Chapter 64 Tokyo Magic Array 4

"Fain!"

Ono Santang drank the truth and toss the white robe in his hand, like a white cloud covering the dark cloud transformed by the middle-aged mixed-race mage's rune. Immediately, his hands were printed up, just above the huge palms patted.

Then he heard a bang, and the huge palm was torn apart, which made the mage of the mirror scream and withdrew his hand from the mirror. The flesh and blood of the whole palm of the hand was blurred. Four of the five fingers were missing, and the remaining little fingers were broken, only relying on the flesh and flesh to the palm of the hand.

Lightning hit the white robe, smashed the white robe to pieces, and ran to Ono Santang.

The burning palms of the female mage fell on the back of Ono Santang.

"Binger!"

Ono Santang drank the second truth, and his body showed a piece of metal light flashed. Lightning shot from time to time, right in the chest. In the crackling sound, Ono Santang was like a super-large watt electric light bulb, shining all over, and the electric current overflowed. The female mage who had not had time to withdraw her palm was trembling all over by electricity. The flame of the palm of his hand involuntarily rushed along his arm to his shoulder.

The middle-aged mixed-race mage exclaimed, flashed his body, and stretched out his hands into the dark cloud method. The dark clouds were divided into two groups and wrapped tightly around his fists, hitting the head of Ono Santang.

"Fight!"

Ono Santang San drank the truth and retreated fiercely. He bumped into the arms of the female mage and pulled off the female mage's bra with his backhand, like a soft whip to the middle-aged mixed-race mage. The middle-aged mixed-race mage seemed extremely taboo about the bra. His face changed greatly, and he suddenly retreated. However, as soon as he retreated, fragments of white robes that had not yet fallen in the air suddenly gathered quickly, turning into a snake-like long rope wrapped around the middle-aged mixed-race mage, and tied him tightly from head toe. The middle-aged mixed-race mage staggered, fell on his back to the sky, and fell to the ground, but he was unwilling to be captured like this. He competed with his arms and shouted loudly, breaking the white rope inch by inch. But as soon as he broke free from the shackles of the white rope, Ono Santang had thrown the bra over and fell on the middle-aged mixed-race mage's head, and suddenly turned into a black flame, clinging to the top of the middle-aged mage's head. The middle-aged mixed-race mage roared and reached out to wipe the black flame above his head.

"Those!"

Ono Santang drank the fourth word truth again. He just stopped twitching behind him. The female mage who was about to sneak up suddenly stiffened and couldn't move. Ono Santang pulled off her bottom * trousers with his backhand and threw them on the top of the middle-aged mixed-race mage's head. As soon as the underwear fell, it exploded with a bang, as if he had thrown a grenade on the head of a middle-aged mixed-race mage. The middle-aged mixed-race mage screamed, and the blood rushed out like a fountain along his mouth and nose, and his face turned pale. Ono Santang smiled, held the stiff female mage in his arms, pinched her fiercely on her towering snow peak, and said, "It's elastic!"

The middle-aged mixed-race mage said angrily, "Zhang Louis, you are so despicable. Fight with me openly. What a hero with this kind of method!" Not necessarily a word, and several mouthfuls of blood spewed out.

Ono Santang smiled proudly and said, "In those years, I told your father that your Wulei Zhengfa was vulnerable and useless. I think he didn't take it to heart. A spell can actually avoid women's close-fitting clothes. No matter how powerful it is, it's just a matter of a bra! Fighting is not a matter of family. When you live or die, you will naturally use all kinds of means. What do you mean to be open and upright? Have you just come out of kindergarten? I can't believe that there is such a thing as aboveboard in the world!" After saying that, he glanced at the mirror mage, "Hey, do you want to try again?" The mirror mage was still holding his palm and screamed there. Hearing Ono Santang's inquiry, he was so scared that he trembled and shook his head quickly. "Don't dare, don't dare. How dare I do it with you? It was just a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

"It's a mistake!" Ono Santang suddenly became angry, "I worked hard in Japan. I finally opened the situation. Those immortals sent you to pick peaches and fucking put on airs with me! You are the fucking assholes. You are so angry with me! Believe it or not, I will kill you now. Those old people don't want to fart, and they don't dare to pull too much shit!"

"You dare not kill me!" The female mage screamed, "My father is a big elder. If you dare to kill me, he will definitely smash you and your concuy!"

"Yes, you are the daughter of the elder. Oh, I almost forgot." Ono Santang looked at Xiaoye with a panicked face. "What should I do? I have offended the elder's daughter, and I will definitely die ugly."

When the female mage saw Ono Santang's performance, she was greatly relieved and said with a strong smile, "As long as you let us go, I will definitely not talk to my father about this matter. You are a great meritorious official in the meeting, and no one will embarrass you!"

Ono Santang shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, look, the three of them are going to eat me. As soon as they go back, they will definitely tell what happened today, and they will definitely send masters to kill me at that time."

The female mage hurriedly said, "No, if you don't believe us, we can swear poison in front of our ancestors. As long as we get out of here, we will forget everything that just happened and will never mention anything else!"

"It's a good idea to swear in front of my grandfather."

Ono Santang touched his chin, looked at the female mage, and kept looking at the surface of her ** body. She deliberately stayed in the private place for a moment. The female mage was ashamed and annoyed. He secretly swore in his heart that as long as she could escape today, she must let this son of a bitch die!

"However, I have a better idea!" Ono Santang suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it on the private part of the female mage, and the middle finger was fiercely buckled in. The female mage screamed and twisted her body in horror. "There are four irons between men, one of which is the friendship of whoring. If I have this friendship between the three of them, they will be embarrassed to talk about my bad. Isn't that right?" He smiled at the three mages and said, "You are with such a hot girl every day. You must have wanted to have had her for a long time, right? This little girl is so coquettish. She must be very energetic and wants to be done! Now, I give you a chance to satisfy each other's wishes. Each of you is here to do her once, and I'll let you go! How about it!"

The female mage turned pale with fear and shouted, "Zhang Louis, you son of a bitch, if you dare to touch me, I swear that I will make you die!"

"I hate talkative women and bald old men!"

Ono Santang stretched out a little finger on the female mage's lips. Her lips suddenly seemed to be glued, and she could no longer be separated. She could only make a sound, and her beautiful blue eyes were full of anger.

"I'll set an example for you first,"

Ono Santang untied his trousers, showed the red guy who had been tall for a long time, and threw the female mage into the air, making a spell certain. The female mage hung in the air, with her limbs wide open, and the wonderful place appeared. Ono Santang walked over, straightened her posture, and stabbed the murder weapon at the peach blossom source between the dense grass. The two snorted at the same time. The female mage twisted her body in pain, but Ono shouted in surprise, "I'm still a virgin. I made a lot of money. It's not so easy to be a virgin these days!" By the way, by the way, you are the daughter of the big elder. What you practice must be his life-robbing skill. Before Dacheng, you must keep your virginity. You must be so coquettish. You must feel very uncomfortable. I'll make you have a good time today!" She straightened her buttocks vigorously, hit it hard, and made a crisp sound. At the beginning, the female mage could still twist her body and struggle, but after half an hour, she could no longer move. Her body was powerless to twitch, her eyes turned white, and she kept emiting violent stimulation. Ono Santang moved so violently for an hour before he slowly stopped. He withdrew from the female mage's body and brought out a cloudy blood, with sticky white liquid in between. The female mage was sweating all over, her shame was red and swollen like a bowl, her breath was dying, and half of her life was gone.

"It's fucking cool!" Ono Santang picked up his trousers and glanced at the three mages. Although he had been doing what he loved just now, he could see clearly the performance of the three mages. The bald mage's eyes were red, and he kept staring at him fiercely, but he didn't look at the seductive and beautiful body of the female mage. The middle-aged mixed-race mage closed his eyes and his face was full of pain. And the mirror mage lowered his head, but looked up and peeped from time to time. Ono Santang knew it and said to the bald mage, "Although I hate the bald old man the most, I don't think that you were the first to be beaten just now. This time it will make you cheaper. You go first!" The bald mage spat on the ground fiercely, "I pooh! Zhang Louis, if you have the guts, you can kill me, otherwise I will definitely make your evil deeds public and let all the elders recognize your true face..."

Ono Santang walked to the bald mage, looked at him with a smile, and said, "It's really annoying. Let you enjoy it. Why don't you appreciate it!" A slap on the bald mage's head, smashing a big big head, the red and white spray made him all over his face, and the smelly smelled all over the room. He rubbed his hand against the bald mage, turned around and walked to the middle-aged mixed-race mage lying on the ground. He half squatted down and said, "Then you come first. In fact, I used to admired you very much. You are still my idol."

The middle-aged mixed-race mage chief sighed, "You kill me. I will be under strict precepts. How can there be a scum like you!"

"Whatever you want!" Ono Santang's palms were like a knife, and he suddenly inserted it into the heart of the middle-aged mixed-race mage. He immediately pulled it out and dug out a beating heart. He smiled at Xiao Ye, who had been quietly watching, "Here you are, this is your favorite thing." He threw it out casually, and the heart fell into Xiao Ye's hand with dripping blood. Xiaoye looked at it carefully, took it from his nose and smelled it again. He smiled and said, "Sure enough, this kind of mage's heart tastes the best." He raised it to his mouth and ate it with a small bite. She eats elegantly, and she is by no means like the legendary heart-eating monster or villain, and she is covered with blood.

Ono Santang finally walked to the mirror mage.

The mirror mage was so scared that his legs trembled. His whole body was sifted, and his face was full of color. Seeing Ono Santang coming over, he didn't wait for him to speak. He had already ploped and sat on the ground and said in a trembling voice, "No, no!"

"What don't you want?" Ono Santang looked surprised and suddenly realized. He looked at the mirror mage with admiration, "I know. You would rather die than kill her, wouldn't you? What a good man. I admire a good man like you most. Don't worry, I will never let you die happily. That doesn't show your heroism. I have to make you suffer for one hundred or eighty days. Hey, I learned a spell from the old monk in the Zhenyan Sect, which can summon the fierce ghosts of hell. Among them is a kind of evil spirit from the sword blade hell. He likes to torture people most. Two ghosts use knives at the same time and cut a hundred knives a day, which can be cut for a full month until the flesh and blood of your whole body is cut into meat stuffing. This heart, liver and so on are in the skeleton. Hanging up can also ensure that you don't die and be sober..."

"I, I don't want to die!" The mirror mage cried loudly and burst into tears.

"Huh? I don't want to die. It's really a waste of money for you to think about such a good way to die. Why don't you think about it again and die?

"No, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

"I don't want to die. Then go and do it to her. It's very cool. I tried it myself before I recommended it to you. I promise to be first-class!"

"No, no, I can't!"

"Ah, I don't want to have sex with her. That's great. I'll call the hell out."

"No, no, I want to have sex with her, but I can't. I can't stand it!"

"Really? Take off your trousers and show me!"

It was important for the mirror mage to live, and he didn't care about shame. He quickly took off his trousers and showed his bare buttocks. The thing in his crotch was really softly hanging down, without any intention of being strong.

"Damn, let you watch the live A-ray show for free. You can't stand it up. Are you a fucking eunuch? There are too many eunuchs these days, so I can't be guarded!"

Ono Santang cursed and slapped the mirror mage fiercely, so that the mirror mage did not dare to show a trace of anger. He covered half of his red and swollen face and explained subtly, "I'm not a eunuch, I'm just too nervous, too nervous..."

"What a fucking trouble! Forget it, I'm a good person to do it to the end. Let me help you!"

Ono Santang snorted angrily, pinched a fingerprint, and shouted "the person". In the vibration of the magic sound, the thing of the mirror mage immediately raised his head like a poisonous snake. He got up so suddenly and expanded so quickly that the mage couldn't help humming with pain. He covered his hands and rubbed it constantly. It was not until he saw Ono Santang's impatient face that he quickly ran to the female mage and stabbed the gun in.

********I'm the dividing line that is restoring health *********

It's much better. I don't have a fever today. Although it's still uncomfortable, all the signs indicate that the cold is getting better.