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"Sir, let's continue playing. Will those people get broken?"

Sitting on the top floor of his stone statue, Ning Rongrong looked at the little sister who was pressed on her knees and pulled her, and took the initiative to change the topic and share the pressure for her.

As a result, thanks were not exchanged, but rather a secret warning from Sister Xiao Wu.

The palms are not weapons, and the three masters are still cloned. They are not strong enough, so Miss Xiao Wu is feeling comfortable now.

Even if you are beaten, it is a way for adults to get close to you.

"Forehead...!

Xiaowu, you won."

Before Li Sandao could answer, Miss Rongrong had quietly retreated.

Feeling something was wrong, Li Sandao looked down at Xiao Wu, and his face turned pale.

Miss Wu, who just shouted, was so miserable, and there was no pain on her face.

The little girl was lying proudly on her legs, her face slightly red, as if she was enjoying a massage.

“Yes.

I'm a cloned body. She has now become a god and has a second-generation super gene. How could pure physical strength hurt her?"

I knew that Lao Li was so angry that he subconsciously wanted to take off his pants and belt.

As soon as my hand was placed on the edge of the little rabbit's camouflage pants, I remembered that there were still her sisters nearby. Pulling her pants hurt her face too much, and the joke was a little over.

After all, I have been following me for so many years, and I still have to leave the face I should give me.

What's the point of being intimate? She can only think of the mood when she is not light or heavy through her pants. She doesn't care about it herself.

But if you take off your pants and twitch your butt in this environment, it is easy to hurt people's hearts.

People's hearts are dispersed and the team is difficult to lead.

“Get up.

Acting is quite similar. If you have the opportunity to find a world, I will praise you as a star."

After patting Xiao Wu's back, Li Sandao sighed and signaled the little girl to get up.

Xiao Wu stood up and pouted, a little reluctant.

"The physical strength of the cloned body of the Sandao Master is not too great, and he is also interested in controlling it. Not only does it hurt but it feels very comfortable when he hits it!"

He thought secretly, and the little rabbit looked at his friend with a resentful look in exchange for a crisp laugh.

For a moment, a silver bell-like laughter resounded across the third floor.

On the first floor, Wu Sansheng and his group found that the door was blocked, and the old men were much calmer than the streets.

“Be quiet.

The candlelight in the corridor is shaking, which means that the air flow is flowing here. If we find another outlet, we will go out."

Wu Sansheng's calm voice made the people he hired immediately stop complaining, and hope appeared in his eyes.

"San Master, if you have something to do, please tell me that we brothers must be in front of you and behind you."

He wiped his hands on his eyes and ran to Wu Sansheng happily to show his attention.

"Okay, have a good rest for half an hour, eat and drink water to replenish energy, let's explore the ancient monuments left by aliens."

After Wu Sansheng finished speaking, most of them took off their mountaineering bags, took out their automatic heating lunch boxes, and compressed biscuits.

Xiaohua, Black Glasses, Wu Xie and others did not move, but instead used the fire to observe the walls of the corridor.

There are also many murals, all about Li Sandao's life.

Piaopiao Fruit controls things and can change shapes at will.

Xiao Wu has a gene engine and has countless times the computing power that ordinary people have.

As long as her head moves, the picture will be completed at high speed by the gene engine, and then it will float on the wall through the ability to float.

It can be said that the entire floating island is just the plasticine in Xiao Wu's hand. It is still a supercomputer that can be used to improve it and 3D printer printing.

"1...,2...,3...,25." Staring at a mural, Wu Xie spitted out numbers from his mouth.

"Naughty, what are you counting, so serious."

He put his big hand on Wu Xie's shoulder, and the fat man leaned forward with his head, staring at the mural on the wall curiously and asked.

"woman.

Fat man, look at the image of the woman around this man.

Eighteen people stood at the same height as him, and seven people stood below them.

Among the eighteen people were the demon queen seen outside, and the new Angel King, and there were several people between them and the men.

You are looking at the seven people in the row below. There are five murals outside that are fighting with the men, and there are also two more here.

However, their appearance is not as clear as outside.

...!”

After hearing Wu Xie's story, Xiaohua and the others were all curious to come up and wanted to hear what he had summarized.

"So, I think the Demon Queen and the new Angel King are not ranked high in the men's harem, and the following ones should be people like maids or subordinates."

"Go...! You can tell if you have eyes."

Compared to others turning around and leaving with a dark face, the fat man rolled his eyes before leaving.

"Harma? Do you envy this man?"

The sudden voice made Wu Xie nod subconsciously and said, "Which man doesn't envy that kind of life... life." The last movable type is almost no bigger than a mosquito.

Aning.

Aning asked questions, a terrifying woman who harmed herself today and paid back the money afterwards.

"Haha...! I'm just kidding, I'm used to talking and joking with fat guys."

With awkward smile, Wu Xie stepped back to the young man carefully.

He was afraid that the woman would suddenly hurt people.

And the young man is a man who can give him a sense of security.

Seeing this, Aning curled his lips and became more determined to use money to solve the daytime incident.

After a while, the group reorganized their supplies and walked into the corridor.

"Xiao Wu, just play around, don't go too far.

Now around 8 o'clock in the evening, we will bring them down until two o'clock in the middle of the night, and then according to the plot, we will throw them into their respective positions in the Queen Mother of the West."

Holding beer in his hand, Li Sandao leaned against the feet of his statue, staring at a group of people who were carefully exploring the corridor.

His clone does not have super genes, others can have it.

It's natural that it's no problem to make a projection.

To put it bluntly, in addition to the so-called void, the various special abilities of the super warrior are all varied applications of dark energy and stellar energy.

It takes dark energy to open the microwormhole, otherwise the Shenhe body will not be like a triangular body and it is impossible to observe the entrance of the microwormhole.

All kinds of abilities are just dark energy applications after programming.

Looking at the entire floor plan of the maze, the passage was quietly changed by Xiao Wu, Li Sandao made a cold sweat for Wu Xie and his group.

No matter you are extremely smart and experienced, you still have to bow down and surrender in front of you.

"ah...!"

Accompanied by the sound of killing pigs, the two men in the mop team stepped on the air and fell directly into the negative layer.

Fortunately, Xiao Wu didn't want to hurt people, and the corridor when it fell was like a rotating slide, so the two of them were not injured.

“Damn it?

What the hell is this? The ground is still so sucking people!"

Seeing the slowly healing floor, Fatty Wang felt a layer of cold sweat secreted from behind.

It was too sudden, and the floor suddenly cracked, and people would heal themselves if they fell down, and they would not give anyone a chance to save people.

"Everyone calm down and walk close to the wall.

Find a way to continue, and we will find an opportunity to save people."

He raised his hand and told everyone not to yell. Wu Sansheng made a calm judgment.

Wu Xie: "Uncle San is very calm, but based on my understanding of him, I know that he actually can't handle the situation here now.

The mechanisms in Douli are ever-changing, but still cannot escape artificial design, so we can have traces to follow.

But this time it's different.
To be continued...