Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 212 You can try

In the end, the red angel beside the Creator still failed to turn back into a man as he wished.

This wasn't an intervention from Ron, though;
"Hahaha, Medici! I didn't expect you to be here today!"

"That's right, the great God of War has turned into a woman! Don't worry, Medici, just feel free to be a woman."

"Sauron, let's unite against him and don't let him change back!"

"it is good!"

The red-haired woman's cheek with a beautiful jawline suddenly split into two cracks, and two different voices came from inside.

This voice was also a female one, one was slightly gentle, and the other was sweet and hidden. Ron's tailbone went cold when he heard it, and he began to reflect on whether he was too perverted.

This three-in-one stance always reminded him of the two bitches inside him.

"Stop!"

"Yeah, you have to squat and pee with us from now on!"

"We can teach you some experience on what to use to soothe the mind and body when you are lonely, such as the most commonly used ones in the Fourth Age..."

With these two indifferent provocations, Medici's face turned red with anger, and he gasped for air. A blush stained his fair skin, and the "heavy weight" on his body shook up and down unconsciously, making Ron dizzy.

"Now that you have become a woman, it is useless for any of the three of us to say anything!"

"We can teach you how not to pee on your shoes, hahaha..."

Even after becoming a big sister, Red Angel's taunts are still unstoppable, but at this moment, this taunt does not have much offensive power.

Red Angel was speechless for a moment, feeling a little overwhelmed by the shamelessness of these two guys.

They shouted triumphantly in unison, seeming to want Medici to also enjoy the passive pleasure.

"Hahaha, Sauron, you are such an old bastard, but you have forgotten one thing. The great God of War has just gained a body. He is now like a young flower. Cucumbers are still too rude for Him and will cause... Love Him!"

Can't think any more!
The blond boy closed his eyes and shook his head fiercely, shaking away all the corresponding images in his mind, and kicked the old Tianzun and the old God who were watching the fun next to him.

"Einhorn, what should I use?"

"Hahaha!"

"What's wrong with us, Medici, if you can't cross that threshold and you're lonely and can't solve it alone, you can ask us for help!"

"Shut up! Why are you two so familiar with this body? Could it be that you were women before!?"

"Hahaha, what else can I do? Of course it's very fun!"

Not wanting to be at a disadvantage, Medici immediately stood up and tried to criticize the two donkeys he was with from a man's perspective.

"cucumber!"

"Haha, you two bitches must have been suppressed before you became demigods! Huh? As "conquerors", how does it feel to be conquered by a man!?"

However.
However, in this case, His provocation did not achieve the expected effect. Sauron and Einhorn seemed to have put down some baggage and started to mess around wildly.

"That's right! Medici, I am a woman, what can you do to me?"

"you."

"Perhaps a toothpick suits Him better?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The gentle and sweet laughter was rough and heroic, and the unstoppable laughter echoed in the living room, causing the windows and walls to vibrate slightly.

The red-haired woman's charming and heroic face was distorted, and her face was obviously red with anger due to the woman's white and tender skin.

However, the red-haired elder sister ignored the two guys who were laughing at her crazily. Instead, she flicked her long bloody hair that reached the ground, letting the sight of her tall figure spread throughout the room.

At this moment, He was like a work of art carved by the greatest artist in the world. His skin was as white as gelatin, like a shelled egg, and his whole body reflected a soul-stirring radiance in the warm sunlight.

Suddenly, he strode his legs, his toes stepped on the clean and bright floor, leaving traces of traces, and his short red hair, which was slightly shorter than Ron, swayed a little.

Medici came to the blond boy, who hugged his shoulders with his arms, and then looked at Ron condescendingly with a raised brow, and a vague arc at the corner of his mouth, as if he was mocking something.

As the saying goes, silence is better than sound here.
When Ron saw this scene, his cute little face suddenly fell down.

Of course he knew what Medici's eyes meant. At this moment, there seemed to be a voice echoing in his ears.

"Small toothpick~"

You are looking for death! ! !
The blond boy raised his hand and punched the Red Angel's softly curved abdomen.

The space around Medici seemed to be blocked, causing him to fail in raising his legs to avoid the punch. His whole body was like a cannonball, instantly smashing through the ceiling from the first floor to the third floor.

Smoke and dust filled the air, and the chandeliers, floors, and walls were shattered one after another. The villa could hardly withstand this "ordinary attack" at the pillar level, and it almost collapsed after a burst of shaking.

"thump!"

A few seconds later, the Red Angel plummeted from the roof and hit the floor on the first floor.

"Humph╯^╰. Medici, now that you have a body, everything in this villa will be taken care of by you!"

When Ron saw the mortified King of Angels getting up from the ground, he snorted arrogantly and handed everything to the maid.

"Are you really not understanding or are you pretending not to understand! Look at the neighbors around you. They are rich enough to have more than a dozen servants, and those who are not so rich also maintain the lowest bottom line of decency, and you"

"Even if you count me and the witch who is eating and drinking, there are only two of us!" "Don't you know how to solve math problems? Why do you want me to take care of such a big villa by myself?"

Medici spoke "from the bottom of his heart" quite tiredly. At this moment, he seemed to recall the difficult years when he was both a father and a mother in the past.

At that time, there was also a kid with a monocle who was torturing him, but now this one was obviously more difficult to deal with than the previous one.

"But you are the King of Angels!"

Ron pushed up his monocle and gave his reasons and evidence with an indifferent expression.

It's not him who does the work anyway, he doesn't care whether the work these servants have to do is painful or tiring.

Just enjoy it!

This is human talk! ?
When Medici heard this, his delicate face, which was a mix of charm and heroism, twisted again. He immediately got up from the ground, but he staggered and failed to get up. He tugged at the long blood-red hair that had seriously hindered his movement. , conveniently "pacifying" heavy objects.

"What happened to the King of Angels!?"

"The King of Angels can do laundry, mop the floor, cook, mow lawns and gardens, sort out debris, and even boil hot water for you to take a bath every day!?"

"What I mean is that such a big villa cannot function at all with just the three of us!"

"There is a saying I want to give you, and that saying is 'occupy the toilet and don't poop'!"

"Russell's description is very apt!"

A voice as clear and clear as mountain water spoke truthfully.

War Angel really couldn't bear it anymore. He felt that he had to struggle a little, otherwise he would probably sink like this with this little brat's style.

At that time, let alone punching Amon and kicking Adam, it is still unknown whether he can finish more and more work every day!
Although He is the King of Angels, the "Red Priest" path is obviously not good at this aspect.

The only thing He is good at is war, war, war!

And war is the art of gathering people, not just sitting here as a maid!

"I think it's time to hire more servants!"

Seeing that the blond boy had no reaction, the King of Angels revealed his final purpose.

"Okay, what you said makes sense, but do you think there will be human deaths here every three days?"

Ron lowered his head in thought, pushed up his monocle, and pointed at the big hole that had just been penetrated by Medici's body.

Obviously, being a servant of a great existence does not mean that you can be a servant. At the very least, you must have enough self-preservation ability and the ability to save your life in various accidents.

Ordinary people are not included in this category at all.

And an Extraordinary with such strength is obviously not something that Sequence Seven or Sequence Six can have.

Although there are only two servants in Ron's mansion at this stage, their status and strength are even stronger than ordinary saints.

Taken individually, they are all characters who can form a powerful force in the mysterious world.

The beautiful Miss Medici also fell silent for a moment, obviously realizing that this kind of place, which was comparable to the evil god's lair, was not accessible to ordinary people.

He tied his long hair up high, moved his long white legs carelessly, picked up the sheet that fell to the ground from the bedroom on the third floor and wrapped it around him, then leaned back and slumped down on the sofa.

However, His sitting posture, which did not care about his image, still betrayed every trace of His graceful figure.

"Is there any cigarette?"

The beautiful lady with long bloody hair asked.

"No, not really!"

Ron also pushed up his monocle, restored the damaged ceiling chandeliers around him to their original state, and gave a regrettable answer.

Silence fell in the living room, and no one spoke again for a while.

"Master, who is this?"

After a while, Aaliya's voice came. Judging from her hurried appearance, it was obvious that she had something to report.

"He is that evil spirit. I made him a body. How does it look good?"

"It's good-looking, but it's far from as good-looking as you, the master~"

The unscrupulous witch still flatters her habitually.

"Master, the Witch Sect has given the meeting place, and said that as long as you can take action once, they can pay the reward in advance!"

"The meeting place is scheduled to be on the outskirts of Backlund, tomorrow night."

The unscrupulous witch secretly looked at the red angel and quickly spit out all her information. Looking at her, she was afraid that this sudden woman would steal her master away.

"What are you looking at? You don't have one yourself!?"

However, Medici's gaze caused dissatisfaction with Medici, who fiddled with the heavy weight, causing it to roll softly up and down for a while.

"I understand, Aria, go and teach this guy how to be a woman. He looks like the top dog in Backlund's high-end legal brothel!"

Ron pushed up his monocle and ordered one of his only two servants. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the gorgeously decorated ceiling of the living room on the first floor and the crystal chandelier reflecting golden light.

"Why is it that the house has gotten bigger and the food has become more delicious, but it still feels like something is missing?"

Ron sighed.

(End of this chapter)