Shaye feels that the mission is still a long way to go.

"Cough cough." Chariste returned the topic and glanced at the goddesses: "Do you have any questions or dissatisfaction, sisters? If not, then the results of the meeting will be implemented as such for the time being."

The plan arranged by the goddess of knowledge will naturally not be opposed by other daughters.

"Father, do you have anything to add?"

"No, Chariste did a great job."

Rope closed his eyes and drank chocolate milk while enjoying the clear arrangement his daughter had arranged for him.

This sense of ease is really amazing.

"Then, this is the end of the business."

Chariste snapped the pointer together.

The other daughters also realized something, and stared at Rope like Guan Gong opened his eyes.

The pressure brought by the sight made the black-haired young man almost choked.

"What are you going to do?"

"Could it be that your father forgot what you promised us just now?" Samona asked with a smile.

"I haven't forgotten, but... are you really going to come now?"

"Why not?"

"I was just with Lamia last night..."

"It's okay, it's okay~"

Shaye didn't know when to go around Rope's back, and a pair of small tiger teeth were biting on his neck.

"The energy potion of life divine power, the maximum amount!"

"Hey!"

Rope wanted to break Saya apart, but found that his cutest daughter was as motionless as a rock.After struggling for a while to no avail, he simply gave up struggling.

- What a bunch of willful guys.

In the face of a group of true gods, I hope that it will not be too outrageous at that time... Forty-two days...

As dusk comes, Rope is about to embark on a crazy journey.

It is undeniable that, as the Prince of Pleasure, he will definitely obtain the low-level happiness he wants.

Chapter [-]: Bai Yasha's counterattack, the water god of snakes, Bai Xue Ji

Forty-two days of travel will undoubtedly trample the travel word perfectly.

Because Rope hasn't stepped out of the daughters' door for forty-two days since that day.

Like the roaring wind in hell, the quagmire of desire breeds and proclaims the endless joy of indulgence.

When the black-haired youth stepped on the six-figure outer door and came to the former White Night King and the current White Yaksha, his whole body was in a soft trance.

Shiroyasha's other courtyard on the lower floor is a typical Japanese Japanese-style courtyard. This does not mean that she has anything to do with the community "Eight Million Great Gods", it is just a simple preference.There are elegant small pools and monks' capitals in the courtyard, and the sound of bamboo joints and water flows regularly, presenting a unique cultural atmosphere.

In a kimono and white stockings, Shiroyasha frowned and gently kicked Rope, who was slumped on the soft seat, with his little feet.

"You bastard...what happened? Being so listless isn't the attitude that the man who made the gods tremble and who finally tried the "everything is useless" should have. "

Rope raised his head and looked at Shiroyasha numbly.

"Forty-two days, do you know how I spent these forty-two days?"

"How do we know."

"The black wind of the lustful; the culmination of sensual pleasure; the Sahara desert full of sea water; the frozen waterfall..."

"What are you talking nonsense about?"

Shiroyasha shoved a piece of senbei into Rope's mouth and sat down on the opposite side of the low table with a teacup.

Compared with the noble and elegant lady, the pale-haired loli is a little closer to the uncle.

"In short, I cooked my daughters in a spoonful and made a lot of trouble for forty-two days."

"Oh, awesome."

Bai Yasha took a sip of tea with a calm face. She was familiar with Luo Pei's style and was not moved by it at all.

The black-haired youth sighed, propping his melancholy cheek with his right hand.

"Then, I was defeated and Rope fell."

"puff!"

Shiroyasha couldn't hold back his laughter, and the tea spewed out of his mouth.

The splashing dark green tea stagnated in mid-air, Ropey waved his hand and threw the tea to the courtyard outside the door.

"It's because you're still my woman, so you laugh at your failed husband with hatred?"

"Wife in a normal marriage, when I heard these words, I already had the intention of slashing you with a knife. We are all special beings. If you make us laugh, you will be able to let go of the past, and it will be a bargain for you."

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