Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 1356 Small Villa (2)

[Non-human domain], the headquarters of the Magicians Association.

Alduin's dragon floating above the sky whispered dissatisfaction from time to time-the worst knight was still stepping on it, and at the same time hijacked the granddaughter of the Juggernaut.

Looking at the crowd around the headquarters of the Magicians Association below, the Miss Witch couldn't help but whispered inwardly, and asked curiously, "Today is the day for rice distribution by the Magicians Association. Why are there so many people?"

Of course, her question was not answered... Farrell just stared directly at the [-]th floor of the headquarters of the Magicians Association headquarters, and suddenly said, "Hui Yao is not here, not even Misteel."

Miss Witch knows the external titles of the tower masters—probably there will be no one in the [Inhuman Realm] who doesn't know the titles of the tower masters of the Association.

"How do you know?" Miss Gillian asked curiously.

"When the level of strength comes, you can naturally feel it." Farrell's speech still shocked the spiritual witch... Even if it is not as good as these old monsters from a hundred years ago, in the new generation, they also ask themselves Not too bad.

Even if it's not outstanding, at least it's above the standard line...

They use the Great War a hundred years ago as the dividing point, and those who grew up after the Great War are all called the new generation.

The granddaughter of the Juggernaut hugged the pillow anxiously at this time, and she opened her mouth several times but was unable to speak, but vaguely knew something from Farrell's conversation with the spiritual witch.

The two mentioned the Hundred Years War... they came back and so on.

Although she is not from that era, as the granddaughter of the Juggernaut, she is also involved in the history of a hundred years ago... Generally speaking, she will know more than the ordinary new generation.

It seems that... A hundred years ago, the enemy that the Allied Forces led by Grandpa, who was the commander of the Allied Forces, reappeared again?

"Riding...Master Farrell." The granddaughter of the Juggernaut finally had enough courage to say in a low voice: "Excuse me, can you let me go home..."

When Farrell looked back, the granddaughter of the Juggernaut tensed up all over, and she didn't even dare to meet her eyes.

I only heard Farrell say: "You need to inherit the responsibility of your grandfather. He was our commander at the beginning... Even if you are not qualified to be the commander, as his descendant, you can't back down and dishonor Roland's name as the sword master."

"I..." Juggernaut's granddaughter... Leia pursed her lips at this moment, and said in a lower voice: "I...I didn't..."

But Farrell stepped forward without saying a word, waved his hand and slapped Leia on the cheek—slap!

Probably no one would have guessed that he would suddenly slap the fat girl—anyway, Miss Witch was so startled that her jaw seemed to drop.

"I don't need someone who is timid, let alone someone who is not confident." Looking at the helpless, terrified and wronged fat girl who was covering her cheeks, Farrell's heart was like steel, "I don't care how you feel. One you are more suitable, then I will need another you... The current you, whether you live or die, exist or disappear, it doesn't matter, or, please disappear now, all I need is yours Ability. I will not be like a life mentor, to help you get rid of something, please show the swordsman's aura when you pointed your sword at me."

Is this... so hardcore?
Miss Witch grunted, and at the same time cursed the old man as a madman.

Leia lowered her head deeply, trembling slightly as she hugged her body that was waiting for a pillow... But the dragon of Alduin couldn't stand it anymore, and said angrily: "Old lunatic! Are you going too far! At least worry about Leia feeling, you know what!"

Farrell said indifferently, "I don't need to know anything. Everyone in the world is burdened with different things, and no one is special. Except for children, no one is taken care of for granted."

"you!!"

"Changing lanes!" Farrell snorted coldly, exerting a little force on the soles of his feet, directly suppressing Alduin's dragon in the air, "Go to the orc leader!"

"I won't go!" The Dark Dragon was also furious at this time.

Farrell stretched out his hand without saying a word, and the high-altitude air instantly formed an air sword in his palm, and slashed across the dragon's back.

The sturdy dragon scales were broken in an instant, and a two-meter-long wound appeared on the dragon's back in an instant, the skin was torn apart... Alduin could not help but roar in pain.

The roar of the dragon immediately attracted the attention of the crowd below... But when the [non-people] on the ground looked up, all they saw was a stream-like tail appearing in the clouds.

"Just now... it seems to be the sound of a dragon's roar?"

"The golden dragon is here again??"

"Open the door! Open the door!!! My loss has not been registered yet!! The business ape of the association! Don't force me to steal your wives!! Come on!!"

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Association headquarters, [-]th floor.

There are currently five tower masters in the Magician Association's Secret Technique Tower, namely the first tower master Hui Yao, Chiyan Tower Master, Frost Ice Tower Master, Thunder Tower Master, and the Misteel Tower Master who was later promoted because of his merits.

At this time, the Chiyan tower master and the cold ice tower master who were imprisoned by the first tower master because of the noise at the meeting are still in confinement. The first tower master and the Misteel tower master are also missing. , and only the Thunder Tower Master who presides over the work is left.

Speaking of the Thunder Tower Master, he is much older than the other four Tower Masters—from the present world, to the completion of the construction of the [Inhuman Domain], to moving into this domain, this Thunder Tower Master can be described as It has witnessed the prosperity of the Association of Magicians over the past few hundred years, and has also experienced several times of internal turmoil in the Association.

The tower owner's staff has been changing all the time, but the Thunder Tower owner has never changed over the years.

In the huge room, through the ring-shaped floor-to-ceiling windows, the Thunder Tower Master looked at the night sky outside, "This voice... seems to be Roland's dragon?"

Shaking his head... For some reason, this Thunder Tower Master, who has been through many trials and hardships, always has a feeling that storms are coming—this may be a so-called sixth sense of high-level [non-human], something illusory.

He looked at the crowd of victims gathered below, and couldn't help but feel a headache again... After dealing with these matters, he would not go home and tell his little bedtime stories to put his granddaughter to bed.

"These young guys really don't care about the elderly at all..." The Thunder Tower Master sighed, then waved his hand, and said in a low voice, "Make me a pot of coffee... Who is it?"

The Master of the Thunder Tower is not old with a sword, once he sensed another intruder, he reacted quickly... The wand slipped from his sleeve, and then he grabbed it in his hand - the moment he turned around, the wand also clicked directly. out.

In an instant, the thunder shot out from the wand, and then it turned into a tree of thunder... The uneven and forked thunder directly covered every place in the room!

The place where Thunder couldn't extend appeared soon!
At the corner, the airborne seemed to have collapsed, and when the branches of the tree of thunder extended to this place, they were directly absorbed in it... Afterwards, the surrounding space began to become three-dimensional.

It was like putting in dozens of prisms...these mirrors then shattered and the fragments scattered.

But in an instant, the tree of thunder completely withered, and the owner of the tower of thunder couldn't help but take two steps back.

His face was slightly shocked, but he also stabilized his mood at this time... Looking at the source of the peculiar space, the Thunder Tower Master frowned, and then seemed to think of something, and his expression suddenly changed, "You... still not dead?"

The mirrors that were scattered on the ground suddenly gathered in this strange place of space...they gathered together like glass scum that had been kneaded into a ball indiscriminately.

Then, a figure began to emerge.

When this figure completely appeared... The Thunder Tower Master's eyes suddenly became flustered, and he quickly raised the magic wand in his hand.

But... light.

A strong light covered the entire light in an instant—and this strong light passed through the flower window here, shot out of the tower, and shocked everyone on the ground below the two hundred floors.

When the magician in the tower hurriedly knocked on the Thunder Tower Master's office, he saw the Thunder Tower Master standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back.

"Master Tower Master, just now?"

"It's nothing, I just thought of a spell, and I just tried it." The Thunder Tower Master didn't look back, but simply gave an explanation.

"So that's how it is..." The magician nodded without any doubt, and continued, "By the way, did the Tower Master call me just now? I seem to have heard your voice transmission..."

The Thunder Tower Master turned around slowly, and said with a smile, "Oh, I want you to make a pot of coffee for me."

"Okay! I'll go right away!"

When the magician left and closed the door of the room, the smile on the Thunder Tower Master's face disappeared... He looked around the room, and when he walked past the desk, he stretched out his hand and slowly swept across the edge of the desk.

I saw him closing his eyes, as if he was feeling something... whispered to himself: "It's been some time, I haven't come back here..."

He slowly stretched out his hand...a ball of light slowly emerged from his palm.

The ball of light oscillated, occasionally sweeping across an angry and frightened face... the face of the Thunder Tower Master.

……

……

Not only put the unconscious woman on the sofa after being sucked blood, but also put the golden dragon who was knocked unconscious by Sister Long on the sofa.

I found some water in the living room... Xiaodie Yao, who was used to nursing work, thought about it, washed two rags, and then began to wipe the faces of the woman and the golden dragon.

At this time, Long Xiruo's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Sister Long!"

"I've seen this house, and there's nothing special about it." Long Xiruo's voice was very clear, "By the way, I found a good place, come here too!"

"Where is it?"

"A super-large bathroom...the water temperature is just right, as if someone specially prepared it—remember Fafnir's perverted appearance just now? I think this guy may have prepared it for himself to take a bath."

"Does Mr. Fafner live here?" Luo Pianli was startled.

"God knows, maybe it's a magpie's nest and a dove occupying it... This guy is not good at anything else, but he is very beautiful and clean. I have been making a lot of trouble today, and I dare not only blow up the place where people live, but also eat and take here. ...Whatever it is, you can't make it through? If you don't, just wait for me in the living room."

"Oh...wait for me!" Luo Pianlu said hastily.

Females... seem to be unable to escape the temptation to take a bath - and soon, they have indeed been running around for a long time today.

A small hole was directly opened in the barrier of the living room, and the little butterfly demon walked through it, and soon came to the location of the bathroom that Long Xiruo mentioned.

When I opened the door and entered, I saw the water vapor in the bathroom...Long Xiruo had already sat on the edge of the small swimming pool, soaked himself in it, and showed a satisfied face.

"Ah... It feels like I've come back to life." The real dragon of Shenzhou loosened his neck, then looked at the butterfly monster and said, "What are you doing in a daze, come down."

"Whoa whoa!"

As he said that, the little butterfly demon grabbed the bottom of the clothes with both hands, and turned them up... After finally putting the folded clothes aside, the little butterfly demon laughed cheerfully , walked a few steps quickly, and then jumped directly into the bathtub.

The water splashed, and I was so happy that I played happily in the water like a child.

"Really, are you so happy?" Long Xiruo held her chin, her eyes softened.

Xiaodie Yao started to swim like a paparazzi in the water, and said: "Because, this is the first time I took a bath with Sister Long! I didn't even try it when I was in the hospital."

Zhenlong from Shenzhou clicked his tongue, "I'm sorry that the bathroom in my hospital only has a small bathtub!"

"I, I didn't mean that! It's not...I mean..."

"You're kidding, silly girl." Long Xiruo smiled, then turned around, revealing her smooth back, "Come here and rub it for me, I always feel that my shoulders are a bit heavy recently... It’s time to be tortured by pressure.”

"Ok!"

Swimming behind Long Xiruo, Xiaodie Yao easily found the towels for wiping her back, various shampoos, and for some reason there was a basin filled with transparent Viscous liquid.

"What's this?" Little Butterfly Demon touched the viscous liquid in the basin with his fingers—the liquid became a thread, turning into a crystal clear silk thread.

Zhenlong, who was lying on the edge of the pool, glanced at it, and subconsciously said: "Collagen lubricating fluid, isn't there often a film for custom bathing, and it is used on the body."

"What is a custom bathing film?" Xiaodie Yao blinked.

"...It's a teaching video of an alternative massage therapy." Shenzhou Zhenlong said without blushing and heartbeat: "I will teach you when you grow up."

"Huh?" Little Butterfly Demon tilted her head and thought for a while, rubbed the slippery liquid on her fingertips with her fingers, then grabbed a handful and applied it directly on the real dragon's back, "Is that so?"

The chilly feeling made the real dragon shudder all over.

"Don't put it on me!" Long Xiruo roared uncomfortably, "This thing was put on the massager!"

"Is that so?" Hearing this, Little Butterfly Demon grabbed another handful of lubricating oil and began to apply it on her body... The fair skin seemed to be coated with a thin layer of crystal. She tried this Rubbing his own body, he laughed and said, "Wow, it's slippery, so interesting! Sister Long, you should try it too!"

"Hee hee, itchy, so comfortable..."

"Damn...don't touch there!!"

"Sister Long, are you ticklish?"

"Hmm~~ Pianchu, it seems that you have forgotten the fear of being dominated by the dragon's claw hand... You offended me, and you still want to run?! Secret skills, 48 ​​moves!"

"Huh?? Chirp!"

……

"Today's harvest is good."

In front of the villa, the maid, holding a bouquet of Austin rose flower balls, said with a smile.

In front of the door, Boss Luo stopped in his tracks, smiled and said, "Well...it's quite lively inside."

The maid heard the words and listened carefully... no perception, but it doesn't mean that the hearing is weakened. Hearing the faint voice, the maid lightly covered her lips with her small hand, "Oh, it seems... it really is."

(End of this chapter)