Diablo Destruction

Early the next morning, the atmosphere was unusual.

The reason was of course the struggle between little King Arthur and the little ghost. In order to protect me, her servant knight, from being snatched away by little King Arthur and captured as a mount, the little ghost even stopped doing her favorite thing of sleeping. []

You see, early in the morning, when I was having sex with little King Arthur, she was also shaking and rubbing her eyes, floating up from the bed in the eyes of me that shocked the world and thought the end of the world was about to come.

Unscientific, absolutely unscientific. How many times has this sleeping goddess been able to get enough sleep in one night? Especially after swallowing the Heart of the Holy Tree, the original one percent possibility has dropped to zero. .

Wife, come out quickly to see the saint! ! !

Even Vilas and the others were really frightened when they saw the little ghost appear early in the morning.

But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what other people are like, this little guy, his name is King Arthur, he should be the boring guy before who almost ruled the entire Dark Continent, I'm not wrong, there is obviously Xiaofan in this world That's enough. He's so stupid that he goes to conquer some continent. This guy is either boring or a fool. He's not King Arthur. He's just called King Dasha.

The little ghost thought and became more vigilant.

Now, this stupid king has finally realized how good Xiao Fan is. He actually came from hundreds of thousands of years ago to rob her. No, absolutely not. Xiao Fan is also a big idiot, a big wolf, and it is always easy. To be tamed, you must take good care of him.

It was this thought that drove the little ghost to defeat the Sandman. Early in the morning, he just washed his face and whispered, and then confronted the little King Arthur with big eyes and small eyes. Of course, he did not forget to hold a diamond in his hand. Chew fiercely - people are like iron rice or steel, she understands this truth very well.

"Sir...this..."

During breakfast, the poor puppy Veras looked troubled and asked me for help.

The atmosphere was so weird and tense that you had to have the courage to eat without changing your expression amidst the heavy fire and bullets. Obviously Vilas couldn't do this.

"Ahem, don't worry about it, just don't worry about it, as long as it doesn't start a fight."

I glanced at it from the corner of my eye, then shook my head with a grunt, buried my face in the rice bowl, and took big mouthfuls.

Breakfast was spent without any danger.

The elves came very timely. Just when I raised my eyebrows and thought about when they would come, there were footsteps outside, and then Crodia walked in first.

"Your Excellency Elder, Elder Lyman of the Elf Tribe is here with his team."

"Oh, let's go out."

When I heard that it was Elder Leman, I didn't dare to neglect him. Not to mention his high status in the elves, just because of this familiarity, I didn't dare to sit at home and wait.

After a little preparation, I took the girls out of the gate. It happened that the welcoming team led by Elder Lyman was also walking at the end of the street. In addition, there were also Alliance soldiers who came to clear the place early in the morning. .

"Why is it you? Grandpa Lyman, why don't you just let other people come and have fun?" I scratched my head in embarrassment.

"Why can't I do it? This is Lena's first time coming to our elves, so we have to welcome her with great fanfare." Lyman smiled kindly. We were all very familiar with each other, so he didn't have so many scruples about what he said.

However, his eyes clearly stayed on me for a while, as if he was looking for something.

Maybe he's looking for little King Arthur. He knows about leaving with me last night.

I guessed it right away. After all, even though little King Arthur can't even take a bath, she is actually a nuclear weapon of the elves. As long as she grows up in the future, the hell clan will be weak. No wonder Lyman The Presbyterian Church is so tight.

I gestured to the cape and hat hanging behind me with my eyes, and there was a slight movement inside. Elder Leman breathed a sigh of relief and smiled so brightly that my goosebumps rose.

Could this old man be an admirer of King Arthur? Of course it's not surprising. Ninety-nine out of a hundred people in the elves are fans of King Arthur, and the remaining one is a baby, but the degree of worship is different. Lyman Obviously a backbone type.

I said, your King Arthur is currently at war with the human saint.

I don’t know if Lyman will faint when he says these words. I am very much looking forward to it, but I don’t dare to say it even if I have a hundred courages.

While he was thinking maliciously, Lyman relaxed and returned to his usual friendly smile. He was already talking to Lena. The two of them were familiar with each other. There were more smiles and less diplomatic rhetoric in the conversation.

At this time, a strange object like a black coal head moved over.

Ghost!

I screamed and quickly moved away.

"Young man, we haven't seen each other for many years, is this how you treat the elderly?" Omus glared at me dissatisfied.

"Of course I know it's you, it's just a joke. Why haven't I seen you for a few years? You, who considers yourself a comedian, have become serious." I responded with a smile.

Yes, this strangely dressed black charcoal-head is none other than Omas, whom he met when he first came to Kurast many years ago, that is, the Indian Asan, who is the head of the Kurast alliance. .

"Don't talk nonsense, I've always been serious."

Saying this, Omus's face became solemn, as if no one in the world could be more serious than him.

However, the strange staff with a handle shaped like half a sun in his hand, and those raised water chestnuts representing the sun's rays, sprayed out twisting sparks, which looked quite funny, setting off Omas's serious face. The huge contrast between his serious face and his bald head makes people laugh.

The two little princesses next to me couldn't help but burst into laughter. My beautiful eyes were bent like crescent moons.

"The treasured sword is not old, the treasured sword is not old." Omus proudly rubbed his chin.

"I said, we should have been greeted when we arrived yesterday. Lena is coming to Kurast for the first time. As the person in charge, don't you think it's rude?" I couldn't see his proud look and said road.

"You have the nerve to tell me when you can't come over?" The other party rolled his eyes.

Yesterday, the sun went down and it was dark before we arrived in Kurast. We really can’t blame Omas for not coming to greet Lena.

"I was performing at that time, so I couldn't spare the time." Unexpectedly, I had just found a reason to forgive him, and this damn Indian Asan exposed himself.

"It turns out it's not too late, but there was a performance, so you didn't come to greet him?" I was furious and started talking to this guy. It turned out that I couldn't use common sense to guess. I was still too naive.

Just when I wanted to compare myself with India's Asan to see whether he had a far-reaching career as a comedian or I had a broad career as a Tucao emperor, at this time, through the layers of alliance soldiers' security locks, a small figure came in. .

"Cousin, meow."

Feini, who was wearing a maid uniform, with a slight sweat on her forehead, exuding a beautiful and gentle temperament that I felt pity for, appeared in front of her, panting slightly.

"Phini, are you still alive?" I was shocked.

"When did I die, meow?" I had just thought about a touching family reunion. When she heard my words, Fini immediately couldn't laugh or cry. She flew over to hug her and almost slipped to the ground.

"Don't you remember? It was one day after God's Birthday, when you and I were drinking tea together." I looked up at the sky, showing nostalgia and sadness.

"There's poison in the tea?!"

Feini shuddered. If there was a cat tail growing from behind, the tail must be standing straight up at this time, and all the fluff on it would explode.

"Not at that time. Listen to what I have to say. You were drinking tea with me at that time..." I moistened my throat.

"Then tell me that you are going to find the meaning of life."

"When did I lose the meaning of my life, meow?!" Feini was hesitant again, with a pitiful expression of crying.

The moment you turned into a transvestite, of course you might have gained a new life because of it, I complained in my heart, coughed a few times, and continued.

"Then you said to me, come on, cousin, drink this glass of Ganges water, and we will still be a good master and slave who love each other in the next life."

"Ehhhhhhhhhh!!! Aren't you drinking tea? What is the water of the Ganges, and what's going on with this separation of life and death? Why do I have to search for the so-called lost meaning of life that doesn't exist at all? You know you have to go even if you risk your life, and what’s the matter with a good master and slave who love each other, aren’t we just cousins ​​who love each other, right?”

"As you go further and further on the path of searching for the meaning of life, your status has unknowingly dropped to the level of a slave in my mind." I ignored Feini's whimpering and complained, and patted me sadly. her shoulders.

"What is the meaning of existence that I'm looking for? Why was I unknowingly demoted to a slave? I don't want that strange meaning of life. Meow, no, absolutely no meow. Cousin, I don't want to find any meaning of existence. , can I stay with you and be my cousin?"

Fini was horrified, nervously grabbing a corner of my cloak, her limbs shivering and trembling, and fragile tears filled her beautiful pleading pupils.

"No, isn't the meaning of life you are looking for the way of slavery?"

"Hey, hey, hey! It's me who wants to become a slave?!" Feini was confused.

"Idiot, you were completely led away by the nose!"

At this moment, Omus hit Feini on the head with his staff, knocking her to the ground holding her head.

"Really, how do you usually teach you, but you are actually being teased by someone else, and this guy, my biggest enemy in life!" Indian Asan roared with foam at the mouth.

"Don't add some weird old enemy settings without authorization. I never wanted to become your biggest enemy in life on the road to being a comedian. It's better to say."

I sternly rejected Omas's attempt to deceive and distort non-existent facts in order to achieve some ulterior purpose in teaching his disciples.

"Really, Mingming and Feini are a perfect match." Omus shook his head sadly.

"My life would be over if I partnered with this guy."

I rubbed Fini's head a few times as she kept whining and begging for mercy, and made a mess of the beautiful maiden's headband she was wearing.

"Anyway, what's the matter with you running here with this old man?"

"I just want to meet my cousin, Meow." Feini adjusted her headband and skillfully re-wrapped the yellow ribbon from the top to the end of her hair. She raised her head and looked at me resentfully.

"Didn't we just meet on God's birthday?"

"That's already half a year."

"We, brother and sister, have been inseparable for a long time. We haven't seen each other for three autumns, but it's just like a day apart?"

"Hey...hey, is this happening?" Feini lowered her head a little shyly.

"So we actually only didn't see each other for half a day."

"Oh...oh, that's it."

Feini couldn't keep up with the rhythm. She tilted her head sleepily and flicked the two black hair bundles wrapped with yellow ribbons on her chest. In terms of appearance, she was extremely cute, but it's a pity...

"So in order to gain the joy of reunion, we should meet again after at least three years."

"Eh... Hey, if one day is equal to three autumns, three years is... that's..." Feini counted with her fingers together, her eyes began to gradually turn in circles, and her brain fell into chaos again.

At this time, I had abandoned her and returned to Elder Leman.

"It's getting late, let's go. It's not good to let Grandma Yalandlan wait." Looking at the horizon, the sun has already sunk halfway up, which is the most refreshing time of the day.

Elder Leman nodded and waved gently to the elf soldiers behind him.

These soldiers, who are similar to an honor guard, are each carefully selected handsome elf men and beautiful elf women. Even among the elves, their appearance is one of a hundred. Standing together at this time, even the morning sunlight was outshone by them, making it difficult to open one's eyes. The men were all stunned.

However, those elven women, who can be called the national color and heavenly fragrance, are eclipsed in front of Vilas and the others. If the morning sun is compared to stars, then they are the moon, and the girls are the sun.

That's not true. Almost the best and most beautiful girls in the Dark Continent are gathered here. Even if the elf girls are just one in a hundred, it's useless. This gap is the same as the number one beauty in a small place, and the number one in the entire country, or even the world. Compared to the beautiful women, you see, even those elf girl soldiers were attracted by the beauty of the girls.

As for that row of extremely handsome male elf soldiers...

I:"……"

Uncle Lal, Senior Brother Carlos, and Brother White Wolf, aren't we good buddies? At this time, shouldn't you hear my inner cry and come all the way to help me calm down?

There were hundreds of people in the team, including those from the Alliance. They arrived in a large and mighty manner. The Alliance soldiers at the front opened the way and arrived at the dock head of the platform unimpeded.

With so many people, it is troublesome to take a boat. The width of the waterway here is destined not to allow large boats to enter.

Just when I was distressed, I saw Lyman signaling to Omas and saying something. Then, the beautiful elven girls and handsome boys each took out a magic tool, emitting a dazzling light.

A moment later, while I was dumbfounded, a rainbow bridge formed by magic and filled with anomalies spread out from under our feet. The direction should be directly to the teleportation array platform.

This... is too exaggerated.

"Grandpa Lyman, I didn't enjoy such treatment back then." Walking on the Rainbow Bridge, I jokingly protested to Lyman.

At that time, it naturally meant that Arturia and I were getting married. There was no such battle at that time.

"You don't know something." Elder Leman smiled and shook his head.

"At that time, in order to hold that wedding, we elves were almost divided into two factions. One faction advocated a big fanfare and an even more exaggerated way to welcome it than we do now, ahem."

There is still one sentence left, so as to show the power of our elves.

"What happened next?" ro! .