Chapter 6 Girl, this is the sixth chapter, are you going to bang bang bang?
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Lin Ling left with a caravan passing through the small town of Mangla. His friend Ilya was originally going to go on an 'adventure' with him, but now he suddenly awakened to fighting spirit, which made Ilya determined to stay.
Come down and practice well before going out to explore.
On the Star-Moon Continent, fighting spirit is not a lowly continental thing as described in the novels Lin Ling read in his previous life. On the contrary, only those with talents can cultivate fighting spirit. Otherwise, the only thing that matters is to improve their physical fitness.
When you reach level 3 or 4, and if you want to go higher... Do you want to train yourself into a muscular demon whose mind is all about muscles?
Of course, compared to magician training, which requires a good environment, good education, and good resources, which are almost indispensable, the requirements for fighting qi training are relatively much lower, and there are relatively more people with fighting qi talents.
Quite a few.
No matter what Ilya thought about, Lin Ling didn't intend to interfere. The old man had left anyway, and it didn't matter where he wanted to take risks now.
However, the previous small leader of the Dark Night Thieves Group was wearing a fourth-level alien fighting spirit, which made Lin Ling stunned for a moment. That scarlet fighting spirit was obviously not a conventional fighting spirit, and he seemed to remember that the old man mentioned similar fighting spirit to himself.
But I really couldn’t remember it for a while.
The old man taught too many things, including sneaking, makeup, breathing, and even assassination, soft hands, etc. that are necessary for Goldfinger... He has no interest in becoming a top student, so why should he remember so many types of fighting spirit?
?
But having said that, the dignified Night Thieves actually sent people to snatch things in a small town like Mangla, which is full of ordinary people? What kind of important things do the Dark Night Thieves want?
Lin Ling sat in the carriage, thinking boredly, his thoughts wandering wildly.
How long has it been since you experienced this feeling of being on the road alone?
He didn't remember it either. Anyway, he was on his way now. Instead, there was a problem that needed to be solved urgently. Thinking of this, Lin Ling looked at the dagger in his hand again.
I remember yesterday that this dagger exploded the balls of the fourth-level little boss with one blow, turning him into a lonely warrior and then fled. The sharpness and sturdiness were obviously not the street goods that were shattered to pieces under the impact of the little boss's fighting spirit.
Comparable.
But more importantly, the dagger was stained with blood and seemed to have regained some of its spirituality as a sacred weapon.
Looking at the dagger in his hand, Lin Ling touched his chin, and another thought came to his mind——
Do you want to curl your hair again?
Thinking of this, Lin Ling opened the car curtain and stuck his head out of the car.
"Hey, brother Lin Ling, is it possible that you finally couldn't help but feel lonely and want to find a girl?"
However, as soon as he poked his head out of the car, a hoarse and deep voice sounded in his ears, which made Lin Ling couldn't help but feel like placing the owner of the voice on the ground and rolling around a hundred times.
impulse.
He turned his head to the source of the sound. It was a tall and muscular young man with skin as dark as black coal. He smiled at Lin Ling with his dazzling white teeth exposed.
"Shut your mouth, Obaba, you're such a joke!" Lin Ling shouted coldly, "Don't force me to cut you open and sell you as charcoal!"
"Hehe, little brother, we are just joking!" A dark-skinned boy (young man? Funny?) named Aubaba strode beside the carriage, showed a simple smile, and waved his palm-leaf fan.
Hand, "Look, after the goods are delivered this time, we are going back to our hometown to get married to Erya!"
Let’s not complain about that magical name. What a standard death flag you have!
Lin Ling couldn't help but frown. Seeing that this guy was about to rush up and say something again, he quickly lowered the curtain and retreated into the carriage. Although the carriage was mostly filled with cargo and the space was not large, it was better than enduring Obama's ridiculousness outside.
The harassment is better.
"I have something to do in the carriage, so don't come in and look for me!"
"no problem!"
This convoy passing through Luoxi City passed through the small town of Mangla yesterday afternoon. Lin Ling was very unruly and collected all the belongings that the old man had forgotten to take away this time. He took out a whole gold coin and handed it to the other party. The other party was naturally full of joy.
He agreed to take him on the road.
You know, for an ordinary small caravan, excluding various costs, the income of an ordinary small caravan is only about ten gold coins, and more is closer to twenty. Just bringing one more person can get one gold coin.
, naturally there is nothing that I don’t want to do.
And this Oba is the son of the caravan owner Obach. He is eighteen years old and his occupation is funny (system evaluation)...
one hour later……
Lin Ling was dumbfounded as he looked at the beautiful girl in green clothes with silver hair and red eyes who was staring lovingly at him. Of course, he pretended not to see the suspicious milky white liquid at the corner of the girl's mouth.
"Damn it, girl, who are you?!"
"Master, you've ejaculated so much on her body, and you still don't know her?" The girl's face fell instantly, her eyes were covered with tears, and she rushed forward and hugged her tightly with her arms.
Lin Ling's arm, but the latter was unable to break free because the carriage was too small...
Feeling the girl's full chest squeezing his arms, Lin Ling couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva even though he was usually very calm. How could he have been a bad virgin in his last life and for decades in this life?
"Why am I your master? If you don't tell me clearly, I'll slap you back and forth three times. Believe it or not?"
"Then Master, let's start quickly!" The girl's face showed an impatient look.
Lin Ling: "..."
Three minutes later.
"You said you were the broken dagger?" Lin Ling listened to the girl's explanation in astonishment.
It turns out that this thing is really a member of the Sacred Artifact Clan? You really can’t tell a person’s face!
Speaking of someone who picked up a sacred artifact for almost nothing, could he really be the template for the protagonist who came to the artifact?
"Master, this is a holy sword, not a dagger." The girl said with an aggrieved expression, "I'm very powerful, okay!"
"Your holy sword is only twenty centimeters long!" Lin Ling looked like he couldn't complain, his face was stiff.
"But Master, my face is indeed stained with semen! Look, there's still more here!" As she spoke, the silver-haired girl pouted and pointed at the corner of her mouth, "Master, look, your essence is still here.
Here it is.”
There, the milky white liquid of mystery looked so dazzling.
"...Okay, tell me now, what exactly do you want to do?"
Finally, Lin Ling was silent for three seconds before speaking.
"Actually... my body is seriously injured now. Although the previous method was effective, the speed was too slow. Therefore, even if I can transform into a human form now, this human form can only be maintained for less than an hour. And
I can only heal and recover by exchanging bodily fluids with my master, so..."
At this point, the girl's face showed an unprecedented serious expression: "Master, please have sex with me!"
Lin Ling: "...how much can you recover after doing it all at once?"
"Hmm..." The girl tilted her head, bit her finger and calculated, "About half of the recovery?"
"How strong is half that?"
"It's probably no problem to deal with people at level six or seven, right?"
Can he defeat a six- or seven-level expert with half of his recovery? Lin Ling was stunned for a moment, and then a faint smile appeared on his face.
This is probably the so-called ‘demon replenishment’?
"Last question, what is your name?"
"Master, my name is Tealuka."
"Okay, Tealuka, now... let's get started..."
If you knock down a ready-made soft girl, you will still get a half-powerful sacred weapon. If you don't want such a good benefit, you are really suffering from brain problems!
Ami Tofu, Zi once said, saving a sister's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda...
Sure enough, the girls who came up to me didn't dare to push him down, and all of them refused to lift him!
"Uh-huh~" Under the attack of Lin Ling's hands, the girl moaned, "Master, my name is 'Tiyaluka', not 'Tiyaluka'!"