Chapter 1069 Black History

"Little Fan ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

In that high tone, the crying voice of strong longing was unreservedly revealed, which made me burst into tears, yes, at this moment, I was already in tears.

"Whoosh――――――"

As if crossing the shackles of time and space, after the voice fell, a faintly glowing white shadow broke through the air, unable to dodge, or rather, unable to dodge, in the pitiful gaze of Veras, in my tearful open hand to greet her, hit the striker's head, and made close contact with the abdomen

"Knock ―――――――――――――"

It was a heavy impact sound of any man or woman listening to the stomach pouch, but not only that, but at the moment of impact, the two delicate little arms also hugged each other's waist and firmly hugged each other's waist - the experience was taken from someone's arms to kill the sister, so that the other party did not even have the possibility of unloading, and completely suffered this shell-like impact.

This is the terrible nature of the ghost body cannonball, you can't dodge, you can't unload the force, what's more, you can only greet it with a smile, or a tearful smile of excitement, and put on a little sad face, and you will be bitten more violently in the future in the future, which can be called a double injury to the ** and the soul.

For example, eating Coptis chinensis may not be painful, but when you have to frown bitterly, you still have to smile, give a thumbs up, and use your tongue that is bitter to the root to spit out the dialect full of sincerity, such as "good food".

There was a flash of such a spit in my mind, even I admired myself, facing the moment of life and death, the first thing the brain reacted to was actually the complaining nerve

Then, two arms that seem to be slender and delicate, but I don't know if they often gnaw diamonds and seem to have great strength, are tightly wrapped around the waist, and the lower abdomen is bearing 100% of the ...... No, maybe it was under the 1000% impact force, the body standing straight suddenly arched, and the abdomen was deeply sunken with the impact, and at that moment, I had the illusion that I was not forced to elongate my body by this impact force.

Even so, under the violent churning of the internal organs that I wanted to spit out of the stomach bag, I still smiled and gently closed my outstretched hands, picked up the "cannonball" in my abdomen, and gently hugged it......

Holding the little ghost, the two of us flew out, and the heels of the grass flew parallel for hundreds of meters, and the force weakened, and with the two of us, the rolling gourd fell to the ground, and after several water drifts in the mud, it rolled out dozens of meters before it completely stopped.

Name: Fan Wu

Occupation: Druid

Rating: 52

Titles: Tragic Emperor, Tucao Emperor, God of Songs (self-styled), the first person to die due to failure to control blood, etc.

Partners: Veras, Sarah, Linya

Personal self-report (only two words) :(I'm not) stupid (ah, why only remove the head and tail asshole)

Status quo (in red below):

HP：0

MP：0

IQ: 0

Last words (tears in her eyes): Eat well

The last words prepared early: Brother Xinchun, get eternal life

Cause of death: According to the unanimous testimony of Girl A and Girl B and Girl C at the scene, this person was on multiple boats and was on a good boat.

Police statement: This is an organized and premeditated, extremely brutal, extremely bad, and extremely severe homicide case that has a negative impact on society, the criminal's motive for committing the crime is very obvious, the modus operandi is extremely skillful, and the crime is extremely calm after the crime, showing the huge gap between today's RMB players and professional high-level players - even if the title is bull X, it can't withstand that shining head.

Result: Because the murderer is not a human being, he died in vain.

"Xiao Fan, woo woo~~~ Xiao Fan ~~~~"

Falling into the arms of the motionless "corpse" lying on the ground, the little ghost cried profusely, and the softest face was covered with snot and tears, and then all rubbed on the clothes of the "corpse".

Finally, enough crying, enough rubbing, enough coquettishness.

The little ghost wiped the remaining snot and tears from his face, twitched his delicate and small nose vigorously, stood up from the arms of the "corpse", and the small hand that was originally tightly wrapped around the other party's neck pulled it with his hand, dragging the back collar of the cloak, like the best Amazon huntress in the jungle, dragging the prey back, dragging the "corpse", all the way to Veras and them.

"Haha, ahaha~~~~"

Veras and Sarah could only show a very complicated smile, and secretly said in their hearts: Really...... You okay.

"Little Veras, Little Veras~~~"

The petite saint who was not big or small yelling, looked a little taller than her in front of her, and the gentle girl who exuded the atmosphere of the grassland was obviously more like her sister in appearance and temperament, and naturally stretched out her little hand and made a begging posture.

Of course, if calculated according to the real age of the Saint, there is nothing abrupt about the title of this Ten Thousand Years Alternate Holy Maiden, but there are not many people who know this.

Veras blinked her big black and kind eyes, nodded and smiled, and carefully, like a treasure, gently took off a necklace in her arms and handed it to the little ghost.

The original owner of the necklace, that is, the "corpse" that was dragged behind by the little ghost like a prey in front of him, handed over this necklace to her for safekeeping the day before leaving, but unfortunately, in the past few months since the other party left, the little ghost has completely become a squatting at home, and has not even stepped out of the door.

Now, it has finally returned to its rightful owner.

And...... After a few months, I saw the energetic appearance of the little ghost again.

Veras smiled softly, full of love, longing, and tender gaze, and landed on the "corpse" in the hands of the little ghost.

This home...... Sure enough, if there are no adults, it won't work at all, and so am I, so I want to be by the side of adults all the time.

With a slight chill of the breeze, the breeze swept across Veras's face, and she gently picked up a wisp of bangs on her forehead that was blown by the mischievous wind, brushed it to the back of her white ear, breathed the cold air, smiled gently, and suppressed this willful thought in the bottom of her heart.

"Thank you, little Veras."

The little ghost who took the necklace was extremely satisfied, humming a beautiful and sacred tune, putting down the "corpse" in his hand, hanging the necklace in his hand on the neck, and then glowing, like an illusory petite body, slipped in, and got in, and at the moment before he completely disappeared, a satisfied sigh of "Even if the world is destroyed now, it doesn't matter", and the gloom came out.

If you compare the obsession with love, everyone can't compare with the glowing ghost in front of them, this is the consensus that the girls perceive, so for this scene, the information contained in this voice is extremely satisfied and sighing, which has long been accustomed to it.

Then, I was resurrected.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the beautiful faces of Veras and Sarah in the haze.

"My lord (big brother), you are finally awake."

Two pretty faces, showing a relieved smile.

"Here it is...... Where? "I looked around in confusion, and it was a familiar feeling, wasn't this my room?

That's right, during the time I was unconscious, I had already moved back to my home.

Little Ghost ...... This?

My brain was still in a state of confusion that I had just woken up from, and this question flashed through my mind.

Before asking Veras and Sarah, I noticed an extra necklace on my chest, and suddenly my heart suddenly became on the necklace pendant, reaching out and gently caressing.

From there, you can feel the familiar breath, the breath of the little ghost, the breath of the little ghost, the sky is dark, the sun and the moon are dark, even if you throw her into the rain of bullets, you can't wake up, super comfortable, super peaceful sleep breath.

This fool, whenever he looks at it, looks like a mischievous kitten.

I smiled from the bottom of my heart, and then my eyes fell on Veras and Sarah.

Although it was their own fault, the two of them actually concealed the facts, so that the little ghost got enough time to charge in the back, so that my dream of controlling the blood emperor was shattered, and I went around in the Santu River alive, and listened to the *** nagging standing opposite.

Isn't it going to ...... What about a little revenge?

I secretly touched my chin, revealing a sinister gaze, staring at the two delicious little white rabbits in front of me, of course, Akari continued to put on that confused state.

Do you want to pretend to have amnesia, isn't your current state of dazed state providing the best disguise?

This evil thought has just risen in my mind, and the other, perhaps submerged in history, or perhaps forgotten by myself, or even the memory of being forcibly sealed by foreign objects, suddenly burst out from my heart at the same time.

For a moment, I remembered that distant, sealed, but still fresh memory of the black history.

It was a dark night with a high wind...... Oh no, I unconsciously paraphrased the template lines from Duke of Beasts, it should be, it was a sunny day, and it happened after I was hit by a ghostly cannonball from a little ghost.

When I woke up, I was taken care of by the girls, and at that time, I was the same as now, on a whim, pretending to have amnesia.

When "I...... Who is it? You are ...... again," the words came out of the mouth with a hazy look as if they had been cursed by the devil, and in an instant, the end came.

At that time, Veras and Sarah's bodies suddenly stiffened, looking at themselves mechanically, maintaining wide-eyed appearance, tears welling up in their eyes, holding a small bowl of water in their hands, and falling to the ground with a snap, just like a Wangfu stone that does not stay in tears, very exaggerated straight and fainted.

Of course, if that wasn't enough, the little ghost's flickering silver eyes instantly dimmed, turning gray, and then, like a swimming fish that had lost its life in the water, the ghost's body floating in mid-air fell to the ground softly.

I thought that Linya was the most sensible and would definitely notice my joke, but I didn't expect her to become a tearful person, but as the heir of the previous Edward family, she was better than Veras in terms of will and calmness, and she didn't pass out directly.

At that time, I knew that I was too naïve, and this joke was too big.

In front of the beloved girl who really entrusts her completely, you must not make jokes, first, play dead (unless they know that you are acting, such as just now); second, pretending to have amnesia; Third: Say she doesn't like you anymore (even if she knows you're joking).

So I committed the second one.

Later, I sincerely apologized, and at this time, the black history had just begun.

After listening to my explanation, Veras smiled and offered to treat Jian Yì, and prepared a pan blow for me that [can make people with amnesia no longer have amnesia], needless to say, the little ghost wants to engrave her tooth mark in my mind, so that even if she has amnesia, she will not forget her.

Sarah helped me massage, it is said that this set of massage techniques came from Aunt Lisa, after being treated by this magical massage technique, it can greatly immune to the symptoms of amnesia, I burst into tears at the time, or Sarah is good, massage is good, massage is good, where Veras's pan has been patted, the head that has been printed with the tooth marks of the little ghost, is still faintly painful.

The only thing that is not good is that Sarah's massage is derived from Aunt Lisa's true biography, if it is not a sword, but a finger, how good it would be, I can guarantee that Lal must have played this trick before, and then it was repaired by Aunt Lisa's own "massage", the only difference is that Aunt Lisa may have used a kitchen knife instead of a sword.

Should I be sympathetic? Or should I hate that old strip for burdening myself?

Linya has prepared a set of secret exorcism magic rituals of the Edward family, and I am not surprised at all that the Edward family, which has been passed down for tens of thousands of years and was formerly known as the priest family, has any secrets, but ...... Those who receive the ritual must be hung upside down from the tree for a day and a night...... Hold this position for so long?

Also, how do I feel that after the ritual begins, the magic array under my head (because it was hung upside down from the tree) can run automatically, automatically exorcise evil spirits, be safe and pollution-free, and will never explode, realizing the full automation of unmanned operation, symbolizing the advent of a new era of magic, Linya, after saying such an important declaration that may subvert hundreds of thousands of years of magical history, yawned casually and went home to take a nap with the other girls?

Finally, it was from little Jasmine, who was said to have brought a secret dish that could treat amnesia, and looked at the black smoking unknown liquid with a rainbow wafting on the surface, and I was extremely puzzled - how it seems that everyone has a set of methods that can treat or immunize the symptoms of amnesia? And it's all secret, isn't it...... In the Dark Continent, amnesia is a common disease with blood inheritance as the main mode of transmission?

After drinking Jasmine's dish, which is said to cure memory loss...... My eyes were dark, and when I woke up, this black history disappeared from my mind, and I couldn't remember what I had done in the past few days, and now that I think about it, the pot of soup of Little Jasmine may be really magical.

So, after suddenly recalling this black history, I fought a cold war, and if I gave myself a hundred more guts, I wouldn't dare to make such jokes.

"I'll get out of bed and walk."

Because of the violent impact of the black history, I even forgot the idea of training Veras and Sarah, sat up from the bed under their service, went out of the hall, and looked outside, only to realize that it was already dusk, and I had been unconscious for most of the day.

"Your Excellency." Veras, who was smiling on the side, suddenly spoke.

"Aren't you going?"

"Of course"

I slapped my palms, but I slept until dusk, was it too late?

It's still too late...... Pick up Linya?

"My lord, you have to comfort Linya, this time, she is the hardest."

The attentive Veras put on my cloak from behind, while Sarah stood in front and helped me tie and buckle it up.

Hey, with these two little wives here, it's hard for me not to become a mortal who eats and waits for death.

I kissed the two girls on the cheeks, straightened my cloak, and strode out of the tent in the direction of the little black shop in Akara under the eyes of two pairs of tender eyes.

……

As the sun set, the girl who had just come out of the tent was dressed in a holy golden coat, which added a hazy holiness and beauty to the already stunning appearance, like the goddess of the sunset who slowly walked out of the golden sunset, and people couldn't help but worship for this beauty and nobility.

Linya turned her head and looked in the direction of the tent door.

In fact, there are still a lot of things, just for today's sake, I can't finish it without being busy until the night.

Obviously, he should have continued, but he was driven out by Grandma Akara and Lena without saying anything.

Brother Wu...... Is it really coming back?

Perhaps, still lying in bed - after suffering Alice's blows.

Perhaps, the intimacy of not reuniting with Veras and Sarah.

Linya, who is known as the most outstanding contemporary candidate of the Edward family regardless of appearance, talent or wisdom, and is even expected to become the second princess of the Hundred Clans, also suffers from gains and losses at this time, sometimes smiling, sometimes lost......

The winners of today's holiday, especially the super winners who received gifts from their daughters, are all going to wash the toilet for Xiao Qi, bastard

PS: Originally, I wanted to let the twins appear in this chapter on the rare Father's Day to create all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred, but it turned out that I still had to follow the development of the plot to write, and the third-rate writer was under a lot of pressure, bastard