Your lord, this is what I should say about you.

On the night of the baseball game, for a number of reasons that are difficult to describe in short words, several heroes of Demon King City and I had an impromptu meeting in the living room of the academy dormitory.

In the face of Diana's criticism, I don't know how to refute in the end, I can only put aside my face and make an escapist appearance, I remember that the ancients once had a horizontal eyebrow facing a thousand fingers, and the famous saying that An can distinguish between male and female has been handed down, and what I am doing now is just following the experience of the ancients...... Eh, if you think about it, is there something wrong with that?

There are two reasons for calling for an ad hoc meeting.

One: Due to my defeat in a pitch duel with Lucario, I was forced to sign a contract to join the Brave Adventure Squad.

Second: I went out in the morning, but when I came back, I inexplicably advanced to become a sub-god, for a person who never knows how to practice martial arts on his own or forge chains to operate the power of the law, even if Luvica once said that even if I don't do anything, as long as the time is up, it will be automatically upgraded, but this abnormally fast upgrade still attracts the attention of the heroes of the Demon King City (in fact, only Diana).

It's just that the amount that can be stored as a container and the power of the law that can be manipulated has increased, and there is no need for such a fuss. Luvica, who had been forcibly dragged out of the room by Diana, gave me an absent-minded look and told me the astonishing truth in a tone that seemed to be saying that the weather was really good today: the flame dancing in your left eye was your divine fire, and basically as long as the divine fire was not extinguished, you would not really die.

Ignoring Diana's grabbing me and complaining just now, I bounced up from my chair in surprise after listening to Luvica's words: You say this is a divine fire?!

Without thinking, Luvica replied, "Yes."

Looking at Luvica's indifferent appearance, I really don't know when Shenhuo turned into this kind of rotten street.

It's like when you get up one morning, and you suddenly find that the bald uncle next door with a three-layer tuna belly is actually a high-ranking angel lurking in the world, and the wooden sword in the hand of his son, who is running around the streets with dog skin ointment and snot, is actually the legendary holy sword that has killed countless gods and Buddhas back then...... This illogical unfolding of the plot almost makes people want to jump up from their seats immediately, throw the script in the author's face, and then angrily scold: **Are you kidding me?

Well, I have to admit that sometimes reality is indeed more bizarre than fiction.

Although I have confirmed countless times since the baseball game that my body is no different from before I was promoted to Yashen, I still asked with one last glimmer of hope: So does this mean that I have become stronger?

No, as I have just said, you are only a significant increase in the amount of energy that can be stored in your body and the upper limit of the power of the law that can be mobilized, but apart from being able to manipulate the law more precisely, you are no different from before. As if to verify what she said, Luvica flipped her palm and placed a bright red apple on the small table in the living room: to do it in the simplest way, you now try to use the power of the law to move the apple.

Several heroes, including Beatrice, who had no heroic mark, were instantly focused on me.

Let's discuss, can you change it to another object? To be honest, because I used to make apples explode when I practiced the operation of the rules, I have now had a slight psychological shadow on apples.

Then use it. Hearing my request, Beatrice squatted down and took off her fat shirt and placed it on the table, taking Apple's place.

Several women gathered in the living room to watch the only man in the space perform aerial transfer on a fat piece with body temperature, and the whole picture is extremely weird.

It's better to be fat than to let me move apples with the rules.

Taking a deep breath, I focused my attention on the fat body on the living room table.

The color of the fat this, the style of the fat this, the pattern of the fat this, and the traces of water stains on the top that are not obvious and have been dried for a long time......

It's not that I want to talk about you, Beatrice, have you cleaned up after going to the toilet? I raised my head and couldn't help but express my dissatisfaction: Although I have long been impure under the countless persecutions of several of you, you must know that there are still many innocent young men in the world who still have beautiful imaginations about women's bodies, and it is very immoral to destroy people's dreams!

Take the classic case of the United States as an example, if you tell a child living in the United States that Santa Claus does not exist in the world, the parents of that child can sue you in court.

Hmm, is the example of the United States too distant to understand?

It's okay, this time I'll give you another example that is closer to reality, I'm sure everyone has seen fanatical star chasers.

I remember when I was just in college, I had a friend who was very obsessed with a certain a*b48 girl group in Japan, and his crazy Cheng Dù would immediately turn his face whenever anyone said bad things about a*b48 in front of him, and the classmate firmly refused to admit that a*b48 members can fart and diarrhea like ordinary creatures, or cut nose hair in the mirror and so on.

Hawkers,To put it simply, it's the so-called brainless fan.,Sometimes a person's longing for dreams is enough to make him forget the common sense of the world.,No,Maybe it's fair to say that they will subconsciously refuse to receive a piece of information that will destroy their dreams or dreams.。

However, it is worth mentioning that my classmates and I later uploaded the dirty slices of the retired members of A*B48 going to the sea on the Internet and passed them to the students who insisted that the members of A*B48 would never have any defects......

How can I say it, even if it is a crossing, I still regret why I didn't take a picture of the expression of the brainless classmate as a souvenir, after all, the person who can make the same expression as the famous painting "The Scream" in reality is not something that ordinary people can see lightly.

Lord, please be serious and don't get distracted! The sound of a lap on the table was heard, and Diana's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

Ah, sorry, sorry, I'll start over. Now that I accidentally ran to the world again, I quickly apologized, and then once again focused my attention on the fat man on the table.

I don't care about the characteristics of the fat one, I wholeheartedly mobilize the law to let the fat one move in the air.

Without any elemental action, Fat finally managed to escape gravity very slowly, and after a jolt he began to move in my direction.

Whew, it's finally a success...... Just as I was thinking about it, I saw that the fat who was still flying well exploded in an instant, and its destruction was so complete that in the end not even a rag survived.

The wrong way of manipulation derives from the law of destruction. Luvica, who was used to seeing me detonate objects, calmly made a judgment: Your control of the law is really as bad as ever.

No, it only moved a little distance, but it exploded before before it couldn't even take off. I appealed with dissatisfaction: so I felt that as always, the word needed to be corrected.

Luvica nodded, not knowing whether it was sympathy or true approval of what I said: what you said is not completely unreasonable, so I can reluctantly agree that your control over the rules of operation has increased.

Even though he didn't understand the situation, the lord seemed to have accomplished a great thing. Diana, who was beside her, took the lead in applauding with a serious face.

With Diana as the representative, Cyno also clapped his hands: he really deserves to be the Demon King, although his subordinates don't understand the principle.

Beatrice looked happy, as if what I blew up just now didn't belong to her: Xu Mo is very powerful.

Now everyone on the left and right was clapping their hands for some reason, and Luvica, who was unaware of the situation, was not to be outdone, and finally followed the others' movements.

For a moment, there was a subtle atmosphere of peace in the living room of the college dormitory.

Hey, since you don't know the situation, don't applaud seriously! What's the matter, this attitude makes people feel very uncomfortable...... Beatrice, I said don't put your hand over to touch my head like that, and Cyno, why do you suddenly wrap your arms around my neck from behind, do you want to winch my neck? Diana?! Why are you starting to join in the fun, don't stick it from the front and hug me like this, don't post your Twin Peaks over, no, I'm sorry I was wrong, please don't post the Twin Peaks over a The harem groups that came from all sides overwhelmed me, and Luvica was the only one left in her seat.

I winked in the direction of Luvica, and although this Seraphic Angel had always been unreliable, she was the only one left to stand up and save me from the sea of suffering.

Receiving my distress gaze, Luvica tilted her head in confusion, but with my sustained and determined gaze, Luvica seemed to finally pick up the message I was trying to convey, flapping her wings and squeezing in through the only gap in the net, which was the sky.

Great, help...... Mmmm Before I could finish speaking, Luvica took the first step to block the rest of my words with her soft cherry lips.

Luvica had closed her eyes in sight, and although it felt good to be loved, for some reason I suddenly felt a sense of sadness in my heart.

Tears blurred the image in front of me, and a line of clear tears finally flowed from the corners of my eyes and spilled down my cheeks to the ground......

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Miscellaneous:

Good morning everyone, this is the cat wide.

I finally finished writing this chapter at the last moment before I went out, and we've worked hard.

Well, it's estimated that it will be Sunday when I come back, so the final Sanjiang sprint will trouble you!

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