and he almost snapped his face to the ground, but after he fell to the ground with his butt, Lu Ming covered his face, helped her up, and let her rest on her own.

As for Joan of Arc herself, she looked at the marshal who had completely disappeared from the sky, with a somewhat complicated expression.

I didn't expect that my death had brought such trouble to the marshal and everyone, and I was a little sorry in my heart, and prayed silently, hoping that the marshal would be able to find himself again after he left.

"It's over......"

Then, Joan of Arc's ears sounded Lu Ming's exclamation.

The saint's thoughts were drawn back from the departing marshal, and she glanced at the master beside her, and found that he, like herself, was also looking at the sea demon who had completely disappeared in mid-air and sighed.

Although she was sighing, she was holding her chest with her hand dishonestly, so that Joan of Arc didn't have time to think about the marshal, and was thinking about the moving place, when the burning sensation in her chest pulled her back to reality.

Don't you want people to be moved?

The saint was silent, why can you still put your hand around her back and just grab it on your chest, how much do you like to touch a girl's breast.

So when the saint felt that she had recovered a little strength, she quickly escaped from Lu Ming's hands, there was no way, being grabbed like this, she felt even more weak when she was touched.

However, Lu Ming, who didn't know which side of the saint she had just subconsciously touched, glanced at the saint girl strangely, and didn't know why she ran away shyly, but she felt that her hands were suddenly empty, and she didn't know what was going on.

So he couldn't help but scratch his head, looking dazed, and was about to ask Joan of Arc what was wrong, if he was uncomfortable, when a ticking sound in his head interrupted his train of thought.

"Ding: Congratulations on completing the [Vengeful Dragon Witch] series of quests, and 100 Saint Quartz × has been distributed to your account."

Good! In the future, you can go to the human security agency to draw cards!

Hearing this news, Lu Ming instantly forgot why he had a feeling of emptiness in his hands, and his mind became Sister Shi, Okita sauce, Tamamo and so on, wearing a fruit apron, kneeling in front of him, and every day when he went home, he would say to him, 'Master Master, do you eat first, take a bath first, or ~are~first~eat~me~?' Such a scenario.

Of course, there will be some difficulties in developing into the latter one, but as long as he can draw these characters, he can already see such a bright future waiting for him!

"Hey......

The corners of Lu Ming's mouth seemed to be dripping with saliva, and when the eyes of the saint and the master on the other side looked at them at the same time, he was shocked, hurriedly wiped his mouth, and changed into a serious look again.

"Okay, it's over here, it's not too early, hurry up and go home and sleep."

Lu Ming turned his head and said to Joan of Arc, Ling was still hairy, thinking about whether her master had begun to fantasize about the body of the saint who did such and such things to her, but fortunately she heard that the master said such and such serious words, she breathed a sigh of relief and agreed to her master's order.

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