After wearing the book, I was forced to become a fake system

Chapter 357 Cutting the Robe

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Ha ha.

Sure enough, he couldn't let go of a silly monster for a while.

How could he rest assured that Dorcal was mixing with Silly Bucket in the morning?

The blue vein on Uncle Carl's forehead was throbbing all the time, he restrained himself from beating the little raccoon in front of him with the greatest strength, and stretched out his hand to pick her up.

Jia Xitong only felt that the scenery in front of him suddenly turned upside down.

It wasn't that the scenery suddenly turned upside down, but that its hind legs were picked up.

Uncle Carl carried it into the house and put it on the table.He casually threw a shiny object at her, and then this object turned into several threads, wrapping her tightly around and nailing her to the table.

This scene reminded her of when she was still in the real world, she happened to see a picture of a little mouse whose limbs were bound and its balls were to be cut off with scissors.

"Uncle Carl, let's just say...it's impossible!"

Uncle Karl ignored her, and made a tactic with his left hand, flashing a golden light.

He stretched out his hand towards the little raccoon, and the light instantly enveloped her.Jia Xitong felt hot at that moment, and his whole body felt comfortable even to the bones.

Wow...

The little raccoon closed his eyes in comfort.

Just when she was having a good time, she suddenly heard a soft whisper from the other side, "Isn't there something wrong with my brain? Why are you doing well."

"Uncle Karl, who are you listening to nonsense?"

Jia Xitong opened his eyes, "Someone has been smearing my reputation outside?"

Is the reputation still to be tarnished?
Karl looked outside at Dorkar, who was still making waves with pink feet, and couldn't help but agree.

But there is nothing wrong with the brain or the body. What is wrong with it, so that a person looks the same as before, but in fact the gap has become huge?
Uncle Carl untied the little raccoon's skirt in the morning, took off all kinds of jewelry it wore, and even put down the bangs and the little handles that covered the dragon's horns, and checked everything carefully.

It cannot be detected with the naked eye or ordinary spiritual power.

He pinched out the strange spell again, focused on checking its head, and finally checked out the problem after a long time.

Its dragon horns were split.

Everything looks good on the outside, but the root of the dragon's horn is starting to crumble with small cracks.The gap was only the size of a pinhole on the outside, but inside, the little raccoon's dragon horns were split.

Probably because of the violent attack, the head was not seriously injured because it was blocked by the dragon horn.

Uncle Karl is pushing its bangs aside, carefully observing the dragon scales below.

The dragon scale is fine, no damage.

So the dragon horn is broken.

Uncle Karl turned around and picked up the pen, drawing the injury of the dragon horn that was detected by the method.

Cracks about two inches long are distributed in a tree-like shape on the root cloth of the dragon's horn, descending to the brain, and extending upward to the exposed part of the dragon's horn.

"This is the injury your fine barrel suffered."

Uncle Carl handed over the drawn thing to Shang Yanting, and at the same time returned the little raccoon whose fur was blown apart.

Shang Yanting took the drawing paper, the cracks on the obvious dragon horns were dazzling.

This is why he has been looking for the reason why the fine barrel suddenly changed his personality, but he has never found it.

"Thank you senior."

He took the drawing paper and bowed deeply to Carl.

Jia Xitong stared at the two of them, his eyes moving between them.

It looks really silly.

Shang Yanting thought for a while and let her go, and let her run to find Dokaal, facing Carl alone, and asked in a very low manner that the dragon horn was damaged, what should be used to repair it?

"How to repair the dragon horn, how can I, a human race, know."

Uncle Karl treats the little raccoon coldly, but he treats Shang Yanting very hard at this time.He looked at Shang Yanting and said indifferently, "You have to know that even if you use a thin barrel to win me over, I will not stand on any side, let alone your side."

"The juniors know."

Shang Yanting nodded, "Senior, please don't worry, this junior has never thought of using a fine barrel as a tool. If you dislike this, this junior will stop bothering you from tomorrow."

What he said was the truth.

But all along, because of Karl's existence, the care and bonuses he has received cannot be denied.

Shang Yanting knew it was unreasonable, "I'm sorry. I won't let the small barrel bother you in the future."

"Uncle Carl, are you not playing with me?"

Jia Xitong was squatting at their feet, planning to tie their feet with a rope, but he was stunned when he heard this, "Aren't I your best friend?"

When Carl was asked, he looked down at the little raccoon, "...No, you are annoying."

These words are heartbreaking.

The whole bear in the thin barrel is not good.

Shock.

Can't believe it.

A bear's heart shines in the ditch.

The little raccoon was injured, she dropped the rope and jumped at Shang Yanting's thigh with a wow, "I will never play with Uncle Carl again!"

Upon hearing this, Shang Yanting picked up the barrel and bowed to Karl.

Hold it in a hurry and leave.

Uncle Carl looked at the back of them leaving... Feeling lost.

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"Wow!"

Xi Tong went out happily, and came back crying, "Shang Yanting, am I really annoying?"

"No, you're not bothered."

"Then why does Uncle Carl say I'm annoying?"

The little raccoon thought of the unfeeling scene of Uncle Carl when he came back, "Break off friendship, break up with Uncle Carl. Shang Yanting, I will never talk to Uncle Carl again."

This was the first friend she made at Dingtian Academy, which completely broke her heart.I was so sad that I didn't play Princess Raccoon series games with Shang Yanting until midnight.

It was also midnight.

A ghostly figure appeared on Xianlong Peak in an instant.

He sneaked in like a thief, touched the bedroom where the little raccoon lived, and Shang Yanting didn't realize it until he entered the house.

This person was Carl who said in the afternoon that he wanted to break up with the little raccoon.

"senior?"

Shang Yanting opened his eyes and saw the person in front of him let go of the long sword in his hand.

I couldn't help but marvel at his strength in my heart.

He can come and go in Xianlong Peak at will, so is it true that no big formation can stop him?
How much cultivation would it take to achieve this?

He was thinking in his heart, but his face remained expressionless, he carefully stood up and bowed to Carl, "Senior."

"Ah."

He looked at the little raccoon kneeling on the bed, "I have something to look for."

"it is good."

Shang Yanting put on his coat and walked out of the room, leaving room for one person and one bear to talk.

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"Wake up."

Uncle Carl reached out to pat the little raccoon.

When Jia Xitong saw him, he froze for a moment, "No way, I dreamed of Uncle Carl in my dreams."

She turned around and faced down, "Don't dream about Uncle Karl, dream about Shang Yanting instead."

Kiss him in a dream!

Shang Yanting, this little beauty~
Uncle Carl: ...

"Wake up, I'm Karl."

He stretched out his hand and shook her vigorously twice to wake her up.

Uncle Carl?

Isn't this her home?
Where is Shang Yanting?

Jia Xitong froze for a moment, "Mr. Carl, what are you doing at my house?"

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