"..."

What can he say?

Rope could only give Yog Sotos a thumbs up expressionlessly.

Still God will play.

Bubble's words finally made Rope's last meeting with Yogg Sotos, the majesty formed by the unparalleled silhouette successfully shattered into glass slag.

The purpose of the two going out today is not for other reasons, but to find a location for the filming of "The Daughter of the Sea".

Although there is no sea around Orari, the place with the sea can be reached in the blink of an eye for Rope and Yog.

But after watching it, professional teacher Yoger didn't want to shoot there, saying that the scenery was "unremarkable".

So she planned to find a large open space around Orari and create an ocean by herself.

"Rope, if I'm going to start a long speech, I must stop me."

"why?"

"Get used to it." Yogger said, "I like this kind of thing very much to make the originally simple process very long. Although all the details are filled in and attractive, according to your idea, Rope, That would be inappropriate."

"It's really bad..."

Just as Rope and Yog were about to leave Orari, a voice suddenly came from the alley where the rain gathered.

"Lord Rope, please stay."

That's a standard Amazonian woman.

His hot body was only covered by a few light clothes, barefoot, with gold rings on his wrists and ankles.With long slanted bangs hanging down and covering one eye, it's easy to make people want to say something like "unneeded eyes can be donated to those in need".

In Oralee, although Amazon women dressed in cool clothes can be seen everywhere, there is only one family who go to this place.

The family of Istar, the "God of Beauty", and the fighting prostitute of Orari's "Happy Street".

"Ok?"

"Next is Aisha Belka, the family of God Istar."

Aisha walked out of the alley, braved the rain, and handed out a gilded pink invitation.

"My Lord God would like to solemnly invite you to the "Happy Street", and then entertain you.Please don't misunderstand, the Lord God didn't come in person just because it was too rude to be so straightforward. If you are really busy, you can refuse this invitation at will. "

Istar?

Rope thought about the leader of Happy Street, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He didn't even regard Freya as a woman. The goddess who runs a prostitute's street in the district wants him to enjoy the light and go to the banquet?

Just as he was about to grab the woman in front of him by the neck, Yog stopped Rope.

"Don't be too rude to the humble, it will slightly affect our happy mood."

Yog gently pushed Rope's arm away with his fingers and said with a smile.

"You can see that I'm completely relaxed, so don't take Rope too seriously. Just leave the movie site selection to me."

"Since Your Majesty Yog said so..."

Rope accepted the invitation letter from Aisha.

Although Aisha didn't know what Rope was thinking, when she raised her head again, her back was wet with sweat.

The feeling of dying in the next second made this Amazonian woman terrified.

"Thank you for your appreciation, God Istar has set up a banquet in Happy Street, waiting for your visit..."

After speaking, Aisha left in front of the black-haired young man as if she was running away, for fear that her head would be lost if she stayed for another second.

Yog waved his hand towards Rope, blending into the rain like a mirage, while Rope pondered with the invitation.

Happy Street...

He remembered that it was a place where girls could be bought and sold, and there were some pure girls who were also good for Hestia's family.

Rey and Mary are both heretics, and it is impossible to engrave the gift of God, so Rope's original promise to the Goddess of Fire is still unfinished.

Forget it, promise to come down and have a look.

By the way, buy some girls for the Hestia Adam family.

Thinking like this, Rope diverted the original route and went back to the pink area of ​​Orari, the super popular neighborhood run by Istar.

Chapter [-] The Pure Girl Trapped in Fengyue Street

When did you start staying here?

Intense rosemary flavor and it's a soft cushion to sit on.The wooden fence is like a cage, locking her hope, happiness and life in it, waiting for the erosion and decay of evil desires.

No, maybe the decay has already begun...

From that day, when she entered this Fengyue Street involuntarily, the filth caught her shadow.

Sanjo Noharuhi gently wiped the rainwater seeping from the window with her fingers, looking at the cloudy sky outside the narrow window, her mood couldn't help but feel even lower, and her ears with bright golden fur were drooping.

It can be seen from the crimson kimono she wears that the fox girl is not a traditional native inhabitant of the Orari continent.She came from farther east, and had a rare aristocratic status in that country.

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