"You are cheating!" Suramo roared at the back of his throat. The judges and the dean of the court all hid in the distance. For fear that the two old hooligans would get excited and storm out one or two high-level magic to them, "you gave the second generation Lexus firecracker to narod. You are naked cheating!"

as soon as pique curled his mouth, his face was almost pasted with suramo, and he stared and said, "that's what my apprentice did! He used his own alchemy and magic props to fight, which was completely in line with the rules of this competition! "

"fart his mother's mulasalle!" Suramo's long ice...