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She said she was looking for something for the fox to do, but I really can’t think of anything that this guy could help with - she confidently announced that she was the goodwill ambassador between Monster Town and the Empire, which I believe
, from the perspective of a mascot, her image as an ambassador is indeed friendly enough, but other than that, can she do anything valuable to her own life... as a demon?
She has been reduced to the point where she fights with dogs in Avalon and ends up losing!
Of course, that was also the reason why the dog was named Cerberus - Ding Dong didn't know which earth reading book he saw this name in. The little thing felt it was very majestic, so he built a real one in his magical creature laboratory.
A mythical creature used to guard its temple. I have seen that dog before, and I know that it is taller than the front of the Harmony when it is lying down, and it is four times the size of my fox fairy when it is shrunk into a ball. Ding Dong designed it for it.
The three heads have different functions from those in Earth mythology, but their power is also considerable: the first head can produce two breaths of absolute zero and absolute high temperature, and the second head can swallow space or create any kind of jingle to set it.
The third head can sing "Conquer" in Sichuan dialect - I really don't know which nerve of Fox Girl is not well developed, so she can fight with such a monster. No matter how bad Ding Dong is, he is still a God, no matter how bad his achievements in Creation are.
, she also graduated with high scores in biological structure. Although she often creates strange species, the things she creates that can be used to guard the temple must not be taken lightly. Last time, she planted her garden full of...
As you know, most of the temple guards who sang "Uneasy" fell down in three days... I'm pulling my hair out.
I stroked the fox's messy tail and helped her tidy up her messy appearance: by the way, she actually enjoyed it.
It was obvious that the divine creature she was fighting with was actually quite skillful... and showed mercy. Cerberus was a temple guard who was as smart as a human being. He knew that the fox was not the enemy invading the temple, so he did not act harshly.
Hands... Mouth, the fox looks embarrassed, but basically the fur is a bit messy, the clothes are a bit dirty, and the self-esteem is a bit hurt. I guess if the fox gives two meat bones as a gift, the two canines are still good friends. I took out my usual
He used the small brush for massaging Alaya's wings, held the fox's big tail on his lap, and tried to imagine them as grass carps waiting to be scaled: it would be easier to start this way, and while smoothing her down, he guided: "What do you mean?
Why can't you think of provoking the temple guards? The temple and Monster Town have such a good relationship."
The relationship between these two units is indeed very good: the temple guards, from the heroic warriors to the divines, the biggest leisure after get off work is to go to the monster town to find two taverns and stay overnight, while the monsters live near the water tower terrace for two days. Five bottles a bottle. Buy three bottles and get one free. Except for the ascetic monks who have strict rules and disciplines, the two groups of people live a corrupt life as if they were old spies - so the fox must not be in conflict with the temple guards.
"That big dog ate my dinner," the fox said lazily, comfortably switching several tails in my hands to get the most comprehensive care, "I brought it back to my friends.
.As a result, when I was passing by the temple and I didn’t pay attention, it was eaten by a big dog.”
My hand holding the brush froze, and my expression froze: I never expected that the fight between a thousand-year-old demon fox and a divine creature turned out to be a basket of lunches. No matter who they were, I only had six words.
——Look at your potential!
The fox has now evolved (or degenerated) to the point where she has no sense of the surrounding atmosphere. She doesn't feel there is anything wrong with herself at all. Lying on the sofa and stretching, the fox girl is as comfortable as an old woman with a cigarette in her mouth.
She is like a little rich lady in society. She put two tails on my lap waiting to be groomed. Three tails rolled up steamed buns and fried cakes and a can of eight-treasure porridge and put them in her mouth. The other three tails played poker with Xiaoxue and Lilina at the same time.
She was playing backgammon and tickling herself. The last tail even took away the remote control that was originally placed in my hand. Now she was changing channels and looking for Animal World on TV. At this time, I was finally stunned: With this, she
A bunch of tails are already as lively as Nezha. What if she evolves into a ten-tailed demon fox in the future? After being pampered at home for so long, this girl has finally developed a bunch of painful stunts. She won't
Get quality projection, otherwise this ability and Tavel are at least three generations of direct blood relatives...
Xiaoxue relied on her ability as a prophet, and more importantly, the fact that the fox had no idea how to play poker. In three games, she killed her opponent, who was focused on nine things.
Looking at the demon fox girl: "Sister Fox, you can't do this - after all, you are also working around my dad for a living, how can you fight with the temple guard dog - and lose?"
When I heard this, I looked at him sideways. I never expected that Xiaoxue, who seemed the most unreliable, would actually take the initiative to admonish the fox. It seemed that I was usually too prejudiced against this child. Who said that Xiaoxue was not okay at all...
"So I will go with you tomorrow, Sister Fox, and I will avenge you!" Xiaoxue promised with her chest. Master Fox Fairy immediately swung his tail happily. He was so complacent that two tails even wrapped around my neck.
I shook my head vigorously, and I glared at Xiaoxue angrily: This naughty kid pretended not to see it, and just held the poker and bullied Uncle Lin and Kenser.
I could only look at the demon fox girl angrily - she really didn't see it, because this guy finally found the station that was showing the animal world. Although it was showing a video from a few years ago, the fox was watching his own kind.
The TV show was still full of enthusiasm. Teacher Zhao Zhongxiang’s magnetic voice told us the story of foxes in Northeast Asia: “Spring is here, and the red foxes are ready to start families. They get close to each other and use their
The tail wraps around your partner's body to express relaxation and intimacy..."
I found that the bunch of fox tails that were almost wrapping around my whole body were suddenly retracted like an electric shock, and then the fox fairy changed his face solemnly like a little kid in junior high school who was caught by his parents while watching porn.
I think the next program is more suitable for her than an pornographic film: a wrinkled professional fox breeder from Northeast China is telling a TV reporter: "This fox is full of treasures. If the fox fur of ordinary quality catches up with the market demand,
Relatively high…”
I pressed Master Fox Immortal's head: "Calm down! You have become an immortal!"
Lady Fox Fairy was not as manic as I imagined. Her ears drooped feebly. There was a sense of decadence in the 1920s and 1930s lingering all over her body. She slowly slipped off the sofa and ran to discuss with Xiaoxue to find her tomorrow.
Cerberus's revenge.
I gasped for breath in the back, deeply feeling that it was a miracle that I could take good care of all these strange creatures in my house. The complexity of family members has always led to me encountering some troubles that are difficult for ordinary people to understand. Today, I am a professional fox farmer.
It’s still a small thing, similar to the introduction of Mexico’s Island of the Dolls on TV, the low-budget bad film about exorcism and ghost hunting, the cliché fantasy about warriors slaying dragons, and the goddamn American heroes fighting aliens – now except for Qian Qian.
The whole family no longer watches science fiction and fantasy movies at all. When Little Crow Becomes a God, Sandora and I almost ordered troops to be stationed next to KFCs around the world. Later, the main reason why this plan was not implemented was that McDonald's took up all the space.
The secondary reason is that Little Crow doesn't know fried chicken wings and drumsticks: she can't recognize cooked poultry...
I was worried, I was depressed, and I felt the pressure of life was huge. I pulled my hair down strand by strand. Seeing this scene, the little doll came to help again: she climbed onto my shoulders and started to pull strands by strands.
My father’s hair…
Finally, I gave up completely and no longer considered the plan of finding something to do for Master Fox Fairy: In fact, my idea went off topic as early as ten minutes ago. Has anyone noticed?
So life goes on in such a busy and messy rhythm - Shandora and I are busy, and the gang of living treasures at home are in a mess. We deal with tons of official duties every day, and we have to find time to stop the gang of fighting and powerful gangs.
The heartless gods and monsters go out to destroy the world... which is actually quite fulfilling.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye. The urgent matters that needed to be dealt with after the war were finally settled. The two large world gates on the Hessian tribe also started to operate. They were relocating the whole family: this was a very large-scale move.
Action. Because they still had a lot of planetary fortresses to move there together, the tree elf ambassador who served as their guide was dumbfounded. The ambassador had never seen a race with such a frenzied obsession with building spaceships in his life. The reversal of the fallen apostle
The transformation has also been completed. Thanks to the efficiency of the "Network Mounting Method", it only takes a few days for hundreds of thousands of fallen apostles to return to their true nature. Now Sandora is organizing these soldiers into Viska according to my previous plan.
The General Guards, and the Abyss ** Regiment. Tavel is enthusiastically dismantling the core of the King's Lander. This is not shown for the time being, as well as the ancestor resurrection plan and Xiling's network snooping plan. In short, the mad scientist executed it at the same time.
The projects are all proceeding in an orderly manner. Only the coordinate tracing of the home world has still made no progress. The engineering team has almost turned the universe that had a brief encounter with the home world upside down, but the coordinate remnants on the world barrier seem to have really disappeared.
They were wiped out by the void, and they found nothing. For the time being, Sandora has no plans to let the engineering troops return, but I feel that the hope of finding their home world based on this clue is really slim.
One last thing worth noting: Harlan is recovering.
Harlan lay in the repair facility for nearly a week. The physical repair was actually completed the day before yesterday. The rest of the time he was busy reconstructing his soul: fighting the Soul Reaver, the most terrible damage is to the soul.
, this part of the damage is much more difficult to repair than the body. Fortunately, Harlan himself is very strong. With his soul damaged, he just managed to hold on as if nothing happened. When I captured him, I didn't even think that he was actually a normal person.
Only half of his soul is left.
Now that the old emperor has finally recovered and been discharged from the hospital (isn't this a strange statement?), out of host etiquette and the feeling of being beaten for nothing, I had to go and greet him in person, so I arrived at Shadow City early that morning.
Harlan put on the uniform of an imperial man and looked more energetic than in the past few days. He was already tall and his face was typical of being calm and confident. Now he was back to his full strength and walked out of the repair facility.
, I even doubted whether he was really lying inside and holding his body up just a moment ago. When Harlan came out, he was accompanied by several royal guards, but when he saw me appearing, he immediately shook off the soldiers behind him with a smile on his face.
He strode forward: This mighty uncle looked like an old lion even when he was smiling.
"Looks like he's recovering well." I knocked on Harlan's chest. It felt like hitting an iron plate - oh, it really hit an iron plate. There was a decorative coat of arms on the front of his clothes.
Harlan retreated subconsciously and shrugged at me: "Now I have a psychological shadow even if I punch you."
I laughed out loud, and the two of them looked at each other and laughed away their grudges. Maybe he wouldn't pursue the consequences of the wasted beating, right...
"This is the Shadow City?" We pushed back all the accompanying soldiers, and Harlan followed me to the assembly square of the Shadow Fortress. Looking at the spectacular scenery all around and the faint Gaia land in the sky, Harlan was a little impressed. "Let.
I think of that glorious era... Gee, it looks much more comfortable here than 'over there'."
"'Over there'?" I raised my eyebrows, "The hometown of the fallen apostles? I think so. No one of you usually pays attention to greening and city image construction. To be honest, I really can't imagine what the city built by the fallen apostles looks like.
, it seems that after being polluted by the abyss, the fallen apostles lost interest in everything except causing destruction everywhere, right?"
Harlan shook his head: "I can't exactly say that...but...forget it. That's basically it."
I came to Harlan mainly because I wanted to discuss with him the later construction of the Abyssal Regiment and to ask him to help serve as the supreme commander of the Abyssal Fleet. As I said before, the number of Abyssal troops under the name of the new empire has almost exploded.
, but there is almost no fresh blood joining the senior commanders. It is impossible for Viska and her crazy adjutant to share the duties in this area, so it is very important for Harlan to come back. As long as possible, I hope that the Abyss Forces
The commanders are still served by these former fallen apostles. After all, only they themselves understand the power and combat mode of this special group of "apostles of the abyss."
Another important task is to understand what happened within the fallen apostles half a month ago and what happened to Haran's series of abnormal military actions.
I wanted to find a good place to talk about things. I originally planned to take Harlan directly to the headquarters. But a mass-produced host passing in front of me made me change my mind: this small host was holding a piece of cake in its hand.
I instantly remembered a good place...
"Come on, let's take you to meet someone." I pointed at the fortress gate. "She is right next to the military zone. You will definitely be shocked."
Now that the shift time for the mass-produced consoles has passed, Sylvia's only business for the day is over. The small store located in the corner of the military zone is shrouded in a quiet and peaceful atmosphere as usual. Harlan's face
He watched in confusion as I led him to such a "civilian facility" that was incompatible with the surrounding buildings and atmosphere, and finally couldn't help but say: "How can there be such a thing in a military controlled area..."
"To be honest with you, I have complained about this several times," I said as I pushed open the glass door of the shop. "Her way of thinking has always been a mystery. She probably thinks that doing business in the military zone will be better."
better."
"That's not what I meant..." Harlan wanted to explain, but I interrupted him with a wave of my hand. Accompanied by a pleasant sound of wind chimes, the fragrance of pastries wafted towards us. When we entered the store, we saw Sylvia
She was sitting behind the counter, concentrating on a small book in her hand. I walked forward curiously and found that what she was reading was the pastry processing manual with illustrations. It cost three to five yuan a book and was a housewife's favorite thing.
Son, she was looking so seriously that she didn't hear the sound of the guest coming in at all: of course, it was possible that she had heard it, but she hadn't reacted yet.
"Sylvia," I knocked on the counter, "I'm here to see you."
After a long time, the silver-haired girl slowly raised her head, looked at me for a while and then showed a child-like smile: "Ah, Chen - you are here?"
Harlan's eyes suddenly widened, and he pointed at the silver-haired woman in front of him with disbelief: "Bella...Bella Villa?! Are you still alive? Were you brought here too?"
Sylvia was stunned for a while, and then she began to look at Harlan curiously. Then she frowned slightly, as if she was checking the part of the memory she shared with Bella Vela. After a long time, she clapped her hands happily, one per second.
He said slowly: "Oh - it's Harlan - hello, long time no see, Bella Vela is sleeping -"
Harlan's eyes were almost bulging. He looked at the former fallen emperor who was so slow that he could be sent to a nursing home. He stretched out his hand and gestured for a long time but didn't know where to start. At this time, Sylvia finally realized that he should
It was time to do business, so she took out a small box of snacks from the counter with a silly smile and pushed it in front of Harlan: "Want to try it - I made it myself, a new product - it is a confident product...
The children like to eat it most.”
Harlan blinked, and suddenly sighed sadly, looking into my eyes: "I know your ability to reverse transformation is special and requires a 'strike' to take effect, but -"
Harlan raised his arm and pointed at Sylvia, who had a pure smile on her face: "But don't you think you struck too hard?"
I didn't react for a moment, but after a few seconds I jumped on my feet and explained: "I really didn't make her stupid!"
I just wanted to give Harlan a "surprise" and see if anything interesting would happen during the historic meeting between the two fallen emperors, but I didn't expect that this would have a big impact on Harlan: He felt that Sylvia
He must have been purified by the Prodigal Son's face punch just like him, and he felt that I was a bit harsh back then: Sylvia looks like she has been beaten stupid now... (To be continued. If you like this
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