"Hanrod, wake up and take a look at the skateboard I transformed from a boat. Don't underestimate this skateboard. Its ability to ride wind and waves is definitely better than a boat. I used to be a master skateboarder, uh (⊙o⊙)
…Hanrod, are you okay?”
Wang Luo, who was very active in introducing his new work to Han Rod, felt a tingle in his heart when he saw Han Rod staring at him. Wouldn't this kid be stunned? Doesn't he know who he is?...
…
"snort!"
Seeing the puzzled and seemingly innocent look in his eyes, Hanrod couldn't help but let out a cold snort, climbed wetly onto the so-called skateboard, and after just a few simple movements, he grimaced in pain.
"Huh...Wang Luo, do you have any humanity? I was injured because I was trying to save you. You are actually playing skateboard here by yourself and soaking me in the sea. You - um..."
Panting, pale, and lying on the skateboard with all his limbs, Hanrod spoke feebly, but before he finished speaking, someone opened and closed his somewhat white lips, and with a slippery tongue, he skillfully
It stirred up waves of turmoil in that mouth.
"uh-huh……"
After two weak struggles, Hanrod gradually melted into the long-lost mouth. Little flushes appeared on his pale face, his breathing became slightly heavier, and he was intoxicated in this deep wet kiss.
The skateboard under him swayed slightly, and the next moment, Hanrod felt a warm body pressing gently on his body. There was no weight at all, but he could feel a burst of warmth, which gradually ignited his body.
After catching a glimpse of the emotionally moved person, Wang Luo revealed a smile, moved his lips downward, and continued to stir up the heat in the person in his arms, while at the same time he climbed up the person's body with one hand.
With his cold hands wandering over the warm skin, Wang Luo's heart swayed slightly. He couldn't help but feel excited and his breathing was a little short. But in the next moment, Wang Luo cursed himself secretly in his heart.
A word of lewdness suppressed the impulse in my heart.
Hanrod, who had been exposed to the nectar for a long time, felt so comfortable that he couldn't help but ejaculate. His body swayed slightly, and he suddenly felt a slight pain in his body. His mind shuddered slightly, and he remembered that he was still injured. If he continued, he would probably be really injured.
It's pain and happiness.
The slightly parted red lips were captured again, with domineering demands and unscrupulous teasing. Hanrod's slightly sober mind was once again lost and became chaotic. The heat that had not yet subsided was burning a little more fiercely.
Click, click, click...
Suddenly, a strange sound came directly from his body to his heart. Hanrod, whose body was getting hotter and hotter, was stunned for a moment, and then he felt an indescribable pain that spread through every nerve in his body.
ah……
The sudden severe pain was like a basin of ice water, which instantly extinguished the fire in my heart. The hard part softened directly, and the blood flowed backwards, turning into a scream that resounded above the silent sea.
"Haha, I haven't practiced for a long time, my technique is a bit unfamiliar, and my strength is not very good!"
Looking at Hanrod who was out of breath, pale and with beads of sweat on his forehead, Wang Luo smiled slightly and said a little embarrassedly, but there was a clear look of joking in his eyes.
"Wang Luo, you—uh huh huh!"
Hanrod glared at Wang Luo with eyes full of anger. Just when he was about to open his mouth to say something, his mouth was blocked again. But this time it was not another mouth, but a hand. Regardless of whether he was willing to take it or not, the pill in his hand was blocked.
She forced it into his mouth and almost choked him.
"Hey, there's no need to thank me. You need to heal your wounds. You don't have the slightest resistance now, so be careful!"
With a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, Wang Luo spoke to the angry Hanrod. His eyes seemed to be pointed at Hanrod somewhere, showing an interested look, as if he might pounce at any time and make a circle.
Circles and crosses and whatnot.
"snort!"
He snorted angrily, and Hanrod, who was extremely angry, stopped talking. Just now he was feeling unbearable, but now he couldn't arouse the slightest desire, and his heart was full of anger. He recorded the account this time.
Keep it in mind, and slowly think about it after the injury is healed.
Thinking like this, his heart slowly calmed down. After checking his body, Hanrod immediately discovered that all the dislocated bones had been broken back by Wang Luo's domineering force. Some other hidden injuries could only be slowly treated with elixirs.
It is estimated that it will take at least five days to recover.
"call……"
After taking a few pills again, Hanrod glared at the person who seemed to be waiting for him to resist, so that he could have an excuse to kill him on the spot. Hanrod secretly exhaled, entered the cultivation state, and practiced
Use medicine to repair the body.
"It's good to have blood energy!"
Stretching lazily and yawning, Wang Luo murmured in his heart, then took a few pills, sat cross-legged on the other end of the skateboard, and was distracted, refining the potency while driving the skateboard at high speed.
Slide in one direction.
Of course, the direction was not chosen randomly. In that direction, Wang Luo vaguely felt that the elements of heaven and earth were different from those elsewhere. If he felt correctly, that should be the place where the green eagle exploded, regardless of whether there was a black shadow of the eighth-level magic beast or not.
Even if he was killed in a bombing, he would go and see it.
If the eighth-level monster dies, and the violent elemental fluctuations there have not dissipated, and other monsters will definitely not dare to approach, then he can harvest the corpse of an eighth-level monster, which will not only contain the eighth-level blue beads, but also a large amount of blood.
Other parts of the eighth-level monster are also rare treasures.
Even if the eighth-level monster is not dead, it must be seriously injured. In this case, Wang Luo should rush over. In a short period of time, the strength of the eighth-level monster will definitely be greatly reduced. It will definitely not rely on blood energy and mental power beads to recover both physically and mentally.
Most of Wang Luo's opponents.
This eighth-level monster is destined for Wang Luo!
With a little calculation in mind, Wang Luo couldn't help but feel a little anxious. The speed of the skateboard gliding in the sea increased by one minute again, and it broke through a straight water line. Despite this, the skateboard did not shake at all, which was amazing.
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Under the cold moonlight, on the blue sea, a snake-like black beast with two wings on its back and dozens of meters long floated quietly on the sea, motionless.
When I got closer, I realized that the black alien beast was very miserable, with large swaths of its fine scales shattered into pieces, and its skin and flesh were rolled and covered with wounds. Some of the bones could even be clearly seen in the depths.
The most terrifying thing is the pair of fleshy wings of the black beast. At this time, these wings, which once soared for nine days and swam under the sea, were floating feebly on the sea surface that was slightly blackened by blood. The bones were exposed, and in some places they even