From the reaction of a small matter, you can tell whether a person's mind is open or his or her energy is.

Since there is no room for development in terms of talent, it is not obvious yet. However, just from Kalanti's reaction after the explosion of the arsenal, this little girl who looks mixed with the appearance between kindergarten and elementary school is obviously a big deal.

If Luweika is fully responsible for making a magical artifact, it is basically impossible to create it, because the base level of any artifact that is made for this high-level god is at least the sub-artifact. The key is that there are no side effects when used, but it is obvious that people just joined and gave such expensive things, which is somewhat more than in all aspects.

Not to mention the reactions of other veteran cadres of the Demon King City, it is probably that Kalanti dared not accept it himself. As the saying goes, he will not receive any reward without merit. Even if he has never heard of this, human nature will subconsciously reject the fact that a pie falls from the sky.

Luweika couldn't take action, so he had to go on stage, as the first intentioner, but as I said before, no matter what I used to pinch with the rules, I would not explode. Even if Luweika later added a layer of insurance, it would not escape the fate of turning into dust.

So when I patted Kalanti's shoulder, she all over her body, including the crown on her head, the wooden box under her feet, the wide-blade sword in her hand that was scrapped iron, and the one she wore, who had not suffered any attack, had a sound of intact armor completely dissipated between the world with the breeze blowing.

The bare-ass child without figure is naturally not good-looking. If this happened to Diana, she would have never had any shame and fainted immediately with her eyes open. But looking at Kalanti's performance at this time, except for her ugly face, there was no sign of coma at all.

Such a strong spirit is respected, so I took back the cloak that I had thrown to Diana and put it on Caranti. Because of my figure, this cloak was enough to wrap her whole body tightly, but there were cloaks that would be too long to mop the floor, and they were like those who were interested in hiding in the dark alleys, and when the female student passed by, they jumped out and opened the cloak monster.

The bare-ass child was gone, but for some reason, Kalanti still maintained the posture of slashing the sword before. Speaking of which, when the wooden box disappeared just now, she did not fall, but fell vertically like a stone statue. So out of curiosity, I walked up front and reached out to her and waved it twice.

My eyes were probably turning, but there was no other reaction or movement. Out of fun, I reached out and pinched Kalanti's fleshy cheeks. There was a little baby fat on my head, which felt very elastic. However, when someone flattened his mouth, the feeling of pinching it was completely different. It was very hard, comparable to steel. The soft flesh that was originally pulled out could not be squeezed.

I have heard Seno mention that any warrior who breaks the barrier of professionalism can completely control his body, such as the sword that clamps the muscles into the body, which is the foundation. Take it for granted, few women like to train themselves into steel plates. Therefore, many of the strong female orangutans walking on the street and their muscles are still unable to train. On the contrary, those beautiful and beautiful girls are masters. If they really fight, you will hit your fist on someone's usual broken skin, and you may even break yourself.

What I couldn't stand was the guys who were all hung up all over my body. Seeing that I couldn't twist, I took my hand back in anger. Diana followed from behind and asked worriedly: Lord, isn't it okay for Lord Karanti?

It's okay, nothing is wrong, it's so strong that it can kill the bear with one punch.

Diana did not fully accept my words: But Lord Carranti didn't move.

This is the sequelae of liberating the magical artifact. I reached out and patted my head. I said there were no side effects before, but I still praised Haikou. Seeing that Kalanti is now able to blink his eyes, he didn't know what happened: it's not a big deal, it's just a sore muscle. She doesn't move at all now and probably has her whole body numb. We have to carry her back.

Is my muscles sore? Looking at Diana's appearance, I seemed to want to imitate me and go around Kalanti for a few rounds, but I also felt that Yu Li was not good, so I had to hold my curiosity and continue to stand up obediently.

Bulishi, you are optimistic. In order to prove the authenticity of my words, I stretched out my index finger and shook it at Diana, then poked my fingertips behind Kalanti, and slipped from top to bottom.

!!!No words were spoken, but from the rear, you could see that Kalanti was trembling.

The person involved can't explain the level of muscle soreness, but seeing that the legendary powerhouses didn't move at all, I must have felt unpleasant. After looking at Kalanti, I immediately made a judgment that I would not move for two days. Anyway, except for the eyes that I could move, I was just a stone sculpture, and even moved my mouth, so I would sweat a night's sweat, so I didn't have to ask her, and I threw her on Diana's back directly.

It is very rude to let the centaur carry a manned person, but it also depends on the person carrying it. It is not a shame for those who will become their boss in the future, especially those who are still in a difficult state of action, but there is still a hint of melancholy on Diana's face.

The difference between a centaur and an ordinary horse is whether there is a saddle. Secondly, no matter what your wishes, any one who walks around will inevitably have a vibration amplitude. This is not known as torture for a person who is sore and trembles just by being poked by a finger. When he thinks about the distance from this time to the Demon King City, Diana is full of sympathy for Karanti on his back.

What's wrong? Diya is not a good person who hides emotions. It's okay to say when she is on duty. She knows how to pretend to be tense, but now she is in a non-service time. What she thinks is easy to observe. This is also the skill I have developed after staying for a long time with a bunch of ice faces. Compared with the stiff face paralysis and indifference to everything, this kind of expressionless face with too heavy traces is simply too easy to deal with.

Lord, I think this posture is not appropriate. Diana struggled for a while and decided to save the country in a curve, and suggested: Your Excellency Kalanti may fall down along the way.

It makes sense. I nodded suddenly, snapped my fingers, reached out to take off the cloak that was originally covering Kalanti's body, and rubbed her into a temporary cloth rope to fix her on the horse's back. In order to ensure whether it was firm, I deliberately tied a knot. Finally, I took two steps back, checked the results after the labor, and gave a thumbs up with satisfaction: In this way, I don't have to worry about falling down anymore.

Kalanti had difficulty expressing her expression because of her sore muscles, so I decisively regarded the dead fish eyes looking at the sky as my thanks to me.

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Chapter completed!