I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

The most important thing is that Luo Hao may be the only one who can barely get the upper hand in Moyu San so far.

Luo Hao heard Mo Yusan's voice, his eyes swayed, and there was a struggle.

She swayed between the unparalleled god-killer king in the world and the timid girl, biting her lips deeper and deeper.

Mo Yusan looked at the lips of the leader, and pinched Luo Hao's chin in distress.

Immediately, Luo Hao's eyes widened, and they were a little sloppy. When she reacted again, she was already in Mo Yusan's arms.

Because it was in another country on the other side of the ocean, Kurumi prepared a pure black knee-length pleated skirt for Luo Hao. The skirt that tightly wrapped the seductive figure of the leader was layered with lace and semi-transparent. The engravings are more charming.

The slender suspenders of the skirt can be clearly seen under the translucent jacket. The slender suspenders seem to be broken at any time, which is both attractive and white and tender against the lustrous skin of the leader.

In the sandals with flower straps, the delicate feet are curled up, and the snow-white arches stretch out a seductive arc.

Luo Hao reacted, somewhat sadly, bowed his head obediently, and held his hand on the sling tied behind his neck.

Mo Yusan grabbed Luo Hao's hand.

"I...I don't mean anything like that." Mo Yusan was a little embarrassed.

She can very, very, very understand Luo Hao's mood at the moment. After all, she was also surrounded by a group of crazy three and couldn't be provoked.

And unlike Luo Hao, Mo Yu San has an unusual allure for the mad three.

Top, top, top!

That was because she naively thought that after she handed over everything, she could be at ease.

In the end, I didn't expect...in a blink of an eye, it became--

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered, can't be bothered!

Luo Hao lowered his head quietly.

Mo Yusan didn't want to embarrass her, so he just flipped through the script to find out why Luo Hao was looking for himself.

She handed the phone to Luo Hao.

The moment Luo Hao took over the phone, she suddenly saw Mo Yusan's eyes widened, and her shoulders were shaking.

"Demon..."

"What is the master doing?"

Mo Yu San shivered and was speechless.

In her eyes, the moment Luo Hao took the phone, the phone flashed golden light.

A golden thread of destiny was attached to her baby game, and the last time was a purple glow.

Even... she also saw a few colored threads that she had never seen before.

Oh... the Europeans!

Mo Yusan instantly approached Luo Hao, his head resting on Luo Hao's shoulder, and Luo Hao's body trembled slightly.

"Click this!"

"Yes, here, click here!" Mo Yusan commanded, not daring to touch the phone.

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"Wow, I love you!" Mo Yusan knocked Luo Hao down, slapped her face, and started taking screenshots.

Luo Hao was overwhelmed by Mo Yusan, his right hand slowly covering his cheek.

The heavy and soft body on the body is very different from other mad three-crown kings.

Luo Hao watched Mo Yusan leave, his beautiful eyebrows lowered.

is her...

That's right, only she...

"Enemies." Said bitterly, Luo Hao tilted his head and looked out the window.

···

Tony and Wuming's test ended with Wuming's big victory.

Although the King of Swords is sitting on the divine sword with the name of Glam, the sword Damocles with the ceiling, and a noisy stand-in.

But he still lost.

In the sound of St. George's squeaking, Tony familiarly threw the power into his face and turned into a dragon.

"You are a dragon" is too wasteful to throw to others, so it's better to give yourself a buff.

Facing Tony who turned into a dragon, Wuming just waved a sword lightly.

A sword is like the sea rising at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, and the smoke and waves are vast.