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Chapter 370 Auntie is a musician?

Picking up the limp triangular red hat and holding it for a few seconds, the item attributes appeared:

[Name: Little Red Riding Hood] [Type: Clothing Accessories]

[Function: werewolf, seal]

[Introduction: An evil werewolf kidnapped a beautiful human girl during pregnancy and took her back to the cave to mate. Soon after, the woman became pregnant with the werewolf's child. One night, she escaped while the werewolf was out.

Out of the cave. _o_m A year later, the woman gave birth to a werewolf child, a half-human, half-wolf monster. In order to survive in a human village, the woman prayed to a kind priest for help. The priest killed the werewolf,

Little Red Riding Hood was woven from the blood-stained fur on the werewolf's abdomen, and the devil in the darkness was captured to put a curse on Little Red Riding Hood. The child who put on Little Red Riding Hood became a human from then on.】

[Note 1: The killing never stops.]

[Note 2: I don’t think I can turn back into a human again]

"So what happened was that the woman's mother, who was the owner of the wooden house, found out that her daughter had given birth to a monster, and led the villagers to burn the woman to death. The little girl escaped because she was too young. When she grew up, she turned into a wolf.

Go into the forest to seek revenge on grandma."

"At present, it seems that this is a prop that combines two major professional characteristics." Zhang Yuanqing resisted the desire to destroy and kill, and put the red hat on his head.

Looking at the young man who was slumped on the ground, he had just regained some sense and calmness, and now he saw the little red hat floating in the air, as if there was an invisible person wearing it.

"Ghost, there is a ghost!" He immediately rolled his eyes and fainted from fright.

After putting on Little Red Riding Hood, Zhang Yuanqing completely understood the power and cost of this prop.

Function 1: Werewolf. After transforming into a werewolf, the prop holder will gain extremely terrifying combat power, and possess night vision, keen sense of smell, terrifying strength, speed and defense.

The higher the holder's body speed, the higher the increase in werewolf transformation. The limit is the peak level 5.

Werewolves have two forms, one is the Night Demon Wolf, and its skills are Frost and Night King (with a chance to resurrect from the dead, cooling time is twenty-four hours).

One is the Flame Demon Wolf, whose skills are flames and fire poison.

The two forms can only be used at night and during the day respectively. The wolf transformation at night is the Night Demon Wolf, and the wolf transformation during the day is the Fire Demon Wolf.

Function 2: Seal.

This skill can draw all creatures within a radius of 60 meters into this space. In this space, the inventory will be sealed, including the prop owner.

But the owner can enter and leave the space freely, return fully armed, and can also bring in helpers.

"The best item. The werewolf function can be used by Blood Rose or myself. In melee combat, it can directly crush the same level, and can even fight across levels. The sealing function is even more useful for trapping enemies and group fights. Fuck, this is better than

I can still make money from the A-level dungeon next time. The president of the Merchant Guild is indeed a demigod. A little leakage between his fingers is enough for a little guy like me to enjoy it. If I have the chance to kill all the demigods in the world, I will make a fortune.

Hey, calm down and control your emotions..."

Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed. The joy of becoming rich overnight even temporarily suppressed his mental pollution.

But the price is also terrible. The two costs of Little Red Riding Hood are that after putting on the hat, the character will slowly distort, even if its function is not used...

For example, now that the spirit put on the hat, Zhang Yuanqing felt that the hostility and murderous aura in his heart was slowly growing.

Second, if used too many times, the body will completely transform into a werewolf, becoming a bloodthirsty, violent, and irrational monster.

This kind of price is very terrible. Fortunately, he is a night wandering god and has the Infernal Corpse to bear it for him.

"Da da da……"

At this time, the red dancing shoes quickly circled around the master's spirit body, and the frequency of steps was rapid and heavy, seeming a little irritable.

In the tunnel, Zhang Yuanqing pigeoned it once, and now it's the second time.

If you don't pay the price, Red Dance Shoes' favorability towards its owner will decrease. It has become irritable now, and it is estimated that it will attack its owner if it does it again.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was about to release the 'sealing' function of the prop, couldn't help but look at the unconscious young man.

I'm going back now. Guan Ya and the others are all here, so I feel a little embarrassed to dance in public, although I don't care that Zhang Yuanqing immediately possessed the young man's body and paid the price for the red dancing shoes.

After comforting the red dancing shoes, he broke away from the young man's body, picked up the limp triangular little red riding hood again, and released the seal.

In an instant, the full moon, forest and wooden houses appeared in front of me in a familiar ripple shape.

When his vision became clear again, Zhang Yuanqing saw the familiar tunnel and the vehicles parked in the tunnel.

[Ding! You have gained five hundred moral points.]

A spiritual realm reminder sounded in my ears.

By solving the disaster, you can directly obtain the moral value. It does not need to be as qualitative as the case. This thought flashed through Zhang Yuanqing's mind.

He was sitting in a black car. Next to the car were Guan Ya, Queen, Little Green Tea, and Li Chunfeng. Farther away, there was Fu Qingyang, dressed in white like snow.

Then there were the seven survivors, who looked around in fear. When they found out that they had returned to reality, their faces showed the joy of surviving the disaster, and then they broke down emotionally, covering their faces and crying bitterly.

Jiang Yubai looked left and right, looking for something.

"Kacha!"

When Zhang Yuanqing saw his teammates guarding the car, he felt a strong hunting instinct in his heart. He opened the car door according to his instinct without thinking.

"Brother Yuanshi is awake~"

The person standing outside the cab was Xie Lingxi. When she heard the noise, she turned around and her little face suddenly brightened up. She rushed forward happily and threw herself into her brother's arms.

But Guan Ya took the lead, grabbed her by the collar, threw her behind, and said in a deep voice:

"Don't go there!"

Xie Lingxi stumbled back and almost fell down. Just as he was about to accuse Sister Guan Ya of being stingy, she suddenly noticed that Brother Yuanshi's expression was extremely strange.

One of his eyes is evil and chaotic, the other is clear and bright, but his face shows two completely opposite emotions.

"Yuanshi, calm down, deal with your own problems first, don't be swayed by emotions." Guan Ya pulled Xiao Green Tea back. She could see Yuan Shi's abnormality at a glance and reminded him to purify his negative emotions.

As soon as Guan Ya finished speaking, a figure flew into Zhang Yuanqing's arms.

"Hey you!"

Guan Ya made a short cry and rushed over to prevent Yuan Shi from hurting anyone...

But what surprised her was that Yuan Shi took the initiative to open his arms and support the woman's buttocks, allowing her to hang on him like a koala.

At the same time, his expression became distorted, his teeth grinded in his mouth, and he suddenly controlled his bloodthirsty desire.

Guan Ya curled her lips, she already recognized who this woman was.

It was the aunt who targeted her at the dinner table.

"It's really coming out. Yuanzi, you are so awesome. My aunt's love for you is not in vain." Jiang Yuyi said happily.

The neck was so white that it seemed as if it had been bitten off. Zhang Yuanqing leaned against the car, holding his aunt's buttocks with one hand, and grabbed the evil-breaking charm from the inventory with the other hand, and put it on his forehead.

The evil-breaking talisman spontaneously ignited, and a round of clear but not bright golden light lit up, washing away Zhang Yuanqing's sea of ​​consciousness.

Strong negative emotions dissipate - emptiness.

Huh, he breathed out a sigh of relief. From the corner of his eye, he saw Fu Qingyang walking towards him. He immediately put down his aunt and said:

"You go ahead and sit in the car for a while, I have something serious to do."

"Are they also members of the Dragon Group?" Jiang Yuyi glanced at the women and said:

"They are all quite beautiful. Oh, this Guan Ya is also from the dragon group. No wonder you guys are getting along well with her."

No, don’t say the word dragon group, I will still be a little embarrassed. Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly looked at Guan Ya and others, but found that their expressions were as usual.

Pushing his aunt into the car, closing the door, Zhang Yuanqing said again: "Lingxi, please 'pacify' them."

Xie Lingxi nodded and greeted the six survivors.

At this time, Fu Qingyang stopped in front of him, and Zhang Yuanqing handed over the triangular red hat in his hand.

Fu Qingyang took the little red riding hood, looked at the properties of the item attentively, and immediately frowned:

"Werewolf..."

"Is there any problem?" Zhang Yuanqing asked. Fu Qingyang replied:

"Among the evil professions abroad, there are indeed those who transform people into monsters, but the core lies in alienation, not just a certain kind of monster, which is not consistent with the characteristics of werewolves."

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned. With Fu Qingyang's knowledge, he had never heard of werewolves. It seems that the so-called "werewolves" actually have a deeper meaning.

Before he could ask, Fu Qingyang guessed:

"Werewolf is most likely an evil profession in the third area. Based on the fact that the third area has not been opened, Little Red Riding Hood should be an item before the spiritual realm. Because it has the characteristics of the eternal night profession, it was accepted by the spiritual realm and became a prop.

"

With that said, he handed the little red hat to Zhang Yuanqing and said:

"You can choose to hand it over in exchange for merit and rewards, or you can keep it for yourself."

I will definitely keep this kind of top-notch prop for myself. Besides, if werewolves are an evil profession in the third area, then things are rare and valuable, and the value of Little Red Riding Hood is far higher than its own level.

Zhang Yuanqing took the props and put them in the inventory without hesitation.

Then he asked: "Boss, how should we deal with this incident?"

It has only been three hours since the incident occurred. There has been no official official report on the incident in detail yet, but there are already reports on the Internet of supernatural incidents occurring in the inner ring tunnel. Of course, the corresponding 'rumors' will be deleted soon and public opinion will not spread.

Fu Qingyang pondered for a few seconds and said:...

"The tunnel collapsed, resulting in the death of many people. The seven survivors have been rescued by the unremitting efforts of the security guards. Later, musicians will hypnotize them and the relatives of the victims to let them accept this fact and receive corresponding compensation.

To control public opinion on the Internet, let the Songhai official media issue a refutation of the rumor, and after a while, no one will mention it."

"Understood." Zhang Yuanqing nodded, knowing that Fu Qingyang was teaching him how to do things. If he holds a high position in the future, he must know these basic operations.

He sincerely lamented: "What a disaster."

"It's a disaster, but it's also an accident." Fu Qingyang glanced at him: "Just like train derailments, flight crashes, major highway traffic accidents, etc., they are unexpected accidents that even the three demigods don't want to see.

This scene, after all, deducts their moral value."

Zhang Yuanqing said helplessly: "Boss, you don't need to explain, I'm not so extreme that I want to make the demigods pay with their blood."

Fu Qingyang nodded and suddenly said: "Dragon Group, it sounds pretty good."

Zhang Yuanqing:???

"Boss, stop laughing at me."

"Laughing?" Fu Qingyang frowned slightly, "I didn't laugh at you."

Oh, I almost forgot, Mr. Qian has lived abroad for a long time and is a noble son of a wealthy family. I have never heard of this old joke!

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly realized it, and immediately changed the topic and said: "Boss, can you lend me a healing tool, the kind that is in the transcendent realm and costs very little."

The injury on his aunt's leg needs treatment, but he doesn't want to use the mountain god's scepter. Just imagine what everyone will think if you treat your aunt's injury and the tent is propped up.

Even though the cost of the props is unavoidable, it is still inappropriate.

Fu Qingyang spread his palm, and a crystal clear green leaf appeared.

"Put it on the wound and it will heal the skin injury in three minutes without leaving any scars." Fu Qingyang said and glanced at the carriage.

With the scout's insight, he had already seen the reason why Yuan Shi asked for the wood demon props.

Taking the green leaves, Zhang Yuanqing opened the car door and said: "Auntie, stretch out your legs."

Jiang Yuyi obediently stretched out a pair of well-proportioned, slender, porcelain-white jade long legs. Little Dobby hung on her thigh, hugging her aunt's beautiful legs like a koala, and slept peacefully.

"Just wait three minutes and it'll be fine." Zhang Yuanqing leaned over and put the leaf against his aunt's wound, and then picked up Xiao Doubi.

"boom!"

He closed the car door, woke up the little funny boy with a flick of his finger, and without saying a word, scalped several times on his head with sparse fetal hair.

No wonder he didn't follow the ghost bride. It turned out that he was greedy for the gentle land and slept with his aunt's lap in his arms.

"You don't have a long memory, and you pester my aunt every day?" Zhang Yuanqing put it under his arm, gathered the power of the twelfth yin in his palm, aimed it at Q's little butt, and slapped it up one after another.

The little Dobby was beaten unexpectedly, and like most babies, he started to cry loudly.

And conveyed to him unclear thoughts, like a baby babbling:

"Mom, mom~"

Mom, Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment.

Of course, my aunt is not Xiao Doubi.? Mom, he knows Xiao Doubi’s life experience very clearly. She is the child of sister Wang Qian, a member of the Killing Palace, who died in infancy.

But why does Xiaodoubi regard Jiang Yubai as his mother?

An ignorant infant spirit would never favor a certain woman for no reason. There were so many beauties around him, and he didn't see the little one getting close to anyone.

But I treat my aunt differently.~~

Yes, Xiao Doubi came back hanging on her aunt's lap. After that, she always liked to hang on her aunt's lap countless times, showing a strong dependence on her.

This is unreasonable.

I should have realized this unreasonable detail a long time ago. Why have I never doubted it before? Why? This is not in line with my character. What influenced me? Zhang Yuanqing frowned.

At the same time, he vaguely thought of a possibility.

The possibility of Xiao Doubi getting close to her aunt and treating her as her mother. The musician who can hum lullabies, the Hongluan star official who is in charge of marriage, and the commander who is in charge of pregnancy!

Natural mother-musician profession.

At this time, Xie Lingxi had calmed down the six survivors and jogged back, saying:

"Elder Fu, to maintain hypnosis for a long time, you need to be at least a saint. I have just contacted the palace owner's sister. She happens to be free and is willing to take this order. Elder Fu, if you agree, I will invite her over."

PS: Correct typos first and then...

Chapter 85 Is my aunt a musician?


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