1790. Chapter 1790 The shattered magic soldier [3]
"Don't stare every day. If you stare any longer, your eyes won't become big and round. Moreover, you are all male demons, and women are not women. Even if your eyes are big, they won't look good! Come on, let's play continental drama.
Bar!"
The little angel said cutely, his eyes following a group of angry, helpless, and scared demon soldiers, looking very happy.
Let him play whatever he wants, this sentence is very suitable for him.
A little monster who has been locked up for tens of thousands of years and is very playful, the tricks he can play are still very scary.
"Let me think about what we are going to play next!" The little angel frowned and thought seriously.
As for the twenty-four magic soldiers, except for the one who entered today, the other twenty-three showed expressions of fear to varying degrees.
It's a pity that they were all given a mute charm and couldn't speak. They were also locked in the formation and couldn't even move. They could only express their strong fear with their eyes.
"Ah, I remembered. Today, let's play the big roulette wheel! Spin and spin, whoever turns to the wheel will be punished by getting a haircut. Yeah, this is fun!"
After saying that, he jumped up happily, and then silently recited the incantation. The twenty-four magic soldiers in the formation instantly began to shift, forming a large circle in the direction of the surrounding circle.
Then, the little angel shouted: "Start, turn!!"
I saw twenty-four magic soldiers starting to turn in an instant, and the speed of turning increased from slow to fast, and then faster and faster.
Towards the end, the speed was like a tornado, creating a wind ball. In the wind ball, there were strange sounds of vomiting:
"Uh... ugh... uh... ugh..."
As soon as the little angel heard the strange sound of vomiting, he immediately backed away and jumped away from the big circle to avoid getting dirty.
He pinched his nose with his little fingers, and then shouted: "Stop!"
I saw a strong wind ball, slowly slowing down, slowly slowing down, and finally stopped.
The twenty-four demon soldiers were already spinning dizzy and swaying from side to side. Some of them couldn't hold on. When they stopped, they couldn't help but vomited.
When the little angel saw this, he laughed: "Haha, a bunch of useless guys have vomited now. What are they going to do next? There is nothing to eat here. If you vomit like this, you will probably end up with it.
The result is starvation!"
After saying that, he pointed to the demon soldier who was vomiting the most and facing him, and smiled happily: "Hahaha, big brother, you really take the first place in everything, and charge forward in everything!
The first one to come in, now playing this big roulette game, you are the first one to get tricked, hahaha... Come on, come on, I'll give you half price, just pick half of the big bald head!"
"Uh..." The poor man, the first demon soldier who entered, was about to cry in tragedy. How could his life be so miserable? He didn't share in the good things, but how could he get all the bad things in his turn?
He has been tortured for a full twenty-four days, and has already been played for half of his life. This little monster has new games every day, and every game is enough to make people feel proud.
But now, instead of having a completely bald head, he has a semi-bald head, and he looks like he is particularly gifted.
A half-bald head is much uglier than a fully bald head...
However, now, even if he can speak, he doesn't have the strength to speak...
