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Chapter 1029 NO.153 What a witty person

Chapter 1029 NO.153: What a clever person

The demon who bid farewell to his old netizen dragged the iron coffin and walked on the smooth road. After transforming into a demon, his senses were sharper and he could somewhat detect the words hidden in the scratching sound behind him.

Coming from afar, you can see the end of this hundred-meter-long road at a glance. The colors of brown and gray are clearly distinguishable.

Those were Tachyon and Kallen, and their voices and figures were unmistakable, causing an imperceptible smile to appear on his ferocious face.

It's here to share the heavy load, he thought subconsciously, and he felt a bit warm, but he didn't put down the iron coffin in his hand that was used as a storage box.

He just subconsciously quickened his pace, but suddenly stopped and looked back.

Moment.

Just for a moment.

At that moment, not only the sound of his footsteps completely disappeared, but also the scraping sound of the iron coffin behind him disappeared.

At that moment, he almost thought that something happened to the soundproofing and optical distortion magic that enveloped him.

That shouldn't be the case. After all, even as a teenager, he was considered an top student in the Energy Practice Course.

Just like when I first met Dali Arabia in front of the shrine.

That is indeed the shape of a horse, and it is indeed the outline of a horse.

Although it seems to anyone that it is natural for the three goddesses to pay attention to the horse racing girl, Omer does not believe this nonsense.

But when the other party said something interesting that related to him, he was so confused that he couldn't help but speak.

It is infringing on the freedom of others.

The eyes filled with pitch-black flames showed the exact pupils for the first time, and the words icy blue and pure white that smeared everything stood out. This was originally to interpret the rainbow snake god's docile and herbivorous character. Afterwards, under this ferocious face, people will only think of the inseparable image of goats and demons.

But in the eyes of the current demon god, he saw two thick and huge alien beasts.

Just think of it as protecting the girls' right to privacy.

You will find that there is not.

Many people have doubted whether the horse racing girl created by the three goddesses can be tried out because the shape is so similar to it. It is because the three goddesses are looking for similar people and training successors.

But that majestic horse was so majestic that it was even more natural than the Shire horse, the largest species of horse in existence, which also made his eyes blaze.

But it is these eyes that allow the devil to see the obvious ripples above and the divinity that cannot be concealed by the ripples.

There is no testimony from the parties involved, and there is no sufficiently authoritative proof. Even the clergy research materials do not mention the true form of the three goddesses.

"..." The one-way soundproof barrier did not hinder the listening of the conversation, but the ferocious face was silent and could not see any changes in emotions, staring at the strangely screaming purple-black haired horse girl in front of him.

This statement is very popular, and there are many people who agree with it. It is even taken as a matter of course by many people, but you have to study the evidence carefully...

When the other party does not really ask you for help, everything you do, even if it is well-intentioned, is just wishful thinking.

Eavesdropping is eavesdropping, and snooping is snooping.

He immediately denied the illusion. Standing in the autumn forest with many fallen leaves, he saw nothing unusual and immediately raised his head.

'So I also want to ask, why don't you hate your brother? '

Before they became gods, they really didn't look like horse racing girls... There had been a moment of inspiration, and Omo was not very surprised by this.

She looks like a racing girl, but inside she is completely different.

To be honest, Omer, who collected public information and compiled it into a book, has no right to criticize others.

But if the person involved is, more accurately, the victim, someone close to him, then this matter has to be discussed separately.

And under this premise, Omo will not be as talkative as usual.

Even if the other party wants to change the subject in the process of explaining the situation and tactfully express that he wants to cover up the matter, this is probably a huge concession for the goddess, but he still wants an apology to the person involved.

However, it is probably difficult for the Lord God to bend down.

So he raised his hand in the opponent's excessive self-defense.

The divinity still locked in the soul can easily activate the divine power in the monster card box.

Rainbow Snake God, Renlong.

The only two divine monster cards responded, dragging the entire card box with them, the moment they fell into the devil's claws.

Instead, the demon resumed his boyish form.

But at the same time, the flash of snake marks in his hand allowed him to hit the opponent's kick with a steady punch.

He was still in the air, stepping on the tangible vortex, watching the Dali Arabia flying backwards.

And Godolphin Arabia, who was standing below, looked at both sides in confusion, not knowing what to do.

But in fact, there was no need for her to do anything. Although it seemed that there was a big fuss, Omer did not forget his original intention.

The boy in mid-air disintegrated inch by inch and reassembled in front of a pothole dozens of meters away.

"This is a trivial matter. All I ask for is an apology to the two parties involved. Is this really bullying?"

He asked, looking at Dali Arabia who was stuck in the dirt of the slope and was glaring at him fiercely.

"Your Majesty Goddess, what do you think?"

——A few minutes later, under the gaze of Godolphin Arab, who finally breathed a sigh of relief, Dali Arab, who was not injured at all but had a little muddy stains on her clothes, bowed slightly to the two girls in front of her.

"……sorry…"

"Uh...brother, is this..."

"Oh, it turns out that the goddess is also interested in our chat?" Compared to Zhenjiling, who was still surprised, Arisuko immediately locked onto the other party's identity.

After all, the resonant words at the beginning were so clear that a certain general committee member sitting in the equipment storage room had to prick up his ears and open his eyes at that time, hesitating whether to notify the student union.

"..."

I can’t say it’s because I want to hear if you have any bad thoughts about the trainer, or even because the topic comes up with Omo – judging from what I vaguely heard before, it’s actually not suitable to mention it publicly.

Dali Arab just couldn't keep her dignity in front of this guy Omer, and she didn't have emotional intelligence. At the moment, she could only choose to remain silent, and then turned her head angrily and sincerely:

"Okay! I apologize! I won't listen to you guys chatting anymore! Let's go!"

After saying that, she dragged the Godolphin Arabian and disappeared on the trail in a few steps, making Ali Suzi laugh silently, while Zhen Ji Ling was still a little dumbfounded.

Then he was pulled away by Omer's clap and paid attention again: "Okay, it's been delayed for almost ten minutes."

As he spoke, he pulled out several iron coffins connected by chains at some point, squatted down and took out the load-bearing bag from the opened gap.

"Help me pick up the equipment. It's time for you to train too."

"That's right." Tako heard this and turned around to look in the direction of the training ground. From here, you can still see the small black dots representing Tea House and the others in the distance. "Tea House and the others may be coming over."

"Well, okay, but brother, Karen, can you ask me something?"

"..."

Kallen took the weight bag, looked at it, and asked something that made Arisuko look at it.

The goddess was eavesdropping, but Guinea Pig actually caught the goddess, which obviously meant that Guinea Pig was also listening... Such a logical equation was also constructed in Arisuzi's mind, but since the other party had no intention of speaking, Of course she didn't mention it.

Even a little bit subtly... the skin feels hot.

But what Ji Lingjun says now...

Sure enough, we can’t expect too much from junior high school students? She couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

"But it doesn't matter."

But Mr. Guinea Pig didn't care, and didn't seem to be nervous about her next words.

"Hmm..." Zhen Ji Ling seemed to be slightly troubled, and then a lively smile jumped out of her face, "She is the Digital Senior, can brother see her again?"

"Okay, that's pretty much what I planned." Omer answered simply, as if he wasn't surprised.

Tako was the only one who was surprised, but she looked at the two of them and felt relieved quickly.

She suddenly realized it, looking at Guinea Pig Jun's boyish appearance.

She realized that this boy-looking Guinea Pig was not that familiar to her.

On the contrary, he should be a real clever person. He should be as familiar as he is and have chased him like this before.

But now, she couldn't see even a hint of out-of-control emotions from the other party.

His witty smile is as bright as ever, and his words are as lively and pleasant as ever:

"Okay, then brother, let's walk faster. It will be too late after class!"

With that said, she directly grabbed Omer's hand.

She should have been unable to catch it, but Homare took the initiative to step forward, saving her from fighting the weight of the iron coffin and Homare's weight at the same time.

In fact, it can also be done through the Internet... He didn't say this when he saw the smile on the other side's face.

The young Omer also has the memories of the young Omer, and he knows that at this stage he should be responsible for cutting off those memories.

But it is a fact that memories cannot be retrieved.

He could only understand his own attitude towards the other party through the simulation of his own youth, and then... he could only say:

"Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"Well, no more. Thanks to some words from Senior Souko and the justice my brother sought for Kallen before, Kallen now understands a truth."

"It makes sense...have you also had an idea?" He chuckled and told a trainer's joke that a young racing girl wouldn't understand.

As expected, Karen didn't pay much attention.

In other words, she is more serious about the current topic. Just like at this moment, she looked at Omo and Tachyon, word by word.

"For example, Kallen will never imitate Tako-senpai!"

"Ok?"

Tachyon cast a subtle look at the junior high school student.

She realized that her previous words seemed to be in vain.

Surprisingly, the other party was not fooled by him.

(End of this chapter)

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