Super God Knight Evolution

A barbecue stall on the street in Geermu City.

An Lan sat on the same chair as Virgil. The table in front of him was full of grilled skewers and peanuts, and the ground at his feet was full of cigarette butts.

It had been more than a week since he left the Super Seminary. An Lan rode a motorcycle and headed westward, finally approaching the uninhabited area of ​​​​Khekexili.

I don't know how many mountains I have climbed and how many scenery I have admired along the way.

But An Lan's anxious mood not only did not get better, but it got worse after leaving the Super Seminary. Now An Lan is like a barrel of explosives, which may explode at any time.

An Lan, who was eating skewers, suddenly squinted his eyes and heard the sound of "da, da" footsteps from behind. This was the sound of high heels.

Judging from the sound quality, this is a pair of high-heeled leather boots. According to the frequency analysis of the footsteps, the person who came was about 175cm tall and weighed 110 pounds.

The target should be himself.

Sure enough, the next moment a slender jade hand was placed on An Lan's shoulder.

A trace of disgust flashed in An Lan's eyes.

Handsome men and beautiful women are both relatively scarce resources. Moreover, An Lan's appearance is on the same level as top beauties such as Tianshi Yan and Qi Lin.

When walking on the street in the past, he was often approached by scouts and wine touts.

When he was in a good mood, An Lan would respond politely, but now An Lan was in a bad mood and didn't want to waste time on anyone or anything he was not interested in.

"Get lost!"

An Lan cursed subconsciously, and then turned his head and looked back.

Above the black high-heeled leather boots, there were slender and round legs wrapped in black stockings. Even if the comprehensive beauty of these legs could not be compared with Tianshi Yan, it could at least be comparable to Qi Lin's.

His eyes continued to sweep upwards, and in the beige windbreaker was a graceful body wrapped in a black cheongsam.

Why does this dress look so familiar?

An Lan subconsciously looked up again, and after confirming the face of the person coming, his pupils shrank slightly, and the anxiety accumulated for more than a week was instantly calmed down a lot.

The person who came was Liang Bing.

Although it was not clear why Liang Bing was looking for him and how she found him, it did not prevent An Lan from feeling happy.

People who like to have fun often ignore danger in order to have fun. What's more, An Lan has left some of his genes in Qiangwei and Rui Mengmeng respectively.

Even if this body is shattered to a single atom, it can use the genes in Qiangwei and Rui Mengmeng to be reborn again.

Disgust, surprise, playfulness, desire, in just a short moment, the emotions contained in An Lan's eyes changed four times.

Liang Bing saw the changes in An Lan's eyes and was quite proud of himself. As a demon and a former angel, Liang Bing is very good at observing and stirring up other people's emotions.

You are shocked by my beauty, the queen, right? Very good.

Yan, I want to make this little boy you like fall at my feet!

"Handsome boy, you don't look very happy."

Liang Bing smiled charmingly, her eyebrows were really as beautiful as the mountains and autumn waters, and there were countless styles in her eyebrows and eyes.

Lifting her hand on An Lan's shoulder, Liang Bing gently stroked An Lan's cheek and teased, "What's the point of drinking alone?

Do you mind buying me a drink?"

An Lan was a little confused. She looked at Liang Bing, then at the peanuts, edamame, lamb skewers and Pulse on the table. I thought this was not a bar...

An Lan was silent for a long time before he sighed, "I have seen many wine touts and hostesses.

This is the first time I have seen someone selling wine in a place like this."

Liang Bing was slightly startled and instinctively felt that the lines arranged by Hei Feng for her were a little wrong.

Hei Feng is the master of the Demon Legion. His specialty is to give advice and write scripts. Although the inspiration for this action came from Liang Bing, many of the lines were designed by Hei Feng.

Liang Bing connected to the communication channel on the spiritual level and asked: "Heifeng, where did you get the inspiration for the lines you designed for me?"

"From those wine touts, hostesses, and skilled women."

Heifeng was afraid that Morgana didn't understand, so he explained in detail: "They are those female freelancers who use their beauty and bodies to transfer other people's money to their own wallets."

"Fuck, is this the kind of person I am in your eyes, the queen?

I will peel your skin when I go back!"

After cursing, Liang Bing swallowed her breath, smiled slightly, pulled a plastic chair and sat opposite An Lan, and said with a smile: "Sister, I will take it as your consent."

The script has been written, the stage has been built, Liang Bing is like an old general who made a guest appearance on the spot, and has to bite the bullet and perform this play.

An Lan sighed and said with a smile: "I have always been indifferent to wine touts and hostesses.

I have always made a living by my face and mouth. Spending money to buy false happiness is an insult to my face.

But today is an exception. Your beauty is enough for me to break the principle. If I were in another place, I would even be willing to open a bottle of 1996 Latour Winery dry red wine for you.

Unfortunately, here, I can only open a bottle of 14-year-old Pulse for you."

Latour is one of the five famous wineries in France. The 1996 Latour, like the 1982 and 1961 Latour, was rated as a perfect red wine.

"Sister, I am not a wine tout."

Liang Bing argued, picked up a bottle of Pulse on the table, unscrewed the cap and drank two sips, licked her lips and commented: "It tastes pretty good."

It seems that the drinks on Earth are not worse than those on Kunsa Star.

"Wow~"

An Lan raised her eyebrows and asked tentatively: "It's not a wine butler, are you... a skilled woman?"

"Grass!"

Liang Bing slapped the table angrily and said angrily: "Does a beautiful, fashionable and charming beauty like me have to be a skilled woman?

Sister, I can only be regarded as... a senior female publicist at best. "

After searching for a long time, Liang Bing searched the database for a word that was more suitable for his identity.

"Is there any difference?" An Lan asked.

"The difference is huge!"

Liangbing smiled, and her expression suddenly became charming again, hinting: "Skilled women are short of money, but senior female public relations are not so short of money.

If you chat with my sister and make me feel comfortable serving my sister, I can give you some money. "

"That's a good relationship." An Lan nodded slightly.

"Come on, let's go." Liang Bing raised the pulse in his hand.

"An Lan."

An Lan also picked up the pulsating bottle and clinked it with the cold ice, then raised his head and drank the remaining half of the bottle in one gulp.

"Liang Bing."

Liang Bing also said his name, and imitated An Lan, raising his head and wanting to drink the bottle of Pulse in one gulp.

It's just that the bottle in Liang Bing's hand was just opened and very full. As soon as he lifted the bottle, the drink poured out from the mouth of the bottle and flowed onto Liang Bing's face and flowed in along Liang Bing's nostrils.

"Pfft...ahem..."

Liang Bing was instantly choked and coughed twice, because her lips left the mouth of the bottle and more pulses flowed out of the bottle.

The other person drank it all in one breath, how could I show weakness?

Liang Bing, who didn't want to lose to An Lan in terms of momentum, could only endure the discomfort in his nasal cavity, tried his best to open his lips, take the entire pulsating bottle mouth into his mouth, and drank the bottle of drink in one breath.

An Lan glanced at Liang Bing's lips, and then stared at the mouth of the pulsating bottle in his hand.

At that moment, Jack knew he had to marry Jenny.

"Gurgling..."

After more than ten seconds, Liang Bing finally finished drinking the pulse, then lowered his head and held the empty bottle upside down, indicating that not a drop was left, and then wiped the water stains on his face with the back of his hand.

"A huge amount."

An Lan gave a thumbs up sincerely in admiration.

This is really a huge amount. There are many people who can drink a bottle of beer in one go, but there are very few people who can drink a bottle of drink.

"Snapped!"

Liang Bing raised his chin slightly and smashed the empty bottle on the table. He looked at the table again and found that there was no extra drink.

Then he waved his hand and said boldly: "Boss, this is the drink, and I will bring another box."

The owner of the barbecue stall who was resting in the store looked at An Lan outside the store with a confused look on his face. He really didn't understand how this pair of handsome men and beautiful women could drink the pulse and feel like blowing beer.

Are these two people mentally retarded?

But looking at An Lan and Liang Bing's fashionable clothes, the motorcycle parked on the roadside is not cheap, so these two people should not default on their debts.

"I'm coming."

The boss spoke with a Tubo accent and happily carried a box of pulses to the two of them. He chatted with An Lan for a few words but didn't look at Liang Bing twice.

Those who go out to do business must understand some rules.

Liang Bing leaned over and opened the drink box, took out two bottles of drinks and pushed them in front of An Lan.

I opened another bottle of Pulse for myself, then grabbed a handful of peanuts and edamame, and said charmingly while sipping it: "I can see that you are in a bad mood.

Are you falling out of love, or are you unable to find your direction in life?

Sister, I am someone who has been here before. Do you want to talk to me and ask me to give you some advice? "

For some reason, An Lan just wanted to laugh. The more he looked at Liang Bing, the more he wanted to laugh. The bad mood that had accumulated for half a month since Angel Yan left was gone.

Liang Bing's dress, her explosive looks and figure, her charming look that makes everyone drunk even if they are not drunk, and her somewhat provocative voice.

If it had been anywhere else, it would have been a surefire success.

In a bar full of entertainment and entertainment, you, who are heartbroken, are sitting at the bar drinking alone. At this time, a charming, sexy and beautiful older sister comes over.

She said can you buy me a drink, and you bought her a cocktail.

Then she held the wine glass with her delicate jade fingers. Under the colorful flashing lights, you could clearly see her white neck shaking while drinking, as well as the wine dripping from the corner of her mouth.

You know you won't be lonely this night.

It just so happens that this is a street stall. What Liang Bing is holding is not a cocktail but a pulse, and now it's peanuts and edamame.

"What does it matter whether you're in love or not?"

An Lan peeled off a section of edamame, pinched an edamame and stood up, stuffing the edamame into Liang Bing's mouth. His fingertips inadvertently crossed Liang Bing's lips, giving Liang Bing a feeling like an electric shock.

Then he sat back on the chair and smiled: "I only know that I seem to have found new joy and happiness."