Genie: My Gengar can drive Susanoo

"this day."

"It's finally here."

"Geng Gui, who likes melee combat, got a talent that allows him to be invincible in melee combat."

Ling Ran took a deep breath.

I had an ominous premonition in my heart, "This guy won't open Sharingan in the future, burst into immortal mode, and fight hand-to-hand with other elves?" A strange force will make Geng Gui move forward regardless.

Give up your identity as a mage.

When the time comes, "One more Dunjia from the Eight Gates..."

Has the power of terror.

Plus super physical skills.

Geng Gui will completely abandon his identity as a mage and become a melee mage!

"This day shouldn't be far away!"

Ling Ran suddenly felt it.

This also seems to be good.

By the time.

This Geng ghost can really set off a wave in this world.

The trend of melee Gengar.

"Start sharing sharingan, explode into fairy mode, and hit the peacock with a strange force!" Ling Ran thought about it, and felt that it was particularly exciting, and he was looking forward to the arrival of this day.

This Geng Gui.

Already on the road to becoming a ninja, going further and further.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, because your elf Geng Gui learned to gain strange power, and gave back to the host's skills—elementary fighting skills!"

Fighting skills?

This is not a bad skill.

"It's only a junior level." Ling Ran shook his head.

Good skill.

Yes, the grade is too low.

It would be great if you give back a few skill upgrade coupons later, "Like the power of waveguide, you can fly directly to the master level in a wave of beginners." There were examples earlier.

Ling Ran was also looking forward to it.

One wave, directly fill up the skills.

but.

Before Ling Ran could wait to see the skills the other cubs learned last night.

Suddenly, there was a huge explosion in the manor.

The warm senior sister suddenly sat up.

The quilt falls.

Ling Ran didn't have time to look at it, so he put on Hawaiian-style shorts and ran directly to the balcony.

"what happened?"

Ling Ran was puzzled, "Who dares to cause trouble in my manor?"

The first thing he thought of was his own cubs.

This look.

It really is!

On a lawn, Geng Gui grabbed a fast dragon with one hand and threw him to the ground.

That explosion just now.

It was Geng Gui who made it.

Simultaneously.

Beside him, several elves gathered.

Each is a strong, muscular elf.

"What are you doing?!"

Ling Ran yelled at Geng Gui, speechless, "Whose Kuailong is that?!"

His Hakalong just evolved, so it must not be him.

Furthermore, the evolution of my own fast dragon is only cyan.

This fast dragon.

It is likely to be Dudu Bird, or other champions.

As far as he knows, "This time, there are three fast dragons in the manor!"

One is a Dudu bird.

One is Chen Hu's champion.

The other one belonged to Mr. Lin Feng.

Mr. Lin Feng's Kuailong is also a battle legend, so he shouldn't be thrown over his shoulder to the ground by the normal Geng Gui.

Ling Ran was speechless.

"That's it." Ling Ran spread his hands, "Geng Gui knows that he has the talent of strange power! Now he can't fly the opponent's kite at all!"

(">dish<)

Geng Gui, his own family, has found a more suitable fighting method for him.

That's a protruding face!

then.

An over-the-shoulder throw to the enemy with a critical hit of 0

"My ghost!" Ling Ran wished he could rush over now and give this brat a headache.

This is his guest.

Senior sister Wenqing had already dressed at this time, came to Ling Ran's side, and asked, "What happened?"

The vibration just now was very loud.

It shouldn't be a small movement.Ling Ran covered his head and pointed at Geng Gui on the lawn, "Geng Gui provoked it."

Gengar?

The warm senior sister expressed her puzzlement. She looked at Geng Gui, and immediately showed a trace of surprise, "He? He? Ling Ran nodded.

"He did it!"

This guy.

Really, don't give the guests a little face.

However, to Ling Ran's surprise, Senior Sister Wen Qing didn't blame Geng Gui, but clapped her hands and applauded instead.

(O_O)?

Not right.

My senior sister wouldn't be so violent.

Ling Ran stretched out his hand and put it on the senior sister's forehead, "I don't have a fever."

The warm senior sister took Ling Ran's hand away.

"Geng Gui is amazing!

Still a little excited.

(p^w^q)

"Geng Gui is a great read!"

I know!

Ling Ran knows best whether Geng Gui is serious or not.

at the same time.

Geng Gui didn't seem to be enjoying himself, he put his hips on his hips and smiled, pointing and saying, "Sigh!"

distance is too far.

Ling Ran didn't even hear what Geng Gui was saying.

On the contrary, among the elves around him, a bear with a big waist and a round waist walked out.

"What are they going to do?"

The warm senior sister was puzzled, looked at the elves in the distance, and showed doubts, "could it be?

Ling Ran also saw the clue.

Two elves are fighting.

Fierce eyes.

Claw to claw, grasping together fiercely.

"boom--"

It's loud.

Bang together.

Next.

It is the constant wrestling between Geng Gui and the wearing bear.

You come and I go.

Very exciting.

The entire lawn was trampled into pits and pits, and it was in a mess.

Seeing this, Ling Ran couldn't help being taken aback, "Are they fighting?"

Fight for strength?

Or with a wearing bear from one of the kings of power? !

If it was yesterday, Ling Ran would definitely think that Geng Gui was crazy, but now, "This Geng Gui is never idle for a moment, he wants to come out and pretend to be aggressive!" Ling Ran covered his face.

(*/3*)

On the contrary, senior sister Wenqing watched it with relish, cheering up Geng Gui, "Geng Gui! Come on!"

<(???)??

Since it is so.

Ling Ran didn't stop him either. He propped his chin with one hand and leaned against the railing, watching the wrestling between Geng Gui and the wearing bear with great interest.

"It's kind of interesting."

At least, this is a friendship exchange, not a fist-to-hand battle.

Will not hurt the spirit of the guests.

on the lawn.

Many elves are watching.

Cheering for Geng Gui or wearing a bear.

The wrestling lasted half a minute.