"Ahh… ugh…! "
I look familiar with pressing on the top, but I wonder if I'm not familiar with pressing on the bottom. Well, I'm sure he's never been in that position. You can't keep your pace, can you? Azin hugs himself and swallows a smile as he looks at the scent of black snow exhaling. But I couldn't stay relaxed like that. I was about to retreat to the end that had already approached many times. He was finite and likely to explode.
But it hasn't been that long, but it can't explode for nothing. If you have drawn your sword, you must cut through the radish. Azin chewed his tongue out while constraining the feeling of coming up from his toes. The agony awakened me to some degree. Deep and hard, he shot his waist.
"Ow!"
Yeah, I heard something. The flesh slammed together and the bones and bones clashed together. No matter how deep the end may be, to be precise, the smell of raw snow was not very deep. The pain on the hard wall, which you feel at the end, slowly rubs down with your lower back. Her skin slips as if it were greased.
"Ah, ah, ah..."
Rub it in, roll it. Do not spread the distance widely with the sieve touching the tip. The black snow scent twitched my lips and turned my back. Azin reaches out and grabs hold of the Raw Snow hair while he breathes. The feeling of being pulled from the crown, it was a strange pleasure. Azin opens his mouth wide and bites at the ears of Raw Snow. Suck, lick, chew. I asked her as hard as I could, but the burning body of Raw Snow took them all for pleasure. The black snow sighs madly and exhales hot and sweet to his ears.
"Inside."
After hitting my lips from the ear of the black snow scent, Ajin was exhausted. I felt a trembling sensation of raw snow.
"You said you didn't want my trifles, Master. I can't help it if I don't want to. I'll force it to swell. "
"Now, wait a minute."
The frightening smell of black snow pushes him away, but he opens his mouth and swallows it. The words he was about to say were stuck in Azin's lips and floated around in his mouth. Boom, boom. The violent downward posture stirs the arm with the smell of Raw Snow. The groaning comes across Azin's mouth.
And Ajin begged. The desire to endure several times exploded. It was long, and a lot. The black snow scent was so abundant, I trembled with the hot senses that I stretched my legs. Her body twitches and her flesh twitches. Azin smiles, looking at the dazed face of Raw Snow. He pulls her out of the limp pitch like a powered appliance and flips her over.
"I'll do it a few times. Master."
There's still plenty of time.
*
The tobacco that smelled like black snow was very strong. Azin coughs with a heavy smoke that fills his lungs. He grimaces as he spits.
"Your lungs are rotting. "
As he said so, he handed the cigarette to the limp black snowflake beside him. The black snow scent that was slapping on the bed, when Azin passed the cigarette mat, he received it with a helpless hand.
"Son of a bitch. "
Your sweaty hair and your red face won't go away. The scent of Raw Snow opened its cloudy eyes and stared at Azin.
"I can't believe you made all the contributions you wanted! "
"Isn't Master nice too? "
Azin rises up, smiling bloody. He twists his shackles in place, tapping his stiff waist. I was worried that I wouldn't run out of stamina, but fortunately, my stamina was fine. Azin was grateful to Sazam First for his lack of vitality. But I couldn't help but get a little tired.
"I'm going to have a weather breakfast, so please stand guard. "
"Bastard..! "
As I listened to the blasphemy spit, the pain closed my eyes. Immediately, I learned the art of blood flow. From the blood flow method, it was possible to move the body, but to have a proper effect, it is also better to turn the scaffolding and have a weather breakfast. The internal air of the disconnect that occurs according to the sinus flows along the carotid artery. The martial arts law is rough. It runs in the air like an explosive gushing river. However, as he received the Marathon Law, the widened veins familiarized themselves with it and led him along the way.
"Phew."
After finishing his weather breakfast, he opened his eyes, choosing his breath.
Nickname: Azin
Title: None
Level: 22
Health: 13000/13000
Magic Power: None
MP: 11700/11700
Internal air: 31000/31000
Hemocardiography: 5 stars (47%)
Energy Drain: LV: 26 (11%)
Thousand Horse Maker
Thousand Star Bombardment (44%)
Thousand Maestro Ceiling 3-Star (38%)
CheonMa Welcome Information 3-Star (51%)
Thousand Mast Steel 2-Star (33%)
Asin nods, checking his condition. Then I immediately got up. We're supposed to meet Daisy's party at 6: 00. I didn't want to be late. The smell of raw snow, who was sitting in his clothes and smoking cigarettes, he said while looking at the pain.
"Are you leaving? "
"We're going after Valkun. "
In Azin's answer, the smell of Raw Snow kicked his tongue and nodded his head. My body was still sore, and I still had a sticky, overwhelming sensation in my lower half. She claps her hot groin and mutters.
"You said it yourself. Today, I'm going after Valkun. I'm gonna get that neck.... I'll be waiting. "
"It'll be night when you get back. "
"I'll be asleep. Wake me up. "
"Be kind or be rough? "
Ajin smiled and asked while wearing the clothes that had been undressed. The smell of Raw Snow distorted his face and threw a pillow at Ajin.
"Get out of here, you little shit! "
I can't help but congratulate you. Azin shrugs and bows his head to the smell of raw snow.
"Later, then. "
"Get lost!"
After being accompanied like that, Ajin left the house with the smell of raw snow. The sun is not yet set. Azin heads to the fountain while checking the time.
A little earlier than promised, Daisy's party was waiting for him there. From afar, it was not difficult to see that they were nervous and nervous. Daisy, who stands and kicks the ground for no reason, stands and clenches her fists to the bloody gutter. Lina bows her head with her wand in her chest. Looking at it, Ajin swallowed a bursting sigh.
"You're here early. "
Azin approaches them, saying. Daisy looks up at the sky dazed with fury.
"Oh, brother. "
"Let's move on. "
Azin glances around and says, The start of the Raid is at 8: 00. There were still two hours left, but there were quite a lot of players in the square. They all looked alike. There were all sorts of races, from black to white to golden. Of course, that skin color may not be its original skin color, but for the slow onset of azine, I had never seen so many players in the square before. They would stop by the shops and pick up what they needed, or they would get together and chat. I couldn't hear the contents of the conversation, but when I saw the face or smiling face above, everyone seemed to be very excited.
'Idiots. '
Ajin laughed at them with an honest heart. Asin opens his mouth as he pulls Daisy's party out of the square.
"What about the storm?"
"I know you're not here yet. "
The answer was the sewer. Azin nods. But you're still the commander and you're willing to take the weight. Well, it doesn't matter. Azin twists his lips and smiles.
"How many confirmed? "
"140."
Daisy answered. That's a fair estimate. 140 out of 1500. This means that over 1300 boss monsters in the wild can't be played at a level that doesn't care about them. Instead of attending events like this, everyone will be sure to take advantage of me and grow up.
'Wise.'
You don't want to waste your time risking a death penalty for questioning whether you can pick up the Congo properly. At least he's got his head stuck in it. If you think about the competition in the future, you can say 1300.
"... what are you going to do? "
Beyond the grasslands, Daisy asks as she enters the rushing forest. Asin turns his head and looks at her, smiling heavily.
"What?"
".. yesterday, you didn't tell me exactly what to do. You said you'd be a fisherman. What are you going to do? "
"It's nothing. "
Ajin chuckles. At this point, Daisy quickly asked, feeling overwhelmed.
"What doesn't matter? You told me to trust you. If you say it like that, the right way..."
"Behind you. "
Azin said as if it wasn't a big deal. The words silence Daisy.
"If the five of us challenge Valkun right now, it's Dog Death. So we don't run into Valkun. Instead, we wait. Those idiots are going to Valkun. Kill all the blocking wolf pups and head to the lake where Valkun is and wait for him to attack. Of course they're all gonna die. Valkun will kill them all. No, maybe those bastards are trying to drive Valkun to his death. "
I had enough variables in mind. I included that there might be more players than I thought, and I also used the quality of the players that were gathered as a variable. The storm is stronger than I thought, and I thought there might be a ranker coming later. Maybe there's a dog with the same idea as you.
"Either way. I'd like to see those bastards killed by the Valkun. Even if Valkun is a monster, he will tire of killing 140 people, and then we will catch a weary Valkun. Or maybe those bastards will kill Balcoin. That way, we can break in and kill them and kill Valkun. "
"... kill the player? "
Lina stutters and asks. Asin nodded loudly to the question.
"It can't be that bad, right? It's a game anyway. It doesn't matter if they're flutes or NPCs. Players are resurrected in four hours when they die and NPCs are no longer human. Lina?"
Along the way, Azin calls out to Lina. As he calls to himself, Lina looks at the pain, shaking her flawed shoulders.
"What do you do when a stone hits your foot on the road? "
"That's..."
"Kick it. If it's deep in the ground, of course, I'll just go back. But if it's not stuck, it's kicking. Doesn't it feel good to see a stone flying away? "
Azin smiles brightly at Lina.
"This is the same thing. Those guys are rocks. A stone that flies when it's kicked. "
Ajin approaches Lina and taps her shoulder. He turns his head and looks at the sewer and Daisy, unable to say Moore.
"Throw away your useless morality. You're a coward? What should I do? You can finally get what you want. We kill Valkun, we leave this forest. Head for the blue-volcano cliff at Ingo. "
"What do I do after that? "
Daisy groans and shouts.
"The opponent is a player! And thunderstorms are rankers...! We hit our backs, and the angry players..."
"What's changing? You're afraid of getting insulted at us on the bulletin board? Are you afraid of all kinds of insults and vengeance and rushing in? Listen, Daisy. It's a game, First, online RPG. An unfriendly fucking game for the user. "
Ajin opened his inventory. He handed the mask to Daisy and Haguro. It was a mask that I bought a cloth from a general goods store and drilled roughly only eyeholes and breathing holes.