Chapter two hundred and eighty ridiculous incest prophecy
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The predictions of the elf messengers from both legions were indeed correct. The five hundred light cavalry from the vanguard arrived at the Yale Oasis that night.
Seeing these five hundred Wolfe cavalrymen, although their lips were full of dry cracks and bloodshot eyes, they were still in high spirits and their military appearance was neat and tidy, which made several generals of the Toulon regiment feel ashamed... Northeast
Fox in the province relies heavily on Wolfe in the southeastern province for assistance in border defense tasks, and the most fundamental and precise reason can be found here.
After arranging the reception tasks, Liu Zhenzhen stood on the desert ground in the northern part of Yale Oasis and stared up at him for a long time. He still didn't wait for Sissi and the others to come back, and he felt a little worried.
Sissi set off two days ago with the mixed team that conquered the desert natives, and went to the unknown little oasis to pick up her uncle's family. Although it seemed that the other party had surrendered to her, Liu Zhanzhen wanted to show his sincerity.
, he still sent a wedding reception group composed of Helen and Mo'er to follow him. He was in charge of the defense of the entire Yale Oasis, and he really didn't dare to leave; now that the mixed regiment had returned with the prisoners, the wedding group was not even able to leave.
Not even a ghost was seen.
The more Liu Zhencheng thought about it, the more frightened he felt. With the strength of the Xinyingqin Group, wild beasts or robbers in the desert could not pose a threat to them. However, Liu Zhenzhan was worried that if they got lost or encountered natural disasters such as quicksand or dust storms, then
Trouble.
Regarding the dangers in the desert, Liu Zhenzhen had heard the Ostrite ostrich guides sent by the Cambridge United Team talk about it countless times. In the Taklamago Desert, there is a kind of "sand mirage", which is hidden in the vastness.
The mirage illusion released by the "Sand Sea Giant Mirage" under the sand sea can easily make people lose their way and wander further and further in the vast desert, until they run out of water and food, and their bones are buried in the yellow sand.
In comparison, mirage and mountain mirage, although they are both mirages released by giant mirages, are far less dangerous than sand mirages. (ps: mirage is a giant clam.) The more Liu Zhencheng thought about it, the more he became afraid.
The night is getting darker, and a large area has been cleared in the center of the Yale Oasis. Countless excited audiences are watching the second additional live broadcast of Diwei. This live video is the original video of the Divine Comedy Shaman leading the Feileng Cui God of War.
The life and death battle between the Summer Palace Guards and the Flame Emperor. On the magic screen, the scene that appeared at this moment was the Spurs Knight Corina straightening the seven-meter heavy dragon gun and launching a fearless charge towards the Flame Emperor. Because it was completely
The panoramic view was clearly reproduced. The heroic figure and tense atmosphere of the mammoth knight with golden vine armor all over his body was running wildly. It tightly grabbed the hearts of all the audience like a big hand, and a huge gasping sound sounded in the oasis.
Some porcupine warriors who were sitting on the tops of date palm trees watching the live video got so nervous that they actually fell down from the trees.
Liu Zhenzhen hung the luminous pearl on the palm tree next to him, hoping that it would provide an eye-catching beacon for the wedding group when they came back. He raised his wrist and looked at the time scale on the 'Twelve Time Wristwheel'. Liu Zhenzhan thought to himself,
If the wedding group doesn't come back in another hour, you might as well go find them and save yourself the worry and anger.
Guoguo, wearing a cowboy hat and a red scarf around her neck, was batting a ball carelessly at the side. The little parrot stood on the palm tree, watching Guoguo play wildly.
This leather ball made from the fleshy body of the Evil Eye Tyrant is of very good quality. It has been ravaged by a group of violent strong men for such a long time, but it has not suffered any damage... It is worthy of being made from the body of a super-level monster.
Solid enough.
Seeing Guo Guo's innocent look, Liu Zhenshao couldn't help but think of the two blood babies sent to Bing Huang. They had been separated for a month, and he really wanted to go back and see them now.
A ferret fur cloak was gently placed on Old Liu's shoulders. Liu turned around in shock, and it turned out to be the little nun Joan of Arc.
Under the soft yet bright light of the Luminous Dragon Ball, Joan of Arc, dressed in a black nun's robe, was leaning under a palm tree, smiling reservedly at Liu Zhencheng.
Because she had just washed her hair, Joan of Arc had not yet put on her nun's scarf. Her long, wet brown hair was like a waterfall, completely hanging down to her buttocks. The light was revealing, and it set off a picture.
The pretty face with picturesque features is extremely youthful and charming.
Liu Zhencheng's eyes were a little straightened as he looked at it. He didn't expect that Joan's hair had grown so long, and he didn't expect that her long hair would have such an intoxicating and unique style. If he had known better, what kind of mirror would he have bought?
?Let Joan of Arc take off the nun's headscarf. This long hair is a mirror!
Liu Zhensha finally understood why Master Puskas was so worried about handing over Joan of Arc to the Holy See of St. Paul to be a saint. Such a beautiful long-haired saint might be a group of priests and dignitaries who are used to playing in the confessional.
Even if you chop off the head, you should try to taste it.
"Dad, why do you always look at me?" Joan of Arc blushed and lowered her head, her long and slender fingers nervously scratching the palm trees next to her.
Liu Zhenzhen was completely stunned. Guoguo, who was playing the rubber racket beside him and was still happy, also had a big mouth and looked at Joan of Arc stupidly, letting the evil eye ball bounce to the distance with a "whoosh".
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This is the first time that Joan of Arc calls herself daddy! Liu Zhenzhen can hardly believe that this is true!
You know, Joan of Arc never even called her biological father, Master Puskas!
In the past, Liu Zhensha and the father and daughter rarely even talked to each other. The relationship was as tense as possible. Now it seems to have changed. This time in Shabak, Joan of Arc went out with Master Pushkar.
street.
"Dad..." When Joan saw Liu Zhenhan still staring at her stupidly, her pretty face turned red and she pouted in infinite irritation.
"Why did you remember to call me daddy like that?" Liu Zhencheng asked strangely.
To be honest, "Dad" is obviously a very sacred title. Although it was called sweetly from the mouth of a young nun, it completely changed the taste in Liu Zhenxuan's ears. He couldn't help but think that if the beautiful and beautiful Jeanne d'Arc
While calling myself daddy, while talking to myself...
You beast! Joan of Arc is your bonded daughter! Old Liu scolded himself desperately in his heart, but he couldn't suppress this sinful thought.
"I call you dad because I am your goddaughter! Shouldn't I?" Joan of Arc was naughty and a little cunning, and winked at Liu Zhenshao. This explanation was really full of Liu Zhenshao's style.
"I'm not used to it for a while." Liu Zhenzhen was so excited by Joan's cooing action that his heart felt like it was being scratched by a cat's claws. A ghostly fire rose up, and he quickly said a non-nutritious greeting.
Changing the subject: "Good girl, why didn't you watch the live broadcast of Diwei?"
"I don't really like to watch this kind of fighting and killing Di Wei. I just watched Di Wei alone in the tent and took pictures of the scenery." Jeanne smiled: "Dad, you don't have to worry too much.
Sissi, a native of the desert, is here. Sister Helen and Mo'er will be fine. Maybe something has delayed them."
"Anyway, I have nothing to do. Just wait here and wait for them. I'm not worried." Liu Zhanzhen helped Joan put on the nun's headscarf and put the ferret cloak on the little nun's shoulders: "Desert
It gets extremely cold at night. You should take care of your health. My night-light dragon beads and singing clothes have the effect of relieving the cold and enjoying the heat..."
Because of this intimate gesture, the "father and daughter" were a little close, which was within the standard ambiguous distance. The two people's eyes were staring at each other. Liu Zhenzhen looked at Joan of Arc's beautiful eyes that could not bear to be moved away.
I was a little crazy for a moment, and my voice gradually became softer and quieter.
After a brief moment of confusion, Liu Zhensha and Joan of Arc realized their gaffe and turned their heads away from each other, their faces burning.
Guoguo stood on the ground with her arms akimbo, staring at Joan of Arc and Liu Zhancheng, her big eyes furtively moving around.
The little parrot standing on the palm tree had its eyes brighter than an owl, and tilted its head sideways, as if eavesdropping.
Joan of Arc was ashamed and angry when she saw the behavior of the two little beasts. She spat softly and lowered her head, not daring to raise her head.
"Kiss me, kiss me, oh, I'm so anxious, not professional at all," the little parrot said dissatisfiedly.
"This little beast! Ever since the blood points of Ice Phoenix and Fire Crane were given to it, it seems to be getting more and more ghostly!" Liu Zhenshao was exposed, and he gnashed his teeth and cursed at the parrot: "Look at me if I can overcome my shortcomings again."
Tear your mouth off!"
The little parrot immediately said "Silly b~" and flew away with fluttering wings. Guoguo lay down on the ground with his belly in his hands, punched the sand on the ground with his fists, and laughed "gurgling".
"A nun is a person who is married to God Paul. What I use to cover my hair with a scarf is (??) the disintegrated will and power..." Joan of Arc's voice trembled as if she had malaria.
After saying such a meaningless sentence, she herself felt embarrassed. She covered her face in shame and squatted on the ground, like a quail before the cold wave came, shivering all over.
Liu Zhenshao was thicker-skinned than Witherspoon City Wall, and he couldn't help but blush at this time.
Joan of Arc's words were too much of a cover-up. With Liu's shocking IQ, it was strange that he couldn't hear the underlying meaning.
But apart from being embarrassed, Liu was also shocked and secretly happy at this moment, just like a pauper picking up an empty wallet and soon discovering that the wallet was worth more than diamonds.
Along with this kind of secret joy, there is also constant guilt, three asymmetrical emotions, which are like vines entangled in an ancient tree, tightly lingering in Liu Zhenzhen's heart, and they are still chaotic after being cut and sorted out.
From the time when he teased Joan of Arc on Dolot Street, to when Master Puskas handed Joan of Arc over to him, and until now, Liu Zhenzhan himself was very confused as to where the little nun was in his mind.
, but the only thing that is certain is that he has never regarded Joan as his daughter. As for other crooked ideas, it cannot be said that they are not there, but they are not blatant.
"Joan of Arc...I..." Liu Zhenzhen took a deep breath and secretly thought about what to say to break up the current awkward atmosphere.
"Dad! Did you know? My father is about to die..." Joan suddenly raised her head and interrupted Liu Zhensha's nonsense. Although her whole body was still shaking badly, she still gritted her teeth and tried to muster up the courage to say
This sentence came out.
"Master Puskas? He always likes to play this Boolean..." After hearing what Joan of Arc said, Liu Zhenzhen's face was so hot that he could fry a poached egg.
He felt embarrassed for his random conjecture just now. He really wished he could find a crack in the ground and crawl in. He was so lustful...
"It's true... The magic element in his body has begun to fail... This is what he told me personally... It's not a joke..." Joan of Arc was very excited, her teeth
Just like the seven-star repeating crossbow, it "knocks, knocks" continuously.
The God of War is on top. Liu Zhenzhen felt as if his chest had been hit by a big stone, and he was completely stunned.
Although Master Puskas has always claimed that he is about to die, Liu Zhenshao always thought he was just joking. But today, when Joan of Arc confirmed the news, he really felt like his heart was twisting. Puskas
He is one of the best people to him, and Liu Zhencheng misses this feeling very much.
Anyone in the Pan-continent with a little knowledge of elements knows that the gradual exhaustion of magic power is a sign before the magician is about to die. The same is true for Behemoth Sacrifice. If the singing power begins to decline in the body of Behemoth Sacrifice, it means that Behemoth Sacrifice
His health and life were about to come to an end, and it was for this reason that the current golden-robed priest, Lord Milu, abdicated.
"He..." Jeanne's chest heaved violently. She stopped talking for a long time, but still couldn't muster up the courage to say the following words.
"Don't worry, Jeanne, I will do my best to find a elixir for your father to extend his life." Liu Zhenzhen nodded solemnly: "Although I don't know whether the Eastern Dragon's body really has the miraculous effect of immortality, I
Both Guoguo and I have eaten Tyrannosaurus eggs, so when the time comes, give my blood to your father to drink first."
"He...he...told me...he had said through divination...that...you and I...would have a child...
.." Joan of Arc finally mustered up the courage. She was trembling like leaves swaying in the wind: "...just six days later...my father wanted to see it with his own eyes before he died.
Look at this kid..."
Liu Zhenshaan almost fell to the ground with a somersault.
"Dad...I am your goddaughter...I am really scared...I don't want to do this...Incest is the greatest original sin...I
I have been insisting on it for several days... Today I really have to say it... I'm afraid..." Tears burst out of Joan of Arc's eyes, and her rose petal-like sandalwood lips were completely lost.
Bloody, as soon as she finished speaking, her delicate body suddenly threw herself into Liu Zhenhan's arms. Her helpless and hesitant crying would make anyone with a conscience break their heart when they hear it.
"Is this why you called me "Dad" today?" Liu Zhenzhen smiled bitterly and stroked Joan of Arc's cloud-like hair: "Has this problem been bothering you for a long time? While everyone is away tonight, you finally asked me
Do I have the courage to speak out?"
Joan of Arc nodded vigorously in his arms.
"Jane Arc, don't be like Gotani and hide everything in your heart." Liu Zhencheng let out the pent-up anger in his chest for a long time. In the most solemn tone, he said to Joan Arc word by word: "I
I admit that Master Puskas is a very good magician, but prophecies also have probabilities. The prophecy that you will be pregnant with my child in six days is even more ridiculous! As long as you are not willing, no one dares to force you to be anything you are not.
Something you love to do! No one else can!”
"I'm afraid...I'm really scared..." Joan of Arc raised her pretty face full of tears.
"What are you afraid of? Little fool, do I look like a rapist?" Liu Zhenzhen laughed loudly and scratched the little nun's nose: "No one dares to force you! Now I swear to you with my life, Guoguo,
I will never infringe on you in any way! I never thought of doing that! How could I be so shameless?"
"I believe you!" Joan of Arc burst into tears and smiled: "Actually, you are already a good person in my mind!"
"I used to be a good person." Liu Zhenzhen smiled bitterly.
"People didn't know who you were before! In fact, I also believed that you wouldn't do that. But I was still scared, but now I'm not scared anymore!" Joan of Arc excitedly picked up her toes and pointed at Liu Zhenzhen's right cheek.
"Baji" gave a big kiss: "If you weren't my godfather, I think I would have fallen in love with you! God...I actually fell in love with my own father...hehehe...
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"Silly girl! Just say some crazy things!" Liu Zhenzhen subconsciously touched his face, feeling a mixture of emotions. The little nun's lips were as gentle and lovely as rose petals. Being kissed by her like this, Liu Zhenzhen was shocked.
On the contrary, it feels a little bit sad.
"It feels so good to have no worries!" Joan of Arc breathed a long sigh of relief, opened her arms, and looked up at the fragrant handkerchief in the sky.
"You are just asking for trouble!" Liu Zhenzhen laughed.
"Dad, I'm going back to sleep! I want to take advantage of the good mood now to weave a sweet dream!" Joan wrinkled her nose and took a deep breath of cool air. As she ran away, she waved her hand vigorously to Liu Zhanchen, her beautiful long hair
A faint orchid fragrance was thrown into the night sky.
"Damn it!" Liu Zhancheng looked at the back of Jeanne d'Arc and then at the fruit on the ground: "What the hell is this!"