Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 142 Leonard: Old man, why don’t you speak?

"You came just in time, Leonard. I just needed to go to the bathroom, so I gave up my seat to you."

"no problem!"

The Midnight Poet saluted Conley, who gave up his seat, just like most of the gentlemen in Loen.

When Pales Zoroaster saw this scene, his old face couldn't stop trembling.

He really didn't expect that this stupid guy actually didn't listen to his opinion and dared to come over to play cards.

Recalling the harsh living environment in Tingen City and this "Midnight Poet" who was very similar to him when he was young, but much stupider than him, Pales Zoroaster suddenly felt very tired.

"Leonard, I feel like you are different today than usual!"

Ron raised his golden head, turned his eyes slightly, and shifted his gaze from the dessert to the Nighthawk who behaved abnormally.

"Oh? What's different?"

The Midnight Poet didn't show any abnormality at all. Just like he usually spoke, he asked in a slow and poetic tone.

"I always feel like you have some secret!"

"Oh, little Ron, everyone has secrets that cannot be told, just like you, and also like me."

The poet with dark hair and green eyes spread his hands and blinked at Ron. Looking at him, he almost had the words "I have a problem" written on his face.

"Really? Leonard, do you mind if I know your secret?"

"Little Ron, the reason why a secret is a secret is because it cannot be known to anyone, understand? No one!"

While the two were talking, the Midnight Poet had slowly sat down at the card table.

With a smile on his lips, he was like one of those unhurried protagonists in novels. He carefully looked at the blond boy standing next to him, who even the old man was very afraid of, as if to find out what kind of secret he was hiding.

"Fat ball, I think his effeminate appearance doesn't mean he's attracted to you, right? Watch out for your asshole!"

At this moment, Tianzun, who had witnessed everything, spoke despicably and tried to divert the attention of the blond boy.

He was also a little confused at this time, and couldn't figure out what this guy who carried part of his authority was wandering around here.

And I have to play cards and hit your sister!
Although life is hard enough, although he has often been unlucky recently, and although he can't figure out why this Nighthawk came to his door, Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun still plans to fight and try to struggle.

"Huh ╯^╰, you are so weird. If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute. Besides, he is from the Dark Night Path and doesn't have that ability at all."

When the blond boy heard such despicable remarks, he didn't yell back. Instead, he just snorted disdainfully and said a meaningless sentence.

"Sothoth, what's the problem with the Night Path?"

The majestic and majestic voice sounded, and the original will was not willing to be lonely at this time, and with an academic spirit, it asked the infinite wisdom of the omniscient one.

"Oh, Yuanchu, I didn't expect that your brain would be insufficient one day. Have your knowledge and wisdom been eaten by dogs?"

"Don't even think about it. The Night Path only contains secrets and does not have the authority to "open the door"!"

Seeing that the time was right, the blond boy tilted his small mouth, and with a smile of success, he said words that paralyzed Tianzun's will.

"You deserve to die! You bitch! What kind of rubbish is there in your wisdom!"

"You are really a dirty and dirty guy!!" "Your symbols and authority are just vile things. You live just to disgust people!!!"

This "humorous" taunt made the old Tianzun, who understood instantly, stunned for a moment, and then he yelled and cursed.

Although he was despicable and shameless enough, he really didn't expect that damn fat ball to disgust himself in this way.

The authority of the "door" is one of His dignity, one of His few facades, but I never expected that it would be lost here today.

"The notarization turned out to be valid. So what Sotos said was true!?"

"Gang gate can also be counted as gang gate!"

"But essentially, it does have a sealing effect!"

At this moment, the voice full of wisdom from the original will came. There was incredible surprise in his tone and the surprise of gaining new knowledge. With the status and symbol of the pillar, he once again gave Tianzun's will a big challenge.

"Bullshit! What does it have to do with you? Shut up too!!!"

As the topic in this area unfolded, the small theater in Ron's mind became active again, not at all as deserted as before.

The three guys, who were already quarreling, used the most vulgar words to criticize each other, causing the blond boy's face to turn blue and white, obviously very angry.

"Ron, what's wrong with you? Are you afraid that I will find out your secret?"

Seeing the blond boy's face changing again and again, Leonard showed a silly smile. He threw out the last card in his hand, clapped his hands, and won the dessert in front of Ron.

When Ron saw this scene, he shook his head and forcibly blocked out the two noisy guys in his mind.

"Hmph, ╯^╰."

Then he snorted disdainfully, glanced at the giggling poet beside him, dropped the cards in his hand, picked up his coat, pushed the door open and walked out.

Seeing this little kid acting like this, the smile on Leonard's face became even brighter, and he felt that his experiment had achieved certain results.

Children are children, no matter what secrets they have, they will lose their composure at the slightest mention.
The dark-haired and green-eyed poet leaned back on his chair, thoughts flashing through his mind. He stretched his waist and stood up, leaving Frye, who was confused about the current situation, standing there in a daze, looking around confusedly. .

The sound of "clicking" the doorknob was turned, and the Midnight Poet opened the door of the entertainment room and walked out. He was going to the Raphael Cemetery that he was going to visit today.

"Old man, little Ron is not as scary as you said. Look, I didn't avoid him today. Isn't it okay?"

Suddenly, while there was no one around, the poet with dark hair and green eyes tilted his head slightly and muttered something softly.

After a while, no familiar old voice answered his question.

Leonard didn't pay much attention when he saw this, because it wasn't the first time this happened. Every time he made the old guy inside him angry, he would pretend not to hear his questions.

"Old man, don't be so shy. You see, nothing happened to Klein. This is enough to show that little Ron is not very harmful."

"Besides, you see that little Ron is just like a child. Look at how nervous he looked just now. He was afraid that I would find out his secret."

"Old man, please say something and stop being so depressed."

"Old man?"

"Old man!?"

(End of this chapter)