The other girls showed disgusting expressions.

To solve metabolism in the wild, you have to protect it and you must get very close. Wouldn't that smell the sisters' poop?

Not happy.

Which of these rich and beautiful girls does not have a little obsession with cleanliness!

"Smelling a little bit is better than being directly used by someone to use a hot and sharp dagger when you are squatting."

When the girls thought of the miserable scene, they immediately felt a chill creeping up the back of their heads along their tail ridges.

Goosebumps all over my body.

OK...if it's a little stinky.

Roland teleported back to the cellar and smiled proudly.

The feeling of running away from the "Thousand" with this cold light strike is so good.

No wonder so many people are in the assassin's sneaky profession.

It turns out that there is really a strange feeling of pleasure.

Under normal circumstances, teleportation will produce magic fluctuations.

Anyone who knows some magic can feel it.

But the problem is that there are too many summoning objects here, and all of them are magic aggregate projectors.

In other words, there are magic sources with different fluctuations running around everywhere. The magic fluctuation generated by Roland's teleportation technique is like a small wave in the sea tide, not conspicuous at all. It is even regarded as a part of the magic wave of the summoned object.

When the gay friends saw Roland's proud expression, they asked him in a low voice what had just happened.

Roland smiled and whispered: "I just stabbed a summoning girl to death."

Everyone opened their mouths wide.

Li Lin stared at Roland's abdomen in a daze, and said in a terrified tone and expression: "You are so fast!"
Chapter completed!