After time-traveling, I became a minion of the evil god?

Besides, he had to try the effect of the golden apple first.

"Is it the golden apple in the myths and legends?" Lily Ling also became interested, this thing is like a work of art cast in gold, it's so perfect.

"I don't know, it's just a good thing anyway."

After Xie Shen Jiang knew that it was food and not gold, he immediately lost interest: "What, it's not gold. By the way, where did you take it out? In your crotch?"

"Can't your focus be so strange? Who else would put things in the crotch, sand sculpture devil."

Mo Yu put the apple on the table, and said angrily: "Hurry up and cut the apple, I still have something to talk to Lily Ling."

"Tch!" The evil sauce pouted, picked up the apple and walked to the kitchen.

Just a few steps away, I heard some very bad words from behind.

"Lily Bell, where are your weapons? Can you show me?"

weapon?What does he want those things for?Could it be for me! ?

Thinking of how hard he had suffered on those weapons, cold sweat broke out from Xie Shen Jiang's forehead in an instant.

Not so!Are you going to kill me for such a trivial matter? !

Is it too late for me to beg for mercy now! .

Chapter 220 Lily Bell's Collection

Lily Bell simply moved the box where she kept her weapons out of the closet.

Opening the lid of the box reveals a wide variety of weapons that are scary to look at, and said grandly: "If you like which one, I will give it to you."

The number of weapons in this box is enough to set up a stall.

From long weapons such as swords, spears, spears, and tridents to knuckles, short swords, maces, chainsaws, ring blades, fist blades, hatchets, etc. Short weapons and strange weapons, all kinds of eyes are chaotic up.

'This....I- still underestimate you. '

This is simply a cold arsenal!

Mo Yu suspected that if thermal weapons were not contraband, there might still be a large box of guns and ammunition.

What on earth do you want to collect so many weapons, a girl with secondary illness!

Could it be that it was all prepared for the evil sauce?This is so sweet!

If I were the evil sauce, I'm afraid I would be so moved that I escaped from the earth overnight!

"It's no wonder that you are well-off with your monthly wages, but you always have little money left. These things are indispensable."

Taking out the trident from the box, Mo Yu tried to feel it while talking.

"That's right! If you have a lot of salary, you should give me some pocket money increase! Or you can save it!" The evil sauce came back with a plate of apples and echoed, the pocket money increase was secondary.

The point is, Lily Ling can no longer buy new weapons!

It's too miserable that I will always be the test subject of new weapons!

I just threw the devil at home, and my dad found out, maybe I killed myself.

"I'll give you more pocket money, and it will only be spent in the game hall. It's too wasteful." Lily Ling knew very well what the evil sauce would do with money.

This guy is in the late stage of game cancer, as long as he passes through the game hall, he will completely lose control of himself.

"It's a waste to buy these weapons!"

"Waste?"

Lily Bell took out the fist blades from the box and showed a dark smile: "It's really a waste to keep them in the box. From tomorrow onwards, it's just as good to use them on you every day."

Xie Shen Jiang's face turned green immediately, and he hurriedly assumed the posture of sitting down: "I'm sorry! I didn't say anything just now!"

will die!Even with my resilience!I can't stand it even once a day! !

"Hey hey hey! You're a devil anyway, don't be cowardly." Mo Yu, who was watching the show, couldn't help booing, excitedly cheering her on: "Just her! Show the glory of your devil noble! As the saying goes, in the wind and rain, What is this pain! Wipe away your tears! Don't be afraid! At least we still have dreams!"

What the hell?Why are you still singing?

wrong!What a dream!Dreaming!

Feelings are not your weapon to be tested!

Evil God Sauce, who kept her seated posture still, complained wildly in her heart. Although she has super resilience, she still suffers from pain.

It's not fighting M, who would like pain?

Of course, except for the pain of chili.

Seeing that Xie Shen Jiang gave up so quickly, Lily Ling let her go.

It was just a scare at first, and she wouldn't do it unless she made a mistake.

The good show was over, so Mo Yu could only continue to choose weapons.

Although there are many types of weapons here, he didn't find what he wanted, or there may be too many types, and he didn't know what to choose at once.

"Can I try the power of the weapon?" Mo Yu glanced at Xie Shen Jiang, which was a ready-made sandbag.

Evil God Sauce: "???"

Do you think you are Lily Ling!I hit! ! !

With the idea of ​​attacking first, the evil sauce rushed over: "Super enhanced version! Royal Copenhagen!"

Mo Yu smacked his mouth, pulled his right hand out of the box, and brought out a mace along the way.

Bang!

A drop of blood fell on the floor, and the scene was silent.

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A few seconds later, Mo Yu narrowed one eye suspiciously: "Aren't you in pain? The thorns are all in."

"...AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY HAND!!!"

Watching the slag demon lying on the ground and rolling, he put the mace back into the box.

I really don't know whether to call her second or slow to respond.

Bai Heling glanced calmly, and reminded: "She still has to wash the dishes."

"learn!"

After rewinding the time of Xie Shen Jiang, Mo Yu ate a golden apple and left. He still needs to buy something.

By the way, think about which weapon to choose as an implement.

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"The whole person is refreshed. The effect of this golden apple is really good, and there are no side effects."

Just as he walked down the stairs, he suddenly heard someone calling himself. He raised his head and saw Hiratsuka Shizuka standing in the corridor on the third floor.

"Is something wrong? Jing is cute."

Now Shizuka Hiratsuka is used to this address, and replied naturally: "School starts tomorrow, remember to go to school on time."

What she is most worried about now is that this guy will not go to school tomorrow.

With Mo Yu's personality, it is very possible. Signing up does not mean that he will go.

"Don't worry, I will still go before I get bored." Anyway, he can play games at school. For him, it's just a different place to do the same thing.

After receiving a definite answer, Hiratsuka was relieved that her efforts were not in vain during this holiday.

At the very least, the idea of ​​dropping out of school should be given up, right?

No!Not sure yet, he said before getting bored.

Sure enough, it's still so troublesome, it's a headache~ Forget it, forget it, let's talk about it when the time comes.

At least now he has managed to get him to go to school.

After putting aside these troubles, she returned to her room and began to prepare for tomorrow.

Chapter 220 Shouldn't the new semester be more lively?

The next day, at the gate of the apartment.

Hiratsuka took out her mobile phone to check the time, then raised her head to look at the quiet third floor.

'Why haven't you come out yet. '

Some guy promised to go to school, but he was going to be late without going out, and he didn't come downstairs for dinner.

Feeling that she couldn't wait any longer, she hurried to the door of the innermost room on the third floor.

"Aren't you up yet?"

The door was not locked, so it was opened all at once.

The room was very dark, with thick curtains that almost completely blocked out the light.

Hiratsuka Shizuka walked in familiarly, and sure enough, she saw someone who was still sleeping on the bed.

But she didn't yell directly, but walked lightly to the bed, ready to play the ringtone on her mobile phone.

You can't shout directly, otherwise Mo Yu will get very angry when he wakes up. I have seen this before.

But before she let out the alarm, Mo Yu suddenly sat up.

"You're awake."

After a brief daze, he came to his senses and looked at the people next to him.

In his sleep, he felt something approaching, so he was awakened.

'Even the induction is stronger than before. '

Also, I seem to have forgotten to set the alarm.

I used to sleep over there until I woke up naturally, so I never set an alarm.

"Ah~ I'll sleep for a while, you don't have to wait."

"If you sleep again, you will be late."

Ten minutes later, Mo Yu was pushed into the car with his schoolbag in his hand.

It must be too late to walk there, and in order to prevent this guy from going back to sleep, he can only be taken there.

Finally, I arrived at the school a few minutes before I was late.

"This hell of suffering, I'm fighting back again, get ready to bring about an end." After getting off the car, looking at the teaching building ahead, Mo Yu murmured in a low tone.

Hiratsuka raised her hand and pushed behind him, saying, "Are you in Secondary School too? Hurry up to the classroom, the bell is about to ring."

"Yes yes yes~ I haven't seen those two guys for a long time."

Although to them, it was just a few days since they hadn't seen each other, but to them, it had been dozens of days.

"By the way, is there any reclassification this year?"

"I am still in charge of the class you are in, and there is no new class."

"Well, that's unfortunate."

Shizuka Hiratsuka's face darkened, but before he could make a move, he had already run out.

Suddenly, she remembered something and shouted to the front: "The classroom is on the second floor!! Don't go wrong!"

In the teaching building.

Mo Yu came to the second floor and found where Class A was.

Everyone inside has already arrived. After all, the new semester, no one wants to be late, except him.

After scanning around, I soon found Ayumi Aikawa and Mei Li, one sitting in the back row by the window with an umbrella in a daze, and the other was chatting with classmates.

Nihong's school has a system of disrupting the class placement of students every year, some for one year, some for two years, but there are also some that don't reclassify, but most of them change every year.