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Sixty-seven, how can my Yiwen love spikes so much?

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"It's so troublesome. It seems that all the external attack techniques are useless.

What a headache, can you give me time to think about which one is more effective?”

Oliana Townsend gritted his teeth slightly. This time it was still a magic to control the wind. The effect was to create a gentle airflow under his feet, hold his body, and quickly retreat for more than ten meters. The opponent never made an attack from beginning to end, which was more caring than a fierce encounter.

The unknown is always dangerous. Oliana has used more than ten kinds of magic, but Yiwen has not even moved his hands and feet.

It was almost time. Yiwen ignored her opponent's small movements. She took out her cell phone leisurely and looked at the time displayed on her head and the time of the last call.

"Sorry, I don't have enough time here. You have seen almost the same tricks. So..."

Whoosh.

This is the sound that Oliana responded to in her brain through visual simulation.

In fact, Yiwen's running speed did not reach the level of disappearing in front of him, and it was not even as good as the wind that Oliana used magic to swell. But his opponent rushed to Oliana. It was not a straight line, and the woman's erratic footwork made her brain confused and confused, and she could not even think of escaping from the chaos.

Straight punch.

The attack is expected to be in the abdomen, without any tricky straight punches.

To dodge, you only need to take two steps back or half of your body. Oriana is a magician. Although she is not as weak as the old men in robes on TV, it is of course best to have enough safe distance. So she chose to kick her feet and jump backwards.

"Well! This..."

Less than a centimeter after jumping, Oriana suddenly found that her body was uncontrollable. It was not like the limbs of Tuyumen who were attacked by magic. On the contrary, at the critical moment, her slender and explosive limbs were filled with great power gathered by instinctively. However, these forces could not be vented and could not play their role.

As if she was tied up by something, Oliana had no time to turn her head to observe her situation, but she was sure that she had not noticed that the woman who had rushed into her arms had any weapons before. She did not launch magic. Most of the "magics" needed to chant before launching magic, and even a few that were not used would bring audible magic fluctuations. Oliana didn't feel it. She was like a poor frog tied to the wooden board by invisible silk thread, waiting for the student to slowly stretch out the scalpel...

puff.

The unhard fist was buried in the soft abdomen. Yiwen attacked the parts that could make people faint with only a small force. The true vampire ancestor who had been studying boxing for hundreds of years could easily knock down the most fierce beast even with the strength of a ten-year-old girl, let alone a newly-adult woman?

Oliana's guess was correct. Unconsciously, she was not only lowered her curly blonde head, but her body was still hanging in the air one centimeter high.

Until Yiwen took back the transparent silk thread that was quietly laid when Oliana tried various tricks to break through her magic barrier - manipulating the doll through the silk thread was the most basic skill of the puppet master.

Oliana's body was now like Stir, Fujitsu and Tuyumen who had been attacked by her, collapsed weakly on the cold concrete floor, next to it was the long strip object that she had finally let go.

"Huh, it's good to exercise occasionally."

Yiwen raised her hand and wiped the fine sweat from her forehead. She still couldn't like the overly enthusiastic sun.

"Hey, let's come out, the show is over!"

Katsujo hesitated whether to lift the Torii Gate placed in the corner again, but in the end he carried the fainting Torii Gate to the iron gate of a clothing store. Oliana fell down, but the technique she applied to Torii Gate still showed no sign of stopping. Katsujo was about to ask if she should just raise her face and try to touch Oliana's body which part of her body could be relieved, but a familiar voice suddenly came from his ear.

"Hey, even if it's an enemy, don't do bad things while others lose consciousness, right?"

"Wow!!!"

He was suddenly startled, and the boy's hedgehog head seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. Shangbiao sat down to the ground with a thud, looking up at the face under the short silver-white hair.

"The students' character is indeed a problem now. It seems that after this work, I have to discuss this issue with the people in the school city."

"Who has a problem with his character! I just want to help Tuyumen remove the art!"

This is not a slander that can be accepted casually. It is a fact that Shangzhao's grades are very poor, but his character and ethics are among the few things he is proud of.

"Oh? Is it? Since it's such an important thing, please give me some advice."

Levi, who came out of nowhere, spread his palms upwards and made a "please" posture. The more he did this, the more he was already worried, the more he was even more afraid to act.

"Stop making trouble. You three hiding and watching the show for a long time. You haven't had enough fun yet."

Finally someone stood up to help the poor high school boy. With Yiwen's sharp eyes, Eve and Mengmeng jumped from the roof of a small department store next to her, but Yiwen herself did not care how embarrassed Shangyou was. She had no idea of ​​solving this job quickly and letting Levi continue to play with her.

To a certain extent, Shangzhao was considered to be the light of the initiator who embarrassed him.

Fortunately, he himself did not find this.

"I want to help, but he won't let it go."

Whose hero are you? Levi really wants to ask Eve this, but unfortunately, the curse and other things have disappeared now, and the contract between the two has been terminated. No matter how she wants to help Yiwen deal with her, she can't blame her from a moral level.

"Mr. Levi is afraid that there are other enemies who want to fish in troubled waters nearby? We have met a boy who is very good at concealing breath that has not been discovered by none of us."

When needed most, Mengmeng jumped out to help Levi distinguish it.

No matter what kind of thoughts this pink princess was hiding in her mind, this alone would be enough to make Levi cry for her.

"Oh? Is it?"

Yiwen stared at Levi's eyes for a few seconds, believing Mengmeng's words. In fact, she didn't want Levi and the others to take action. After all, the other party could only be considered a juggling woman in her eyes, otherwise Yiwen would have spoken when they arrived.

"Did that guy call you here?"

"Well, it's Tuyumen."

Speaking of the young man in the floral shirt who was unconscious by the iron gate, Levi had no intention of getting angry. No matter how much this matter itself was his duty, a teenager who was so desperate that no one could get angry again, right?

"Hey, hedgehog-headed boy, how are you doing there?"

"What a hedgehog-headed boy! My name is Shangyou! Shangyou is mad!"

Shangjou obviously didn't appreciate the nickname given to him by Yiwen, and it wouldn't work even if the other party was an elder. But at least he could tell the difference between priorities and then suppressed his dissatisfaction after shouting a few words.

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