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Pol tore off the last leg of the low-ranking knight, "click", the sound of bones tearing, the low-ranking knight died, and just like that, tortured to death by the orcs. The battle between humans and orcs continues.

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"Uncle, can you say hurry up, I'm so sleepy, I'm about to die, I want to go back to sleep, I'm really sleepy!" Ling Feng didn't want to listen to it anymore, these things had nothing to do with him, they had nothing to do with it at all, why should he listen to Gattuso tell a story here, no matter if it was true or not, but how much it had to do with himself, it didn't have much to do with it. Ling Feng is a very selfish person. It belongs to the kind of selfishness that "has nothing to do with oneself and hangs high", the kind of selfishness that "everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door and doesn't care about the frost on the tiles of others".

But Ling Feng is also a bad and good person, so can he fit the character of the protagonist? and selfish, and when it is critical, he will stand up to save others. This is the character of the protagonist. In a word, these are all routines in the dark.

Gattuso ignored Ling Feng, but glared at Ling Feng fiercely, Ling Feng felt that Gattuso's storytelling was simply poor, and his story was not vivid at all, Gattuso, you should learn like my Chinese teacher Wang Ling, Wang Ling is a special teacher in our province, do you know? Gattuso, a special teacher, is the kind of person who is very good, and every word he says is like jade! Gattuso, you tell stories that are simply incomparable to Wang Ling! Cato, do you know, you old thing. Ling Feng complained fiercely in his heart, but the special teacher was not as good as the red-haired beauty teacher Qiao Shirt with a bumpy figure in front of him.

Ling Feng was at least under Qiao Shan's teaching, Ling Feng was happy, he didn't want to be depressed all day long in that class, and Ling Feng didn't want to go back at all.

What about the special teacher, it is not as good as this teacher, what she got was only the approval of a piece of paper, and Qiao Shan was recognized by the entire first-grade A class, this teacher is very good, Ling Feng thinks so. Ling Feng glanced at Qiao Shan, and Qiao Shi saw Ling Feng's throwing

Gattuso began to tell the story again, Ling Feng began to fall asleep again, and the others still listened carefully, Chu Ye! That is the name that resounded throughout the Atlantis continent! Not everyone can know the story of Chu Ye, who is sitting here does not know Chu Ye, since the founding of the Karthos Empire, the territory of the empire has been expanded to the largest person.

"Don't sleep, my master!" "Who, who's talking behind me, come out, who the hell are you?" Ling Feng was frightened by this weak and beautiful voice, the Colosseum Garton died in front of him, Ling Feng thought that it was Garton's undead who came to look for him. Or that Ling Feng, the one who always calls me your Ling Feng. Although Ling Feng had already recognized that guy, Ling Feng still didn't know when that guy was born, and even his own spirit weapon little demon and little angel didn't know about it. Ling Feng was afraid that the scenery in front of him would turn black and white again, as long as that guy appeared, Ling Feng's surroundings would become like an old black and white TV set, and time would stop.

"Who are you!" Ling Feng asked, "You shouldn't be Garton's undead who came to take my life!" After speaking, Ling Feng had an urge to slap himself, "Ling Feng, are you stupid, or are you stupid by the orcs, how can Garton's voice be so good, Ling Feng was a little nervous, and was stunned for a moment and said, "This is definitely not Garton's voice." "But it's not Ling Feng's voice, Ling Feng is not so stupid that he can't even distinguish his own voice," but who is this familiar voice" Ling Feng thought secretly in his heart.

"Don't think about it, my master!" the little angel landed on Ling Feng's shoulder, and said softly, "I'm a little angel, master!" Ling Feng turned his head to look at it, "Wow, little angel, why is it your turn to come out this time, where is the little devil dead! Where is the little devil dead!" Ling Feng shouted loudly in his heart.

"Don't shout, master!" the little devil has gone to rest, he has fallen asleep in the spirit realm, in order to avoid hello him, the little devil has already given his ears" The little angel sat on Ling Feng's shoulders and kept flapping his white wings, and his little feet were constantly rippling, as if he was paddling. "Hey, little angel, do you think of me as a boat?" Ling Feng asked with a smile. "Why isn't the master pleased?" said the little angel with his head tilted, "Master, do you dislike the little angel so much?" said the little angel with a wink.

"What are you kidding, I like you the most, little angel, you are much better than the little bastard of the little devil, the little devil guy complains about me every day, I am about to vomit when I see it every day, this time it is better, the little devil died and slept, and called him, he didn't care about me, this situation couldn't be better. Ling Feng smiled cheaply, his eyes narrowed into a line. "Really?" the little angel hid his face and smiled, listening to Ling Feng praise himself like this, the little angel's heart smiled.

"Really, aren't you my spiritual artifact? how could you not know my thoughts!"

"Of course I know, how could I not know what my master was thinking!" the little angel kissed Ling Feng gently, "You! you!" Ling Feng's face began to turn honeyy red again. "Is the master nervous?" ”

The little angel brought Ling Feng to the Spirit Realm.

"Hey, little angel, I'm not sleeping, aren't you not letting me sleep?" Ling Feng asked.

"It's okay, the master is asleep, and you can hear the conversation outside in the spirit realm!" the little angel said with a smile as she flapped her white wings.

"Oh, I see!"

"Master, do you want to know my abilities?" said the little angel in a tricky way, "Really? Little angel, what is your ability? I really want to know? Ling Feng's pupils flickered with excitement, "It must be yes, little angel." Ling Feng jumped and said, once the little angel's ability is very strong.

Then Ling Feng doesn't need to use that Ling Feng, that blackened Ling Feng.

The cherub shook his head and remained silent.

Ling Feng was a little disappointed, really a little disappointed.

"Master, I won't tell you about your ability first, let's play the game of middle and second diseases! Master, what you just said is the mantra of Manji in "Kuiba". ”

"Hmm. Ling Feng nodded and said, "Little angel, you really know me!

"Play as you like!" The little angel began to transform, and his original small and delicate appearance instantly turned into a big angel, about the same height as Ling Feng, the little angel's figure was very good, and it was uneven, Ling Feng's heart began to heat up when he saw it. "Master, you're out of luck!" said the little angel.

"Hmm," Ling Feng said.

The angel walked up to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng closed his eyes. Could it be that the little angel is going to beat me up like a little devil, no?

"Wow"

"Huh"

The angel spreads his wings, like a god, and is a true angel. The wings wrapped around Ling Feng, and Ling Feng felt very warm. The kind of warmth that warms my heart.

"Wow Ka Ka

The little angel let go of Ling Feng and said, "I will destroy you on behalf of the moon!"

"I'll it, and this is the beginning, I'm not ready yet, the game is on. Ling Feng felt that this was too abrupt.

"The small universe explodes! Pegasus Meteor Fist!" Ling Fengxue's "Saint Seiya" moves, there are looks.

"Agumon, evolve!"

"Scatter, Senbon Sakura!"

"Spiral Pill!"

"Chidori... Rachel!"

"Shadow clone!"

"Fire escape, the art of fireballs. ”

"You will surrender to me!"

"You're just a code slave!"

"Even if it's a god, I'm going to kill you!"

"I want to be a partner of justice!"

"I'll keep your smile on your face. ”

"My stupid brother, do you want to be strong, do you want to kill me, hate it! The power of hatred will make you stronger. ”

"Heaven and earth are the same!"

"Kielmon, evolve in the end, Red Lotus Knight Hand. ”

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Ling Feng had a great time with the little angel, and he was never happy again. Ling Feng felt like he was back when he was a child, playing playing games with his classmates, and he was the happiest at that time!

Ling Feng is a teenager in the late stage of secondary two diseases, but as he continues to grow older, Ling Feng gradually, slowly, hides his heart?

"It's good to be alive!" Ling Feng said, "Little angel, it's good to have you, little angel, are you my harem!" "Master, what do you think?" The little angel asked, "No, it should be renamed, it should be called the archangel, haha, it shouldn't be counted! The little angel is my spirit weapon, how can the spirit weapon be considered a harem!" Ling Feng lied.

The little angel waved his jade hand and said, "Master, whatever you want! I know everything about my master's thoughts, because I am your spirit weapon?" Ling Feng said with a dry smile: "Haha, it's so unfair that you can't be full of you, why can your spirit weapon know my thoughts, but I can't know your thoughts!"

"Master, if you've had enough, go ahead and listen to Gattuso's story! The little angel said.

In fact, the little angel knew Ling Feng, Ling Feng was very conflicted, and Ling Feng's heart was really contradictory. Ling Feng is actually a poor person............

In front of Ling Feng, an LCD monitor appeared. Ling Feng in the monitor was lying on the table

Parker looked anxious, and when the story was over, wouldn't Parker have to live a hungry life with his sister again? Forget it! Let's finish listening to this story first! Besides, the old man who came to find fault with him said quite beautifully. Parker held Celica's small hand tightly, and touched Celica's long green hair, compared to the black-haired clan, the cursed clan, their fate was undoubtedly much better than that of the black-haired one.