Diablo Destruction

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"What's the matter?" A faint commotion in my arms made me dimly open my eyes late at night.

In the dark room, the bed that just allowed two people to sleep was covered with a thick layer of quilt. It was already the season of late autumn and winter, and the night on the grassland was quite cold.

In the cover of the upper and lower layers of thick quilts, the body is soaked in a warm temperature. This temperature is the culprit invented the word Lai bed.

Of course, in addition to the temperature brought by the quilt, the temperature in my arms is not only hot, but also comfortable, soft, smooth, and excellent in elasticity, exuding a charming fragrance, and sticking to my body tightly, just like being The perfect pillow that was born by sleeping in your arms.

"What's wrong, little ghost?"

I asked faintly, but I didn't get a response. I paused for a few seconds, raised my voice slightly, and continued to ask [Pillow] in my arms.

In addition to our Lady of the Highness, how many such comfortable pillows can be found under the sky?

The disadvantage is that it will bite.

The slight movement just now came from the little ghost in my arms.

Seeing that there was no response, I lifted the corner of the quilt and looked down at the delicate and flawless face of the little ghost with my shoulder as the pillow.

It was a lovely sleeping face that was still closed, just buried in the quilt. The two people who were imprisoned had a warm red flap, like pink ripe peaches, which made people want to bite on it.

"Still asleep?" I muttered secretly. Her eyes fell on the corners of her eyes, where two crystal clear water lights were flashing in the dark, making them stand out.

Isn't it a nightmare? It's so strange, at least when sleeping with me, little ghosts rarely have nightmares.

Bending her index finger, she stretched it up and wiped her moist corners of her eyes. It was cold, and a touch of silver that suddenly cut through the darkness suddenly appeared, giving me an illusion. The dark room shrouded in night seemed to be bright for a while, and was fainted with a faint silver light.

The little ghost who suddenly opened her eyes, looked at me with confusion and confusion, and looked at her for a long while. She suddenly clapped her hands and seemed to figure out something.

"The beast Xiaofan... is no longer satisfied with playing with the body of the saint. Does even the eyes want to develop new functions?"

"What new features can your eyes develop, new features!!!" Rao is already accustomed to the little saint's way of speaking, and I can't help but growl.

Thinking of her two tears just now, and guessing that this might be a means of disguise by the little ghost, I forced myself to calm down. Asked softly.

"My little sire, have a nightmare?"

"Do not say small, eh." Little Ghost protested, then nodded cleverly.

"What's your dream?"

I overbear the little saint girl, thinking that even her dream is her own.

"I dreamed of so many diamonds." Blinking silver eyes, the little ghost muttered as he recalled.

"This is a good thing."

"Eat by Xiaofan."

"..."

I won't be able to get along with my teeth, throat, esophagus, stomach, large intestine, small intestine, and finally the chrysanthemum.

"Did you cry?"

"Ok."

"It's really a simple nightmare."

"It's about survival or not, Xiaofan is too hasty."

"You still have to digest the heart of the holy tree in your stomach before you talk."

"Girls have a second stomach snack."

"Where is this an excuse?" I sighed and rubbed the little saint's face.

"Recently, I always feel that you little guy is a little strange, is there something hiding from me."

"Let's miss the class..." (Nothing)

After a pause, the little ghost suddenly seemed to feel like this. Some were too weak. Immediately, I pulled away from her face and raised my head in my arms.

"Huh, the secret of the girl, there are many and many of the saints. The servant Xiaofan, the secret flower house from the girl's heart, is ten thousand miles away, in the same place as the dog house."

Well... I don’t know the distance to the secret flower room in my heart, but it is very close to another secret flower room, almost attached, only separated by a thin layer of pajamas.

I moved my body, but I endured the ruthless rumor.

"Really nothing hides me?"

"Really...No, it's not right. It's a fool's servant who wants to inquire about many secrets of this saint, saying, what do you want to do?!" Xiaoyou stared at me angrily.

"It always feels like you have been trying to make me vomit and change the subject." I stared at her keenly.

"It's Xiaofan, your seventh sense is chaotic."

"Huh, the guy who despised the man's seventh sense of power..." I was immediately sad and angry, you can insult my personality, but not my seventh sense!

Hey, I always feel like I'm being passed by this little ghost again.

"It's so cold, stupid Xiaofan~~~"

"Sorry sorry."

I just found that the quilt was still tilted, and the sizzling cold wind was blowing in. No wonder the soft and tender body of the little ghost has been a little cold and trembling since just now.

Quickly wrapped the quilt, only half of the pretty face of the small ghost was protruding from the shoulder, the silver eyes looked at me with a grunt, and his eyes were very tender and nostalgic.

"What's wrong?" I was stared a little embarrassed.

"In order to prevent Xiao Fan from sneaking into the dream of this saint girl and stealing diamonds..." The little ghost grunted.

I thought she wanted to say that in order to prevent the world from being destroyed, rest assured, only diamonds, I would rather eat the dark cooked noodles of Beansha.

"and so……"

"So there is no way..."

Murmured, slowly protruding his head. Stretching it up, even in the dark, it also exudes extremely attractive and shiny cherry lips. Approaching gradually, finally kissed up.

The lips are flowery and the fragrance is striking.

So...should I block my mouth?

The cold in his arms shook his body. It is also closer, and it seems to be looking for warmth and clinging to it.

It's really a kitten who only loves to stick to his master.

I sighed warmly with my arms tightly around the delicate body that came to the door, and took a bite on the lips of the little ghost, watching her eyes close gradually, and then closed her eyes.

I hope... everything is fine.

Orphanage.

After playing with the children for a while, according to the fixed course, I raised my face. Let them sit in the classroom one by one.

The classroom is actually the hall where the main entrance comes in. There is enough space here.

"Why are you teaching Uncle Fan?" Some children are unwilling to find excuses, they are more willing to play than to study.

"No way, Mi Seya is very busy, there is no way to come." I coughed heavily. Eyes wide open, trying to exude the power of Yan Shi.

"Sister Ya is busy?" The naughty bear children raised their hands and asked again, isn't this obvious? The battle is about to come, and the soldiers naturally have to make a lot of preparations.

But for this reason, I cannot tell them. The information about the Skeleton Legion's attack has not yet been announced, but it is only a recent move to let everyone know that the battle may be coming soon.

According to intelligence estimates, those little white bones now estimate that it is still several days before they can climb the McHarras Mountains.

What do you think Andalil is planning? Although the long-distance raid can be unexpected, even if you conceal it for a while, as long as you come to the rocky wilderness, within the surveillance range of the alliance, you will immediately be found, and the raid is of little significance.

Could it be the boss of that group of skeletons, who inadvertently offended Andalil, so he was assigned this long-distance raid?

I thought jokingly, but didn't know that one or two points of truth had been found.

There is Mi Seya, although the soldiers are secretly busy, but there should be a whereabouts even if they are too busy. The camp is so small. I haven’t touched her for a few days and said something to her.

Of course, I'm talking about normal chat, but I didn't have the idea of ​​accompanying her with the second grade.

After recovering, I smiled at the children who stared at me and asked for answers: "Mi Saya performs a very, very important task, so I can't come over."

"Sister Ya is really amazing." The words "very, very important" that I deliberately emphasized all of a sudden, the children were calmed down, and they all showed their admiring eyes.

Huh, so it’s a lie to bear children...

"Unlike Uncle Fan, wandering around doing nothing all day."

"..."

This group of nasty little farts!

"Recently...I always feel very upset. Sister Ya is just fine." A timid little loli sighed.

This sigh made the children silent.

Although he is still a little fart child, but growing up in an orphanage will be more mature than children of the same age, full of camps, and the increasingly tense atmosphere of combat has also affected these children and made them uneasy.

"It's okay, rest assured, Mi Seya is very strong."

"Yes, yes, as long as Elder Sister Ya is there, what a **** monster, you can fly with a slam, no one needs to be afraid." The children suddenly revived and shouted.

I:"……"

It seems that Mi Seya instilled the thought of "Sister Ya's invincibility" to these children. Although there is nothing wrong with it, but I still think of Mi Seya's secondary disease attribute, I still feel the egg pain, I am afraid of these children. When I grow up, I become a dark flame and a real eye of the evil king, which is really... cute.

"Everyone is quiet, be quiet." I didn't want the tense topics in the camp to permeate the hearts of these children, so I clapped my palms. UU reading www.uukanshu.com attracted everyone's attention.

"What does Mi Seya usually teach you?"

"Today's words...should be an arithmetic class." The children raised their hands in response.

"Huh, arithmetic class?" He concealed his face with his hands, revealing a sharp look from his fingers.

"Oh, it's the same momentum as Sister Ya's attack." The children shouted in surprise.

Shut up, don’t confuse me with S2, I’m the true heir of the Black Flame Demon Cypress ~ Dakkar, the strongest true Red Devil!

Under the guidance of this demon king, the dark continent will surely be able to have more outstanding mathematicians in the future.