Garen looked at the two light spots floating in front of him and hesitated for a moment. These two light spots were not entities, but the manifestation of two parts of knowledge in his mind.
Last time he was lucky enough to fuse powerful evil skills, but he can't be so lucky every time.
He concentrated for a moment, then stretched out his hand and touched the ice blue seeds.
The moment his fingers touched the ice blue seeds, a familiar Miwu graphic image suddenly appeared in the attribute column in Garen's field of vision. It was a giant ice sculpture bird fluttering its wings and about to fly. Its feathers
Elegant and charming, with countless white chills lingering all over the body, like a mythical ice and snow phoenix.
‘The unnamed secret martial arts: the first level entry (the secret martial arts born with cold attributes, four levels in total.)’
Garen's expression was normal, but he felt a little chill in his body circulate inside his body, and then radiated countless terrifying amounts of ice-blue cold air threads. These threads were connected to his skin and internal organs, forming a huge and complex network.
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As if he was familiar with the road, with a body that had been transformed by soul seeds since he was a child, and with terrifyingly powerful physical attributes, Garen was admitted almost instantly, and the difficulties of consciousness and thought in the Secret Martial Arts of Life were not difficult for him at all.
'You actually changed your cultivation!' Hesas shouted, 'You are still a living secret martial artist!'
The Demonic Killing Technique was quickly being counteracted by the Secret Martial Arts of Life. Originally, the Demonic Killing Technique was supposed to devour the Secret Martial Arts of Life. However, under the suppression of Supervisor Garen's consciousness, its devouring instinct was completely controlled, and it could only let those with cold attributes
The secret weapon of life slowly devours and digests it.
Because the originally cultivated magic power physique has reached a high level, the most basic part of the transfer to the Secret Martial Arts of the Cultivator can be passed almost instantly. However, later on, you need to slowly polish it and transform the differences in your own physique.
'You are really crazy! Do you know how long it will take you to repair your current level of strength? You have abolished the magic power, and the higher the level of the secret martial arts of life, the less vitality is stored in the arm, and the seven stars you can open
The weaker the secret technique becomes! Your overall strength will become weaker and weaker! You are seeking your own death!' Hesas shouted, trying to reverse Garen's decision.
"I don't need impure things." Garen replied calmly. The replenishment of vitality is indeed an ability that helps him with the secret method of seven-star life-pointing secret points, but this does not stop his determination to modify. Hesas's magic power
There are definitely hidden traps that no one knows about.
Instead of continuing on such a path, it is better to rebuild it and take a gamble that he can find more cultural relic potential points before Nadia arrives. Anyway, even with his original strength, he can't beat Nadia.
His path is becoming more and more complicated. It is better to just stay on one path.
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"There haven't been any replies from Galleons recently." Jason was helping Tris adjust the eggs in a bored manner, and the egg beater was vigorously stirring in the large bowl.
"You are already in your twenties! You don't even have a girlfriend, and now I have to worry about your life-long events." Therese stood busy in the kitchen. He planned to make an egg yolk pie, but unfortunately
What's wrong is that I always feel like something is wrong with the steps.
Jason stood at the door of the kitchen and handed over the prepared egg bowl.
"My little sister is the same. Ever since she entered puberty, she has started to show less and less respect for my brother." He looked bored.
"That's because you did something wrong, right?" Therese didn't have time to pay attention to her son's inner struggle, "Adolescent children are always rebellious, but compared to these, I care more about when you go to school. At this time
Your university should have started, right?"
"Who knows? I'm not interested in going to college right now." Jason said tangledly.
"This is not something you are interested in..." Therese turned around with a gloomy look on her face, "If you dare not go to school, I will call Galen immediately and ask Gallon to come back. You understand. Remember that you were twenty years old?"
How did you get beaten up by Garen and cry?"
Jason flexed the muscles in his arms.
"You can scream. I'm not afraid of him anymore." He looked at the bulge on his arm with satisfaction, "I'm already 100 kilograms now, look at my flesh." He tried his best to make movements like a bodybuilder, trying to
Promote his strong muscles.
"Oh my God." Therese didn't know how to evaluate this eldest son. Neither she nor Emma liked muscles. How could they give birth to a son who only cared about muscles.
"By the way, did you know that the house on the edge of the town was on fire?" Therese asked. "I heard that someone saw Aisharo and her sisters near that house."
"No, I was with them that day. We were swimming at the beach. How could we go to the place where there was a fire?" Jason replied blankly.
"No, it's okay. The police chief has come over to investigate and inquire. People from the city's police station have also come over to patrol. They are preparing to take some actions, but I believe that Aishaluo and his sisters will not do such a thing as arson. They have no such intention.
Motive. I will talk to Councilman John, and we cannot arbitrarily accuse a completely innocent citizen."
Therese said a few words casually.
"Oh," Jason responded seemingly indifferently, but a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. "I went to watch the replay of today's game. It's Battlefield Tank Cannon! You can't miss it!"
"Go ahead, go ahead." Therese was completely speechless about her son.
Jason chuckled, wearing a tight black T-shirt and jeans, trotted back to his room, slammed the door, and quickly turned up the computer volume so loudly that the sound of the game suddenly rang.
Gently opening the curtains, Jason looked at the window of another house in the distance opposite.
The house was all white, and the curtains on the second floor window facing here were also gently lifted, revealing the face of a cute red-haired girl, Alisha.
Jason stretched out his index finger and thumb and made an OK gesture.
Over there, Alisha's little face suddenly showed a look of joy, she nodded gratefully to Jason, and then lowered the curtains.
After a while, Jason's phone vibrated, and he rushed over, picked up the phone and turned on the display.
A text message was sent, it was from Alisha.
'The photos have been sent to your email. Believe me, they are absolutely sexy. They were all taken secretly by me while my sister was changing clothes.'
‘Thank you so much!!!’ Jason was elated. He quickly sent a reply. He picked up his laptop and opened the mailbox. Sure enough, he saw a large-capacity email listed.
‘Want something more exciting?’ Alisha sent another text message.
‘I want to!’ Jason replied decisively. He almost hugged the phone, as if it was the most precious treasure.
'As long as you do me one more favor...'
'You said! As long as I can do it, I will never be sloppy!' Jason clicked on the computer email and browsed for a while, and then transferred the photos inside to an extremely secret folder with great skill and quickly renamed it.
For: Aisha Luo - Uncensored. Then a man sat on the edge with a lewd smile on his face.
‘Help me get the latest photos of Brother Garen. Just the latest ones, don’t use the old photos to top up the number. Several of the photos you gave me last time were old photos.’ Alisha was very dissatisfied.
'But he hasn't come back recently. There's nothing I can do.'
‘Aren’t your hacking skills very good? Take more pictures.’
Jason thought for a moment, quickly opened a secret file, compressed the contents into one file, and sent it directly.
In another room, Alisha received the file with the same lewd smile. He browsed it quickly, then directly transferred the photo to a private folder and renamed it: Gallon-Uncoded HD.
"Hehehe..." Alisha snickered with satisfaction.
"Alyssa! What are you doing? Help me bring the bath water." Aishaluo's voice came from the bathroom.
"Okay!" Arisa quickly returned to the pure and innocent lady's temperament, straightened her appearance, and ran directly towards the bathroom.
This trouble can be solved completely by using a few slightly revealing photos of her sister. Alisha is so smart. She can also get the latest updated high-definition sexy photos of Brother Garen.
The process was absolutely perfect!
Aisharo let the water wash away from his body, closed his eyes, and stood in the bathroom.
Since the last battle with the vampire named Lars, she has suffered some troublesome injuries. She does not have the same recovery power as the vampire. It has taken more than a month to recover from her injuries and she has barely returned to normal.
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She didn't want to get involved in such a troublesome thing. Originally, she just wanted to help Mr. Preeto with a small thing and transfer everything to the vampires who came to take care of it. Then the sisters could completely return to their original ways.
Live peacefully.
But contrary to expectations, instead of calming down, the matter escalated. Especially after the battle with Lars, she was deeply involved.
In this month, she has encountered three consecutive sneak attacks by vampires. These vampires are like cannon fodder, constantly interfering with her rest and recovery. According to the news from Prito, these vampires are all Lars
Sent. He fended off the intervention of other vampires. It seemed that he was too embarrassed to be injured by a mortal, so he declared that he would deal with them alone to save face.
The disadvantage of this is that if Lars is serious, he is a real low-level vampire and the person in charge of the region. If he is serious, the consequences will be very troublesome. He may use any means to achieve his goal.
The good thing is that the intervention of other vampires was blocked by Lars in disguise.
Lars will be back soon. Aisharo understands this fact.
Standing in the hot shower, she unconsciously raised her right hand, with her palm like a blade, and with a silent stroke, she actually made a clear gap in the surrounding water mist.
"Since you can't escape, let's come." Her eyes cleared up from fatigue.
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Bang bang bang.
Amidst the rhythmic knocking on the door, the door of the white villa opened with a click, revealing the face of a pretty girl inside.
"Please come in, the master is in the study on the second floor." The girl in a white maid uniform said to the visitor in a low voice.
Hossiman walked into the villa with a calm face. Two bodyguards, one male and one female, behind him wanted to follow, but he stopped them with one hand.
"You stay outside."
The two of them paused when they heard this, and stood at the door with their heads slightly lowered.
Hossiman walked into the lobby on the first floor. His figure became more and more strong and well-proportioned. He was two meters tall. Even his clothes could not hide the muscles on his body. His lines were sharp and angular, and his hair was combed back one by one like barbs.
He got up, wearing a suit and leather shoes, the suit was slightly purple-black, and the black shirt was slightly open, revealing an amethyst necklace pendant on his chest.