The Missionary of the Second Dimension

"Then don't always think about the bad things. Didn't you say that there will be a banquet tonight? It should be ready now, right?" Zhai Nan waved away that little thought and asked happily.

"Yes, it will be too late if you don't prepare! Then I'll go to the market to buy something, and the three of you will come with me." Martha clapped her hands, and then called the trio of fallen angels toward Heading in the direction of the town market.

"I also went to the kitchen to prepare the materials for the evening. Does anyone want to sign up for help?" Aisha took the rest of the people away.

In the end, Zhai Nan, who had nothing to do, could only go back to his room first. .

Chapter 4 The Thing That Can Fulfill Any Wish

"are you asleep?"

Zhai Nan opened the half-closed door, walked into the room, and saw the white-haired girl lying sound asleep on the bed.

The computer on the desk is also in standby mode. Zhai Nan moved the mouse lightly and found that it was staying on the hang-up interface of a game.

Seeing this, Zhai Nan sighed: "If this continues, the house will be completely reduced to waste."

"Xiao Hei..." He came to the window and called softly, but there was no response.

"Did you really fall asleep?"

Zhai Nan looked at the sleepy eyes of the girl who was breathing quietly, and when she was about to wake her up, she also stopped what she was doing.

"There must be a degree in cultivating immortals."

He used to be pale for several days during the day because he played games all night long, and those who didn't know thought it was an appearance of excessive indulgence.

"The quilt is not covered."

When Zhai Nan was about to cover the quilt that was kicked out by Joan of Arc, when he saw the bare|exposed snow-white buttocks, 007 couldn't help thinking badly for a moment.

"Well... Anyway, she's not an outsider anymore, I don't think she would care."

As if guilty of guilt, he gently climbed on the bed, stretched out his hand and climbed towards the snow-white skin.

Then, there was only a faint sound of friction|rubbing between the fabrics......

Almost an hour later.

"Boom--!"

The girl who was preparing for the night's banquet turned her eyes to the place where the sound was made in doubt.

Originally belonged to Zhai Nan's room, but now billowing black smoke was coming out of the window of that room.

"What... what's wrong? What happened?" Aisha panicked and asked worriedly.

"Want...to help?"

When Aisha was about to run over to help with a kitchen knife, she was stopped by Miranda.

"There's no need to go now, we just need to do our own thing quietly."

As one of the twelve saints of Christianity, Martha showed a holy smile. (bgdj)

"Is...really okay?"

"It doesn't matter, anyway, Zhai Nan has become a god, and ordinary attacks have no effect on him."

The girl in the apron blinked at Aisha. Although the latter was still very worried, since she said so, she might be slowed down if she went so hastily.

"boom--!"

There was another loud noise, followed by red flames and thick smoke.

I saw Joan of Arc, who was covered in black armor all over her body, showing an angry face at the person flying in the sky.

"Come down for me!"

"No."

It was Zhai Nan flying in the sky.

At this time, there was still a burnt black circle on his clothes. If he hadn't slipped away so fast, I'm afraid the clothes wouldn't be able to survive.

Isn't it just after | entering while sleeping?Anyway, they are both old couples and old wives, so they are still so shy.

Zhai Nan curled her lips, obviously she was still shouting "Don't stop".

"By the way, I remember that I have something to go out first, and I can come back before dinner. You should take a good look at the house."

After Zhai Nan said this to the busy girls, the magic power in his body instantly condensed on his body surface, pushing him away towards the distance.

What was left to Joan of Arc was nothing but an increasingly pale white trail.

"Come back to me! If you have the ability to touch me in my sleep! Why don't you have the guts to come down?! Really...do you want to piss me off?!"

Seeing Zhai Nan disappearing into the sky like a shooting star, the angry Joan of Arc couldn't catch up with him even if he exploded with all his strength.

So, she had no choice but to admit it, and must lock the doors and windows when she sleeps in the future, otherwise it would be too shameful to let others do things in her dream.

"Master...you really have enough vitality."

"Well...that's understandable." Martha responded with a smile while kneading the dough.

The sky above the church echoed with the girls' laughter and Joan of Arc's angry shouts.

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