Second World Book

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Seeing the Servant entering the arena, Semiramis saw the destroyed courtyard again, and he was so angry that he shouted coquettishly, Do you want to rebel? Saber!

Are you stupid! You beat my father, framed my father, and lied to my master. You are undoubtedly the enemy I hate the most. Xiao Mo pointed at Semiramis with a murderous look Teng Teng, at the same time glanced at Morgan Le Fay standing beside Semiramis from the corner of the eye, feeling helpless in his heart.

As a parent, how do you discipline a disobedient kid? Semiramis turned to look at Morgan Le Fay.

Morgan Le Fay's expression was not very good, he shrugged and said: Her wings are stiff, I can't control her.

Of course! Empress, let me send you and this old witch back, don't continue wandering here! Xiao Mo grinned, and a strong magic power ignited on the cheating sword.

Stinky girl! Semiramis was angry, and when he raised his hand, a large number of magic circles appeared.

Drink! Xiao Mo slammed his sword into the ground fiercely, and the violent magic power bombarded down, and the dust brought by the explosion blocked everyone's sight.

Damn it, to destroy my courtyard again, I have to... Nani?! Semiramis was furious. When the smoke dissipated, a big hole was left in place, but the person disappeared, and his expression froze.

Did you run away? Amakusa wasn't annoyed. To be honest, he didn't want to fight Saber, Lancer, and the injured Archer again. Even if this was his home field, it was enough to get rid of the opponent.

Hmph! Semiramis snorted angrily, and was about to repair her garden again.

As for Shabby, he was immersed in writing his novel. He wanted to write this wonderful battle into an art novel and record it for future generations to read.

Morgan Le Fay said indifferently: Can you send me back now?

Wait for a while! Amakusa said: I need to persuade that person to agree to my transformation of the Holy Grail. If the persuasion fails, then...

Understood. Semiramis nodded slightly, the corners of his eyes showed a cold light, if the guardian heroic spirit toasts and refuses to eat fine wine, then he can only be excluded together.

Hmm! This Holy Grail War is the last time human beings will bleed! After finishing speaking, Amakusa tugged on her robe and strode towards the center of the courtyard, followed by everyone else...

On the stairs outside the villa, Lion Jie is smoking a cigarette, thinking about something, or betting, will it succeed?

There's no need to weigh it, anyway, I'm also a human (magician), not a magician. Lion Jie threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out, thinking with determination.

Is the master still smoking? Xiao Mo walked out.

Well, I can't sleep, how is it? Have you discussed a countermeasure? Lion Jie asked.

Well, there is already a preliminary rescue plan! Xiao Mo also sat down on his ass, raised his legs, and was in a good mood.

That's good, is there anything I can help you with? Lion Jie asked.

Huh? Master, you... don't you want to flatter my father? Xiao Mo stared at Shi Shi Jie suspiciously.

Hahaha...how could it be! Didn't you want to save your father? As the master, it's my duty to help together! Lion Jie laughed with a big drop of cold sweat on his forehead.

Is that so? Xiao Mo felt that this explanation was so-so.

Hiss...there are mosquitos?! Lion Jie jumped suddenly, covered his buttocks, subconsciously looked at the steps, and was stunned.

What is this... Thumbelina?

Lion Jie saw a little girl who was smaller than a little finger, um, and could move, holding a gun smaller than a toothpick. Was this the thing that stabbed him just now?

Xiao Mo covered her face, and then gently grabbed it with her hands, but the little guy was very flexible, hopping and dodging, and released two two-color magic balls, one red and one blue, hitting her face.

Pfft! Xiao Mo covered his eyes, a bruise appeared on the bridge of his nose, but he recovered under the magic power, and said angrily, Stop, or I will step on you!

The little guy was so frightened that he turned his head and ran away, and Xiao Mo chased after him on all fours, leaving only Lion Jie confused in the wind...

After a while, Xiao Mo came back, holding a thread in his hand, and a struggling little guy was tied to the thread, his face was flushed with anger, and he kept swearing, but his voice was too small to hear unless he put it close to his ear. arrive.

I still make you fierce, let you be a bear, you brat. Xiao Mo poked the little guy with his little finger, the little guy kept beating, but he just couldn't break free from the 'rope'.

... Lion Jie heard the words, the corner of his mouth twitched, but you are not qualified to say that other people's brats are good or not?

Cough cough cough... what is this? Wait, this can't be a heroic spirit, right? Lion Jie coughed dryly, and was startled by his own guess. How small is a heroic spirit? Could it be from the legendary Lilliputian? Heroic spirit?

Wait, why is this face, I seem to have seen it there?

Yes, after a careful comparison, it is exactly the same as the one behind Xiao Mo... Uh, it's not good, seeing this ruler's face is black, like the edge of a volcanic eruption, shouldn't it be better for him to stay away from Xiao Mo?

Well, it's really fun! Master, what are you talking about? Xiao Mo took the spinning line and gave the little guy an artificial version of the speeding Ferris wheel. After stopping, the little guy was already dizzy, and his eyes rolled around.

What are you doing to my daughter?! Bai Zhen glared at Xiao Mo tentatively, holding the battle flag tightly in her hand.

(⊙o⊙)... Xiao Mo froze, his head

Turning around like a gun, seeing Bai Zhen with a gloomy face, he looked at the crying little Bai Zhen who was tied with a string in his hands, and smiled embarrassingly.

That... this is a misunderstanding...

Misunderstood you big-headed ghost!

Bang!

Bai Zhen shouted coquettishly, and the battle flag hit Xiao Mo's head. The latter crouched with his head in his arms, his forehead was swollen, and the little Joan of Arc in his hand was snatched back.

Ma Ma is here, don't cry, don't cry! Bai Zhen hurriedly comforted the little Lily in her hand.

It hurts! No one has ever hit me except my father! Ruler, I want to fight you one-on-one! Xiao Mo cried out angrily. She is a king, how could she let someone hit her head?

Really? Bai Zhen snorted, and a red command spell in the shape of a four-winged angel appeared behind her.

(⊙o⊙)... The corner of Xiao Mo's mouth twitched. Although she was not afraid of the command spell, she didn't want to make things stand still. After all, it was her fault, so she raised her hand and surrendered.

okokok! I admit defeat, you knocked on my head too, this is how it goes, how? ..