Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 141 The old man and you are connected heart to heart, and you are playing tricks with the old man.

Digestive Poet, you know a lot.

Klein Moretti heard Leonard's words and cursed in his heart.

"I remember you said that when our two protagonists of this era met, the wheels of history began to roll forward."

The would-be clown did not directly answer Leonard's question, but instead teased him with his previous secondary.

"Klein, I think it may be because of your verbal skills that the people of the Witch Sect love you so much!"

When the Midnight Poet heard this, he did not show any embarrassment. Instead, he responded to Mr. Fortune Teller with a gay smile.

"By the way, why don't you share your harvest with Fry and the others?"

"You don't need to remind me, Leonard, I'm about to do it, but I have to wait until I hand over the application to the captain."

"Okay, actually I'm looking forward to your performance."

As he spoke, Klein Moretti shook off the special application in his hand and walked out, heading to the captain's office.

Last night, after exploring Ramd Castle with Mr. Azik, his heart was full of urgency for promotion.

Because Mr. Azik determined that the person who stole his child’s skull was the guy who created the coincidence, this always gave Mr. Soothsayer a bad premonition, as if there was some huge conspiracy surrounding Tingen and Night Watch. or team.

"Old man, do you really not see what Klein's secret is?"

When no one was around, Leonard tilted his head slightly and muttered his own questions.

"Boy, you've asked this many times, and my answer is no!"

Actually, I don’t know if there is…

Pales Zoroaster curled his lips and added what was in his heart.

In His opinion, there was indeed nothing wrong with that little fortune teller.

But the premise is that the weird little kid doesn't follow him all the time.

For Ron Sotos who appeared halfway, this Archangel who was already a Sequence One in the Fourth Era was always fearful from the bottom of his heart.

This kind of fear is not like Amon's fear of natural enemies and invincible crushing, but comes from a deeper and more essential attraction and resistance.

This kind of attraction makes him always want to make that little kid his clone, and that kind of resistance makes him want to keep a very safe distance from him.

This strange feeling reminded the strongest member of the Zoroastrian family of his childhood crush.

He always wants to move forward and get closer to the other party, but he is also shaken from his heart, causing his action plan to fail before it even starts.

"This brat is so girly all day long, he won't turn me into a bender, will he!?"

Pales Zoroastrian was shocked when he thought of this, and quickly began to check his own mental state, and by the way, he also checked whether the host Leonard's thoughts were serious or not.

"so far so good……"

After a few minutes, the Sequence One Archangel breathed a long sigh of relief after discovering that Leonard was also a straight man like himself.

"Boy, let me tell you, you'd better stay away from that little brat, or else you should quickly digest your potion, submit a special application, and become a higher-level bishop of the Church of the Night or something like that!"

"Old man, why are you as verbose as Mrs. Tara next door to me? Isn't Tingen great? Life here is easy and there are not many extraordinary cases. It should be very suitable for you who are being hunted."

Hearing the old man in his body start to chatter again, Leonard retorted habitually, disapproving of the old man's words.

He thought that the other party was too wordy and did not fit the "adventures" mentioned in the novels of Emperor Roselle.

After all, which "Qiyu" is a bad old man who always comes to nag him about everything he has to do all day long! ? "You know nothing!!!"

And Pales Zoroaster was obviously angry with this ignorant guy, and he felt that his mental state was much better for a while.

He wanted to tell this mentally retarded young man all about Tingen's anomalies, especially about the little kid, but he stopped talking.

Such a stupid and brainless guy, if I let him know too much, he might reveal the secret himself before I am exposed...

"You know nothing!"

Taking a deep breath and cursing once again, Pales Zoroastrian suppressed his anger and anger and said nothing more.

After all, who has not been stupid when he was young? The reason why he chose Leonard as a host was because of his own considerations.

Moreover, there is no rush to leave Tingen. If this brat behaves too abruptly, he may be noticed by both "coincidence" and "little brat" at the same time.

This is his experience in fighting with Amon for many years, that is, the development of things must be reasonable!

"Yes, yes, I don't understand anything. Unlike you, I am suspicious every day, making it seem like Tinggen is hiding a few high-sequence experts..."

The poet classmate obviously did not understand the sorrow of the elderly, so he retorted without leaving any dignity for his "adventure".

Regarding what Pales Zoroaster said, Leonard was still in a state of doubt. Although he was a bit of a middle-class person, he was not stupid enough to trust others unconditionally.

He also has his own precautions and precautions against his own "adventures".

For example, when the other party told him the "acting method", Leonard did not complete the performance seriously, but was full of wariness in this regard.

Of course, there is also the possibility that he really cannot compose poetry, resulting in the performance being unable to be fully performed.

"The old man seems to be very afraid of Ron, but there is nothing special about this child... If there is, then his secrets and origins must be very big, and maybe he can form a check and balance with the old man..."

"You can also use the old man to test the child to prevent him from having any negative impact on the Nighthawks team...and vice versa..."

As his thoughts were spinning, he noticed that the old man's attitude was wrong. Leonard's long-unused IQ reoccupied the high ground, and he was constantly weighing the checks and balances in his mind.

In his opinion, as long as two guys who are afraid of each other realize each other's existence, they will definitely not mess around, and they must at least listen to his "protagonist"'s opinion!

"Oh, the wheel of the times is rolling forward!"

With an inexplicable sigh, the poet with dark hair and green eyes went out to buy a bag of chocolates and cakes and headed to the Nighthawks Entertainment Room.

He was going to test Ron, and these were the "gamble funds" he prepared.

After pushing open the door and walking into the entertainment room, Leonard instantly felt eyes on him and the bag he was holding.

"Leonard, why are you here today? Didn't you say that playing cards would affect your mood when writing poetry?"

Kenley, who was leaning on the corner of the card table, saw this teammate with whom he had not played cards for a long time coming. He immediately smiled and joked.

"Perhaps he found that his inability to write poems had nothing to do with playing cards."

Frye, the body collector with a cold expression, made a sharp remark.

"In fact, I have written a lot of poems, but you don't appreciate them at all."

The Midnight Poet never puts himself in an embarrassing situation. He laughs at himself and dismisses the topic lightly.

"I see you guys are having a great time, do you want to take me with you?"

　sorry! ! ! Yesterday was the Lantern Festival, so I didn’t have much time to write. There were only two updates today. Thank you book friends for your opinions. I will refer to your opinions to see my own shortcomings. If you have any opinions, you are welcome to mention them directly.

　　
　
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