How long has it been since you wandered in the human world? looking at the bright lights, the crowds coming and going, and the children laughing and chasing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lillard felt that it was great to be in human society

There was no rush to return to the suburbs. He was still wearing human clothes, even though he didn't understand the language. As long as it's not considered a monster, there's nothing to be afraid of.

Walking quietly down the street, according to the world record over there, it's around seven o'clock. It's the time for people to eat, buy groceries, and get moving. The smell of food wafting through the street is tempting, and the food with various seasonings is really more fragrant than the meat grilled in the local way, and it must taste good. If only I could live in the human world without worries.

However.... The amount of food in my own stomach. Lillard couldn't help but smile wryly. I'm afraid that I haven't earned much yet, let alone make money to buy a house and live in.

Grunting, the stomach wailed, protesting that the owner had not eaten at this time.

Snorting, Lillard decided to go back to the wild and hunt a few wolves to eat. Even though the taste is not good, it is full.

He felt that he would have the opportunity to come back in the future, and it would be better to be with other humans than to stay with a group of goblins, and to have the opportunity to go to the beach to see, maybe there would be bikini women?

In fact, my ideal is only that, look at beautiful women, look at beautiful women, look at beautiful women or something.

Keeping up the speed of a human, Lillard surveyed the scenery along the way, stopping by to see if there were any nearby villages, maybe he could get some help.

Rosa looked at Lellard, who had a countryman in the city, and there were a lot of complaints in her heart, looking at the left and the right, and then walking outside someone else's house, and the gurgling echo after smelling the smell of rice made her feel like she wanted to pretend that she didn't know this person, wait, she didn't know this person in the first place.

With an embarrassed expression, he continued to chase after Lillard. She still stubbornly thinks that this person is dangerous, and he will commit crimes all the time, and he doesn't commit crimes in the city because there are many people, and you can see him salivating and looking at the village in the distance to know that he must be planning something.

Therefore, it is still very necessary for him to crusade again.

However, although Rosa wanted to continue chasing after her, she felt that she was also exhausted. She is still suffering from a severe cold, and she has been running back and forth for dozens of kilometers, and anyone who is beaten by iron will not be able to stand it, let alone her. Now chasing Lailard, he is only supported by a little curiosity in his heart.

Out of the road, out of the sight of humans, and into the deserted forest, Lillard naturally stopped. Although they are separated by a few hundred meters, there are only two people on this road, and it feels a little abnormal. Not to mention that Lillard's nose is much more sensitive than that of a dog. It's always been a faint smell of some escaped prey, and even a fool reacts.

At this time, Lillard was very bored and ran to this person to play eye contact with her, and released Long Wei in a directional manner.

So, in the eyes of the two people, Rosa collapsed directly to the ground very normally.

"Hahahaha, in the end, you still can't escape the hands of this great demon king, hahahaha" Lillard propped up his waist and laughed wildly. Role-play very carefully to fill the emptiness in my heart.

However, there was no response from the subject. He laughed like a fool for a few minutes, and finally had to shut up.

"Damn, I'm acting so seriously, at least give me some applause, otherwise this is for me to appreciate myself?"

Reluctantly, she took off Losa's helmet, her face already burning red. Lillard touched the other man's forehead, and in his previous experience, the woman had a high fever. This funny woman, if she is sick, she has to take medicine, it's fun to play tracking games, and she should lie at home at this time, waiting for someone to bring her tea and water, warm her bed and cook. Fool Baga idiot.

Holding the fluffy girl in his arms, she was covered in piping hot. Frowning, following the scent, Leillard arrived at the goblin killer's house. It is a somewhat imposing house, in addition to the main three-storey building, there are stables, a small pasture and a cattle or sheep shed.

The door of the house was unlocked, and it opened with a slight twist. There was dust everywhere in the house. The couches were all wet now, and the cloaks that had been snatched from him were thrown haphazardly on the ground. Doesn't this woman know how to keep her home clean?

Carrying her upstairs to the master bedroom where she could sleep, bloody bandages, torn clothes, and some strange things. The taste is a little rushed, too.

The sloppy woman, in fact, in some ways, has already overcome me. Lillard complained.

Open the window to breathe, Leillard is very skilled, well.... Very skillfully took off the goblin killer's clothes, at this time the goblin killer had been burned and curled up, took the iron basin out of the door, there was a well outside the house, he came upstairs again with a bucket of water, I don't know where to turn out a few towels, cold wet towels on her head, and she kept wiping her body. In the middle of the night, the temperature of this body slowly dropped.

Covering the quilt, feeling that this would not necessarily be good, he bit his finger with his teeth and squeezed out a few drops of blood and fed it into the goblin killer's mouth. Legend has it that dragon blood has a healing effect on people, I don't know if it's true, so I'll give it to her first.

My stomach was still rumbling. That's when Lillard felt like he wanted to eat. After thinking about it, Lillard still held the floor with a mop first, and then wiped most of the dirt on it with a rag before deciding to go out hunting.

Jumping out of the window, he appeared outside the house more than twenty minutes later with three and a half man-high wild boars on his back. After all, this creature is very similar to the edible meat seen in the previous life, although the skin is rough and the flesh is a little thicker, and it will also apply stone skin magic and fury and shock magic to itself, and the goblins do not dare to provoke it too much. But for Lerald, it can be done with sleeping magic.

If you really bump into it, he'll burp too. His own body is only three meters long. In the Dragon Domain, his own youth form is the juvenile form of other dragons, and it is not necessarily as big as others. It's really a barge.

The wild boar that was killed was washed with himself by the river and carried it back, supported by a shelf and put it aside, and then Lillard cut down a few big trees and dragged it back, and naturally continued to dig a pit and roast the pig, and ate two and left one for tomorrow to eat, Lillard took the iron pot at home to wash rice and prepare to cook porridge, fortunately there was rice in the kitchen, in addition to rice, more flour made from wheat.

Although Lillard is not very good at cooking, he can try it himself after watching pig running for so many years. Of course, when I was a human being, I didn't have to worry too much about instant noodles and instant noodles to my favorite. Cooking porridge..... As long as it's not mushy.

The first time he was lucky, he successfully cooked a pot of white porridge, the rice was still rolling in the pot, put the cut pork cubes in, added a little salt and continued to wait for him to open, looked at the white bubbles and then took the lid made of wood and pressed it, stuffed for more than ten minutes, and then came to eat.

From the window to the house, the goblin killer was still lying lazily and continued to sleep, not at all guarded.

I changed a wet towel for her, waited until the porridge was no longer tumbling, tasted a mouthful of it and felt that it could eat poisonous immortals, found a small stove and a small pot at home, poured the porridge into it and added a little water, and continued to boil it with coal in the stove, and gave it to her in the morning or when he woke up.

The pits outside the house were filled in, the doors and windows were closed, and the two quilts were placed on the bedroom floor, and Leillard began to fall asleep.

It's nice to have human housing.