What's Wrong with the Witch

　　"What a poor old man."

　　……

　　In the banquet hall, Lance sat in the middle and raised the red wine glass: "Since the dark wizard is temporarily unavailable, let's start, I wish us a happy cooperation!"

　　Priest of Justice, Prince Andhra raised a red wine glass.

　　The three demigods drank it all.

　　Lance smiled: "According to the original plan, the dark wizard Mossolid and I were the seraphs who aimed at the sealed power; the priest of justice and Prince Andra were to deal with the sealed great demon, I don't know about you guys. Any questions?"

　　The priest of justice looked a little arrogant: "Without the assistance of the dark wizard, are you sure you don't need our help?"

　　The sealed demon in the Magical Girl Cafe on Street 36 in the old city, even if the power is sealed, can still make the priest of hope disappear silently, which means that the remaining power of the opponent is still very strong.

　　In his opinion, if there are three demigods shooting together, the success rate will be higher.

　　In fact, the priest of justice is more disgusted with Prince Andhra.

　　He hates disgusting vampires!

　　Prince Andra was eating steaks. These steaks were all three-ripe, with blood, just to his taste.

　　Lance smiled: "Thanks for the concern of the priest of justice. This time I brought a containment object that can make the Seraph fall. If I bring this containment object to appear in front of the big devil, it may have the opposite effect."

　　The priest of justice nodded in understanding.

　　If this is the case, there is no other way.

　　The plan this time is for the two sides to act jointly, whether it is against the Seraph or the Great Demon, they must all act at the same time.

　　Because of the hostile state of the Seraphim and the Great Demon, if they really attacked one of them and made the other party weak, it is impossible to guarantee that the other party would not show up and try to kill the weak party.

　　So, if you want to catch it, you have to catch it together.

　　Prince Andra put down his knife and fork and took a sip of red wine: "Since there is no problem on your side, what about the time to act?"

　　Lance said: "It was set at 36 p.m., the earliest time that the cafe on [-]th Street in the old city closed was [-]:[-] p.m., and after dark, there would be no people outside in the old city. ."

　　"At the same time, there will be no pedestrians around the villa in the new city where Seraph lives."

　　After the priest of justice finished drinking the red wine in the glass, he got up and left: "Okay!"

　　Prince Andra also stopped eating at the same time, turned into a ball of bats and flew out of the window: "Then, see you at eight o'clock in the evening, dear priest of justice!"

　　Lance didn't care about the departure of the two demigods. He looked at the red wine in the glass as if he were looking at a beautiful woman in red.

　　"Thank you for your hard work. It's a pity that the blazing angels and the great demons belong to Tianqi!"

　　……

　　In a villa in Xincheng District, Gabriel yawned.

　　To tell the truth, it was impossible for Seraph to yawn in the past, and it is even less likely to mess up the long smooth and shiny golden hair.

　　But who had most of her power sealed away?

　　What's more, she still hasn't forgotten the principle of saving the world when she can't return to the heaven.

　　Every day in the villa, Gabriel will organize a lot of people to fight with demons, destroy the grotesque, save human beings, and work hard to purify the world and save the world!

　　Even during several consecutive days of battles, several encounters with demonic forces forced the servers of several large maps to be maintained and restarted.

　　Such a battle, such a heartache, such a day and night of hard work, who can understand?

　　"Angel, the chips and Coke are gone, go buy some back."

　　Gabriel took off the virtual instrument and looked at the garbage bags in the room without feeling the slightest discomfort.

　　Just stepping on the gap in the garbage bag, Gabriel came to the refrigerator, took out the last box of yogurt from the refrigerator, and poured it directly into her mouth.

　　Although this human world is severely polluted, the food made is really delicious.

　　"Okay, I'll go right now."

　　Battle Angel Angel wore baggy clothes and didn't care about the messy long hair. He just took the phone on the table and walked to the door. He randomly chose a pair of cloth slippers and went out to buy.

　　Leaving the villa, Angel glanced at the falling sun and walked to the supermarket near the community.

Chapter 99 Full Moon, Are You Hungry?

　　The sun sank in the west, and the closer the blood moon rose, the more blood stained the sky at dusk.

　　According to the records of scientists, a long time ago, when it was almost summer, the night would not come until at least six or seven o'clock in the afternoon, but now it still falls after five o'clock in the afternoon.

　　Mu Qiqi turned on his phone and prepared to order.

　　Hey, is the pizza shop closed today?

　　What a pity.

　　But having ordered pizza for three days in a row, it's really time for a change.

　　"Full Moon, Bubble, do you want something for dinner?"

　　Mu Qiqi asked.

　　When the night falls for a while, businesses in the old city will basically refuse to deliver meals.

　　If you don't order now, a few people will be forced to lose weight, or drink a cup of coffee and eat a few newly made little cakes?

　　"Your Highness, I'm not hungry yet, no need."

　　Full Moon said politely.

　　She really can't eat those human food.

　　But it is difficult to understand how His Highness Mu Qiqi could eat it.

　　"Your Highness, cake..."

　　Bubble grabbed a piece of cream cheesecake beside him, a little inarticulate.

　　"Well, in that case, let's eat strawberries."

　　Mu Qiqi walked to the refrigerator aside and took out two boxes of fresh strawberries.

　　The strawberries were delivered by Gao Mengmeng in the afternoon.

　　It is said to be the latest product of the Mohai Group's soilless cultivation project, and it has not been contaminated with any pesticides.

　　If the cafe likes it, Gao Mengmeng will arrange for someone to deliver it every day.

　　In the afternoon, Mu Qiqi had already eaten a box.

　　It tastes really good.

　　The remaining two boxes are for dinner.

　　Tear off the plastic wrap, and the creamy agate-like fragrance of crimson strawberries wafted out directly. Mu Qiqi took out one first and took a bite. It was tender, juicy, sweet and delicious.

　　Take out all the strawberries inside, remove the leaves, put them on a plate, and rinse them with water.

　　Then divide it into three parts, put them on a plate, sprinkle with a layer of sugar, and pour a layer of condensed milk.

　　"Okay, that's dinner tonight!"

　　Give Bubbles and Full Moon a copy, and Mu Qiqi himself.

　　This slightly processed condensed milk strawberry can be mashed and eaten directly, and the taste is very good.

　　Bubbles ate one first, then smashed the rest, and ate it happily.

　　The full moon saw condensed milk strawberries made in this way.

　　Bright red, sweet condensed milk, it seems that this combination has a different kind of appeal.

　　Ok?

　　Mu Qiqi was eating strawberries when there was a message on his mobile phone.

　　It's Birdie Youwei, maybe something else happened.

　　[Little Bird Youwei]: Qiqi, can I ask you to do a live painting at night∩( ?ω?)∩

　　[Mu Qiqi]: Eh, live broadcast?

　　When it comes to live broadcast, Mu Qiqi remembered that she seemed to have registered a live broadcast room at Xiaopo Station before, drew herself a cute pink witch with double ponytails, and made a Live2D image.

　　After all, at that time, I was an illustrator and basically had a live broadcast room.

　　But that was two or three years ago, and she almost forgot about it.

　　The main reason is that Mu Qiqi doesn't need to increase her extra income as an illustrator through live broadcasting, not to mention that her painting is like opening a coffee shop, it's just a pure interest.

　　I didn't expect her friend Xiaoniaoyouwei to find her to live-broadcast painting online?

　　[Little Bird Youwei]: The thing is, a lot of readers went to the International City Comic Con, and they were tricked by exhibitors to queue up for a few more hours, so a lot of letters were sent to the publishing house, filled with two rooms and counting.I was wondering if I could ask you to do a painting live event online to calm the fans down.

　　[Little Bird Youwei]: At present, several mailboxes of the publishing house have been exploded..(.?oεo?.)

　　Mu Qiqi blinked.

　　Ah this...

　　Mu Qiqi felt quite speechless about this, don't these people have to go to school or work?

　　Isn't it just that she didn't get her signature?

　　As for that?

　　Fortunately, she didn't leave any contact information before, otherwise God knows what this group of crazy fans will do.

　　Anyway, for Xiaoniaoyouwei's sake, let's start a live broadcast.

　　[Mu Qiqi]: Well, let me start a live broadcast and talk to these fans (???)?

　　[Little Bird Youwei]: Qiqi, you are really kind?(.???.)?

　　[Mu Qiqi]: (=￣ω￣=) When do you need me to start the broadcast?Is there a requirement for what to draw?

　　[Little Bird Youwei]: (づ￣3￣) づ╭? ~ If you can, let’s start the broadcast tonight. Is it okay to draw Yusha sauce for the content?

　　[Mu Qiqi]: Okay, ゆい, then I will start the broadcast at 7 pm, and the live broadcast room of Xiaopo Station is mouth-to-mouth...

　　[Little Bird Youwei]: φ(>ω<*) Well, I'll send a message!