After Transformation, Mine and Her Wild Fantasy

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"Can the two idiots not stand up and pull down the IQ level of the group? This is a serious statement." Dami Yala poured a cold water into the water and let Til and Long Tu both silent. After a glance, they had to sit. Keep quiet down.

Damiyah sighed slightly and said to her forehead.

"The problem is in this [Green Eleven], in which Ai Gesha should be a member of them. Recently, their fresh blood capacity is very strange and powerful, so it should be the most unstable of the three branches. of."

Damiyara then began to draw with black pen on another piece of white paper.

"Dami Yala, your painting is a soul-writing, completely revealing your ugly heart."

Long Tu sneered, which made the black pen in Damiana's hand suddenly stagnate. If she is a warrior, this may have become a fragment.

"Dragon butcher, you still have to listen, just cried and cried and asked me to tell you the shame of intelligence. Have you forgotten?"

"Who cried and pleaded for you?!"

"In short, we must be careful of these [green gold eleventh] people, other seniors can choose to ignore xing, I also come to learn to learn the teacher of Yong Ye, I do not know if you and Ai Gesha jiāo when you found it Her logo xing features?"

The sudden problems of Damiala made Til and others feel wrong and immediately fell into meditation.

Sign xing features. . . . . .

"Is that princess umbrella?" asked Tyre to test xing.

"No, this may be just her own preference." Damiyah replied, then looked at Constance again. The brother clasped his chest with his hands and saw Damia Yala looking at himself and then plucking his eyebrows.

"Big big!" Tyre also nodded with approval, but Damiyara showed his indifferent eyes.

"You will be expelled from Mobius's ancestral home in the future, I don't know you." This suddenly made Constance look white, crying and yelling at the mother's request for Damia Yala to raise his hand.

Damiyara was too lazy to compare with the people of Constance, and then looked at the emperor.

"It should be casual."

"Yes, in the organization of the limelight, only [the eleventh branch of Qingjin] can wear casual clothes. This is also a special reward for highlighting the strong people. It is so detailed, the most important thing is to let you know who should be careful and which ones People should be aware that although I am not very familiar with this organization, it is obviously not a wise choice to enter from the door."

Dami Yala’s words made Long Tu unhappy, and he took a table and stood up and said

"I entered the door today! I don’t have a few slaps in front of me. I can’t sleep when I go back to sleep!”

The 227th attack

"..." Damia Yala shook his head and shook his head. The speech of the dragon slaughter is the posture to be discussed with them. It is simply a way of doing things up and down.

Although it can be seen from the side that this thing makes the dragon slaughter very uncomfortable, it may be uncomfortable to fan the slap in the face, but it doesn't work at all, so the slap can only be swept back and forth by others.

"note."

Damiyara held his right hand slightly, and the index and middle fingers slammed the table and glanced at everyone.

"The opponents you met before were all less than or equal to your strength, so every time you can have full confidence to beat. But this time it is not the same, we are inferior! Even if they can't think we will sneak in the same night. But even if it occupies the right place and the right place, you can take this breath out and even get rid of the branch led by the "wind", which is only about three or seven, we are 30%, and they have a 70% chance to succeed us. repel."

"I said Big Sister, let's go soon, can't you say something frustrating." Long Tu can't listen, can't help but complain, Damiya's mouth is on a meal, and he ignores the dragon but then opens.

“My plan is very simple. Make up the identity of their organization and destroy it from the inside. It can raise the chaos to the highest level. It can also use the crowd to hide itself. Next, let’s see how we can sneak into it. ......"

Snapped!

Before Damiaras finished speaking, the sound of suddenly slamming the table interrupted the words.

Long Tu’s face sank and he stopped talking. He looked at Damiala and shook his head.

"Til, go."

Tyre nodded slightly toward Damia, and picked up the tyrant's long sword and the enchanted man. The knife ran out of the cafe behind the dragon.

Kang Shiding and others have not yet reacted. Yuehai also stood up. Klad wanted to stop the other party, but when he got to the mouth, he became an action. He walked out alongside the Moon Sea.

Damiyara watched as they left, and the black pen trembled in his hand, so he sighed.

"It's really a simple child."

"Isn't this age supposed to do something that I don't regret?" Diz smiled and stood up.

"Your approach is not wrong, but your concept is wrong."

After that, Diz also left the cafe.

Ye Hao’s words

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