Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 412 The Story of the Guardian God (7)

The disgusting fishy smell really turned him off.

Crossel smiled without any trace,

"I thought you took the wrong medicine today, but now I see that it is indeed the case."

The voice just fell,

The smell of gunpowder in the air suddenly became stronger.

Asmodeus narrowed his eyes slightly, the coercion of the powerful dragon directly confronted the mermaid god,

The mermaid smiled indifferently and responded calmly.

The silent gunpowder gradually began to fill the air.

The king on the side: "."

It's over, it's really bad.

If two gods who do not fight each other, if they fight, then his kingdom will be over!
Thinking of this, the king hurried out to smooth things over,
"Honorable Highness Crossel, Highness Asmodeus, you are all our most important guests, we all welcome you very much, I believe the little princess thinks so too."

"His Royal Highness Crossel, do you need to rest here? I have ordered the maids to prepare the best dinner, I believe you will like it."

The understanding mermaid god naturally knew the king's worries.

He slowly withdrew his pressure, smiled at the king, nodded,
"Don't worry, Your Excellency. I'll go to see the little princess. Since Asmodeus is here, I won't stay."

He went out of his way to express his distaste for Asmodeus.

The king could only smile and put his hands together in gratitude.

Crossel raised her hand and used her divine power to bring the little girl in Asmodeus's arms.
But Asmodeus blocked his divine power, his handsome eyebrows were extremely indifferent,

"The fishy smell on your body is so strong, do you want to smoke her to death?"

Crossel raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes became more playful,
It was rare for Asmodeus to care so much about one thing.

He pursed his lips and slowly withdrew his hand,

"You, a dragon that hasn't bathed for decades, didn't smoke her to death, so how could I smoke her?"

after all,

Mermaid, but the most clean.

He moved forward, approached, smiled,
"What? Can't I see the little princess?"

Asmodeus lowered his eyebrows, and hugged the soft little girl in his arms.

The Mermaid God was approaching, and the smell displeased him very much.
But it is impossible for him to hand the little princess into his hands,
Enduring the nausea, he said coldly,

"If I say no, can you get out immediately?"

Crossel chuckled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes,

"That is impossible."

He stood in front of him, and naturally felt the dragon's breath that disgusted him,
Neither of them wanted to see each other, so he naturally hated the smell of dragons.

Seagod Crossel lowered her eyes, looking at the little girl with big watery eyes in her swaddling baby.

Her flaxen eyes, which are as shallow as sunlight, are full of water,
The white rice dumplings carved in powder and jade met his gaze in a daze,

She looked a little dazed, and her body still smelled of milk.

It was milky and milky, and her whole body was as white as if it had been soaked in a milk bath.

She was hugged by Asmodeus, her small fists were slightly opened,

Delicate skin is like dewy petals in the morning, which can be broken by blows.

After meeting Crossel's gaze,

The milky little girl was obviously stunned,
The wet eyeballs blinked and blinked, and a soft babbling sound came out of the small mouth.

The playful smile on Crossel's lips paused slightly.

He looked up and glanced at Asmodeus,
The little girl has an oracle set by him,

Obviously,

He directly connected her with him.

(End of this chapter)