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Chapter Five Hundred and Ninety-Three Sister is leaving!(2/2)

But Seattle's words make sense. With my current strength, even if my sister comes back once again, I can go to the second world to find her by myself.

"It's a pity. I originally thought that the four of us would go back and work together to form a temporary team."

Carlos sighed with a pity. After all, it is not easy for a talented adventurer like him to find a similar person who is similar in strength and trustworthy.

"Yes, I still hope to go to the second world to cause trouble for Barr in the future." Seattlek sighed with other intentions.

"How is the strength of the Baal clones in the second world?" I asked casually, not expecting them to answer.

"Probably...a little better than Yi Zuer." Carlos said.

"Have you seen this before?" I suddenly widened my eyes and looked at him in disbelief.

Carlos nodded and looked a little embarrassed: "I was a little too arrogant at the time. I thought it was just a quick glance and there should be no problem. In the end, I almost couldn't come back."

Unexpectedly, Baal's clone was actually a little stronger than Yi Zuer. In addition, there were a lot of minions in the room. With Carlos's strength, it was already extraordinary that he could escape unscathed.

"It doesn't matter. When my Moon Wolf transformation reaches the pseudo-realm, the three of us will get better at it. It should be no problem to deal with Baal's clone. After all, Baal's clone is not an immortal body."

I thought for a while and said with gleaming eyes, Baal's clone, how many good things must be exploded? Even if it is not as good as Changzur, at least it will not be worse than Gamorro.

"Right!!"

The other two people responded in unison. When the three of them looked at each other, they could see a golden light shining in their eyes.

"Come on, let's go back too."

As Seatlek shouted loudly, the three of us also stepped into the teleportation array one after another. Our bodies were wrapped in the familiar white light. The surrounding space suddenly became distorted, as if we had entered a time and space tunnel, and the white light on both sides passed quickly. This feeling

It only lasted a few seconds. After a while, the entire space-time tunnel suddenly shattered, and endless blue sky and white clouds sprinkled down from above.

Returning to the camp from the gloomy demon fortress, or vice versa, the sudden change always makes me unable to adapt immediately, and I lament the greatness of the remote teleportation station.

"puff--!!"

Before my eyes could recover from the dazzling sun in the sky, a familiar sound of passing wind sounded. I felt a pain in my stomach, and my whole body felt as if it had been hit head-on by a whale moving at full speed. It suddenly jumped from five to six meters away.

It flew out from the high teleportation platform and fell on the grass a hundred meters away. It rolled a few times and made no sound.

"Wow!!"

Miss Human Cannonball, the noble saintly lady raised her face from my arms, touched my nose with her lovely white index finger, and immediately let out her signature exclamation.

"Sister Vilas, I killed the big devil just after he appeared. What should I do?"

I saw the holy saint dressed in white, sitting up straight, but her butt was pressing on my waist and did not move away. Instead, she turned around and greeted several other beautiful and lovely "female warriors" with a confused voice.

It seemed that he was complaining that the Demon King was too useless, and this is how the finale came to an end.

Indeed, all the scenes together, which are just "poof" and "wow", with a few rolling shots, are simply worse than cartoons produced with the funds of making fan comics.

By the way, why do I have to complain about myself?

At this time, the other three female warriors also came forward and looked at the corpse of the Demon King. Some of them were smiling, and some of them had evil intentions.

"Don't worry, you can be resurrected." Sure enough, a certain maid with malicious intentions spoke.

"But I don't know how to revive yet."

The Holy Lady did not feel ashamed because of her lack of academic skills. She spoke in a relaxed tone, as if it was a natural assumption that the Saint would not be able to resurrect.

"This is my new research..."

Before Maid Sanwu finished speaking, I immediately transformed into a corpse and jumped up. Just kidding, anything related to the word "research" by this little guy is definitely not a good thing, it will really kill someone!!

"You little guy deserves a beating!!"

I took a look at the two culprits, and rationally told me that the little ghost was easier to bully. I immediately pounced on her and pushed her to the ground. I finally remembered that we were still in the teleportation square. In a public place, I could only look at her angrily.

I took a few slaps on my amazingly elastic little butt.

"Welcome back, my lord!!"

After letting out a breath of bad breath, I carried the poor little ghost like a kitten. When I came face to face, I saw the affectionate smiles of Willas and Sarah, and my heart suddenly felt warm.

Well, even though I have said it countless times, I still have to yell in my heart again - I, Hu Hansan, am back!!

Carlos and Seattle were quite knowledgeable. When they saw Vilas and the others, they looked at each other, smiled, and left silently. After being gentle for a while, I also left the square with Vilas and the others.

However, rumors about my return spread quickly. After all, after the martial arts tournament, we are also celebrities. Even if we cover our bodies, as long as Vilas and the others stand aside, their identities will be guessed immediately. Wu Fan

The elder's wife is the singer Willas, and Sarah, one of the three beauties. Not to mention an adventurer, even if you just click on a civilian, you can immediately tell several different versions of beautiful love stories.

Speaking of little Jasmine, you seem to have been ignored again...

"Girl, I'm tired. Come and relax my shoulders."

When I got home, I immediately became arrogant and pointed at the little ghost casually and said something like that.

"Crack!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a crisp voice suddenly sounded, and the next moment, a huge wailing sounded from the small white tent.

Ouch - Ouch!!! I asked you to pinch it with your hands, not with your mouth, you little little saint!"

While rubbing my shoulders that were covered with fine tooth marks, I looked at the little ghost with resentment.

"Isn't it because I didn't take you to the Demon Fortress? I still remember it in my heart, can't you have a little bit of magnanimity as a saint?"

"Hmph————!! This saint is not angry at all!! Never!!" The saint put her hands on her hips, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and she flashed a smile at me.

Show your teeth and speak word for word.

"Okay... okay, you are indeed not angry. It's me who is angry. It's okay that I'm angry." I coaxed in a soft voice while wiping away the cold sweat.

The Imperial Army did not shoot, and it was all the fault of the Eighth Route Army.
Chapter completed!
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