Chapter 3855: The Gentleness of that Sound

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Made up of battles where one's life is at stake, there is actually not much fun in experience, especially the experience of one person, who is lonely and speechless. If you don't have an extraordinary psychological quality like me, you can keep it in your heart. Mitosis separates into Mr. A, Mr. B and Mr. C. They bicker with each other and tease each other. It is definitely boring and complicated.

If you think other people's experiences are interesting, then either you don't take life and death battles seriously, or you don't take that person seriously.

Of course, a wonderful story does not necessarily have to include an interesting element. It is for this reason that the barbarian's loud voice is always buzzing in the bar, and the adventurer section of Rogge Weekly is also a long-lasting favorite.

If interesting elements can be added based on this, it will be more popular with the public. For example, the savior column that has been serialized in the weekly newspaper since its inception really makes me, the protagonist, wish to pay tribute to the instigator every time I see it. Princess Sanwu of One sends her highest greetings.

Look at (F) my (U) mouth (*) shape (K).

The topic has gone off topic. What I want to express is that Xiaobu Ke’s experience cannot be described as interesting. As for whether it is exciting or not, I am not sure. After all, I cannot compare it with my own, but there is only one thing that can be confirmed.

Little Buco, she turned out to be a traitor... Ah no, I wanted to say, she turned out to be a hateful European Emperor!

Where is Ou? The Rogge area has not yet been cleared, but there are already two pieces of golden equipment.

Thinking back to those days, except for myself who had the little bug amulet, in the entire Rogge camp, it seemed that only Sister Sharna had a piece of golden equipment. One can imagine how outrageous the explosion rate was. Of course, the number of adventurers in recent years has also increased. If there are more, no matter how small the probability is, as the base number increases, there will inevitably be one or two lucky ones. However, even so, it is unknown whether ten pieces of golden equipment can be collected after several rounds of the entire camp.

Xiao Bu Ke made two babies by himself, do you think it’s okay or not? If this spreads, I am afraid that strange rumors such as "Lone Walker can increase the explosion rate" will soon appear.

It's not that traveling alone can increase the explosion rate, but traveling alone means being stronger. Strong adventurers can get better equipment. Isn't it a matter of course?

Now, I know that there are two European Emperors around me, one is the little Bu Ke in front of me, and the other is the second senior brother, then the question is, if I take them two together to defeat the Abyss Demon God, for example, the weak chickens are not like the Demon God, Coupled with the explosion rate of my BUG little amulet, can I explode all the opponent's shark fins?

It seems to be a very worthy research topic.

I chatted with Xiao Buke for a whole afternoon. As night fell, she left despite repeated attempts to stay and did not stay for dinner.

Look, the little cutie is becoming more and more polite. This is a virtue, unlike some guys who are proud to be free of charge.

It used to be like this.

After dinner, I sat outside my door with a bench, looking at the moon and counting the stars.

In the past, there would have been seven or eight heavy long tables on the empty lawn outside, with double the number of benches on both sides.

A large altar of fine wine is placed on the table. The busy figures of Vilas, Sarah, the pornographic maid, Princess Sanwu, Bisi, Fini, and Oona, these beautiful cooks, shuttle like butterflies around the long table and kitchen. In between, serving tables of exquisite or bold drinks and over-the-top dishes must have been cooked by Sarah, a little lolita, and the dishes she cooked are as exquisite as hers, like works of art. , it makes people reluctant to put down their chopsticks, the taste...well, it's not bad.

As for those large pieces of meat, large pots of vegetables, roasted whole lamb, and roasted suckling pig, most likely they were made by the trio of maids. After all, they are in the bar business, and large amounts of delicious food and speed are enough. Showing it to barbarians is not the same as playing the erhu to the deaf.

As for Vilas, as the number one cook in the league in my opinion, she can do everything. The upper and lower limits of Princess Sanwu are both very high. Whether it’s good or bad all depends on her mood. In other words, she can actually do it well, purely. I gave you the Rainbow Magic Pot just because you were unhappy. The maid is not good at what she does. On the surface, she is a cold and charming elf girl, but in fact she is a timid loser. She is often abused to pieces by her genius sister. Cooking is one of her many skills. There are many that I can get my hands on, but the ones I make always feel like they have been added with birth control pills and are expired. Maybe I am overly concerned.

Lal and his three sons like to sit near the door. They always brag about their training history to everyone they meet, what good equipment they got during the last training session, they press the boss to the ground, rub it, and beat it into a pig's head. Lal is talking about urban superpowers. Version, at least it is not divorced from reality. What comes out of Doug's mouth becomes a magical version. The Big Seven have pulled him seven times and washed his feet five times. They want to brag about the breath coming out of their nostrils. It can blow away the three demon gods.

But whenever he got too carried away, Grove would cause trouble.

When Sarah passed by, Lal's voice would rise twice as loud as Doug's, and several times the sheep in the sheepfold were so frightened by him that they went on hunger strike.

Lao Ma is the best at committing suicide. After a dinner party, he often feels "so disgusting" several times. However, he never tires of it. Occasionally, he even pulls in Feini, Gorilla, etc. Well, there's no one else, okay. Teammate Kurt's skill is to fan the flames, one is instigating, the other dares to act, they are a perfect match. Even if they sometimes play off, they will be dragged into the water together, especially in front of the little fox, and even her former teammate's virtue, no matter what is behind the old horse's death. Whether Kurt is here or not, in short, the big gift package is buy one and get one free.

White Wolf, a cold and handsome man of the werewolf tribe and the prince of werewolves, originally had dual charms. He beat up the little fresh meat and married Bai Fumei. Unfortunately, he is a hopeless girl control, and there is an old horse beside him. Hekut has seriously lowered the average value and has not been able to get out of the order so far.

Speaking of Gothic Gorilla, when he is around, there will always be bananas on the table. No matter what season he is, he is very fascinated. He probably has a unique technique for growing bananas. He has suggested changing the venue of the dinner many times. He cannot stay in the same place forever. He will get tired of it, for example. By the river, by the river, or by the river.

Whenever this happens, his wife Lina is always very considerate. A small snowstorm directly sends him to the river, with an Ice Age theme park as a bonus.

Mishan and Khan would occasionally be pulled over by him. At this time, it would be the gorilla acting like a monster. His ability to commit suicide was almost as good as that of Lao Ma. Of course, as an intelligent gorilla, he knew that unity is strength. The simple truth is that a chopstick is easy to break, but a chopstick can be broken endlessly. Compared with committing suicide, isn't it happier to commit suicide together?

Then, it was time for Sister Lina to perform the unique skill of how to break a pair of chopsticks.

The eldest brother and the second senior brother are relatively isolated, but wherever there is the little angel Kajiel, you can always see the eldest brother following the figure like a crazy man. He was attacked by Shenglong Fist again and again, and he persisted until Kajiel was really annoyed. He hid aside sadly, and suddenly took out a book from behind his buttocks, a book on parenting, something his father successfully learned, squatting in a dimly lit corner, secretly reading it carefully, nodding from time to time, showing his understanding. With such a look, I realized that my skills had greatly improved and my realm had broken through. I once again clung to Kajie'er. I fought with repeated defeats and never lost a hundred battles. The sight of me, a daughter who controlled the tiger, shook her body and made the macho man cry.

The second senior brother looks like a rough guy, but he is actually a middle-aged literary man who is delayed by his appearance. He has a wide range of interests. I can always see his back sitting in the shade of a tree holding a small book. Whenever this happens, I feel a little worried. , with the size of that tree, would it be broken by the second senior brother?

He is capable of literary and military skills. As a barbarian, he is not shy about bragging. Occasionally he will sit at the same table with Laer and others, listen to Doug spitting, and inadvertently add a sentence, such as talking about a certain little monster. , exploded a piece of golden elite equipment, causing everyone to burst into laughter. At this time, Doug patted the big brother on the shoulder, showing an expression of admiration. In terms of his ability to brag without changing his face, even I, Doug, can only win by a small margin. You have a chance.

However, I knew it wasn't the case, and I even wanted to punch him.

KFC and Hambag Team are also frequent visitors. With them around, the dinner dishes are always distorted to the point where they are not delicious. As the heirs of fast food restaurants, Ricken and Hans are even more advanced in their professional cooking skills. It's better than Veras, but no matter how delicious it is, you'll get tired of it all the time. Can you imagine the mountains of burgers and fried chicken on the table? Family Bucket is okay, but what about Global Bucket?

Well, at least foodie Crystal will be happy.

Paladin Baal was often persecuted because of his name, especially when Doug was bragging, punching the big pineapple, and kicking Baal. The paladin who happened to be passing by always had an expression of (′;)? , it’s very miserable.

Kira, a Gundam pilot, a human stick maker, and a professional explosives user. Unfortunately, I am the only one who understands these jokes, and they are very boring.

Aleus, the aloof fujoshi, who is good at making friends but not good at making friends, is the one who caused the accident in the bookstore. He used the underground printing shop privately opened by Princess Sanmu to publish at his own expense and put it on the shelves when no one was around. After a while, the shop owner was reported by an anonymous righteous person (male) who was physically and mentally tortured for selling strange pornographic books, and was arrested by the soldiers with a confused look on his face. .

Such a noble, pure fujoshi who has escaped from vulgar tastes, even at a lively dinner party, still does not forget her original intention. The mysterious and petite figure flashes in every corner of the banquet, and the excited gaze of scrutiny captures everyone. A man who exudes a hormonal atmosphere often only needs a simple hook and a casual eye contact to make her burst with inspiration and write a few pages quickly. A dinner party can fill up half a book. The amount, Arleus, killed the horse with one blow.

Even if she is caught or suspected, as long as she takes off her cloak and hat and transforms into that majestic and cold beautiful girl with burning hair and red eyes, no one will regard her as a suspect unless she is an acquaintance.

The three views follow the five senses. Humans are such humble and pitiful creatures, sometimes even worse than a paramecium.

And Akara, Kane, the old drunkard.

And the rest, the others, the less frequent guests, the friends, the noisy ones.

The grassland at night is empty and pitch black, and the night wind is cold and devoid of any warmth.

Until he was hugged by the petite person behind him.

The cold little hands were stained with water that had not yet been wiped dry.

Although not full, it is a warm and soft embrace.

She is shy, but she also thinks about Shan Hui who comforts her in a way that makes her even shyer.

Turned into a sound.

"Woof~"

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