Urban God-level Selection System

Zhang Wanlin said, "Do you think we can get away?"

"They naturally dare to keep us, so they are not afraid that we will leave like this."

"So?"

Ling Xue asked, "Shall we just sit and wait for death?"

"Not so.

let's talk tomorrow.

The top priority now is rest. "

For some reason, Zhang Wanlin looked at Ling Xue and felt a little more beautiful and seductive, and the voice in his heart was tempting, let him pick this ripe fruit.

She is a monster, not just a monster, but a monster of more than ten thousand years. She practiced in this round, which was enough for him to make up for it.

While he was absent-minded, he suddenly heard Ling Xue's soft drink.

At this moment, Zhang Wanlin was holding Ling Xue tightly, her red lips, whose lips had just left.

When did he make such a move?

Zhang Wanlin was puzzled.

Ling Xue slapped Zhang Wanlin's face, and the cheek on the left suddenly turned red.

She took the opportunity to break free of Zhang Wanlin, "I didn't expect you to be such a person!"

Her hair looked messy, her breath was even more rapid, and her anger gushed out of her eyes.

If kissing on the bus was a coincidence before, now it is intentional! Just now, Zhang Wanlin suddenly approached and took her into his arms.

This is more than a shame for her.

Ling Xue drew the knife on her waist. This was taken from the secret treasure house just now. She wanted Zhang Wanlin to pay for it! The blade of a knife passed between Zhang Wanlin's neck and almost cut his artery.

Zhang Wanlin said nervously, "Ling Xue, this is a misunderstanding. You can listen to me to explain."

"What's the misunderstanding?

Isn't all of this made by you? "

Obviously, this person has been affected very well, but he suddenly did such an excessive thing.

Everything must be done step by step. If you take it step by step, perhaps Ling Xue will really surrender in his arms, but, such a sudden, it can be said that the sky is broken in her heart.

"All of this is a side effect of me absorbing the death sickle."

"It's conscious. It was it who controlled it to approach you just now, and then..." Ling Xue turned the knife and approached Zhang Wanlin's throat again, "Stop talking nonsense."

But it feels better in my heart.

"Ling Xue!"

Zhang Wanlin finally got angry, holding Ling Xue's wrist in one hand and throwing her on the bed.

"Don't mess around!!"

The majestic coercion even became tangible, and the purple flood wave pressed into the surrounding area, and Ling Xue suddenly felt out of breath.

This is because she has ten thousand years of cultivation base to support her, if there is no ten thousand years of cultivation base, I am afraid that she would have lost her soul long ago.

Why does this mortal master such a powerful force?

She was deeply curious in her heart.

Seeing the bleeding in Ling Xue's mouth, Zhang Wanlin hurried over and helped her, "Sorry, I was too impulsive just now.

Unexpectedly, you would bleed just now. "

Ling Xue snorted coldly: "Go away! I won't forgive you."

Stumbled out the door.

The cry just now attracted the guards outside. They were all ordered to monitor the two of them. Once they had any changes, they would immediately stop them.

"What is that cry? It's so powerful."

"I faintly feel that there has been an earthquake just now."

"Fuck, this mortal has such a great energy, so I should report it to the adults."

Soon this news was uploaded to the ears of the tauren.

At this time, the Tauren was discussing major issues with the iron fan and how to get the artifact back.

After hearing the report from his subordinates, the bull's face sank, "How can this be good?"

Now that he has completely used this for himself, we probably won't be able to grab it at all. "

Iron Fan said: "Why don't you go ask someone for help?"

"Who please?"

"Just ask your dad's best friend, King Kong!"

Speaking of this, the Minotaur suddenly became interested: "Yes! Why not invite him.

He has always been competitive, and if we invite him, we might be able to win it back. "

"It shouldn't be too late, I will go now."

"Ok!"

Iron Fan nodded.

In the middle of the night, Ling Xue was tossing and turning in her room. Although the kiss just passed, she still stayed in her heart, repeatedly.

Is she really tempted?

To a mortal?

she does not know.

But it can be seen that since she did not take his life, the relationship between them has become very delicate.

Yes, he is not a human anymore, and he certainly can't be seen with human eyes.

In the other room, Zhang Wanlin was sitting on the bed, practising exercises, looking inwardly at the death sickle in his body.

The sickle flickered in his body, and the flickering thunder and lightning showed its terrifying power.

It is conscious.

When Zhang Wanlin entered the body space to look at it for the first time, he could also feel the beast looking at himself.

"Are you going to save others?"

"Ok."

"So you need my strength."

"Ok."

"But just now you rejected the power I provided you."

Naturally, it was Ling Xue's time just now.

"I don't understand, what kind of power can this increase."

"I don't know if you have heard of the double-break method, but my method is more domineering in the same way.

The person who is with you, after the kiss of the skin, you two can both improve your own strength, and you will improve higher and absorb each other's skills in all aspects. "

"I don't need it."

"you need to.

I know what you need.

If you go to the snow-capped mountains now, you will undoubtedly lose, so you have to strengthen yourself first.

Come on, face your own heart! Heed the call of desire. "

Zhang Wanlin opened his eyes, and a red light flashed through his eyes.

He walked out of the room, and the guard immediately asked vigilantly: "What do you want to do?"

He just said lightly: "I want to find Master Iron Fan."

Tie Fan had always been a princess on the fairy mountain before she was married, beautiful and graceful, with a different temperament.

Even now, some people call her a princess respectfully.

After tens of thousands of years of marriage, her beauty has not dissipated, but condensed and refined, more sophisticated, revealing a mature charm invisibly.

After bathing and changing clothes, the iron fan was sitting in the boudoir, combing her waist-long hair, bright and silky, like the perfect curve of her body slowly unfolding and unraveling.

She was wearing a transparent shirt, a long purple sand belt, and across the pink bed curtain outside, there was a mysterious charm of fairy dust.

A pair of long legs stretched and curled up, moving the sheets like a lazy snake.

The maid walked in and reported: "My lord, there is someone outside asking for a meeting."

"Who will be in the middle of the night?"

"It's today's guest, named Zhang Wanlin."

Tie Fan frowned, thinking, what is he here, "call him in."

Don't change clothes.

She wanted to see why this man came to him.