Yakumo Zi…sitted on my lap, bent down—and lowered her head.


    "What an annoying rule... Humph, fortunately we were prepared!"


    The monster sage with an increasingly charming face stretched out casually, easily opened a gap of one person high, and pulled out two beautiful girls in Fujimi Academy sailor suits.


    The reason I know that they are "beautiful girls" is because I looked it carefully with my divine thoughts.


    A single braid that should have been considered "rustic" but perhaps because of a little hair dye, coupled with that bright face, she looked even more beautiful.


    Another hairstyle is a short and pretty ponytail, which retains black hair, and her face can be included in the "upper posture" to show off her eyebrows, bright eyes, and cherry lips... Naturally, there is no doubt that they are all comparable to the huge **** of women such as Miyamoto.


    I have searched for the memories of "Tibetan Komuro" - I remembered that this is not the suspected Lily''s "favorite friend" Ai Ling and Toshimi Niki, who were both suspected of being in the spirit of "flying each other when the disaster is approaching"? ———This is the dividing line——PS: These two people don’t have much scenes, they just take the whole story as a collection; as for Yakumo, it’s not that easy for the protagonist to get it———To be honest, it’s actually her “evil weapon” that hasn’t been conceived well XD


    Chapter 613 The monster salty one?


    A cold light seemed to flow in his eyes, and Yasuo Zi said lightly: "You should have died... you will not be able to live even if you die. As the price of resurrection beyond the ''state of life and death'', it is the loss of freedom of the soul. Now, the first task: to take over this ''erosion of the law'' on behalf of us!"


    The two beautiful girls seemed to have been told about the causes and consequences in the gap, looked at each other and nodded silently.


    "Of course, we still have to... there is really no way, otherwise we can''t ''deception'' the ''law''!"


    Murmuring, the monster sage, regardless of the other and Nigi Masato, carefully and curiously observed me around and on the ground, and opened my crotch on his own - no, to be precise, it should have been a hand "passing through" the fabric made of magic, and then lifted my magic gun out.


    "Very good, tidy and full marks, you passed the test."


    Then she said something that made my scalp explode.


    "Hmmm, it looks delicious when you smell it? Ahhhh..."


    My heart immediately let go of my throat - what, I was shocked, it turned out to be the one who took apart the pronunciation!


    But why can Yakumoto do this for me? Could it be that the various "emptiness, loneliness and cold" have been all over the past thousand years, or is it that the monster sage should be "monster salty" or "monster silver" "You seem to be thinking about something rude! Bad kids will be punished!"


    For Yakumo, the conversation in the heart is obviously a piece of cake—the one I had “heard” before, “all truths are illusions.”


    Obviously it is through the soul... Oh no, it is the "soul dialogue" that is passed on to my mind.


    "So it''s such a dark source power? No wonder it smells so good... Hum? It seems that there is something else? It seems that you need to study it in depth!"


    Go deeper...?


    Well, ohoh-oh-so...deep!


    Huh? Strange, why can''t my eternal power flow? If this happens...


    It is worthy of being a practice (? A thousand years of god-level monster, with rich experience, and it can actually make me, who are all over the flower cluster so quickly... If I can''t run "Eternal Top" to "confront" it, I''m not so serious that I''ll turn into a second shot, but at least it turns into a "pointing shot"!


    "Um, you are thinking about something rude again! Hum, we are angry and decided to punish you severely!"


    Punishment... Guuu-I suddenly felt the magic gun hit some kind of smooth and flexible wall, rubbing and sliding towards the narrow abyss that emitted strange suction and perhaps should be called "stagnant force" - no...


    Human cannon - fire!


    Puff...


    "Ahh, even if we are intoxicated by this power!"


    The monster sage was not panicked by my sudden outbreak without any reminder, and did not even rashly raise my head to avoid it, so that my dark essence could form a grand mask baptism. Instead, she tightened the inner wall of the mouth and even the throat, regardless of her slightly deformed face. Her soft tongue tightly fitted against the gun body, and the rhythmic muscles massaged the gun head tremblingly, squeezing the shriveled toothpaste as if she was adhering to the virtue of thrift and thrift, trying to squeeze out the last drop of white gelatinous fluid. Moreover, she actually raised her eyes and stuck the real "demon" charming gaze with me, which further strengthened the visual impact.