Of course, there's no way there could be any damage reflection armor.
In some accessible games, such as Honor of Kings or League of Legends, similar treasures do exist.
But that's reality. How could someone be cut in two and still survive?
No! She chopped Fang Zong into at least seven or eight pieces!
Nakamura Sakura couldn't understand it at all, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on her forehead: "What kind of treasure do you have?"
Fang Zong flicked his finger: "Again, my treasure is broken."
Sakura Nakamura glared decisively: "Get lost!"
Suddenly, the Japanese sword slashed upwards, cutting a crack in the ceiling.
It was just a very small crack, but as Nakamura Sakura followed the knife, it became thinner than a piece of paper and pierced through the ceiling.
Fang Zong was startled and immediately derailed, crashing through the ceiling like a flying tank, only to see Nakamura Sakura's shadow gradually disappearing.
Sakura Nakamura has gone out!
I exited through the entrance/exit of the women's restroom!
Meanwhile, Wang Qiang and his group were still waiting in the women's restroom!
Even if Fang Zong thought about it with his backside, he felt that Wang Qiang, the girl with colored glasses, and the girl with contact lenses were all doomed. He decided to give it his all and hurriedly followed them out.
I had just peeked half my head out of the mirror when I was greeted by a shower of cherry blossoms!
"Ding Dang! Congratulations to the Summoner for being attacked by the Demon of Blades, you have obtained +1 to a Blade Aura-type spell!"
"Double kill! Congratulations to the summoner for being attacked by the Demon of Blades, you have obtained +1 to a Blade Aura-type spell!"
"Triblekill! Congratulations, Summoner, you have obtained +2 to a critical strike-type spell and +1 to Weakness Critical Strike (Demon) level. You are currently at spell level 6!"
Alright, you've been lying in wait for me, haven't you?
Fang Zong smiled, revealing a set of small, white teeth.
Nakamura Sakura suddenly felt uneasy, realizing that she wasn't a ghost, and that Fang Zong had actually seen a ghost!
Do you know I was lying in ambush on you?
You don't even have time to react, you know?
Is your treasure an automatic protective shield?
How can a ritual implement automatically protect you when it has no sentience?!
Sakura Nakamura couldn't understand it at all, but the blue demon blood spurting from her mouth made her realize that she was seriously injured again, so she hurriedly fled.
She hasn't changed her wicked nature; as if on a whim, she also shredded the cubicle where Wang Qiang and the others were hiding into pieces.
Suddenly, a red veil fluttered, seemingly soft, yet it enveloped the Japanese sword, a magical artifact, and transformed into a rope to bind Nakamura Sakura before violently swinging her away.
With a loud "bang!",
One of the women's restroom stalls was smashed to pieces.
Nakamura Sakura's head was pressed into the squat toilet by a red gauze rope, her entire head positioned upside down...
When gods fight, mortals suffer!
Wang Qiang and the others trembled all over, covering their mouths and daring not to speak.
Fang Zong also gasped. Without even asking, he knew who it was!
"Thank you for your help, Second Princess."
Fang Zong stepped out of the mirror and forced a smile.
Although I no longer felt the same fear as last time, seeing the second princess still left me with a bad feeling.
Immediately afterwards, Fang Zong noticed that the red gauze was spread out again, revealing a pair of white jade-like three-inch golden lotuses.
Above that, there was nothing; it wasn't until about 1.7 meters up that willow-leaf-shaped eyebrows and eyes appeared.
The second princess's eyes were filled with hurt as she softly but coldly said, "Although you are my fiancé, I am not here to help you."
Fang Zong: "..."
Though she spoke rudely, the second princess was in a state of utter confusion.
Her willow-leaf eyes stared at Fang Zong, scrutinizing him from head to toe, yet she seemed unable to see through him.
If she wasn't mistaken, Fang Zong was chasing after Nakamura Sakura.
It's only been a few days, and the little martial arts general who used to run away whenever he saw her has already become a magic-level expert?
Becoming a jutsu-level user is one thing, but why is she chasing after Nakamura Sakura, who is at the same level as her?
A level 1 skill can be cut into three levels? Give you two years, are you going to try and get ahead of yourself?!
Suddenly, the second princess felt that marrying a ghost husband was a distant dream. What was once a joke-like deal had now become a real joke.
Fang Zong, who has grown so fast, is simply the model of the kind of strong person who stands at the top of the mountain throughout history. Who can kill him?
If he doesn't die, how can he be his own ghost husband?
"Can I kill her?" Fang Zong pointed to someone 'washing their hair' in the squat toilet.
As it stands, Sakura Nakamura is the Second Princess's spoils of war. If you want to take her away, you should ask for the Second Princess's consent first.
The second princess coldly replied, "Fine."
The voice, though cold, was soft and gentle, like a lover saying, "Pass me that cup of tea," and she simply responding casually.
Fang Zong was overjoyed and instinctively wanted to pat Nakamura Sakura's head, but after glancing at the seemingly clean water in the toilet bowl, he wisely chose to pat her buttocks instead.
It's very bouncy, it makes a slapping sound.
"Smack!"
"Slap! Slap!"
"Clap clap clap!"
…………
"No! It hurts!"
"Please, spare me! I'll do anything!"
"Please, I'm willing to be your slave, I'm perfectly fine..."
Sakura Nakamura begged for mercy frantically.
Fang Zong didn't care. In fact, the sound of begging for mercy was definitely not as pleasant and beautiful as the sound of Ninth Sister congratulating him.
"Ding Dang! Congratulations to the Summoner for having a lucky streak! You've obtained a Blade Aura-type spell +1!"
"Double kill! Congratulations to the summoner for getting a lucky double kill! You've obtained a +2 Blade Aura spell!"
"Triblekill! Congratulations to the Summoner for getting a triple lucky draw! You've drawn +1 Cold Iron Ghost Aura!"
After filtering out the yin and ghostly aura, Ninth Sister's voice is simply beautiful.
I got a double or triple streak, followed by a quadruple or even a five-stack streak. It felt so good!
"Ding Dang! Congratulations to Zhao Huanhong for getting a seven-hit combo! He touched the Cold Iron Ghost Aura +1!"
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