National Games: Start as Zhongli, teammate Hutao

Following.

Morning.

The sleepy-eyed Dada duck sat up from the bed.

The baggy coat slipped all the way from his waist to the base of his thighs, and Dada duck subconsciously looked down.

Clothes, gone.

However, Dada Duck is no longer surprised by the fact that he wakes up disheveled.

The mind is still groggy, and the memory of last night is already a little blurry.

It seems to be watching the news with Mr. Zhong Xia, and then.

Then I drank some alien drink, and my memories were completely fragmented.

(But what's the deal with but the wet feeling, delusion.)

It can only be said that aliens are harmful, and they will never be able to touch it again.

Dada duck rubbed his eyes and looked around a little blankly.

This is how long I have been sleeping, and the game of national fortune has not begun.

Whew, let's change your clothes.

But halfway through the change of clothes, Dada Duck sensed that something was wrong, and his pants were stuck.

No, the shadow of memory inevitably creeps into Dada Duck's heart.

As the white fingers fumbled tentatively behind him.

Dada Duck's face froze, and sweat slipped from Bai Xuan's forehead.

Seeing that Dada Duck came to the living room a little refreshed.

Zhong Xia, who had just filled the table with sumptuous delicacies, said with concern: "Your Excellency, you didn't rest last night, okay?" Dada

duck carefully walked against the edge of the wall, and with great difficulty pulled the table and chairs around the table open.

"Ah, it's okay......"

Dada Duck raised a subtle arc at the end of his voice, as if to divert his attention, and threw the question to Zhong Xia with some embarrassment.

"Then, Mr. Zhong Xia, how did you rest last night, don't ......" (I'm afraid, I can't help it.)

Last night.

After sending Xiao Bao, who had fainted after exhaustion, back to the inn, he waited until dawn.

After finally confirming that the young immortal's body was safe, Zhong Xia quickly returned to the National Games arena.

It's just that Zhong Xia didn't expect Da Da Ya to wake up so early after experiencing last night.

"Average.

"Your Excellency, there seems to be something wrong with your complexion.

"No, it's fine. "

Mr. Zhong, Mr. Zhong Xia, etc.

As Zhong Xia stroked his cheek, the fiery red tail behind the Dada duck exploded from behind him like an electric shock.

"Here's what's going on.

Zhong Xia gently pinched the base of the fiery red tail with his fingers, and pressed a little.

Tartaglia jumped like a frightened little fox and buried her head in the couch.

"555, I don't know, how to stick to the back after passing it once......"

I see.

It seems that last night's realistic and somewhat exaggerated feel was serious.

"Don't worry, Your Excellency.

Zhong Xia rubbed the tips of Dada Duck's hair and comforted him softly: "This situation will only exist for a while. "

Yes.

After a few contacts, Zhong Xia sensed an aura similar to the system unlocking the incarnation of the Rock King Emperor for himself.

In terms of general rationality, it will take some time for this situation to return to its original state.

But whether this period is short or long is not so easy to determine.

(And with the current feeling, well, state, Zhong Xia doesn't think it's bad.)

Tartaglia tilted his duck's head and pursed his lips, his voice soft and soft.

"Really.

Zhong Xia Meiyu stretched a little and replied seriously: "In terms of universal rationality, this is the case. "