Re, Gu Aotian Slaughtered Me

"Maybe I need to stay in the room, crying for a month under the quilt on the bed! Tell me! The leader of "Golden Dawn" is not such a person!" Bai Dewei grabbed Fran Pith and shouted out of control.

If it wasn't a question of strength, she might be able to catch Fran Pith or Aleister slamming in the air.

Aleister now looks like a girl wearing a witch hat and a uniform skirt; although Mathers is an uncle, the military uniform he wears for daily wear is also considered a uniform, and he does wear a witch hat and skirt every day ( In fact, this is normal in Scottish culture).

So Franpies's answer was: "Congratulations, you can go back and cry for a few months, don't disturb us." Pushing her shoulders, trying to push her away.

"Clarify things for me!" Pat Wei gave Fran Pith a shoulder fall with a backhand, "Otherwise, my status as the heir of the "Gold" department will be in jeopardy!"

"Fuck, the attack actually works for me. It's so small. Why do you use your heels to top me? Who did you learn from when you were young? There is an M over there, can you step on him!" Fran Pace grabbed the tiny feet that tried to trample on her again, flicked her hand, and threw it towards Aleister.

Pat Wei took advantage of the situation and rode on Aleister, pinched her neck and shook her vigorously: "Since one or two are alive, there won't be anyone else alive! Let me see them! Britain is the world! , It doesn’t matter what kind of danger you bring to the world! I want to see all the leaders you know!"

"Although you are a little tremor, I understand, why do I feel that the "gold" system you and I have is not the same?" Franpisi sat up, tilting her head in confusion.

Pat Wei has been madly crazy since he appeared, and he has not performed basic refinement and extraction of magic power as a magician. If he is such a light and soft magician, even if he plays physical skills, he will use magic power. Yes, through the touch that she had just touched, Franpis didn't fight back, but she was sure that her strength could crush her younger-aged bones.

When Patwe saw that Aleister really accepted her humiliation seriously, and enjoyed it very much, as if saying "I want more" and "Don't stop", he suddenly couldn't stand it, and he bounced. Sit down on Aleister's stomach and turned to Fran Pith.

"You, are you the head of the Isis Urasia Temple? You know these things best, right?" she asked.

"Hall master? Oh, I can't afford to be called such a high-end atmosphere." Franpisi rubbed her hair embarrassingly, "Actually I am a chess and card salon and prostitution, gambling and lottery (big). The little boss of the smoking place, but "Golden Dawn" took special care of my family's business, and finally used my house as a regular meeting place."

Pat Wei's mouth opened wide: "Huh? But the Isis Urasia Temple, which is said to be the birthplace of the "Gold" magic system theory, is..."

"Oh, because most of them are rigid people, although from a secular perspective, they should be very rich, but too much investment in magic research makes it impossible to rent even a normal house, because my salon is open 24 hours. It is the place they have frequented for a long time. Some people simply slept in my house. For example, Mathers, he has owed money to me and Annie for a long time. I also rely on the debt relationship as a condition to gradually penetrate into the "gold"." When Lampis talked about things from a hundred years ago, she couldn't help feeling particularly reminiscent, with a smile on her face.

"These people are super efficient. Sex, gambling, drugs and magic research are in the same place. Entertainment life and the pursuit of ideals are really the same. There is such a money-saving and comfortable lifestyle. If Aleister is not his own My daughter has a cup with destiny on her back. She is obviously an interesting person who can integrate magic and pornography...Eh, how are you? Little Miss Budwei? Little Miss Noko?"

Pat-Wei’s desperately deep breathing has become rapid. If you ignore the gas output and only look at the speed, it seems difficult to connect with the deep breathing: "I...I know... the initial character cannot follow... common sense... read... but... …Aleister Crowley…after the…infighting…and then…on the right track again…, it’s not going to be…Yes, this kind of person, right?"

This little magician is in a state of something wrong. It doesn't mean that she has been acting as a funny character, but that she is even more strange, with abnormal vital signs. It's like a chatbot that is a little broken.

Even so, Franpies did not let go of this opportunity to molest her: "Oh, did you say that my next "God has nothing to do with fate" magical girl Dion Fuchun?"

A name on this side of the world can almost stop the heart just by hearing it. Because of the bad nature of magic, even if Fran Pith played by Kraun Pith wants to deal with her, she cannot guarantee that she will not be harmed that cannot be ignored. If Fran Pith played by Alice No. 3 of that year even existed. The defeat.

But Pat Wei is a person of almost the same specifications: "I know that Dion Fuchun was very young when he joined and accepted the leadership position. Is it necessary to add the country's otaku title?"

"No, no, no, according to the modern definition, she is really a magical girl, such as wearing a fluffy and shiny skirt that can't go shopping publicly, most of the lines are:"

Franpies said this, deliberately raised his head and raised his hips and raised his toes to announce--

"I am the cutest and greatest magical girl Dion Fukuharu who is born and beautiful and does not adhere to tradition and pursues fashion. Let me become my chair under the charm of my pomegranate dress! Such a style...Noko Wei, are you listening? Miss Budwei?"

Bai Dewei has foamed at his mouth like a corpse~www.readwn.com~ Franpis’s clone has some problems in online games, and Alandes is offline halfway through.

"Aleister, did you kill this'Padwei'?" Fran Pith asked when she got up.

"I'm here?"

"Are you closer to Nakowei? You are all vomiting on you, remember to clean it up again."

"Ah... it's not a big deal." Aleister stroked his hand, and the frothy Pat Wei left his body and rolled to the side.

Without a drop of blood, the one that fell to the ground was a tarot card that had been cut in half.

"Tarot substitutes. It is true that such a substitute can ensure that the physical ability is equivalent to the tarot cards, but it can't refine the magic power by itself. If it was all acting just now, it would be a shame not to be an actor." Franpisi picked up the tower. Luo Pai took a closer look and asked.

(to be continued)