Infinite Cute King

The keen senses she has developed over the years have enabled her conditioned reflex to activate the ability to perceive and explore.

However, no flaws were found.

Just an ordinary black cat?

When Emily was in doubt, Dessie also had a heart palpitation.

He just saw that the night watchman's uniform habitually showed a trace of dissatisfaction, and he was noticed?

Although his sequence belongs to the Death Path and is somewhat weak, as its name implies, the Night Messenger naturally also contains some of the powers of the Night Path, such as secrets.

At this moment, Fein came out of the back door by Shi Shiran, his face wrinkled like a goblin, and his black bean-like eyes shone brightly.

"Yo, isn't this our newly appointed Director Emily in New York?"

"Please sit down, hurry-"

"Crack."

Emily looked at Finn so coldly, the gorgeous pistol in her hand seemed to shoot deadly flames in the next moment.

Fein immediately closed his mouth and raised his hands obediently.

"OK, OK... You are the boss of New York now, you have the final say, and I will cooperate."

"A group of rookie sublimators, without external stimulation, you tell me they distorted themselves? Now, I'll give you a chance to re-organize and retell what happened."

After half an hour.

Emily got into the car and took a light sip of coffee.

"Go directly to Times Square."

"Okay." The tall subordinate turned the steering wheel while looking at the rearview mirror and asked quietly, "Are you worried about the new crown prince?"

"Blue hair, mask, boy."

Holding her coffee, Emily sighed wearily: "I always feel like I've seen it somewhere, but I don't remember it."

"The talent of revelation will make you unconsciously observe something wrong. If you think you have seen it, then you must have seen it."

While driving, the man comforted: "Don't worry, since there is no clear revelation, it means that the result is not bad."

Emily: "You can't rely too much on revelation and feeling. When the twisters are about to launch their plans, a crown prince with the ability to not be seen suddenly appears..."

"You're worried that the crowned person is from the Twister camp? Didn't Fein say that he was Germination? Germination seems to have an official background."

Emily sighed and looked at the crowd of cars slowly receding outside the window.

"I hope so."

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"Since there is nothing important, shall I go?"

Since the other party is mysterious and hesitant to disclose, Jiang Rui is too lazy to continue grinding here, he stands up, if the majesty doesn't want him to leave, or if he is still there.

Then he will definitely appear when he intends to leave, or let Phils stop him.

"Okay, but since it's an entertainer and you rejected me, then let's have a drink downstairs, anyway, I have to hand over the business."

When Phils heard the words, she changed her posture, lying in the air like a petite girl, holding up her two calves and swaying—"You really don't plan to give a shot—"

"I reject."

Jiang Rui rolled his eyes, pushed open the door and walked out, leaving only Ferris, who pouted, tilted his head and muttered in dissatisfaction, "Incompetence."

Oh, naive.

Jiang Rui held the handle of the stairs and walked down the steps step by step.

Slime and succubus can only play with tentacles, but the problem is, it seems that such behavior can only bring pleasure to succubus unilaterally. As for slime...

Are you afraid that you are not just a tool person?

How could I possibly do such a disadvantageous thing?

By the way, what is the mating method of slimes?

"Slime... it should be self-reproduction, right?"

ha?

Does it reproduce asexually?

So then, slime is a plant in modern science?

Gee.

"How does it feel to be in the same room with Miss?"

As soon as he stepped into the empty hall, he saw the part-time bartender holding up a cocktail high and carrying it towards him. At the counter, the chubby manager was also sitting there. At this time, he was holding a cocktail. A glass of wine nodded at him.

It seems that Phils meant to let him get acquainted with everyone?

Or, is it the meaning of the majesty?

Could it be that, seeing his own talent, he wanted to take him under his command?

With a strange feeling of helplessness in his heart, Jiang Rui walked over and sat down casually, glanced at the wine glass in front of him, and could not help frowning slightly, it was a glass of hot lava.

"How do you say it? Strange knowledge has increased a lot."

She smiled helplessly and gently pushed the wine forward.

"Give me a cup of colorful music, thank you."

The chubby manager's name is Wuxi. He is a hellhound. He has a special talent for gluttony. He was chosen by the monarch to be the servant of Phils. Now, he has completely evolved into a guard dog.

The bartender with a smile like a spring breeze and hiding a knife is named Bigu. He is a shadow demon, a guard-like existence. Now, he is a bartender. However, unlike Wuxi, he is not a servant of Phils. On the contrary, he was on the same level as Phils in theory, because the masters of the two were the same crown.

It is worth mentioning that their current names were given by Phils.

Neither of them mentioned their sequence level, but Jiang Rui thought that he should be no weaker than Phils.

Thinking about it this way, since it is a descendant of the void, it must have the bloodline of a certain majesty.

It is normal to have such two valet protection.

The hierarchy of **** is unusual, and there is no such thing as a so-called master and apprentice. Demons and demons meet, and some only have subordinates and shelters. It seems that being able to be accepted as a servant by a majesty also proves that Phils is in the the status of hell.

Interesting.

The two demons seem to have very gentle temperaments. They seem to have been in the world for a long time, and they have also learned the gentleness that is unique to the service industry. However, their mouths seem to be unscrupulous, and even Phils dares to make fun of them, but they should not say a word. No leaks.

This made Jiang Rui a little helpless~www.readwn.com~ enjoying the sweet alcoholic beverage in his hand, but a slight warmth suddenly came from his palm.

In my ear, there was a faint voice.

"Your Majesty the great Limuru Turnpest..."

Is it the prayer that the black cat Dixie used the Command Spell?

Eh? Hmm, Dixie?

Jiang Rui was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that the two were a good match.

He hurriedly picked up the wine glass, took a few sips to suppress his laughing expression, and responded with a deep voice in his heart.

"Say."

"Just now, the night watchman..."

Jiang Rui quietly listened to Di Xi's retelling of what happened to Fein not long ago. Along with his silence, the only three people in the bar also fell silent, only Jiang Rui knocked unconsciously. table.

Dixie's voice is clear, natural and full of rhythm.

"In other words, Emily already knew of my existence, right?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

At the end, Dixie didn't forget to take the opportunity to read the previous book: "Fin, he betrayed you without any hesitation."

"Well, I can't say betrayal, and he is not qualified to be loyal to me."

He doesn't deserve it!

Jiang Rui chuckled and replied, "It doesn't matter, since you are in New York, as a guest, there is no reason to hide it from the master."

"well-done."

He was very satisfied with the other party's attitude, um, he was a qualified dogleg.

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