evil jihad

The fragrance on the tip of the tongue reveals sweet longing, the carved marks between the teeth tell the vicissitudes of nostalgia, the woman's coquettish hum softens Wang Man's strong breath, and the clumsy tongue rampages in the clear spring of nectar.

On the Guteng disc, two figures stick together, one weak and the other masculine.

Wang Man has no doubts about the subconscious love skills of human beings. The first kiss was very fast and proficient. Ai Xi looked pure and pure, just like a boat carrying the enthusiasm of a man.

Wang Man sucked in his love, until Ashe hugged his firm arms suffocatingly. At this moment, Wang Man's heart bloomed in the darkness under the sky. evaporation.

Ai Xi, she did not betray Wang Man's feelings, and she has always been attached to each other's hearts; from snuggling when she was young to relying on each other when she grew up, they have become an indispensable part of each other.

As for Wang Man at this time, he must feel that he is the happiest man in the world. He can't even imagine that he can get the love of the noble princess; Ashe, his queen, his Frost Queen!

The evening drum of the school sounded in the windy courtyard, as if announcing the supreme authority here.

Wang Man opened his eyes, and gently pushed Ai Xi away.The latter already had a face like a peach blossom, crimson and embarrassing.

"Ai Xi, what are your chances of winning tomorrow's duel?" Putting down his impulsive enthusiasm, Wang Man became concerned about the topic of tomorrow's match.

"Don't worry, I have an advantage against Chuck." Ashe's plain answer reassured Wang Man a little.

"Well, it's getting late, you go back and rest, I will cheer for you tomorrow."

"Hey, wait a minute." Ashe pursed her lips, and took out a brocade handkerchief from her loose robe, wrapping it in a square shape about a foot long.

"Here, this is for you." Ashe lowered her head with shame in her eyes.

"what is this?"

"Don't open it now."

Seeing Ai Xi's mysterious and nervous look, Wang Man immediately stopped his hands and hugged her chest intact.

With longing on her face, Ai Xi smiled, and said softly: "Brother, I'm leaving first, you have to take care."

"Well, let's go!"

Aixi took two steps, but she still didn't forget to turn her head and remind her: "Brother, you have to work hard and strive to advance to accompany me out of here."

Wang Man didn't dare to think about this question. His own strength is inferior in the academy, and he can be selected as a candidate for the Holy Martial Palace only depends on the protection of Nasus. It is ridiculous to say this.

"Don't worry, sister, go back quickly." Wang Man's eyes were a little dry, and he still smiled when facing Ai Xi who was about to leave.

Looking at Ai Xi's back, Wang Man felt very disappointed, the chance of winning the game was very slim.

It was already very late when I returned to the dormitory, and the remote place could not suppress my unwillingness to be left behind. This kind of thinking was also the same in the eyes of other noble students.

Just like Jackson, he felt no pressure after watching the game that day, and he began to go all out to prepare for the young master Frank's game.

The bell at night was like a summoning signal, driving most of the students back to the dormitory. Everyone was waiting carefully for the next day's excitement. After Frank closed his eyes and rested in the dormitory, he got up and left quietly.

After a while, Frank appeared outside the side door of the magic hall.

"Jackson, are you sure that the anesthetic you made will work at a critical moment?"

"Reporting to the young master, the subordinates are very sure that this is our family's secret recipe, the young master won't even believe this?" Jackson bent down and explained in detail.

"I believe! But I am afraid that there will be an accident tomorrow. If the time period of the onset is not calculated properly, wouldn't it be a delay in the battle?"

Frank's worries are not unreasonable. The effectiveness of the anesthesia and the time it takes to exert its effects are inextricably linked to the intensity of the drug; if the effect of the drug is advanced, it will not be possible to wait until the time when Jess and Frank fight. If this time is missed, Frank will have to put in too much effort to defeat Jess head-on, and the final result is still unknown.

On the contrary, if the effect of the medicine is delayed, it is likely that under the pressure of Jess' identity as a senior melee magician in four quarters, Frank will not be able to support until the critical moment, so Frank's chances of winning are slim.

Frank's consideration was too thoughtful, which made Jackson not expect that when suddenly faced with such a large number of unpredictable problems, Jackson buried his head and kept silent.

Frank also got a general idea of ​​this situation. After all, Jackson is not a professional pharmacist, nor is he a strong alchemist. In fact, it is not easy to use winter spring grass to secretly produce anesthetics. It can't help his kindness and face.

"Jackson, how about this, I will take those two bottles of medicine before going to battle tomorrow; the primary medicine can last for twelve hours, so although it is a bit wasteful, it is full of confidence." Frank said , reached out and took out two crystal clear bottles.

"Ah? Use two bottles together? Young Master, isn't it a bit too much for that boy Jess?" Jackson showed reluctance, discussing how he might be overqualified for dealing with Jess.

"Using two bottles together, this is the first time I have obtained such a treasure, which just allows me to experience the pleasure of expanding my strength." Frank said, with a savage style.

"Young Master, I'm afraid there are only these two bottles in the entire academy. These are no more rare treasures than those rare treasures. They are the most direct treasures in a duel. It would be a waste to use them like this." Jackson was rather depressed. He really didn't expect Frank to So generous, and in Jackson's impression, I am afraid that there will no longer be such a pure medicine in the entire mainland of China.

"So these are the only two bottles?"

Jackson thought that Frank had suddenly realized the importance of potions, so he nodded happily.

Unexpectedly, Frank laughed loudly, clapped his hands and praised: "Wouldn't it be better like this! Since it's a treasure, how can I leave it to others? If I don't use it, I don't know who will fall into it by then; I will use it tomorrow." , there will no longer be these chief culprits that damage the balance of power.”

Alas, Jackson knew the temper of the young master, and he knew that it was impossible to understand; at least, he only blamed his negligence for handing over all the two bottles of potion that had been preserved to this day, and it was too late to regret it.

Sending the Buddha to the West, the matter has come to an end, and Jackson no longer remembers it. Since Frank doesn't need the anesthetic powder, he has the right to keep it for himself.

Frank had only Jess as his enemy at the moment, and Jackson was dismissed by Wei Shuaixiu after such a thorough plan.

After returning to the dormitory, Jackson felt a lot of reluctance in his heart, but he could still bear it. After all, only by becoming famous as a teacher can he achieve his goal of lurking in the academy for many years.

This is really an undercurrent. It can be seen that in order to win the competition, everyone is willing to show off their years of hard training; if it is only for the nominal victory, it is better to say it is for the ultimate secret faced by the winner.

Frank, with a flash of blue light in his eyes, cursed Jess once to himself, wrapped his clothes and left.

In the meeting hall, Kongji expressed his dissatisfaction with a serious expression. In this highly hierarchical place, contradicting the dean is considered a great slander; but for his resentment, Dean Yuri did not give an iron blood reply.

Yuri just smiled flatly, and said lightly: "Goodness and evil cannot be measured only by the positioning of skills, but here."

Kong Ji stared blankly at Yuri, who tapped his heart heavily with his fingers.

"The dean's words made me deaf." Kong Ji retreated to the serious Haotian with a slightly ashamed look and said nothing.

Yuri's words are undoubtedly correct in principle and cannot be refuted, but after all, such a big thing happened in front of all the students, and it was a bit hard to say it emotionally.

"Haotian, the contestant today is Nasus?"

"Dear Dean, it is Nasus, he is a kind-hearted child."

Yuri stroked his beard, nodded slightly, suddenly his eyes flashed, and he said sternly: "As for Nasus, you have to discipline him severely. According to me, you can arrest him for a short time before the match tomorrow, so that he can be punished." He has thought about it in the Lingyun Pavilion of the school; it is also good to settle his mind; the best thing is to teach the students a lesson."

This kind of punishment is not very severe, Haotian was afraid that Kongji and others would stir up the flames halfway, so he hurriedly knelt down to accept the order, and hurriedly exited the conference hall.

"Dean, doing this is no different from not punishing; at least some severe criticism should be given in front of the students." Master Kongji asked in a low voice.

"Brother, you don't have to be so entangled; you can't be severely punished if you lose in the magic hall, right? This is not up to you alone." Master Qingtian took the conversation, with an extremely expressive expression.

"Second brother, don't be fooled by the wind." Kong Ji retorted loudly, glanced hesitantly at Yuri, who was seated above, and then endured it.

"You all go back! Controlling the competition can highlight the advantages of the majority of the participants. As for the way of employing people, I don't need to worry about it." Yuri's tone was so tough that the three of them dared not breathe, so they had to say goodbye with a calm face. .