At this time, Mo Wen, who gave Jie Haiyin a headache and kept cursing in his heart, was enjoying the beauty he coveted.

In the hotel, on a large bed, Mo Wen was naked, one hand pressed Atma's hands, but the other hand reached into her skirt.

"You bastard! Are you crazy! It's still daytime! Atma struggled as she yelled at Mo Wen.

Mo Wen didn't care, and while pressing Atma's delicate body under him, he admired the exposed spring light at her collar.

"What's the matter, wouldn't it be better that I can see your beautiful body more clearly."

Atma's eyes were red, and she stared at Mo Wen deadly.

"If you do it again, I'm going to scream, and I'm going to see what everyone will look like when they find out that the hero they were expecting, a paladin of good character, is bullying a widow!"

He put his head close to Atma's ear and said softly, "Do you think it's useful to say the same thing a second time?" Especially since you threatened me like that last night, but in the end, didn't you scream until I entered here again? ”

Mo Wen stiffened his body and entered a warm and moist space.

Two lines of tears slid down Atma's cheeks, and she hated the man in front of her at this time, both hating the man in front of her who was constantly stirring on her, and hating her own weakness, allowing this man to succeed again and again.

"Tut-tut," while enjoying it hard, Mo Wen admired it, worthy of being a woman who could make Jie Haiin's pervert take a fancy to her. Atma is really a stunner, although there is still a gap in appearance and figure according to Lilian and Gina. But the style and enjoyment of the bed room are not comparable to those two little girls, of course. For Gina, he is only using his hands and feet now, and he has not succeeded yet.

As Mo Wen continued to attack, Atma's face gradually turned red, after all, since her husband died, she hadn't touched a man for a long time, Mo Wen violated her again and again, and at the same time made her ashamed and hateful, it also awakened the desire in her heart.

Finally unable to bear it any longer, Atma bit Mo Wen's shoulder. His legs involuntarily climbed up to Mo Wen's waist and shook in unison.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Mo Wen could whip it harder, and for a moment the whole room was filled with Atma's suppressed moan.

Outside the inn, Fari looked angrily at the barbarian who was holding her back.

"Get out of the way, I'm going to see Mr. Modi!"

Bruce snorted boredly, and glanced at the paladin.

"That Seattle bastard said that the guards and dogs were not allowed to enter, and when that idiot Jehine came to the door himself. When will this matter be over? ”

"You! - Farrie froze, pointing at Bruce and unable to say anything.

Bruce clasped his ears with one hand and waved his hand impatiently, "It's not interesting to teach the convoy all those days of nonsense. Uncle Ben has no interest in doing it now, you can go back wherever you want! ”

"You! - Fari pulled out her sword at once, "Get out of the way!" I must meet Mr. Modi today! ”

Looking at the glittering sword in Fari's hand. Bruce was amused at once, and the hideous tattoo on his face writhed.

"Chick. If you want to do it with Uncle Ben, you're still ten years early! ”

A heavy punch is unleashed. The fierce fist wind blew all of Fari's short hair up.

The paladin's face changed, and she quickly raised the shield in her hand.

With a muffled sound, the Farilian with his shield was blasted out and smashed into the stall on the side of the street.

The shield in her hand flew away, and Farri spat out a mouthful of blood, and Bruce's strange power actually injured her through the shield.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" Looking at Farry with contempt, Bruce turned around and prepared to return to the inn.

"Wait a minute!"

Farrie stood up in the crowd trembling again, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth as she stared at Bruce.

"I must meet Mr. Modi today!"

"Interesting, I didn't expect your bones to be quite hard!" Bruce was stunned, then burst out laughing.

He crunched his fists and strode over to Farry, "Just let me see how hard your bones really are, and hopefully you'll outlast the shit of the Guardians." ”

Another heavy punch, and Fari, who had barely regained her feet, could only watch as the casserole-sized fist approached.

"Dead brute! You stop the old lady! ”

A small red hammer flew out, spun and struck Bruce in the chest.

The dull sound of tapping is like a wooden stick hitting a piece of paper.

Bruston just took a few steps backwards and looked sideways.

A middle-aged woman with red hair, a cloth shirt, and a hammer stepped out of the crowd and walked quickly to Farry's side to check on her injuries.

"Dead girl, I've already said it, don't do it if you don't have the ability, if you hang up, who will support the old lady!"

Seeing that Fari was fine, the middle-aged woman breathed a sigh of relief, and then a burst of chestnuts knocked on Fari's head.

"But, Mr. Farah, I have an urgent matter to see Mr. Mo Wen, His Royal Highness him-"

"Shut up!" Another burst of chestnuts knocked on Fali, "What the old lady says is what it is!" I'm going to kill that old rascal! How dare you talk back! ”

Knocked on the door of the head by two bursts of chestnuts, Farri still stiffened her neck and said, "But teacher, this is about all the residents of Lugoin-"

"Enough!" With a roar, Bruce looked at the red-haired middle-aged woman with an excited face, "Old woman, you are a paladin, and your grade is not low, come on, come on, and have two moves with me!" ”

With a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes, Bruce strode over and punched him in the head.

"Look for death!" There was a cold light in Farah's eyes, just now this barbarian almost killed his apprentice with a punch, and he hadn't settled accounts with him yet.

A pale blue aura suddenly exploded. The biting cold froze the curtain on the stall to pieces, and Bruce's movements froze.

With a blow of whiplegging, Farrah slammed Bruce in the head. Kicked him out of the way, and his huge body slammed into the door of the hotel.

"Boy. Not all of them are you can mess with! ”

Glancing faintly at Bruce who had fallen to the ground, Farara's pull Farri and was about to leave.

"Hahaha!" With a shrill laugh, Farah paused, and then his face became solemn.

With a hideous grin, Bruce jumped up from the ground in an instant, and he shredded his Uesugi to reveal the muscles inside.

"Nice frozen aura, almost like that bastard in Seattle, dead old woman. We'll come again! ”

Bruce pounced again, and another punch to the head.

"Bastard!" Seeing that Bruce was attacking him without care, Farah was furious, this kid dared to look down on himself so much, and he attacked like this.

An even more biting chill poured out, and at the same time a small red hammer appeared in his hand, and Farah was about to teach Bruce a lesson.

But Bruce, who had been injured by the frozen aura, only took a beating, and then moved again.

"Old woman, how many times do you think Lao Tzu has suffered losses under Seattle!"

The heavy fist hit the frozen aura fiercely.

Farah's face changed. Wielded the Hammer of Blessing in his hand.

A punch and a hammer collided together, and with a bang, the two of them took a few steps back at the same time.

"Not bad, not bad!" Bruce's eyes burned with fierce intent. He took out two two-handed swords and lightly touched them in the air, and a faint whirlwind surrounded him.

"Old woman. I'm going to be serious, you don't want to die! ”

"Madness? Fifth-Order Barbarian! Farah let out a low sigh. snatched the sword and shield from Farry's hand and looked at Bruce with a solemn expression.

"That's right. I learned this trick in the battle with Andariel, don't let me down, old woman! Bruce's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty glint as he rushed forward brandishing his two-handed sword.

"Little ghost, don't look down on people!" A blinding flash of lightning rang out from Farah's body, countless arcs of lightning shining through her.

Not to be outdone, she rushed over with her shield.

The distance between the two is rapidly decreasing.

"Stop!"

A figure jumped out of the window of the inn and struck between the two.

The next moment, the three collided together.

There was a loud pop, the sandy ground cracked, and the dust that was kicked up filled the entire street, and all the qiē was shrouded in smoke.

"Teacher Farah!" The paladin suddenly exclaimed, her eyes fixed on the smoke.

A gust of wind blew, sweeping the entire street with smoke and dust, revealing the figures in it.

The three of them were deadlocked there.

Mo Wen held a scepter in one hand and Farrah's sword in the other, a shield in the other hand and Bruce's two-handed sword, with a rebellious aura under his feet.

Clenching his teeth, Mo Wen only felt that his arms were a little sore, whether it was Bruce's madness or Farah's divine impact, it was not so easy to catch.

"Get out of the way!"

Mo Wen let out a loud shout, and a strange fluctuation came from Mo Wen's hands, and Bruce and Farah only felt a strong force coming, and involuntarily took a few steps back.

"Heavy hit?"

Bruce's face was a little cloudy, he was really familiar with the fluctuation just now, but how could he use the technique of heavy attacks to increase his strength when he was in a stalemate, which even a barbarian could not do.

Mo Wen glanced at him, but ignored him.

He looked at Farah, "May I ask your Excellency?" ――”

Farah was surprised, she didn't expect that in a small inn, she would meet two fifth-order powerhouses, and the flash of divine power on Mo Wen's shield did not hide from her eyes. It was a divine shield, and the excessively young man in front of him turned out to be a fifth-order holy knight like her, and seeing that he was able to stop himself and that barbarian with ease, his strength was probably still above him.

It's really evil, Farah secretly complained in his heart, why are the little ghosts so difficult now, if the two of them hug up, I'm afraid that their lives will be confessed here.

But Farah still stubbornly said: "I am Farah, the iron of Lugoin--poof! Ha ha! ”

Farah suddenly laughed, she pointed at Mo Wen's neck, and shouted behind her: "Little girl Fali, you always say that I don't look like a paladin, you see there is an even worse one here!" (To be continued......)

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