I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

If she had rebelled at this time in the past, but she had just been rescued by her "Knight-sama" from the hateful vampire, and also took a huge benefit, she obediently used her body temperature to warm Kurumi's hands.

Kuangsan stuffed power into Moyusan's mouth.

Since it is not a shrine maiden, but an existence that can be equated with herself, there is no need to inject it like Liliana did.

Although Kurumi didn't mind that he couldn't be bothered, he was even very happy.

Mo Yusan, who was still sleepy just now, suddenly became excited and took out his mobile phone.

Snapped--

Kuang Sanyi slapped Moyu Sanyi's small buttocks, and the elasticity and feel were first-class.

It's just that this guy seems to be getting fat again.

Kuang San looked at the snow white piled up on his chest and compared it with himself.

Well, not an illusion.

"go to bed!"

"Only one pump!" Mo Yusan hugged Kuangsan's arm and shook it. If there was a tail, he would probably have been shaking happily at this moment.

Seeing Moyusan's pitiful appearance, Kuangsan nodded in agreement.

Mo Yusan's eyes lit up, and he immediately aroused his powers, ready to draw cards.

Destiny was already in his hands, and he had to get into his soul, earn ten consecutive golds, and then go and have a good chat with the group of guys who laughed at her.

only...

Kuangsan looked at Moyusan who was sluggish in front of the phone, and patted her ass.

"What's wrong? Suddenly stunned there?"

Mo Yusan's mouth was shriveled, and he burst into tears.

"I do not believe!"

"I do not believe!"

"Hundreds of fate threads are all blue sky and white clouds, it's impossible!"

"It must be a fraud by the game company, I will let Hubby hack their server!"

Snapped--

Kuang San slapped it down again, the more he shot it, the more addictive it became, and he could even rub it with his hands.

"go to bed!"

"Hmm." Moyusan buried his head in Kuangsan's chest.

"I'm not African."

Kurumi didn't answer.

Chapter 74 A Little Bit Towards the End

After obtaining the "Executor of Fate", Mo Yu San was depressed for several days.

Occasionally, he would laugh stupidly and roll around on the bed in his nightgown.

Large swaths of snow-white skin were exposed to the air.

No one persuaded her to do anything, only if Kuang San occasionally played with her, or if Huobi or other girls came to play with her, Mo Yu San would humbly recover from his decadence.

It's not that because of the power of "destiny", living a life is the same as rewriting a script. It is clear what to eat for lunch today and what time in the afternoon who wants to go to him.

Then the days of flipping scripts are boring.

Moyusan is the kind of guy who has no 'conscience' and is stupid, so she doesn't care about that.

What's more, this power, like Gilgamesh's "Omniscient Almighty Star", belongs to the passive switch at will.

What really makes Moyusan feel extremely painful is the thread of destiny that is entangled every day, called the blue sky and white clouds.

blue card -

White card--

White card--

White card--

After all, he is also a person in charge of destiny, so can't he let himself shine once in a while?

Mo Yusan was lying on the bed and dangling his legs, and Luo Hao walked in from outside the room.

The always strong leader, when he saw Mo Yu San... To be precise, his body suddenly trembled after seeing the pair of golden and red eyes.

Luo Hao couldn't help but panic in those clear eyes, pressing his right hand against the skirt, his teeth clenched his lips.

Mo Yusan didn't know what happened to the leader that day, only that the leader was like a blown-up rabbit after being sent back, huddled in the corner of the bed and stared at Kuangsan and her with an indignant look.

"What's the matter?" Mo Yusan tried to speak to Luo Hao in a gentle tone.

To be honest, she still felt that she was very sorry for the leader.