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Chapter 931: Control yourself, okay?

Hill looked at her and smiled: "I should also say thank you, Shar."

Although she did not grant asylum to Russell and Carpenter as openly as Lansendre did, Shar also blessed the two children in her own style.

Of course, ordinary people may not be able to understand or even feel this kind of blessing... In the darkness and shadows, the blessed person will be more hidden.

It sounds simple, but it is a very powerful shield for Russell and Carpenter.

After all, there are definitely not many people who dare to attack these two children openly.

The dangers they are most likely to encounter are in hidden, dark corners where no one is around.

But even Hill can't guarantee that these two children will only live in the sun in the future.

Hill didn't even expect that Shar would give this dark night blessing at that moment... This was the highest level of blessing that Shar had given to his followers except for a few chosen ones.

However, he was even more happy that when he was not in a position to point it out, Russell and Carpenter felt it themselves, and confirmed that the other party had the same perception by looking at each other quickly.

This is not easy, but at least it proves the trust and love the two have for each other... Many times, the benefits obtained secretly, even if everyone has them, will create some differences.

As long as they want to keep each other's secrets, they will inevitably become strangers to each other.

Of course, Shar never wanted to drive a wedge between the two children, and she couldn't do it either.

It is her nature to act silently and secretly.

But seeing the tacit understanding and mutual trust between the two children will still make onlookers feel better.

Hill understood why Shar thought these two children were good... After all, they had just been exposed to the devil's aura, and even if they were purified, they could easily be aroused to evil thoughts in their hearts.

But these two children were obviously not affected at all.

Sensitive, sensitive, and sensual.

Although she had known for a long time that the child Hill was looking for must have a good character, Shar was also very satisfied with their performance during this period... even if she did such things as loving a house and a girl, Shar would only do it to worthy people.

But the performance of Russell and Carpenter still made Shar feel more satisfied.

"Terry likes them too." Shar replied noncommittally, "No need to say thank you, they have this value."

Lansander looked around and realized what Shar was talking about... The way Terry took Russell and Carpenter to the Tower of Dawn was to get them on the back.

This is a proud golden dragon. Being able to let them ride on him instead of holding him in his paws when they first met only proves that Terry really regards them as his own.

Although it was mainly because of Hill,... in Toril, the only one who could fly with Terry on his back was Linn.

Of course, there is Vera.

But goblins are different. No one, including humans, would regard the goblin that falls on their body as a "carrying" creature.

Dragons are very egotistical creatures, and the first impression determines everything.

Hill is probably quite happy.

However, Ransendall wasn't too surprised... Hill might have failed in other places, but the people he really liked would hardly bore normal people.

It's not just a matter of character, but also a matter of character that makes Hill willing to accept her.

Such as him.

Lansander raised his head proudly, and then glanced at the giant screen: "What are those two still discussing?

If you continue to talk like this, they won’t wait to see who is better, but to see who dies first, right?”

——

Grazte felt that he really couldn't hold on any longer.

How could Demogorgon be so annoyed?

Could it be that the existence of that violent head was not to hold back Demogorgon, but to give him a chance to stop when he was constantly planning and scheming?

He also said that Graz'zt looks like a devil!

Is Demogorgon, this so-called calm and calculating head, really like the devil?

The type of person who thinks about something for ten thousand years and then just overthrows it and starts over again.

It’s really, really annoying!

Although he had many plans, Graz'zt was very irritable as he always made sudden decisions and interrupted everything.

As for ‘Nanfeng’ who was listening in, he was already leaning on the armrest of his chair, looking drowsy.

For the undead, it is really the most annoying thing to say a bunch of "no" villains before they even start to discuss the conspiracy: this kind of thing will never be repeated again and again when you really sign a covenant.

Stop overturning the previous agreement.

However, when the matter was obviously at a deadlock, Heslati, who had been just rolling his eyes, finally broke out: "Amul, you are talking nonsense like this, just give me the initiative!

You might as well let me kill Graz'zt!"

Graz'zt suddenly took a big step back... When Heslati exploded, he would never just curse.

He thought, of course he was right.

'Nan Feng' was startled when she was slapped by a huge splash from the sea.

He jumped up suddenly and placed the huge shield directly in front of him.

——

"This reaction speed...is enough to kill him three times." 'Perfect Bald Head' said matter-of-factly.

"What are you pretending to be?" the 'Old Sanda King' couldn't help but sneer, "If it were you, you would only jump behind the chair.

It’s difficult for Feng to take out his shield so quickly, he’s a really good knight of justice.”

"How, you did it?" 'Xue Yunfeng' murmured, and kept taking things out of his small bag.

However, he took it out several times and took out different things...even garbage.

"No, don't you even pack your own bag?" The 'Old Sanda King' looked surprised, "Then every time you look for something...do you remember the name of that thing?

You can’t just take it out slowly, right?”

The undead bag doesn't look big, but it can even fit the hall of Hill... Of course, it costs some money.

If you don't want to spend money, free packages are equivalent to a 100-square-meter blank room.

Of course, for convenience, many people will also convert this blank room into a grid-like warehouse mode, and then place the same things in grids of different sizes.

Most people use grids, even if they spend money to open a large room.

But if you really want to tidy things up, a large room is more suitable... They can use cabinet racks to divide the entire hall into functional rooms.

Although it is a little troublesome to put things away, it is still easier to find things than in the grid.

This is not a one or two year game!

After so many years, even though everyone still has places like the alchemy hut to store some groceries, everyone’s bags are full.

It is the nature of the undead to save things, and everything they find is useful.

‘Nanfeng’ is a typical person who uses functional rooms to set up his own packages.

And what he can access at the fastest speed is naturally his weapons and equipment room.

As a defensive knight, he has prepared several sets of equipment for himself to deal with different combat forms!

'Nanfeng' who can quickly find which set of equipment is suitable for him during battle... is simply the idol of all the knights of the Black Rose.

Forget about the 'perfect bald head', the only thing he can do is to put on the comprehensive full-defense armor when he encounters danger.

Although it cannot choose the most appropriate response method according to the enemy's condition like 'Nanfeng', the reaction of 'Perfect Bald Head' is already the strongest among the knights of the Black Rose.

However, the ‘Old Sanda King’ had always thought that people like ‘Xue Yunfeng’ who had received military training would also choose the difficult mode of ‘Nangfeng’!

But he also seems to be using a popular style.

‘Xueyunfeng’ waved his hand helplessly: “Old man~ I’m really here to play games, not to continue training!

Of course, just relax and do it!”

The ‘Old Sanda King’ stretched out on the sofa: “You have the simplest way to solve your package that even has garbage on the surface.

Cunlu opened its parcels and warehouse directly to Nanfeng."

'Xue Yunfeng' glanced at the 'Old Sanda King', shook his head slightly, and showed a helpless smile: "Ah~ I really didn't expect that you would also side with Su Su."

Although the "Old Sanda King" has always been a gossip, he rarely says anything in front of him.

After all, she still knows that she can't affect other people's lives just because of her own fun.

This is the first time I have seen "Xueyunfeng" directly test out something like this.

"I'm not meddling in other people's business." The 'Old Sanda King' folded his hands in front of his forehead and looked at 'Xueyunfeng' between his fingers, "You were the first to mention your date, weren't you?

Now that you have taken the first step, as friends, I still hope that you will have a happy ending as soon as possible."

‘Xue Yunfeng’ smiled: “Better, take your time~

It is already difficult for me to take this step."

He raised his hand and pointed at his temple: "I'll stop having cramps here."

The 'Old Sanda King' glanced at him silently: "Girls' youth is precious.

Sometimes, it is the feeling that you are about to get it but always just a little short of it that drives people crazy the most.

After all, she really persisted for a long time and fought for this for a long time.

I hope the bigger this thing gets, the more annoying it will be.”

She was once a member of the reverse chase, so she really has a say in this aspect.

'Xue Yunfeng' nodded and smiled softly: "Thank you, I will pay attention to it."

——

‘Nanfeng’ poked its head out from the edge of the giant shield.

The suddenly irritable Demogorgon seemed to have regained control of himself.

Frowning and tilting his head in confusion, 'Nan Feng' returned to his seat again.

Only this time, he covered himself with the giant shield, revealing only his big black eyes.

"Demogorgon." Graz'zt couldn't control himself, but glanced at the undead, "Can you control yourself?

I really have no interest in letting others watch it for fun!"


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