"What a beautiful face. The pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info is simply a gift from heaven. Obsessively looking at Regor Cree lying on the bed, his face flushed. His fingertips kept lingering on his face. "Smooth skin, delicate lips, beautiful long hair, delicate facial features, you are simply the angel I have been pursuing. My dear, hurry up and look at me. Look at me. ”

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"Looks like something interesting is going to happen. ”

The black-robed man looked at the night sky full of stars. He seemed excited, but a little confused.

"Bump~"

With a loud bang, the wall facing Crein was pierced, and the dust obscured his vision, which succeeded in making his face look ugly. When the dust cleared, a figure gradually appeared. Her short orange hair is full of life, and her golden brown eyes are undeniably proud. The bumpy figure, as well as the colorful cat tail behind him and the itchy cat ears on the head, a first-class color.

"Is there anything wrong with this orc lady?"

Instead, he looked at her politely. Clayne smiled elegantly.

"Give me back the man who was lying down. Catwoman said. The sharp tiger teeth seemed to have a flickering cold light.

"I'm sorry, but this is the slave I just bought. If Miss Orc needs it, take him away at auction in three months' time. Not now. His face instantly became a little gloomy, but he recovered as usual in the next second. Créin stripped away all malice.

"I'm just informing you, who's negotiating terms with you? I repeat, give him back to me. ”

"Then I'll say it again. Clayin said gloomily. "That's not going to work. He's mine. "Really...... How long has it been since anyone has spoken to me in such a tone? How dare a little orc who doesn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth dare to be so arrogant. It's really, really unpleasant.

"Look for death!"

Catwoman's weapon is a whip. And Creyin's weapon is not known to be a coincidence or something is also a whip. Catwoman's whip is ordinary, just an ordinary plant vine if you don't look at the blue light that flashes on it. And this whip was specially found by Regol from the dark region three months ago and given to her. It can be regarded as a thank you for a meal.

And Clayne's weapon doesn't look like a mess. A dragon bone soaked in blood and turned red. Mixed with feelings of resentment and hatred, and a ninth-level strengthening rune that can't be found without looking closely. And Krell is not just a slave trader, as one of the few twelve-level formation mages in this world. The battles he experienced were not at all comparable to Catwoman's petty fights in the Shake Light Forest. It's true that Catwoman has a lot of potential, but her combat experience and strength are not comparable to this person.

Catwoman's vine whip crackled on the ground. The places where the whip had been beaten were all corroded and blackened, and they smelled bad. Accustomed to going straight in the fight with the beast, Catwoman didn't hesitate to transfer her power into the whip and take it straight to his throat. Looking at Catwoman with interest, the whip in Catwoman's hand seemed to have an aura from hell on it. It's not good to be hit if you get hit.

Catwoman is very powerful, at least for her age. At least the best among the youth. But it's still not enough. Not only the difference in strength, but also the gap between combat experience and experience is unavoidable.

Deftly dodging Catwoman's attack, Krell glanced at her with regret, and the bone whip in his hand moved. Like Catwoman, it is also a direct throat. But he can dodge Catwoman, but he doesn't have the ability to dodge at all. One can only feel death getting closer. Not even traces of the whip could be found. Is this the disparity in power? Am I going to die?

What kind of mood are you feeling now? It seems that I am a little unwilling!

But the expected pain didn't come. When I opened my eyes, the person who appeared in front of me was none other than Regor, who was still lying on the bed.

"Dear Khaki, do you know you've ruined my plans?" Regor's helpless voice reached Catwoman's ears. His eyes were sour, and the tears of grievance could not be stopped any longer. "You know, if you just asked me to stop this whip, you're going to die. Don't do such a dangerous thing next time, okay? I'll be worried. ”

"Woo, I know...... I know. Catwoman was out of breath crying, and the unruly light in her eyes disappeared the moment Regor appeared. "Regor is not allowed to hide it from me anymore. Cachino will be worried, too. ”

"Yes, my dear little princess. Regol replied with a smile. "But now can you go and wait for me? I'm going to pack this guy up first. If the fight accidentally affects my little princess, I will be distressed. ”

"I see. Wiping away tears, Cachino dodged a few jumps and disappeared.

And Krell, who had not spoken on the side, had been looking at him with obsessive eyes. It's perfect, it's perfect. Just as I expected. Powerful, beautiful, confident and indifferent. It was just perfect.

Regol let go of the whip he was holding, and he looked at Creyin with a faint smile.

"Mr. Creyin, I need the forbidden fragment in your hand, can you give it to me? ”

I want to get it. I want to get it. I want to destroy him with my own hands. Kill, kill them all.

"It seems that Mr. Clayne disagrees. Then please don't blame me for using coercion. I'm really sorry. Regol, who didn't get an answer from Krein, smiled helplessly, and then countless flowers began to grow under his feet.

"The flower of thorns, the danger level is twelfth, it is highly poisonous, and the fragrance of flowers can paralyze the enemy. Mr. Créin is offended. ”

Cryin, who still hadn't come back to his senses, was so immersed in his own thoughts that he didn't even know that his spatial ring had been taken away.

"It's a complicated defensive formation. Ayr, what do you say?" said Regol helplessly as he looked at the spatial ring in his hand. And there was a sudden abnormal spatial fluctuation behind him, and a tall man with purple hair appeared behind him.

"It's okay, it's okay, the forbidden shards will run out on their own when they sense my presence. Speaking of which, Regor, how did you get rid of this troublesome formation mage?" said Elkloster with a hearty smile. He didn't feel anxious about his own affairs at all, but asked him about other things with great interest.

"The Flower of Thorns can temporarily paralyze enemies. Whether it's his mind, his emotions, or his body, I don't know why he became the way he is. Originally, I thought that I would need to use force to solve it. I didn't expect it to be so boring. Regor frowned rather distressedly.

"Haha, maybe this person was attracted by Regor's looks. By the way, where has the dear little princess gone? I remember that she came to you without even telling me. Elkloster said with another idiot grin.

"I told her to leave first. But who knows if there was no fight. You know, with her current strength, it's very difficult to fight. Regor said. He focused his gaze on a small note that suddenly appeared on the spatial ring. "Forbidden Fragments?"

"The little princess is still good compared to her peers. Of course, you can't compare to this monster of yours. Even if it's this continent, how many people can fight you? Of course, I don't count. After all, I've been reincarnated countless times. If you don't have the ability to protect yourself, thousands of years will be in vain. The fingertip touched the floating note, and the note disappeared the moment it touched Elkloster. He did not answer Regol's question. But it doesn't matter if you don't answer.

"A lost traveler, lost in the journey. I wonder what kind of surprise my sudden encounter with the new scenery can bring me?" said Elkloster with inexplicable meaning.

"Now that you've got it, let's go. Regol said lazily. He snorted and walked in the direction Caccino had left. He was followed by a tall figure. That's Alcloster. But there were three shadows in the sun.