Mixed Miners

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Yang Ling fell under the flowers and looked up at the body of the Nether Magic Flower.

For this group of trolls, Yang Ling is now very confused, and the old man and the leaves are not reminding him to pay attention to the trolls, but according to the process of getting along with this group of demons, it seems that there should be nothing worth watching. The place, especially for the Nether Magic Flower, the feelings of the two can be said to be very close. Is it true that one day the two will turn their faces into enemies?

At that time, what should I do?

Yang Ling reached out and gently stroked the black and cold petals, and the heart was ups and downs.

Suddenly in front of the eyes, the flowers disappeared, and the faint magical robes of the tight-fitting black robes stood in front of Yang Ling, with a pretty face and a starry stream, and the body exudes a sigh of breath.

"Yang Ling, how come you come to see me for so long?"

"Nether!" Yang Ling gently pulled up her cool hands like a jade.

The faint magic flower has a faint blush on the innocent face, and carefully stared at Yang Ling and said, "Do you have any thoughts?"

Yang Ling thought for a moment and shook his head. His face showed a sly smile. "No, I have something to ask for help today!"

"Hey, you always have something to come to me!" The Nether Magic flower was a little angry, and the pretty face seemed slightly cold, but it instantly faded away, gently pulling Yang Ling into the cabin.

Looking at the still simple furnishings in the cabin, Yang Lingxin said with a feeling: "Nether, I will help build a bigger house, and then make some nice furniture, especially this slate..."

"Say, what?" Nether magic flower interrupted his idea of ​​not adjusting. For the troll family, the house was superfluous. They all grew directly on the ground or buried in the soil.

"This... Hey!" Yang Ling took the Nether Magic Flower and sat down on the big slate, feeling her soft body, laughing and turning a few hands, and taking out a few things on the slate, "I recently conquered Three mines were in trouble..."

Yang Ling simply said the matter of the mineral star and the research on the magic weapon. The Nether Magic flower reached out and took the bones of the staff. After a moment, his face showed a hint of surprise.

"It’s weird, I actually feel a familiar atmosphere from inside!"

“Really?” Yang Ling was overjoyed, and the hand involuntarily touched a pair of plump peaks. He also gently kneaded a few times and felt a thrill of excitement.

"Hmm~~"

The Nether Magic Flower couldn't help but sway a few trembles, and the rosy lips made a whispering nasal sound, and the ensuing was a sudden rise of a convertible between the legs, topped in a gentle The most extreme place.

The next process went beyond the scope of Yang Ling's coming, and directly executed the jump instruction, and jumped to 3,600 lines.

The woman in her arms turned around and twisted the soft and seductive body. She looked at Yang Ling straight, and the glory of the star was overflowing. When the spring water surged, the jade arm ring of the white scorpion reached his neck, and it was slightly cold. The lip was directly plugged into his mouth, and then... gently pressed up.

Damn! This is obviously my patent is not good!

During the day, the sorrow of the magician’s big-breasted beauty assistant’s neck was unbearable, and the big mouth opened and began to attack the city in a crazy way. Soon, the clothes fluttered, and the two naked bodies were entangled. The valley of silence for a long time. The illusion of flowers and dragons emerged again, and the aura of the rolling spirits swayed.

This sway is three days.

Yang Ling’s face was lying on the grass in the valley. The faint magic flower cheeks fainted, his eyes were watery, watching Xiaoling, who was still leaning his head between his legs, grabbed a large piece of his hand. The leaves cover that nasty thing.

"This thing is so strange, how can you have this kind of thing?" Nether magic flower holding the four-level magic tube in his hand, carefully looking at the strange pattern engraved on it.

"This is not a human race. It is said to come from a very ancient race in this universe. They do not repair the soul, do not use the aura, but study the energy called magic..."

Yang Ling lay on the ground and said about the magical civilization he knew. After a moment of silence, he said: "Nether, you can feel the magic energy inside, I guess you are the demon and the disappearing magic. Civilization should have some relationship!"

The Nether Magic Flower has stayed for the whole person. She has lived for hundreds of thousands of years. This kind of thing like a fairy-tale has never been heard. If Yang Ling said it is true, then how did the Mozu come from? Is it a descendant of magical civilization?

Yang Ling seems to see through the mind of the Nether Magic Flower~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Sit up and stare at her and say: "There is no clue now, and it is very complicated. I will slowly check it out later. The most important thing is now. To figure out how to use this magic weapon, or else the mine star can't solve it!"

After a long time, the study of the faint magic flower shook his head: "Our trolls can't use anything similar to your Terran magic, except for the instinctual spells that can be based on the inheritance of the awakening. I really help." Going busy."

Yang Ling regrets it. It seems that the method of cracking the magic weapon from the troll family has become a bubble, but he still feels that there should be something deeper in the troll family, because the Nether Magic flower can actually feel the magic weapon inside. It is incredible that the kind of familiarity that exists in the depths of the blood is conveyed.

In the past three days, the greatest dark mage, Comrade Witz O'Brien, did not look forward to it. From the box of magic books that Yang Ling gave him, he successfully cracked the other seven symbols on the magic weapon, leaving only The last eight, and also combined most of them syllables.

"Ao ~ Dura ~ Ge ~ Li Gu ~ get ~ ..."

Listening to a new magician's robes, like a **** stick, after a few minutes of anger, a long string of strange syllables, Yang Ling is very proud of his own praise, the true beauty of this billions of flowers The value of when.

Therefore, Yang Ling did not give the magician Witz any chance to quit, and directly awarded him a miner's card as a follower.

When Waits pinched the miner's card, Yang Ling directly announced the establishment of a special team, that is, the magician team, Witz was appointed as the deputy captain, members were selected by Witz, the country Not limited, male or female, young and old are not limited. Mobile users please browse m to read, a better reading experience.