Walking towards the main hall where the daughters were, the black-haired youth admired the surrounding scenery.

Because it is an oriental beast, the building on Kun's back is naturally a typical oriental.The color matching of Zhu and black reveals a trace of solemnity in the elegant and brilliant.

Rope walked through the laurel tree street, opened the door, and gathered here all his six daughters.

"Who just swore that the plague and virus are just cowardly sidesteps? Now I just need you to prove it. Is it possible that Sister Astrid is afraid?"

Lina in a black lady's dress was holding a glass of ominous colored liquid.

Opposite her, Astrid raised her eyebrows and snatched Lena's Plague Cup.

"Who's afraid! Just to show you, Sister Lina, how powerful my divine fire is! It will definitely evaporate all your plagues in an instant! There is no life that is completely heat-resistant, and it is just because the temperature is not high enough. !"

"Hehehe, I'm looking forward to it, my dear sister."

The other sisters, except for Chariste who was reading a book, were all joking.

Astrid pinched her neck, gulping at the terrifying glass of poison.

The plague of the God of Plague is obviously not something that can be laughed at like in her words.But at the end of the day, the Withering Monarch will be able to get on or not, and the problem of face is too big.

Closing her eyes, Astrid drank the plague in one gulp.

Then it was normal, the flame goddess threw herself on the spot.

Seeing Astrid slumped on the ground with his mouth on fire, Rope sighed helplessly while holding his forehead.

Is it good or bad to get along with sisters who know each other like this?

However, compared to the exaggerated playful ways of their mother's generation, this is definitely more in line with the gods that Rope needs in mind.

Chapter [-] Can't stand it, can't stand it

"Looks like you're having a good time."

Rope said hello and walked into the room from the door.

The daughters rose instantly and saluted their father.

"Father!"

"Sit down." Rope waved his hand: "In this case, generally speaking, you can just sit in the same position and turn your head. There is no need to get up and salute."

He came to Astrid's side, squatted down and poked his fourth daughter on the cheek.

I have to say that Astrid's divine flame is very powerful, probably repelling and burning the plague in the body, and the temperature of the body surface dried Ropey's fingers.

"Lina, what did you give Astrid to drink?"

Unable to wake Astrid when he saw an external call, he raised his head and asked the Plague Goddess.

Lina's eyes drifted, not daring to meet Rope's eyes.

After a long while, he said in a low voice.

"Three kinds of divine toxins, five kinds of anti-high temperature erosive viruses, forty-seven kinds of parasitic fungi that devour each other..."

"Are you going to murder your sister?"

"No la."

When questioned by her father, Lina was rarely embarrassed.

"Who made her look down on my divinity and clergy... Father, you don't have to worry too much. Although the virus is very powerful, with the power of Sister Astrid, you can break free from the effect in about two or three minutes."

"It's alright, Father. This guy used to drink "Divine Yellow Fever" as a drink for me, but it only took two or three days to be alive. "Ani Laine said with a smile.

Chariste put down the book and frowned.

"Wait Lena, if I remember correctly, the signature disease of His Majesty the King in Yellow is yellow fever... You poured your own divine toxin into Anilain?"

"Who asked her to burn down my virus cultivation garden and turn that place into a hot volcanic area." Lina said dissatisfiedly: "Cultivation of newborns cares a lot about the environment, and Anilain made me lose a lot of money. Less precious virus."

"Don't talk about the past."

These guys...really just messing around with the body of the gods.

As soon as such an idea came up, Ropey immediately realized that he was half a pound himself.

The regenerative ability is too scary to bear to look at, so self-harm or something is basically commonplace.The identity of the evil god is a demigod, and he has used knives and transformations on his soul even more often.

For a moment, Astrid woke up from the coma just as Lena had said.

Bearing the brunt, she saw from bottom to top the handsome face of her father who was squatting beside her.

Astrid's eyes blurred instantly, and he stretched out his hands to wrap around Rope's neck.

"Ah, my father-sama..."

"The big unscrupulous fireball, what kind of love is there!"

Seeing Astrid doing this, the daughters' expressions changed immediately.

With Anileen's temperament, he kicked Astrid away without saying a word, and even opened a big hole in the wall with such tremendous force.

"Weird Girl, are you going to fight?"

"Come on, who is afraid of who!"

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