Demon King Dad

The hot August has passed, and the Royal Academy of Divine Grace has ushered in a new semester. For Fengchushacheng, peace seems to always be so easily accessible. Except for the recent frequent military movement orders, everything is no different from the past.

Back to the familiar small bush again, to this small wooden house that had been away for two months. The idiot feels deeply that he might have done something wrong at some point.

Where is he wrong?

The mistake lies in it. You shouldn't be soft-handed for a while, letting go of the duran tree with a thick face. Get this plant now unscrupulously and destroy your home like this.

"Ahhh~~~ahhh~~~"

What the little bread is holding at the moment is a bare root of this tree. Looking up, it turned out to be nearly ten meters tall. And his broken wooden house was also very unfortunate, being supported by it to a position a little more than 3 meters above the ground.

The branches of the dulan tree are swaying, because it is summer, its branches and leaves are extremely lush, and the huge shade of the tree covers the roof and resists the hot summer sun. Despite touching its branches and leaves, those leaves will still shrink. But this cannot hide the cheeky nature of this plant.

The wooden houses have been covered with branches and leaves in various places, and the ruined houses have been ruined. Part of the house has even been wrapped in the trunk, so that the house of the idiot and the little bread will always be connected to the tree. But it is still interesting, the windows and doors are not damaged, and there is not much loss of sight. Now, besides the cheeky of this tree, the most important thing is probably--

Up to 3 meters in height.

And it seems that this height will continue to grow in the future. For myself, this height is not a big deal at the moment, but for Little Bread, putting her in a room of this height is indeed very worrying.

The idiot stepped forward, stretched out his hand, pressed it to the trunk, and looked up at his house. The tree that engulfed his house seemed a bit shameful, and many of its leaves shrank and shivered.

"cough………………"

The idiot picked up the small bread, reached out to grab the bumps on the trunk, and jumped to grab the door of his room. The branches were shocked by him, and some emerald green leaves fell.

Climbing up to the room, everything in the room was ruined. The bed that had been sleeping for 4 years was completely covered by vines, and the foot of the bed was broken. The only two chairs and the table were all wrapped in branches and eroded. Not to mention the simple stoves on the side. Perhaps it is because these stoves are the most garbage, and there are basically no fire prevention measures. Therefore, this tree will not show mercy to the idiot and the bread-eating guy, and it has simply destroyed a hundred holes and sores, and it will be immortal.

Putting down the little bread, the girl didn't feel the way her home was broken, she still hopped on the vine bed and rolled. The idiot looked around, bent over, reached under the bed, and pulled out a small iron box inside.

Fortunately, this box is fine. Open it, and the more than 600 Sulas inside are fine. If this tree is so brazen that it dares to attack this box, I believe it must not hide behind that girl anymore, and he must cut it off by himself.

"call…………"

Outside the small bushes, the unleavened autumn tiger exudes a sultry temperature. After the get out of class bell rang, the students walked out of the classroom in groups and went to various tea restaurants to escape the heat. Listening to the peaceful hustle and bustle outside, the idiot had to shook his head, holding the box, holding the small bread and jumping out of the wooden house.

After such a "destroy", redecoration is inevitable. In the next few days, the idiot almost wandered all over the bazaars of Fengchusha City, large and small, and asked hundreds of shops. As the number of Sura in that tin box became less and less, the furniture piled under the Dulan tree also increased, ready for decoration.

Saws, hammers, nails and other things are naturally the prerequisites for decoration. After throwing out all the tatters in the room, the idiot personally cut down a tree in the grove to make a wooden table and two chairs. It's a pity that there are not many trees here. If you cut too much, the wooden house will definitely be exposed to the air. No, he had to buy some more wood, build a bed by himself, and move it in.

The cabinets... Sure enough, I should buy iron ones. The other is the stove. The thing that makes the fire and cooks seems to have an antagonism with this tree, and is the most serious thing destroyed by it. The idiot went shopping for a long time before finding a cheap fireproof stove in a second-hand market. As long as you clean up the dust from time to time, you can probably guarantee that there will be no fire. In this way, this tree should be at ease.

In addition to the interior decoration, the exterior is also the focus of idiot cleaning. He built a platform on the outer edge of the cabin with the wood he bought, and erected guardrails on the platform to prevent the bun from falling down when lying on the platform. After that, a rope ladder was pulled from one side of the platform and hung directly. In this way, even if the tree grows taller in the future, the problem can be solved by adding a rope ladder section by section.

It takes a lot of time to tinker with the house. The idiot thought it would be done soon, but it took more than half a month to complete the renovation. However, for some reason, Principal Campa never came to give him orders during this period of time to let him go to work, and food and other things were supplied normally as usual. Give the idiot enough time to decorate.

Finally, in late September, this small wooden house finally transformed into a tree house and the decoration was completed.

………………It looks good, doesn't it?

The roof is covered with leaves, and the thick branches hold his house. But there is always a price to do in this world. Idiots look at the coins that are less than 100 sura left in the tin box, and then look at the wooden house. I feel more deeply that the decoration is indeed a very important thing. Things to spend money.

"No money~~~!"

Dim Mie laughed extremely happily, the blood pupil stared at the idiot, and smiled: "If you want a house, you can't be stingy with money. If you want to live well, you have to bleed heavily. Human kid, don't you?"

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Slap... slap...

The early autumn morning is confused, and the dreamlike mist makes everything fall into the mist.

Pop... pop pop...

The early autumn morning is even more contradictory. The longer and longer nights compete for the rare time with the unwilling heat.

But in any case, the autumn morning always has the most eternal adjective——

peaceful……

Among the trees, in the thick fog.

The idiot walked back and forth on the grass with his upper body naked, eyes closed.

Slightly beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose, sometimes bowed, sometimes stretched, doing some actions that may seem strange to ordinary people.

Wow... Wow...

The chains on the hands and feet are still strict, making a slight noise with every step the idiot takes. These sounds mixed with the chirping of birds in the woods, floated into the tree house, floated into the brand-new wooden bed, and became the sleeping little girl in the quilt... the best lullaby.

Bang... bang...

In the quiet bushes, only slight footsteps echoed. The boy with his eyes closed continued to do all kinds of weird movements, making a gesture of pinching something with his right hand, waving it back and forth.

Yes, he did keep his eyes closed. But closing his eyes doesn't mean he can't see anything.

In the darkness that belonged to him alone, beside the idiot stood 666 pictures, and in each picture there was a doll. Each puppet came to him in order, squeezing the branch in his hand and hitting it. And he is following the movements of these 666 puppets, repeating and practicing over and over again.

Finally, all the sword-out methods were connected again. It's just that, there is already a layer of sweat on the idiot's naked upper body. He slowly opened his eyes and took a deep breath. Afterwards, he walked to the side of the Dulan tree.

With his right hand, he lightly tapped on the trunk. As if receiving some order, the trunk of the dulan tree shook slightly, and many yellow leaves moved slowly down the moist air in the forest. The idiot pulled out the dark sword, restored the form of the growth sword, clamped it under the armpit, bent over, and posed the third sword of the Six Swordsmanship-Xia Lan's starting style.

call……

Suck…………

call……

Suck…………

The leaves float down. They are slow, laid-back, and fragile.

These leaves are gradually floating at least on the ground under the foot of the year, quiet... peaceful...

call……

Suck…………

call……

Suck…………

The first leaf entered the reach of the long sword. Then, the second and third... The idiot didn't move, he just quietly looked at the warm green in front of him, and the pupils of his eyes gradually enlarged, looking as if lost.

At this time, the first leaf floated towards his shoulder, and it was about to be touched...

! ! !

In the early morning twilight, the tide-like black blade cut through the morning mist. These blades either pick or chop, stab or sweep, a total of ten swords, spread out from the idiot's body in an instant, shaking those leaves.

Wow...

Wow...

The soft ring of the chain is like a sweet ringtone.

The "storm" ended, and the idiot stood in place with the sword in his right hand.

The leaves still fell slowly, falling on his shoulders, head, and arms. After that, it falls to the ground and merges with the soil.

"………………call."

The black blade retracted, and the blood pupil in the chain smiled again. The idiot stood up straight, looked at the leaves on the ground, closed his eyes again, and let all the 666 pictures show up in front of him.

"I said earlier, you don’t need to practice this set of swordsmanship. It’s enough for you to master the sorrow and insects? Isn’t it enough? If you encounter an enemy who is not enough to see these two swords next time, you will Wouldn't it be enough to use my strength? Why should I practice this thankless Xia Lan again?"

The idiot just watched those dolls' sword-out methods silently and ignored them.