I...where is this? It hurts, it hurts, I drank a little too much yesterday, but I had a sweet dream about my mother, and it was worth it.

Rubbing her temples, Beiya was dazed and reluctantly opened an eyeliner. From the narrow and hazy field of vision, the scenery she saw made her sluggish.

A face with a Chinese character that is obviously that of a man, with a thick layer of foundation and heavy eye shadow, and two thick lips raised high in this direction, with bright red rouge randomly smeared on them, like a bloody mouth, constantly

It enlarges, approaches, and makes a vague sound in the field of vision.

"Beya, my baby girl, mommy misses you, come here and have a sweet kiss."

With a bang, several thunderbolts flashed through Beiya's mind. The beautiful and noble figure of her mother in her sleep collided with the face of a shemale in front of her that could not be described as dancing like a bunch of demons, and an explosion erupted like sparks hitting the earth.

Perhaps in less than a microsecond, Beja's rational nerves were broken, and she shouted "No~~~~~" with an unprecedented voice. She instantly dressed up and brought with her the iron-fingered tiger and the firepower of her fists like raindrops.

Fully opened, she blasted towards the big face of the shemale in front of her who was still approaching, trying to blaspheme the beautiful and noble figure of her mother in her mind.

System prompt: The player Beja suffered 10,000,000 points of mental damage, 50% of which was converted into mental damage, causing continuous mental damage and creating a mental shadow area of ​​approximately 9.6 million square kilometers.

System prompt: Player Wu Fan suffered 100,000 points of damage from Beidou's Ruthless Face-breaking Fist. Because his appearance has dropped to the average line and cannot be lowered due to the influence of ordinary attributes, the system feels very sorry.

Sorry about your sister!

In the end, Beiya and I both lost. Of course, I had the advantage. In other words, we won, hehehehe.

"Idiot Wu, just wait and see, His Highness will never let you go easily."

The little girl obviously knew this too. She lost her shield and cheese when she was snatched away by Roshan in anger. Even the milk bottle she threw on the ground in order to snatch the shield was quietly taken away by the enemy. Her pretty face was filled with shame and anger.

There were tears in the corners of her eyes, looking pitiful.

"You're such an ungrateful girl. I heard you calling me mom all the time in my arms, and I felt pity for you, so I sacrificed my tall image to comfort you. You don't even appreciate it."

"I...I'm in your arms? Have you...heard me?" When Beiya heard this, her whole body trembled even more fiercely. She pointed at me with her trembling hands, as if she wanted to shoot out the Six Meridian Divine Sword and pierce me into a hornet's nest.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"You're still not satisfied after spending the whole night with me? Don't even think about it!"

As a result, the daily fight between a certain druid and the elf princess began again, and the crackling sound of fighting was like a peaceful march in the camp...

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