MTL - My Senior Is Always Salivating After Me!-Chapter 112

The group of scorpions have their origins, and even the scorpions of several demon tribe leaders are mixed in, and the irresponsible niece is thrown here, crying The sound of the door is almost overturned.

Zhong Lie is about to cry.

He didn't deal with such a small scorpion, even he was a demon, it should have been a natural enemies of the demon, but now he has to be a nanny to this group of scorpions, and Zhong Lie sings completely do not know that they open the door to recruit foreign disciples, why? It became like this.

There is only a small blue and a little conscience in the door of the division, and Zhong Lie sings to do everything possible to settle down the group of scorpions and reluctantly let them not cry. Then hurry to find someone who can be the master.

The main door of the four-door door is contemptuous.

He plausibly said: "How can the teacher and the young guys care about this kind of thing, it should be done by your young children."

As for the feast, Xiao Lan did not dare to ask. The second division of the sinister ignorance has never been a secular world, the three divisions brothers... Xiao Lan and Zhong Lie 骸 都 are afraid that the temper tantrum brothers came to the fire, and directly fight with the little scorpions.

The two men face each other and rush to the scorpion.

Lin Su porcelain smashed the machine and was smashed by the scorpion scorpion.

"Little teachers, you are all young, and the relationship between the cub and the cub should be the most appropriate. Go."

Seeing that Zhong Lie and Xiao Lan had to rush over, Wu Lingling threw out Lin Su porcelain without any love.

"Sister??!!!"

Lin Su porcelain can't believe it.

The movement he hid was so obvious that he did not believe that the four divisions could not see that he was hiding!

It can be clearly seen that the four divisions will throw him out... too much!

Yan Lingxi did not hesitate to push Lin Su porcelain out.

Lin Su Porcelain was caught by the bell and the eye.

"Little teacher! Help!"

A large group of small scorpions squatted back and forth in the courtyard of the Sifangmen. They ran around and jumped around. There were some small objects in the yard. Many small scorpions took care of themselves and played back and forth.

Lin Su porcelain couldn't refuse, and changed back to the half-deviled cubs of the three heads. "Touching" and "touching" the nose went up.

"Little porcelain!"

Many of the little nephews who had been practicing together before saw Linsu Porcelain, rushed and shouted in excitement.

A large group of scorpions squatted, and the ground flying on their heads buryed their bodies under the ground. Almost every place in the center of Linsu Porcelain was noisy.

Lin Su porcelain has a headache.

He licked his ear and took out the posture of the younger head in the ice field. He directed the little scorpions to move the little scorpion, and honestly set up three rows in the yard, and brushed and sat.

The things that were turned into "chaos" were also under the command of Lin Su porcelain, and the little nephews honestly put them back.

Lin Su porcelain moved a small donkey and sat opposite them. Facing more than 30 pairs of cubs, he had some headaches.

"How come you?"

The little leopard cat took the lead in answering: "I said let me come over and do disciples!"

"Right, my mother said so!"

A large group of people who stood up straight and did not have a bell from the waist and high waist, said with their fingers, their own big demons forced them over and said that they wanted to follow the doorkeeper well...

Why are you doing it?

A group of little enchantresses looked at each other and just dared to cry and struggle, but they forgot the instructions of the big demon.

The little leopard cat was very clever, and immediately thought of the words that the big demon often said, loudly: "I said, let me follow the doorman!"

There is a standard answer, and the other little ones are rushing to copy the answer: "Right, come and play!"

Effective?

Lin Su porcelain is really awkward. What are these big devils thinking about, and send half a big dice to work? Is this a sincerity?

No, they are a human sect, what is the truth of which?

Even if he is a demon, he can't understand what these big devils are thinking.

But the scorpions were thrown over and they had to be arranged. But before that...

"You... know you know how to do it."

Lin Su porcelain thought about it and decided to ask the little nephews what he is currently having the most headaches.

"Demon?" The little butterfly girl blinked and her hands were sullen. "So?"

"Right right!" Lin Su porcelain shines, "How did you do it?"

"How to do it... It will be born." The little girl "milk" sounds "milk" gas Linsu porcelain chest "plugged in" a knife.

Other nephews also nodded: "Isn't the demonness born with it?"

Lin Su porcelain "舔" "舔" lips. He didn't, he couldn't even open a book.

"In fact, I don't want you to say, I don't have a demon." Lin Su porcelain looked bleak. Half-size, he lowered his ears and twitched his ears. "I was abandoned when I was a child. I didn't learn anything. I don't know what is evil. I can't do this naturally." Will do."

A group of little enchantresses are small partners who have fought side by side with Lin Su porcelain. Their little friends are crying. They are also excited. They stand on the little scorpion and pat their chests: "Small porcelain, rest assured, let us help you. !"

The little enchanters are rushing to say: "Yes, we help you!"

Lin Su porcelain "lu" showed a sly smile: "Thank you."

More than 30 little enchantresses lived in the square door. Their prototypes are not big, and Lin Su porcelain thinks about the relationship between the little scorpions. They have given them two rooms, one for boys and one for girls. Around the room, the Datong shop can accommodate more than a dozen small dice.

The little nephews have never seen such a big shop since childhood, and they are excited to roll around and go back to the original shape. You chase after me and have fun.

The little enchantress said the effect in the mouth, Lin Su porcelain also really let them work.

He has maintained a half-size appearance in the past few days, and along with the little enchanters, learn how to operate the demon in the body.

Feast bai back to see this scene, hesitated, did not become a small scorpion mixed into it, only accompanied on one side every day, watching Lin Su porcelain racking his brain to re-mobilize the body.

The way human beings practice is very different from the way they practice. Lin Su Porcelain came to Sifangmen at full moon. His practice mode was followed by Master's brothers. After so many years, he has been doing according to the model of human practice.

Now he followed a group of little enchanting, began to start again, learning how to mobilize the demon that has always existed in the body.

Fortunately, the little enchantresses are half-large children. Although they can't speak clearly, they are the same age, and the physical condition is similar. They can also help Linsu Porcelain.

Lin Su porcelain spent half a month and finally felt the tempering movement.

The little nephews immediately regarded themselves as teachers of Lin Su porcelain, and they were excited to give Lin Su porcelain the task. What is the third day of the first step, five days to repair the demon.

Lin Su Porcelain checked the practice mode of the demon class, one by one, slid the two most stunned little scorpions and sneaked into the backyard.

When Lin Su porcelain was able to free luck, he returned to the library.

The book was still quiet and there. Lin Su porcelain went in, took the book, took a deep breath, solemnly transported the demon power, wrapped a thin layer of demon in the palm of his hand, opened the cover.

This time, he opened the page with ease.

Still not waiting for Lin Su Porcelain, a demon in the book page is coming!

"what!!!"

Lin Su porcelain eyes tingling, closing his eyes, his eyes changed the scene.

Lin Su porcelain, which should have stood in the library, is full of flying sand, yellow smoke, and the sound of bells in the distance.

He raised his sleeves to cover his eyes, and he did not let the wind and sand "eyes".

The cold wind blew on him, it was a bitter pain.

Lin Su porcelain face "color" slightly changed.

"kill him."

Lin Su porcelain sounded a voice suddenly, cold, without a trace of emotion.

There was some embarrassment in front of him, and there were several figures in the sky and yellow sand.

"Can't kill him! He is our hope!"

This is a woman's crying, and the earrings let Lin Su porcelain hold her ears. However, it is completely impossible to block the penetration of the sound.

Lin Su porcelain frowned, biting his lower lip and endured the pain.

How is this going?

He was blindfolded and saw that he was in a sand sea. The figures in the distance were constantly intertwined, pushed away, and rushed up. It seems that there is a struggle, or what is unnecessary resistance.

"Hey!"

This is a hoarse voice, full of regrets!

Lin Su Porcelain trembled, his chest seemed to be "plugged in" by a knife, and the stinging pain made him feel cold.

wrong!

The state here is too wrong!

Lin Su Porcelain quickly pinched himself, and the backhand wanted to lick the mustard, but "touched" it.

There is nothing on his finger.

The pain of Lin Su porcelain heart gradually disappeared, and the hoarse voice in the distance shouted in the sky. The voice is full of anger, remorse, and resentment.

Behind the faint sand curtain covered by the yellow sand, a killing was launched.

The figure of the human form suddenly became bigger, and the huge demon body seemed to writh the body, the earth trembled, the sky was covered with clouds, and the rain poured.

And those figures began to run.

Run towards the location of Lin Su porcelain.

Lin Su porcelain wanted to lift his feet and let him go, but he found that his feet were deep and underneath, and he couldn’t move.

He moved anxiously, twisted his eyebrows, and looked at the rapid approach of the few people.

"He is crazy! He really is the son of that madman, the blood of the madman has been inherited by him!"

"I blame you, why do you want to kill it! If you don't die, he will definitely not be stimulated!"

The people turned back to their original shape while running, and they were still blaming each other.

Close to the body, Lin Su porcelain can see clearly, it is a wing tiger, a huge scorpion, and a skeleton.

Behind them, the demon chased out.

Lin Su porcelain trembled in his heart.

Hey, the demon of the scorpion, the madman... the battle in the yellow sand.

How is this a bit like the cover of the book, the division breaks the battle?

Not waiting for Lin Su Porcelain to continue to think about it, the few demons have already ran past his position, and the big demon behind him rolled up like a wind, and went straight through the body of Lin Su porcelain and chased it up.

Lin Su Porcelain closed his eyes in an instant, and his heart jumped to the eyes of the blind man.

Half-sounding, the big demons once again launched a battle that was intertwined.

Lin Su porcelain changed direction, clearly saw that one, can be said to be a unilateral abuse | kill scene.

Not long after, there were a few more demon bodies on the ground.

In the heavy rain, the demon re-formed into a human form, step by step toward the road that came, and squatted down, and picked up a small body.

咚, 咚, 咚...

Lin Su porcelain had a flower in front of him, and he lost weight. In the next moment, there was a high stack of bookshelves in the library.

Lin Su porcelain gasped and gasped, sweating all over his body. He held the bookshelf and looked down at the book in his hand. On the page that opened, the inscription was the death of the butterfly.

This is the retrospective that was pulled into the book?

Lin Su porcelain's heartbeat was so fast that he tightened the book, and before he responded, his body's Dantian was quietly changed.

Lin Su porcelain only felt that his body was hot and dizzy. He just wanted to move, and he immediately slammed it to the ground.