
The black shadow broke through to the main room. He went straight to the door of the largest room. He stood there for a moment and was about to knock. Movement ceased.
"Come in, I've been waiting for you for a long time" a soft voice rang out from the room.
The man came in immediately. He immediately knelt before Ki Buyut Bayanaka.
"Sincerely teacher, sorry to keep the teacher waiting" the man jutted with clenched hands. He held his body for quite a long time before Ki Buyut Bayanaka.
"It's okay, how's your investigation" Ku Buyut sat quietly. He tidied up the thick end of the coat he was wearing.
Before reporting the black-clothed man looked at the face of the old man before him. He felt there was a sense of anxiety. Something he hadn't seen in decades.
Finished hearing the report of his disciple Ki Buyut took a heavy breath. His hands shook with restraining emotions. In a split second his face seemed to age a year faster. He's trying to calm down.
" So the college that is after Sekar is the Black Dragon college. Didn't you find any movement from another college?" Ki Buyut asked further.
"There are no teachers, some colleges are still holding back, especially from the neutral class. There are no white people. What are our next actions, Chief?" The black-clothed man was curious.
"Stay looking for information about the college that is after Sekar, report it on the night of the next full moon" Ku Buyut gave the order.
"Good teacher, I'm saying goodbye" the black-clothed man saluted then turned to leave.
"Wait a minute, Ajian Setumbal Segara that you used was almost perfect, it was amazing!" Praise Ki Buyut Bayanaka.
"Thank you for the teacher's praise, thanks to the teacher's guidance!" The black-clothed man rushed out and vanished in the darkness of the night.
"This great college disaster has already begun, I did not expect at the end of my age to have to face such a frightening threat, My granddaughter...." Ku Buyut breathed in tiredness. It was as if a heavy burden was lodging in his respiratory tract.
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The legion sitting cross-legged arranged a deep surge of energy that jolted like a flash flood scroll. Dantian. The two profound powerhouses in his body were spinning chaotic. Energy from Blue Tongue Berare mustika and energy in from the results of exercise with the help of fungi and rare plants.
The Raksa has been trying for almost the whole day. Now he is entering the final stage. His body shook violently. Sweat flooded all over his body.
Within his dantian were two great turbulent energies, joining in maintaining each other's superiority. The hot blue and white energy brilliantly mixed together to form a blue and golden color within his dantian.
Duars...!
The burst of energy peaked as the two forces gathered into one. The body of the Raksa shook violently. His blood vessels hardened inundated with energy. Every part of his body was burning. Surprisingly a blue colored light emanated from his body. Stare changed. The eyeballs that were once green and golden are now turning blue surrounded by golden colors.
Raksa continued to struggle with the strange taste in his body. It was like flying in a different dimension.
After a while, his body calmed down. Raksa examines his new body and abilities. His body feels lighter. His view is getting brighter. It was as if he was able to see the movement of dust. Everything around him looks more colorful.
His mind was clearer as if he was reborn in a different form. Some of her hair strands were even blue in color and some strands were golden in color.
His body was wet with sticky liquid. It was the dirt that had been residing in his body. For a warrior this dirt disrupts the course of mastery of a science. After this dirt comes out the skin is now more flexible and clean.
The raksa immediately cleaned himself up.
The Mercury took out the Black Mermaid Heirloom sword vigorously. A familiar hoarse voice rang out, echoing in his head.
"You succeed Raksa, I feel your inner power level is more than a thousand circles. It's the biggest power circle I've ever met. With this you will be free to use me. Even you can change my spirit form to reality in a few minutes. Good Raksa, you are indeed great and talented, ha ..!" The sword spirit laughed happily.
"It's thanks to your encouragement and guidance, thank you" Raksa smiled in satisfaction.
"After this you will have to find a new, more powerful style, the Soul Fiber will not be able to perfectly accommodate your inner strength" the sword spirit gave a uniform.
Compulsory understanding as skinned. His heart was steadily rising step by step increasing his strength.
"Your task now, mastering the special stage of Soul Fiber Science, eye control power as the entrance of soul attacks, this soulless stage" the sword spirit opened the greatest secret of Ajian Soul Fiber.
Mercury surprised. Special stage?. The teacher never said there was a stage higher than the fourth stage. Ultimate Stage.
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Sobs sounded heartbreaking. Red eyes with tears almost dried up, robbing a middle-aged woman of her beauty. Nearby the husband sat unmoved. As if I didn't care about her crying.
"I don't care, you have to find Raksa, no matter what. It was Kakang who insisted on sending him to the top of Rinjani. Now that he's gone, he's gone to find us, his father and mother. But... " Hysterical crying broke again.
Raden Wirang baya. He could no longer bear the sound of his wife crying. He immediately went to look for his son. For he knows that when a woman cries for something, a man must give it, otherwise the whole world will know.
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Women get angry when asked how old they are, how wrinkled their faces are and where their children are going, while they don't know the answer.
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Why did you know that Syamil is Biwing, Erwin Jayanti?
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Raden Wirang baya watched the shocked look on the face of Ki Buyut Bayanaka and his daughter Nirmalasari. He came to Selendang Sakti college with news of his son's disappearance.
Ki Buyut was not too surprised but Nirmalasari jumped from his seat.
"The last news, the characteristics of Raksa are similar to the young man who fought Sunan Tembolak. The Blue Tongue Berare mustika. Sunan Tembolak failed to seize the mustika and Raksa disappeared without a trace. Hopefully Raksa is okay" Raden Wirang baya explained the last news he got.
They finally agreed to exert their respective powers to search for his son Raksa.
"Do you need to know?"; Nirmalasari asked his father and Raden Wirang baya.
After a long discussion, they agreed that this news should be known by Sekar Ayu. It's a good time to unlock the biggest secrets about who his fiancee is.
Sekar Ayu ahirnya also attended.
The middle-aged Raden Wirang could hardly believe the girl before him was Sekar Ayu. It is true that perfect beauty. The gaze of the eye that can stop the movement of time, breathing and beating the heart of every man.
Sekar felt uncomfortable being stared at like that. He knew his grandfather and mother's guests were not random people. I feel like this guest looks like someone. The blood rustled as he remembered who the man was.
The secret of who his fiancee is revealed. Obviously without a thread covering it. Raksa is Sekar's fiancee. Sekar did not mention that he had met Raksa.
How will Sekar Ayu react next?
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My love for you is simple without an answer because I fear it will hurt if you give an answer ....
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Is the sun not one with morning dew ...???
Stone as big as a buffalo again got the honor as a throne for the goddess of beauty. The Goddess who is now covered with a thousand question marks. The lentiknya fingers hold bamboo tubes given by Raksa.
How they got through one week together. He has been caring for and looking after her with sincerity. Caring for someone who just wants his heart. Ask her silly questions.
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God, why did you make this sky mute, so I can't ask,.....
Where is he now,
I want to answer the question
The heart is mine.
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The girl got up. His hand rubbed a drop of rolling clear crystal soaked his cheek red. After strengthening his heart he went to leave when a body had blocked his steps.
"Hc ... Don't rush the girl ayu, accompany me to enjoy the cold of the night here, ha ...!" That sentence sounded naughty slicing hearts.
Just look at the man in front of him. A man with a distended stomach. Fat and jet black. Curly hair and still breathing. Alive. If he dies, there's no problem for him. Because he was still breathing and the breath was burning hot with lust.
I don't need to ask the identity of that man. By the end of this were already dozens of men who had come with the same goal. The special body he possessed was the cause.
Whoever becomes her husband will benefit. His power will increase drastically.
This was the problem that his mother and grandfather feared. Now it's been proven. For almost a month, already a dozen men model fat guy is sent to the afterlife. Adding one more was no problem for him.
He did not like the look that seemed to expose him ..
Freshly moving. He united with the wind. The man did not have time to say a single word. A delicate hand touched his chest and his heart stopped beating. He died with curious glaring eyes. Why didn't he have time to inhale the scent of this girl's body deeper? To her, the fragrance of this girl's body was already worth her life.
The night comes down. Just wave my hand. The lifeless body figure was swept away like a dried leaf. Flying hundreds of meters. Buried in the valley. Adding to the list of the wandering spirits of the forgotten soul souls.
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The mercury stood starefully staring at the vast world. He had been locked up in a belly-of-the-earth prison for almost a year. During that span of time he had struggled to live. Day and night in the same color. If anyone asks how it feels. Answer's simple. Suffering cannot be expressed in words.
He closed his eyes praising God for the second chance he received.
He shot like an arrow out of his bow. Heading to south arak. The goal is to find the key to the person who knows who he really is.
When he crossed the hamlet where Kemangi he stopped his run. His miserable condition after being confined needs to be cleared up. He's dirty and smelly. He was definitely heading for the girl's house.
"Remain!" Raksa greeted the girl sitting alone in front of his house.
The basil is slow to react. He took a long time to get stuck. He stood up and ran into the house. Raksa laughs. Does he look like a ghost. He was aware of the appearance, especially his shabby clothes. Long hair passing through the shoulders. The basil must think he's a lunatic.
Ndekke Toris broke akan Brunei? Lenek Nice!!!
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Raksa enjoyed dinner with gourmand. His eating style made Kemangi and his grandfather stop eating. Raksas who eat but seem to be the ones who are full. Raksa is like the figure of Cupak in the eating legend. Suitable to host Make Laper.
After eating the three of them chatted in the air. While eating betel grandpa heard the story of Raksa confined in the belly of the earth prison.
The sun itself never speaks. Face bowed. Sometimes he looked up at Raksa. There were tears wetting her delicate cheeks. His chest was filled with grief imagining how Raksa went through a difficult time being imprisoned underground.
Raksa rested a few days at the house of Kemangi. The opportunity was used by Raksa to get closer to the small family. One year of confinement made him realize the meaning of family life.
Before going Raksa gave some handfuls of grass and mushrooms to Grandpa. He hoped that grandfather would always be healthy because he felt he was his family.
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Raksa said goodbye to Kemangi and his grandfather. The girl let go of Raksa from behind the door. He leaned back holding back the rumble within his chest. The feeling of sister letting go of her brother back up.
He had done that before and his brother went home without a life. Now she has a new sister even though she feels there's more to it than that. He was afraid it would happen again.
The queen felt a little heavy to go. But he promised to come back and bring a gift for the basil. Her little sister who is now starting to become a grown girl.
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Raden Wirangbaya sits surrounded by several important village figures. They are discussing how to resolve security issues in their region. Theft of cattle and two science freaks who come messing up almost every night.
Not to mention the strange diseases that spread. Although it has not taken its toll but needs to be dealt with immediately.
The arriving crowd was shocked by the arrival of the village gatekeeper.
"What's the guard, we're having an important discussion, please don't interrupt!" Raden Wirang baya reminded its citizens with gentle eyes and subtle language.
"Although Raden, there are foreign youths who want to meet with Raden. I reminded him but he has waited a long time. It's a pity, he's the young man I told you about first" the guard said as if he loved the young man dearly.
The middle-aged Raden Wirang was shocked, he immediately stood up. He immediately gave the order to bring the young man in. While he went into the inner room to see his wife.
A moment later he came out with a woman who looked sick. His eyes. His body looks skinny. Everyone present was confused.
A few moments later the guard came with a young man. His appearance astonished everyone. He looked like someone they knew but was more dashing and mystical looking.
Her long hair passed through her shoulders in different colors. Her beautiful and amazing eyes made everyone wonder. In addition they felt an incredible inner energy pressure squeezing them. Still very young but possessing immeasurable inner power.
Some even back off. With this powerful force of ability they would be swept flat just by lifting a finger.
Raden Wirang middle-aged and confused wife should how. The young man stood in front of everyone who was staring at him with a full glance.
Prince Wirangbaya's wife could not help but feel. Cry broke. He's dazed and falling drooping. Fainted in her husband's arms.
Raksa's confused. What's the matter?
This was the second time he had made someone behave strangely. If Basil is surprised and runs now a woman fainted ?
What's the matter, does this have anything to do with her identity?
.... Connect ....