The most powerful system in history

Chapter 1533 Kalifa

"Okay, I'll let you play to your heart's content!"

There was a cold sound among the sheep, which were so big that they were about to touch the roof.

Khalifa looked coldly at the cheerful man who was playing not far away, with disdain in her eyes.

Next, she will let this man feel the feeling of powerlessness and the feeling of death.

The red-eyed sheep spit out large pieces of bubbles angrily towards the front, and the black figure that was playing with bubbles happily on the ground was completely buried in the white bubbles at this moment. In the bubble, people can't see it.

Kalifa glanced at the finally quiet space, and couldn't help yelling at the quiet bubble below.

"Hey, that rude, smelly man!"

"Do you feel powerless! This is me - Kalifa's punishment for you rude man!"

Kalifa snarled sharply, and large swaths of intertwined angry breath rose from the silent air.

Just when Kalifa was immersed in joy and couldn't extricate herself, a cheerful laughter suddenly came from above her head. In the cheerful laughter, there were bubbles that kept falling down.

Kalifa was stunned, and raised her big sheep's head to look at the ceiling, but found nothing.

A cold voice mixed with a bit of fear came out of the girl's throat at high speed.

"Who? Who is it?"

"It's me!"

"Kalifa, didn't you say it's fun to make bubbles? Why don't you give more!"

Wu Liang suddenly appeared behind Kalifa's body, holding a water pipe in his hand, smiling faintly at Kalifa.

"You—how could it be?"

Khalifa was stunned, she had already used the foam to bury him just now, logically speaking, he was already unable to move, how could this be?

Wu Liang snorted coldly, these so-called devil fruits would not have any effect on him at all, the reason why he disappeared just now was just to tease this chick for fun!

Now he, Master Wu, has lost interest in playing bubbles, because the woman who plays bubbles with him is not romantic at all!

Wu Liang took out the water pipe, and involuntarily turned to Mimian, who was twisting his huge body and moving forward with difficulty, with a faint smile still on the corner of his mouth.

Kalifa screamed in her heart that it was not good!
Sure enough, the moment the water from the water pipe touched her sheep's body, the huge body that was originally piled up by bubbles immediately fell off in large pieces, as if it had been melted.

In a moment, the original sheep had turned into bubbles floating on the ground, while Kalifa was standing there with her head down, with water continuously flowing down her body.

Khalifa's mind is now completely crowded by Wu Liang, and his mind is full of question marks, and his whole brain is in pain.

How could that man be so powerful?how come?how come?
Probably this is the problem.

Under the constant attack of such question marks, Kalifa slowly raised her head that had been hanging down, and looked forward.The place where the figure in front stands.

This man who was smiling faintly at him——

No, Kalifa stepped back slightly.

This is not the smile of an admirer, this is clearly the smile of a devil.

"Kalifa, give up struggling! Otherwise, it will be bad to wait until I don't like you!"

Wu Liang threw it to the water pipe and stretched out his hands, as if he was waiting for the beauty in front of him to take the initiative to throw himself into her arms.

Kalifa stood there in a daze, her body stiffened and slowly moved forward, although the man in front was probably a demon, but——

But Khalifa was afraid that if she didn't pass now, this man would use some powerful and irresistible strategy to deal with her!
So, after thinking twice in his heart, Wu Liang finally gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and walked forward.

Seeing Kalifa's movement, Wu Liang stroked his chin lightly, a smug smile flashed on his face.

It seems that there is still no woman in this world who cannot be conquered by his charm!

When Wu Liang was proud, Kalifa had already slowly walked to his side, waiting for his next move.

Wu Liang looked up and down at the wet woman in front of him, and finally pulled her hands up in disgust. The white and tender hands were now bloody, and the flesh was exposed under the blood-soaked skin.

"How can a woman break her own hand?"

"Didn't you say, the second face of the gesture woman?"

Wu Liang stroked Kalifa's delicate arm slowly, and a low moan sounded.

Kalifa raised her head in a daze, and looked at Wu Liang with big flickering eyes. For some reason, she just wanted to peel off the skin and bones of the man in front of her, but——

Now it feels warm.

And looking at it from this angle, the gentle smile on Wu Liang's face is like the spring breeze in February, and his bright black eyes are full of warmth...

Kalifa, who had a subversive affection for Wu Liang in her heart, suddenly blushed, blinking her eyes constantly, not daring to look at him again.

At the same time as the girl lowered, there was a glimpse of Wu Liang drifting past, and this peripheral vision seemed to be telling Wu Liang's infinitely small pride in himself.

Ha ha--

I can't stop the charm!Unstoppable charm!

This is a sentence that keeps floating in Wu Liang's mind.

Wu Liang put Kalifa's hands on his arms, and put the other hand on top of his hands.

Warm yellow light rose from Wu Liang's hand, and traces of light fell on Kalifa's arm and penetrated into her skin.

Kalifa felt a constant itching from the wound, and at the same time, her fingers were constantly trembling under the effect of this itching.

Under the effect of this light, Kalifa's skin was gradually assembled, and the itching was constantly spreading on her fingers along with this growth.

"It will be fine in a while, just bear with it for a while!"

Wu Liang's soft voice reached Kalifa's ears, and Kalifa couldn't help but blush.

"Ok!"

Kalifa replied softly, now Kalifa looks like a soft and cute girl.

Under the effect of the warm light continuously emitted from Wu Liang's palm, Kalifa's hands returned to a smooth and white state again.

Wu Liang gently stroked the back of Kalifa's delicate hand, and said softly, "This is the real palm of your Kalifa."

This time, Kalifa did not break free from the shackles of Wu Liang's hands, but was moved by Wu Liang's delicate words.

"Well, what's your name?"

Khalifa's big eyes were shining, her face was red, she mustered up her courage, and asked Wu Liang.

(End of this chapter)