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The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation ) Chapter 367

Chapter 367 - 437 ORC tribe 37

Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation

Previously, when he had fought with Lance, Lance had almost caused his fur to go bald. At that time, his sister had been very angry.

However, Searle did not expect that she would take revenge like this!

After cleaning up the dishes, Searle saw Xia Ling by the window again, using a wooden stick to measure the newly dried linen cloth.

Searle watched from the side and asked,

“Sister, if you eat spicy food often, will you go bald?”

Xia Ling said, “If you eat spicy or salty food often, you will easily go bald, so I never let you eat too much.”

Searle said, “Oh…”

He remembered how Lance used to eat those dishes and show off to him.

Searle suddenly felt pity. What was going on?

Looking at the mark Xia Ling made on the linen cloth, Searle asked again, “What are you doing now?”

“Sister, what are you doing now? You’ve made a lot of clothes for me recently, right? I can wear them all the way until the snow season!”

If he was not mistaken, Xia Ling made his clothes, right?

Recently, he officially entered adulthood, and his weight and height soared.

He had already transformed from a skinny youth into a robust ***** orc.

He was now slightly taller than Lance.

When Lance fought him, he really couldn’t beat him!

Xia Ling busied herself as she looked at Searle, her lips curling up.

“It’s okay. I’m happy to see you, I just like to do it.”

*

No matter who made the clothes, when they saw Searle’s standard model figure, they couldn’t help but want to dress him up more, right?

Wide shoulders, long legs, long waist, a standard inverted triangle figure, and the golden ratio of very long legs.

Searle’s muscles were extremely outstanding.

It was not an exaggeration, but he looked strong and well-proportioned.

Searle’s face was still handsome and thin, but his outline was deep, and his nose was straight.

His pair of blue eyes had turned from clear to calm.

The leopard lines at the corners of his eyes, when he was in love, would make him look very manly, but also very devilish.

Xia Ling made him a linen white shirt, and his shorts were dyed blue.

After all, the conditions were limited, but these kinds of simple clothes…

After being made with water, it looked okay.

However, when the clothes were put on Searle’s body, it was like an international male model walking on a Paris fashion show!

The original little leopard had now grown into a tall and straight appearance.

*

Gradually, Xia Ling and Searle’s identities were reversed.

In the past, he would listen to her in everything.

But now, he would respect her opinion, but Searle had made the decision himself if he could not trouble her.

Searle’s outstanding performance made him famous in the tribes within a radius of dozens of miles.

There were even some blind people who sent females from their tribes, wanting to marry Searle and bring them back after the female became pregnant.

They hoped that their tribes could have orcs as powerful as Searle!

However…

These orcs were all chased out by Searle.

There was even a female fox who acted coquettishly to Searle and was even thrown out by Searle in public.

“I have a bad temper! I’m narrow-minded! I can only accommodate my sister in my heart for the rest of my life! Don’t come looking for trouble!”

He said coldly.

Searle’s cold persona spread quickly among the tribes.

However, in Xia Ling’s eyes, Searle had always been the white-cut black panther who liked to act coquettishly and touch her!

*

At that time, Lance and Searle joined hands.

The scale of the White Stone tribe continued to expand, and it had already annexed two to three small tribes.

There were two to three hundred orcs in the tribe. Moreover, under Xia Ling’s earthen kang, clothes, and simple medical skills, the females were not so weak

The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

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Xia Ling wanted to run, but no matter where she went, she could always see the devil king with a gentle and malicious look in his eyes.
"Xia Xia, where are you running to? "

[1v1, sweeter than ever ]
"..."
Text: Yan Luo Bai, "fast wear, flirt: Plan to save the fallen boss"

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