"Divine-level powerhouse? Not good"

Two or three masters who inspired the power of the holy level were so scared that they were scattered and turned around and ran away.

Tang Manyue bounced out three silver green light marks. The three masters escaped dozens of meters and exploded and died.

"Run quickly! There is a powerful god-level man from the outside world!"

Thousands of troops at the scene were in panic, with a disintegration of morale, and fled in despair.

During the evacuation of the four magic armored tanks, many people were crushed to death.

Screams and howlings came one after another.

"No! Why is this happening..."

Ms. Baijia stood there in a daze, and then realized what kind of disasters and dangers her self-righteousness brought to her.

Boom!

Tang Manyue beat a magic armor tank with a palm from the air, and more than a dozen natives inside were shocked to death.

Huh?

Tang Manyue looked surprised. This palm had the national combat power, but it did not explode the magic armor tank.

She was about to continue to take action when she suddenly felt something.

Hearing!

A storm of white frost passed by, and several magic armored tanks were as if they were trapped in mud, and their speed dropped sharply by half.

After a few seconds.

The four magic armored tanks condensed a layer of crystal ice, frozen in place, and became four ice sculpture tanks.

"What a terrible cold force! It seems to be able to freeze the soul?"

Tang Manyue exclaimed in a low voice.

She caught a small white dragon under the ground, passing under the soil layer of four magic armored tanks.

Luo Liang, a little white dragon with the blood of a true dragon, actually takes into account the characteristics of a rock-type crystal snake and can escape from the ground?

The body and defense of this little white dragon may be beyond the imagination of the outside world.

...

Tang Manyue ignored the fleeing army of indigenous people.

She flew dozens of kilometers along the little white dragon under the soil layer.

At some point.

The little white dragon drilled out of the soil and flew to a handsome and lazy boy.

Luo Liang smiled slightly, reached out and touched the small crystal horn that was bulging on the head of the little white dragon, and then put it away.

"Minister Tang, this time I take action, I feel that your strength has improved. I'm afraid you will be promoted to the national level of the town soon."

Luo Liang walked in and looked at the cold goddess teacher.

Tang Manyue has a tall and beautiful figure, wearing a white office dress with cultural style, gray stockings wrapping her slender and straight thighs, and wearing silver-white combat boots.

In the alien wasteland, this outfit matches the beautiful face, which not only looks cold and noble, but also exudes a unique exotic and sexy style.

"I am an ancient martial arts school and it is difficult to advance. My strength has improved slightly recently because of the last time I fought with Teacher Luo's beating method, and I have understood it after I went back."

Tang Manyue shook her head and said.

Luo Liang sighed secretly that when Tang Manyue took action just now, he had a characteristic style of using the sledgehammer to control the spirit.

It has to be said that Tang Manyue’s martial artist talent is extremely terrifying.

"However, my bottleneck is still a little short of being able to shake and break through. Thanks to the ancient machining secret used by the mentor Luo in the last competition, otherwise it would take at least one or two months before I could reach the national level of the town."

Tang Manyue pursed her lips lightly, showing a rare smile, like an ice lotus blooming on the top of the snow peak.

"Man Yue has recorded this favor by Tutor Luo."

"I will accept your favor."

Luo Liang leaned against the goddess teacher and said with a light smile:

"Good people do it to the end. In the Magic Armor Star, I sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman, and then discuss with Teacher Tang, so that you must meet the conditions for promotion."

"That's what Director Luo, you..."

Tang Manyue's words stopped.

Her cold and frosty face suddenly felt a blush.

Before he knew it, Luo Liang leaned in front of him and held her tender and smooth fingers.

The goddess teacher's special physique was stimulated, and a faint blush spread from near her wrist.

"Master Luo, please..."

Tang Manyue's ice jade body couldn't help but stiffen, her breathing was tight, and the orchid fragrance that she vomited was a little hot.

She lowered her hair, her cheeks flushed, and her hands struggled gently.

Luo Liang noticed that Tang Manyue was shy and angry, and did not dare to look directly at him. His bare hands seemed to be struggling, but he didn't use much force.

He thought to himself that no matter how noble and sacred the goddess teacher is, she is very real and cannot deceive people.

"Let's go, Teacher Tang, I'll take you to a place with few personal experiences. The natives have just been shocked by your "God-level" strength and have suffered heavy losses. I'm afraid they won't have the courage to invade in a short period of time."

Luo Liang grabbed Tang Manyue's weak and boneless hand and led the latter to fly in the wilderness.

Tang Manyue struggled symbolically at the beginning, but there was no action in the subsequent situation.

Her heart beat faster, and a numb strangeness and wonderful feeling filled her heart.

The two of them were closely attached.

Luo Liang felt that the goddess teacher's hands were cool, tender, and very comfortable, and gradually conveyed a touch of warmth. The elegant body fragrance of the light and mature wind became more and more fragrant and refreshing.

Half an hour later.

Luo Liang and his two descended to a basin.

At this time, Tang Manyue's eyes were shimmering, like a pool of spring water; her snow-like facial features were shy and red, and her snowy skin was covered with a layer of crimson luster. Her icy and plump body was soft and weak, leaning on his shoulders.

Suddenly, she let out a soft moan, and was hugged by Luo Liang, and she couldn't help but fall into the latter's arms.

Luo Liang seemed to be hugging a happy piece of Wen Yu, and then kissed the goddess teacher's plump red lips. The latter's delicate body trembled and catered to her even more passionately.

"Trial..." Tang Manyue had a sense of calmness in her intoxication.

"Teacher Tang, what kind of discussion are you talking about?"

Luo Liang's voice was gentle, and he picked up the goddess teacher by the waist, holding his slender thighs in gray stockings under his white office skirt with one hand.
Chapter completed!