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A brilliant light rose up into the sky, dyeing the sky a milky white color, exuding a faint glimmer of light. For a moment, the dozens of miles covered by the white light seemed to have turned into a paradise and a kingdom of gods, full of solemnity.

Holy light.

"What kind of artifact is this?"

"Could it be from the Paladin?"

"It's not like that. How can the half-baked sacred power of the Paladin be worthy of such pure power?"

"You bastard, who are you calling a dilettante?" A paladin became angry.

"Could it be heaven's equipment?"

"Those are for angels only? No, wouldn't our happiness be in vain?"

For a moment, the adventurers who saw the strange scene in front of them began to speculate and draw various highly probable conclusions.

Generally speaking, artifacts are in colorful colors, such as Tarasha's suit, but there are also a few exceptions, such as the sacred artifacts in heaven, and some special equipment, which are in other colors instead of colorful. No wonder

This is what everyone guessed.

Among them, only a small number of insiders knew who this freshly minted artifact was made for.

For example, take Sa Qili and her group.

"I regret a little now that I didn't go with you. I didn't expect such a wonderful thing to happen."

Druid Simba and assassin Daga raised their heads and looked in the direction of the valley in trance, and said regretfully.

Although they learned about that month's experience from Tulakov, there was always a difference between what they heard and what they saw. Now that the artifact was born, the two of them sighed because they had not experienced that historic beginning in person.

And feel sorry.

"Hahaha, you are the investigation team entrusted with important tasks by Raphael. How can you do such a small thing? Just leave it to me Tulakov. A few years later, the books recording the history of the artifact will definitely be

When my name appears, it will read like this - Under the guidance of the great and wise Lord Tulakov. Druid Wu Fan, who was still a newbie in the third world at that time, finally found the secret of Ke in the depths of the evil cave.

Rugas has created his second artifact suit. It is really gratifying. Let us write this book to commemorate Lord Tulakov who has made great contributions to the entire alliance (for details, please read [Hero Companion——

The legendary and great life of the barbarian Tulakov]), yes, yes. It will definitely be written like this."

Tulakov talked endlessly, foaming at the mouth, and he even remembered the contents of the history books of later generations. He spoke with great energy and both physical and mental qualities. It was as if this book really existed, which made people feel compelled to

Admire the imagination of barbarians in terms of gossip.

Seeing Tulakov's coquettish appearance, both Sa Qili and Shashik shook their heads helplessly.

"Having said that, this is really an incomparably powerful sacred force. If I hadn't known it in advance, it would have been unimaginable that it would have been an exclusive equipment made for me." Looking at the layers of holy clouds in the sky, Sa Qili sighed.

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"That's right. After all, in the last battle, the newcomer appeared in that posture, full of destructive aura. I didn't expect that the suit that was exclusive to him was so pure and holy. They are two extremes."

"Perhaps this is the way to balance. The pure destructive power possessed by the newcomer, coupled with this pure holy weapon, forms a new, more stable and balanced force."

As a druid, Simba, a druid who is closer to nature and advocates the way of nature, said these words, which made everyone feel relieved and convinced.

"That's right." Shahik still didn't forget to hold a red rose coquettishly in his mouth. He seemed to suddenly remember something.

"Where's the newbie?"

Everyone looked at each other, then looked around, only to realize that the right angle was not there.

At this time, Rogge Camp...

"Xiaofan, Xiaofan, wake up, idiot Xiaofan!"

"No... no, I'm still sleepy..." I lay on the pillow, drooling, and refused to get up.

"You have to get up immediately if you feel sleepy!"

"This is too difficult..."

Please think about it from my perspective. I did something like that, but every time I gained something and lost something, I lost something precious, but you gained those things. The degree of loss is completely different. Of course, I am more tired.

As the saying goes, there are only tired cows and no damaged fields...

"The big blacksmith has already prepared the equipment. It's a divine weapon." The little ghost's voice sounded in his ears with a hint of temptation.

"Sacred weapons or something like that, I prefer murder weapons..."

Half asleep and half awake, in a daze, a big hand, as if equipped with satellite positioning, hit the ghost girl's breasts exposed in the air accurately, rubbed it, and let out a faint moan.

Talking in sleep.

"The big hot meat buns... so big... so soft..."

The tent suddenly became quiet for a few seconds.

What's going on?

I vaguely sensed an ominous atmosphere. Could it be that the little ghost has given up? Absolutely impossible.

A strong sense of crisis was approaching, washing away my sleepiness. When I was about to open my eyes, it was already too late.

First, a pair of delicate and slender little hands came up from behind and hugged her to the chest. In order to hug her more tightly, the body of the owner of the little hands inevitably moved closer, which was still under my control just now.

Her plump breasts were pressed against her back, giving off waves of extremely soft and elastic breasts.

In an instant, I was confused, defeated, and then regretted it.

The pair of small hands that were softly hugging the chest from behind as if they were a coquettish lover one moment, tightened suddenly at the next moment, and a powerful force that was inconsistent with the completion of the slender arms came from above.

This force directly picked me up as I was lying on the bed, and then the owner of the little hand leaned back hard.

German arch bridge fell!

The perfect German arch bridge fall!

In an instant, my ears were ringing and my brain was pounding. I seemed to hear the passionate roar of the host in the wrestling ring, the enthusiastic cheers of the audience, and the ringing of the end bell.

ko!!perfect!!!

However, God did not intend to let the lazy man stay in bed easily. At this moment, a petite figure broke into the tent door.

"Alice, Brother Wu, what are you doing? Hurry up..."

Then, there was a misfire.

Linya maintained the posture of rushing in, looking as if she was petrified. She stared at the astonishing scene in front of her.

On the bed, a stunning girl with naked body, showing the delicate snow-white skin and exquisite curves that can be the envy of all women, is leaning back in a posture that makes men spurt blood, her delicate and elastic waist is bent into the shape of an arch bridge, her head is

He landed on the ground, his straight long hair in moonlight completely spread on the bed.

She was holding a strong man who was twice as big as her. At this time, she was like a piece of waste. She fell hard on the bed with her whole back and foamed at the mouth.

The whole weird scene can be described in two words - tough!

Time is frozen at this moment.

"Haha...ah hahaha...I must be dreaming. It must be..." Linya let out a stiff laugh, turned around like a robot, and walked out of the tent.

Rubbing her eyes and taking a deep breath of the cold air outside to calm down, Linya looked determined and turned around to open the tent door again.

What appeared in front of her was still the naked ghost girl lying on the bed in the arched position, and the poor man she was holding, foaming at the mouth and rolling his eyes.

"You... you two..." Linya pressed her temples firmly.

"Please give me some restraint!!"

Linya, who rarely gets angry, was so angry that the roof of the tent was almost blown off.

After a while, the little ghost and I got dressed and hurried out of the tent at Linya's urging.

"Brother Wu, I know you are still brooding about this matter, but you can't stay in bed." While walking, Linya seemed to be possessed by Willas, nagging me endlessly.

"If nothing else, if Lord Corugas thinks that you are neglecting him and not paying attention to his works at all, things will be serious."

"I know, I was wrong." I shrugged my head, speechless as I was scolded, and could only keep begging Linya for mercy.

"If you want to apologize, go apologize to Mr. Corugas. Now we have to rush there quickly." Linya gave me a helpless look.

"Copy that, my Lord Commander." I cheered up, then thought of something, then grimaced, and glanced at the little ghost clinging to my back.

"I said, little ghost, how about we discuss it?"

"Say." The little ghost's cold and arrogant tone and demeanor made him look like a new wrestling champion wearing a gold belt.

"The back of the arch bridge fell, how about sealing it later?" I touched the back of my head, still feeling frightened.

"no problem."

"Really?" I was overjoyed. It was rare for her to be so easy to talk to.

"How about a super bulldog face-crushing wrestling match?"

"Don't! I don't know what the move is, but just hearing the name makes my face hurt." I burst into tears.
To be continued...