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"What does it mean to be unclothed? I'm wearing it..." Wang Yan looked around himself, his words choked, and he hurriedly shrank, curled up, and layers of flames burned around him, blocking everyone's sight, and he yelled awkwardly, "Missages, these are all mistakes. Tianlai Novels|2"

Under normal circumstances, under the protection of Wang Yan's energy, the clothes will not be completely damaged. However, in the process of resisting the heavenly tribulation, the heavenly thunder is so raging and violent that those vanbu and vanishing clothes are naturally destroyed.

Even Wang Yan's thick-skinned face couldn't help but feel a little hot. Especially from the corner of his eyes, he actually caught a glimpse of Lydia who was stomping his feet and sneered at him. He secretly opened his fingers and glanced at him.

This made him feel a little amused. If you want to scold, just scold him seriously. If you want to watch him seriously. If you want to watch him secretly, what's the matter? It's really a woman's heart, a needle under the sea.

"You big-headed ghost, you made a mistake." Saladin angrily, "Is it amazing if you have a good figure? You're going to come out naked~ Can you come out to appear? Can you come out to act like a hooligan?" He was envious and jealous. Everyone was men. Why did this guy have such a good figure, his whole body was slender and without fat, and his muscles were clearly angular like marble carvings.

"You're a hooligan." Wang Yan shook his figure and appeared in front of Saladin like a ghost. He pulled the clothes and cart and started peeling off Saladin's robe.

"You, what are you doing?" Saladin was shocked and scared, and pulled his robe to death, "No, Lao Wang, I'm a man..." Poor Saladin, with his magician physique, how could he withstand Wang Yan?

He was like a beauty without any power, and Wang Yan stripped off his robe in a few seconds. After putting the robe on his body, Wang Yan calmed down and glared at Saladin with anger, "What howl? Isn't it just borrowing a robe to wear?"

In fact, there are still some replacement clothes in Wang Yan's storage bracelet. He just deliberately joked with Saladin, so he snatched his robe to wear and divert his attention.

Saladin, who was stripped of her robe, was left with only a tight underwear. The image of a magician with the fluttering robe in the past was completely gone. He looked frightened, his hands protected his chest, half covered and half squatted, like an innocent girl who had just been violated by a pervert.

"Brother, you have to exercise well." Seeing that he was really thin, Wang Yan frowned and patted his chest muscles and said, "Now, there is not even any decent muscles at all, how can you flirt with girls?"

Saladin was photographed and took two steps back. He couldn't get rid of the film. In the pain, he said excitedly: "Old Wang, Lao Wang, what you said is true? If you have good muscles, you can get the girl?"

Wang Yan was eager to change the topic, and he looked as if he was natural and swearing: "That's of course, think about it. If the Boomer didn't have that muscle lump, could he get the poisonous widow Yuan Rourou? Brother Leopard, who is about the same age, look at his thin and lonely appearance, he is still a single dog."

Saladin's eyes burst out, as if he had found the light of hope in life. He slapped his head and said, "Yes, why didn't I expect it?" Then he stared at Lydia like a wolf, "Miss Lydia, if you wait for me for two years, I will definitely become a muscular man."

"What's this about me?" Lydia stomped her pretty feet and turned her head shyly. Although she was a little annoyed, her mind could not help but appear as Wang Yan was almost naked.

Since childhood, Lydia has never seen a man's naked body before, but she didn't expect that this incident would be given to Wang Yan again.

As for Saladin, she has completely forgotten it.

Wang Yan looked at Saladin and looked at Lydia again, feeling that there was no way to stay in this place. He hurriedly changed the topic and said, "You guys are busy, I'll visit Dean Emmons."

Wang Yan knew that the curse in Emmons was very difficult and it would be difficult to adjust for a while. He had not reached S level yet, and it was still difficult to completely lift it.

But now his Pure Yang Divine Art has been cultivated to the seventh level, and the Pure Yang True Qi in his body is more pure and natural than before, and his restraint on filthy evil spirits is naturally stronger.

While his robe was floating, Wang Yan rushed out of the Starry Sky Tower, and he couldn't help but think in his heart that Emmons must make him bleed properly.

At the same time, I feel a little lucky.

He didn't know where he offended the universe. The three heavenly thunders encountered in the tribulation were fiercer than the other. Especially the third heavenly thunder, even if he had to defend himself with all his strength, he could not withstand it.

In the end, he had no choice but to fight hard.

Although he successfully defeated the thunder, his body structure was also fatal trauma and almost died. Fortunately, the blessings depend on the blessings and the misfortune. After experiencing the baptism of the thunder, Wang Yan felt that his physique had further improved.

Tianlei washed away all the remaining dirt in his body, and even his soul became solid and tight, transparent and crystal clear.

This is what is called "there is gain" when there is any mistake.

It is indeed difficult to overcome the tribulation, but once you have passed it, the benefits you get are quite good.

In the tower of the starry sky.

Seeing Wang Yanpian leave, Lydia hurriedly said, "I'm also worried about my grandfather's injury, so I'll go and see."

"Miss Lydia." Saladin said in two quick steps, "Then, what should I do?"

"His Highness Saladin, I will continue to trouble you with the reset of the seal." Lydia solemnly asked.

"Don't worry, Miss Lydia." Saladin patted his chest and agreed.

"Thank you." Lydia chased Wang Yan tightly and floated away.

After Saladin watched her leave in a daze, she suddenly came back to her senses, "The situation is not right. It was clearly a seal that Comrade Lao Wang smashed, why should I repair it again?"

For a moment, Saladin, who came to his senses, was wearing tight underwear and was in a mess in the scorching wind.

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In the Dean’s Office of Starry Sky College.

Emmons, who was a bit haggard, was half lying on a chair, weak and powerless.

Next to him, a middle-aged woman in a holy white robe was performing the sacred healing technique calmly and concentratingly. The white and soft healing light kept falling on Emmons, helping him to remove the curse and restore his vitality.

After a while, the middle-aged woman was sweating slightly. She pinched the magic trick and put away the healing white light. She apologized and said with a slightly apology: "Director Emmons, I'm sorry, the curse in your body is very difficult. The more it dispels it to the back, the harder it is to expel."

"Ms. St. Martha, I am very grateful that you can spare no effort to help me." Emmons's face improved a little, and he said very gratefully, "I have been thanking you for your treatment for this time. I, Emmons, remember this kindness forever."

"Director Emmons is so serious." The middle-aged woman called St. Martha said with a look of shame, "It's all my fault that I am not good at studying and not understanding the Holy Flame. If the Holy Flame cooperates with the treatment, Dean Emmons' injury will not be a problem. So, I will write a letter to report to the Pope's crown and ask His Highness to take action once."

The Holy Flame of the Holy Flame of the Church of Light is also a great fire, and its reputation is not necessarily inferior to the Pure Yang True Fire. However, looking at the entire Holy Flame of the Church of Light, one can understand the existence of the Holy Flame without a single palm.

Although the contemporary Saint of Light has not been promoted to the legend, he has mastered the Holy Flame and is a genius.

When Emmons was about to nod and agreed, he heard a cheerful voice saying: "I heard that the Saint of Light has been practicing in seclusion, so there is no need to disturb her."

As soon as he finished speaking, a handsome young man with a long robe suddenly appeared in the dean's office. Around him, there were still a ripples of space waving endlessly.

The middle-aged woman named St. Martha's face changed slightly. Her ability to cross space was almost completely free of fireworks. What kind of cultivation is this?

Moreover, the man in front of him is extremely young. Could it be that the young man is already a legendary figure?

impossible!

Maybe it was some old monster with an old face.

Just as St. Martha was thinking about it, Emmons was overjoyed and said, "Wang Yan, your injury is healed? Huh... is this?" The next moment, Emmons realized something was wrong.

Emmons is an old S-level powerhouse. He has been promoted to S-level for decades. Although he has not been able to reach S-level for the time being, his vision is very vicious.

He seemed to see something was wrong at a glance, and Wang Yan's aura became more obscure and powerful, making him feel a faint feeling of palpitations.

S-level?

No, it's impossible!

How old is he?

But, if it weren't for S level, where would such an obscure and powerful aura come from?

"Director Emmons, I can treat your little injury." Wang Yan said mysteriously, "We will not disturb His Highness's promotion path."

He did not lie about this. After the last battle of the Gu Sheng, many younger generations were stimulated and yelled that if this continues, Wang Yan would be left farther and farther away, and they would go back to seclusion one by one.

For a moment, Emmons was a little confused and stared at Wang Yan: "You, you, you, have you been promoted to legend? When did it happen?"

"The dean has a good look. When I was healing, I would advance if I didn't want to give up." Wang Yanfeng smiled lightly, as if this promotion was common. Of course, there is no need to tell anyone about the pain.

"puff!"

Emmons almost vomited blood and stared at Wang Yan quietly, his eyes full of envy and jealousy. Thinking about it, he was 70 years old before breaking through to S level.

But this little bastard actually broke through with his injuries and healing his injuries.

This, is this fucking teasing me?

Everyone is human, why is this?

"Well? Are you the Son of Fire? Have you been promoted to the legendary level?" St. Martha also covered her mouth and looked at Wang Yan in surprise and curiosity.

Wang Yan had noticed this middle-aged woman in a priest robe. Although she was not very beautiful, she was better than her gentle and dignified temperament, which made people feel very relaxed and comfortable at first sight.

More importantly, she seems to be a legendary priest.

Wang Yan was frightened by her curious eyes. Could this woman be a potential master's wife again?
Chapter completed!