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Chapter 733 Not authentic

"I want to learn to drive Donil or Mogad, so that I can take my mother to Huttonmar for a walk. It's too cold in winter, so she said she wasn't happy to move."

It was not until he was sure that his mother had fallen asleep that Rennie tiptoed over, with Hongxia hanging on her face nervously. She found a topic to open it and then started talking nonsense.

Ye Lin smiled gently and nodded gently: "Want to learn? It's simple. Let Alicia teach you, anyway, she has nothing to do all day."

"Yes, she is now receiving Queen Maya's salary, she still has less work, and she spends more time practicing swordsmanship than me..."

Rennie, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed in beige pajamas, talked for half an hour without any sign of stopping. It was indeed as her mother said, although her personality was relatively naive, she spoke very neatly.

Physical forms interrupted Rennie's speech, looking for traces of her hairband on her fat flesh, her slender waist, and a faint fragrance could be smelled at the tip of her nose.

He has smelled this very charming and intoxicating fragrance many times.

Under the collar of the pajamas, a neat fabric exposed in a corner was slowly displayed. Ye Lin, who was pinching his fingers on the second button, was speechless. It was a long-sleeved white shirt, supporting a lot of pride.

He pointed his finger at his little nose and couldn't help but feel a little funny: "Wear three pieces, aren't you hot?"

The light in the boudoir was yellow and the intentional donation was three-point misty, and the temperature was also raised to the appropriate level by magic. Wearing a short sleeve would not make you feel cold. The most important aspect of sound insulation was naturally complete.

"Two pieces are good! That piece of cloth is too little, what kind of clothes are they..." Renney muttered, but felt something was wrong.

If underwear is not considered clothes, then when wearing swimsuits in summer, wouldn’t it mean that there is no clothes?

When I tasted a large piece of glutinous rice, I suddenly felt a surprise of eating some fruit and swallowed it in big mouthfuls to try to replenish the calories needed for winter survival.

...

"You understand it as drinking fruit granules tea, don't chew it." Gently stroked Renni's short red hair on his shoulders, his eyes were loving.

Pooh!

After spitting out saliva, Rainy frowned and muttered: "There are those things that are inconvenient to drink if you can't drink. I just uncover the lid and drink it directly."

"Uh, then you just treat it as the summer shattering ice~"

"Boss, it should be the kind sold on the street. Sprinkle seasoning and sauce, and cut the sausages on both sides with a knife? A grilled sausage made on hot iron plates and boiling oil? It can be split vertically to make a burrito."

Rennie's palms were so excited that he gestured like a knife a few times, and the warm wind brought up made Ye Lin's teeth tremble? He smiled angrily.

...

"A little weird, will I be poisoned?"

How many times did he retching to the garbage can in the corner of the room? The stomach-warming thing was unable to spit it out, and Rennie looked pitiful.

"Just treat it? A nutritious breakfast."

While there is still time? He was busy cleaning the house, burning and annihilation in the garbage can, and carefully drying the bedding.

Clang~

The window was roaring due to the strong wind, and Rennie was not awake when she touched her full stomach? But he slowly frowned.

It's about four o'clock in the second half of the night? When everything is about to wake up, there is an extremely terrifying ghost aura gushing wildly on the street outside.

It seemed to be a power from hell. He felt it while walking in the gates of the underworld, extremely pure.

Thinking for a moment? Don’t hurry or slowly put on your clothes, and flash and teleport outside the house? The sky above is still covered with a layer of dark gauze. There is still some time left for dawn.

The purple ghost energy like a tornado rolled up a pile of fallen leaves? It crushed it into dust in the air, and the neat street paved with stones suddenly cracked a deep gully? A terrible arm covered with hell stone armor suddenly scattered on the ground.

"Jige?"

Ye Lin's expression was a little surprised. This last loyal minister of Perus, a powerful man who was dragged down by several ghosts and gods, could now forcefully open a crack in the underworld.

How did he do it?

In my memory, the last time he saw Jige in Xuzu was because of the semi-ghostly mad monk Moen, who had a call from hell, gave Jige a chance to come to the world for a short time.

The dark blue hell ore armor sets off the body, looking extremely tall, surrounded by condensed ghost energy, air conditioning is terrifying, and death is everywhere, and darkness seems to be himself!

"Sir Jig, don't be fine."

Ye Lin bowed his hand to express his respect. Even regardless of strength, the other party was calm and stamina with the right endurance that was worthy of his admiration.

A light ball the size of a faint blue fist was thrown straight by Jige. The light ball exuded a biting chill and stopped steadily in front of him.

But what was wrapped inside made him frown because it was a very painful and twisted male face!

"This is the soul of the second prince, the kingdom of disaster shore..."

Jig's low voice was still echoing, and a scarlet twisted arm suddenly poked out from the crack under his feet, holding his ankle firmly, with endless anger and the rumble of hell...

"Jige, come to the underworld~"

Kazan's anger, unless Jig can solve the entanglement between several ghosts and gods, he will never be able to stay in reality for a long time.

Every time a difficult situation occurs, it will be dragged back to the underworld by ghosts and gods full of resentment.

However, what happened next surprised Ye Lin. A cold frost covered with cold ice appeared in the crack, which was slender and slender, obviously a woman's hand. He actually grabbed Kazan's arm and wanted to take it away.

"Saya is helping you? Lord Jig, you are...unauthentic."

He didn't expect that among the major ghosts and gods who dragged Jig into hell, Saya actually helped Jig in turn and restrained a ghost and god.

One subtraction and one addition means that Jige lacks the suppression of two ghosts and gods. With all his strength, he can temporarily open up the underworld.

However, the tragic love story between Saya and Jon is still sung in Arad, and it has been a long time since people burst into tears.

As the only flame ghost and god whose body is still in Arad, Jon was cursed and sealed in the underground palace of the Kingdom of the Disaster Strike. He was waiting for Saya to come back for more than 400 years by Jigdog~

But now, as the culprit of Saya's fall into hell, not only did he not go back, but he also helped him.

Is it said that the power of the "Taurus" is hidden?

boom!

A stream of Nether Flame surged from the cracks of hell, and the Mars splashed at will, causing a tree next to the street to quickly turn into ashes.

"Carlo!"

Ye Lin's eyes suddenly became sharp. He grabbed a compressed and collapsed dark nothingness in his palm, and directly held an arm full of Nether Flame, allowing it to collapse and annihilate in an instant, giving Jige a few more seconds to stay.

The ghost and god wanted to drag Jig down and he couldn't control it, but the process was intense and it was very likely to affect Arad's casualties, especially at the gate of Rennie's house.

"Jon's palace has a curse that takes time to break through. I can't do it. Let him fall into hell to relieve the misunderstanding and fulfill the unfulfilled promise for me. Saya will give you ice from hell..."
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