Tightening his arms around the little goblin, Dongchen lowered his head, his eyes full of surprise and panic: "What did you say?"
"I want to give birth to a child for you." Ai Wei'er said again, with the boldness of the orcs, with the boldness of the orcs, her mischievous almond eyes were slightly narrowed, and her rosy cheeks were shining with shame.
The big sticks in the hands of the Jin Gangs hit the ground with a bang, and a thought came to their minds: "Is Lord Longa's decision wrong?"
Shaking his head, Vegeta turned around, opened his hands to stop his companions, and hugged them towards the distance.
"Pinch me." Dongchen turned to look at Christina.
The three small hands pinched the soft flesh from different positions, and Dongchen's face turned purple on the spot.
"Why are you all pinching me?"
"You let me."
Moving his body in pain and happiness, Dongchen felt relieved: "I didn't dream, this is true."
Dongchen couldn't help laughing as he thought about the fact that a strong girl would like him, that such weird things would happen in the world.
"Why are you laughing?" Christina's amazing intuition made her feel that Dongchen's smile just now was not funny.
Facing the cat-like woman, Dongchen squinted his eyes and showed his shining white teeth: "I'm laughing at my good luck to have you."
"real?"
"Really, if you don't believe me, just ask Anne."
Her round face was flushed, and her big watery eyes looked at Dongchen in confusion. The little angel's voice was crisp: "Brother, Annie thinks you are panicking."
"..."
Embarrassingly holding Annie in his arms, Dongchen was completely defeated in the disdainful eyes of the other two girls.
The happy and warm picture makes someone not far away envious.
"What a lucky guy." He angrily broke off the branch in his hand and made a snap. Begob, who was sitting next to Bujie, held an unlit cigarette in his mouth and took a long drag.
"Namo Fudo Bodhisattva, everything is predestined."
"Yunfa? What he did is also called Yuanfa?" If rape can be regarded as Yuanfa, Bergobald would like to have a fate every day.
Bujie nodded slightly: "Naughty fate is also fate."
Gritting his teeth and staring at the shiny bald head in front of him, Bergobold's nose twisted in anger: "Fake! If this is called fate, then I will find a girl next time..."
"You are not him." Bujie said quickly.
"You mean I'm not as good as him?" Bergobold's nose became even more crooked.
Bujie loudly announced the name of the Buddha: "Namo Fudo Bodhisattva. It's not that he is inferior, but you are different from him. People are different, and the conditions are also different. Emotional matters cannot be forced, everything... depends on fate."
"I'll do whatever you want." He put the cigarette back on his head, and patted his butt: "Religious people are all magicians, and God is a son of a bitch. You little baldheads believe in big baldheads,
You are the same son of a bitch."
"What's the difference between a bitch bitch and a human bitch? All living beings are equal, and I, the Buddha, are compassionate."
"..."
The warm atmosphere always dissipates quickly, and when everyone comes back to their senses, there is that weird silence around them again.
"Is that guy dead?" Dong Chen finally thought of business.
"No, Anne and the master scared him away." After simply explaining what happened just now, Christina's eyes showed concern.
"Bagobird?" Dongchen stood up and called the science monster aside: "What's going on with Annie?"
"That was originally her power, but she awakened early." Looking at Dongchen jealously, Bergbird spat: "I really envy you. Originally, I thought that Anne would have to be at least sixteen years old before she awakens.
But now she has awakened early, all because of you, bastard."
"Good thing or bad thing?"
Nodding with satisfaction, Bergobold faced Dongchen's worried eyes and smiled: "Don't worry, this is a good thing. As I said just now, that is the power she should have."
Seeing the confusion on Dongchen's face, Bergobold whistled proudly: "I will tell you later, but not now."
"I will wait." Looking at Bergobald's leaving figure, Dongchen clenched his fists and turned to look at Bujie: "Master, I need to explain. Why didn't you take action earlier?"
"I am your master, not your nanny. The young eagle can soar in the sky only after going through wind and rain. You are too young."
"Aren't you afraid that if I die, I won't have anywhere to eat?" Dongchen's face turned black. He's a bullshit eagle. This monk just lives on his own.
Bujie seemed to have guessed Dongchen's thoughts. He raised his head and declared the Buddha's name: "There is no need to worry about my master. If you die, my master will accept another disciple. There are many people here, and those group of gold steels are good."
"
Bang!
Gritting his teeth and no longer looking at the angry monk, Dongchen raised the knife: "Gather!"
The voice of resentment spread far away, and the Jin Gang who were patrolling outside quickly rushed back.
The luggage was quickly packed, and Dong Chen stood at the front of the team with a grim smile, the alpha alloy knife on his shoulder reflecting the light: "Watch the people around you, cheer up, let's go chop him up."
Roar!
Campas!
Passionate slogans are the easiest to inspire momentum.
The group of people marching forward with their heads held high did not realize that there was an additional layer of illusion beside them. When they realized it, it was already too late.
It's foggy all around.
The fog was so thick that it was difficult to see clearly even though they were not far apart.
"Grandmaster!"
"The poor monk knows!"
The blue Buddha appears, and the seals in his hands change.
"Haha break the barrier, Tsui Luo Zha!"
As expected of a Buddhist, he is indeed good at such weird things.
A magnificent brilliance shone, and the surrounding fog dispersed.
But at the same time, everyone was dumbfounded.
what happened?
Broken stone statues, dilapidated stone houses, collapsed towers.
I don't know when, everyone has walked into a ruins.
Dongchen, who was walking at the front, was only two steps away from stepping into a crack. He kicked a piece of gravel into it and listened attentively, but there was no reply for a long time.
"Don't move around, Master, protect them."
His eyes opened angrily, with pale and dark red flames, and a dark stream of light flashed across him, Dong Chen jumped out.
Others see empty ruins, but Dongchen sees them as ghosts and demons. These are a group of souls, or resentful spirits.
The breath of the living attracts them, but the murderous aura mixed in the breath of the living makes them afraid.
The singing started.
The resentful songs drifted in the wind, and as far as the eye could see, far away, at the top of the tallest ruins, sat a girl. She was wearing a green gauze skirt, holding a gold-plated harp in her hand, and next to her was a shining crystal.
The bow. Her eyes are very beautiful, light purple. But what makes people can't help but regret is that there is only dead silence there, without a trace of agility.
"She was the one who attacked us just now?"
The burning blood flames danced, Dong Chen frowned and did not step forward.
Is it intolerance or something else?
Maybe, Dongchen just wanted to finish listening to this song.