"Brother Imia, why are your clothes in such a rotten state? Look, the ass is showing!" Looking at Yimia after the war, Yang Ling pretended to shake his head, and then said: "Under the eyes of the public to expose the white and tender butt, do not lose face, but must not catch cold ah." Why don't you go back and change and come back?"

A white ass?

In the kindness of Yang Ling to remind, after the delay of God people have stared at Imia's ass. Sure enough, Imia's pants did not know when the flame burned through a few thumb-sized holes, and the pampered white ass was barely visible.

"Ha ha, yes, it is really white inside red, more beautiful than monkey butt!"

"Hey, don't they Anka family like to force good people into prostitution? Sell him to the Spring tower in the Batu Imperial capital. With his big white and tender ass, business is definitely booming!"

"Ha-ha-ha, find some orcs to give him a good time, or take him to be bred with the Mussaloons!"

"No, he should be taken to the male Saloons for breeding, such a beautiful butt cannot be buried!"

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After laughing, some of the mercenary Jieqi loud ridicule, people have also echoed after listening to the field of Imia eyes fire, shaking. If not knowing that it is not the opponent of the unicorn, I am afraid that immediately to Yangling this culprit jumped in the past.

"What a pity, a mistake after a mistake, a pity for this excellent equipment!" Seeing the defeat of Imia, the temple knight Cruise shook his head.

In Cruise's opinion, with a lot of excellent equipment, Imia can quickly resolve the battle when the war starts. With the earth guardian cloak turned into a shield defense, Yangling with fire wall after the resolute attack. In this way, Yang Ling dont say turn a defeat into a victory, I am afraid that even the opportunity to summon evil eyes have no.

In addition, the evil eyes summoned by Yangling were powerful in attack, but they moved slowly and had poor defensive abilities, which was revealed by their vulnerability to the Bato demon later on. If Imia is experienced enough, before the many evil eyes are lined up, they can be incinerated with a continuous burst of fireballs.

In this way, Yangling will instantly become a single commander, as long as the Imia victory pursuit, he scrambled under where there is a chance to call out the unicorn? Unfortunately, Yimia a mistake again wrong, wasted a lot of Yangling to death of the great opportunity.

Cruise believes that if he had so much top equipment, just a few rounds can kill Yang Ling. Summoners are effective in large-scale combat, but they are obviously poor at melee combat in solo combat, and the time he casts spells to summon monsters is enough to be killed by a skilled swordsman or knight.

Outside, people pointed and jeered. In the field, Yimia gnashing teeth, hard staring at the opposite of the Yangling with a ready mind.

In the face of everyone's cynicism, looking at the opposite of the hated Yangling, Yimia face a green a white. From childhood to childhood, he lived a carefree life, every day the fish and meat, the servants were comfortable; Every time I go out, the old and the young in Wesson Town, who dares to disrespect him? Even some wild mercenary, see themselves have to tuck their tails.

But all this has changed since I met Yang Ling!

In the fairy tribe, see will defeat the fairy warrior, captured many young beautiful fairy girls, who knows Yang Ling this damned summoner suddenly killed out. And he commanded a unicorn to bite his ass so badly that he lay in bed for a month.

Not for a month, but for a whole month on your face! Think of that kind of taste like prison, Yimia would like to put Yangling frustration.

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After contacting the Hitmen's Association, he was about to have a drink to celebrate when he got the bad news about the attempted assassination. A few days of silence, in the tactician Good to contact the Bantu imperial imperial swordsman Battis, thought that finally can borrow a knife to kill, a snow heart hate. Who knows the last unexpectedly self-defeating, but was Yang Ling this guy took the opportunity to draw "Anka" two characters on the butt of Battis, severely humiliated a.

What is shame ugly into anger, what is oppression, what is hate to the bone?

These days, Imia deeply tasted these untasted tastes. Ever since he lost so much in the Elves, he felt as if everything had changed.

His father wrote back to him to scold the dog blood, the counselor Good from time to time to look at himself sighing, and even the servants and servants who have always been as good as a dog are whispering behind him.

There were rumors that he was illiterate and could do nothing well without his father's help; There are also rumors that Yangling large-scale recruitment, is choosing the opportunity to break their own castle, all kinds of rumors filled every corner of the castle. Every time she overheard it, Imia felt her blood welling up and wanted to rip out the tongue of the guy who was spreading the message alive.

He's had enough!

Imia even wondered if she would become a madman, a madman who would bite anyone.

"Brother Imia, are you all right? Is it really unfortunate to be said in the next, exposing your butt will catch a cold!" See Yimia angry mess, shaking all over, Yangling on the surface of a smile to pretend, but in the heart out a bad anger.

Cool! That was really cool!

When you love someone, you should not pretend to moan like some pop singers, but try your best to pursue it. In the same way, when you hate a person, you have to hit him hard mentally and physically, kick him down and then press him so that he can never get over.

Looking at the people's face under the mockery of a green and a white Yimia, Yangling felt better than a knife in his chest.

"Hey, this guy is getting interesting!" Listen to people without scruple to ridicule, look at the anger quickly vomiting blood, and then look at the smile hidden knife Yangling, the old man in black nodded in appreciation.

"Interesting?" Look at the field of beautiful Yang Ling, Meryl heart move, said: "Rare mentor so appreciate a person, but in the end, in the end, but also try to know!"

"Meryl, this person may come from an old and powerful family, watch your step and don't go rogue!" The old man in black shook his head. He knew Meryl's character best.

The old man in black does not say OK, he said so, Meryl's interest in Yangling is greater. Conquering a man whom even his mentor praised was definitely more exciting than conquering a rich and powerful aristocrat, and she was confident of her own charm. There has never been a man who has not been swept off his feet by himself, not before, not now, and never will be.

After a few words of instruction, the old man in black slowly closed his eyes and cautiously detected the hidden magic waves on the opposite hill. If a master does not move, it is like a lion fighting rabbit, a blow is fatal, and careful sailing is a thousand years ship.

Outside, people are talking and mocking. On the court, Imia is making a tough choice in his mind. Yang Ling looked at the face of ridicule, listening to the people more and more unbearable ridicule, he felt he was going crazy.

Did you fight him?

After a moment's hesitation, Imia gritted her teeth and cut her wrist, dripping the red blood onto the strange serpent's staff. Suddenly, the strange staff let out a surging wave of magic.