Chapter 116: Night Talk
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So no matter how good the taste is, Madara is reluctant to eat more.
In addition to the cosmic coins that Madara got to buy secret items and various tools, the rest was used to buy food for Cat Xiaoxian.
The Cosmic Coin of the Future World uses unique technology, although it looks no different from ordinary banknotes, but it comes with its own identification data, and each one is unique, which can block the power of all secret props.
The food of the future world has a similar shielding power, but it is not harmful to humans.
If the food of the future world could be copied with secret props, the food companies of the future world would have gone bankrupt countless times.
After three rounds of drinking, in the middle of the night, the ingredients on the barbecue grill have been changed countless times, and at this time on the grill is a large lobster with the thickness of an arm, and the ground is scattered with all kinds of seafood residues, scallop shells, crab shells, and some unknown seafood shells.
The original wine and juice had long since been drunk, and several empty bottles and juice bottles without logos were piled up next to the shells.
Boomer, who had been sitting across from Madara, sat down next to him at some point, half-lying on top of him to be exact.
"Hiccup!"
Boomer snorted on Madara's cheeks with the smell of sweet and sour wine, looking at Madara drunkenly, a pair of small hands tightly hugging Madara's arms.
"Madara-sama, do you like that little mermaid?"
Boomer asks the question he has wanted to ask Madara since he saw Shirahoshi.
At first, I didn't ask because I was afraid that Madara would be unhappy, but now that the alcohol has anesthetized the brain, Boomer began to say whatever he wanted.
"Why do you say that?"
Madara gently shook the red wine in his glass, and his calm face couldn't tell what he was thinking.
"In fairy tales, it is said that the prince likes the mermaid princess!" Boomer voiced his worries. pbtxt
"Is the prince as handsome as I am?" Madara raised his eyebrows slightly and asked nonchalantly.
"Of course not!"
Boomer didn't think about it, and completely subconsciously said what he thought in his heart, and he was stunned after speaking.
"So, I've never been a prince!" A smile appeared on Madara's cheeks.
"You're a madman, don't say it's a prince, you basically don't have any of the titles of normal people!" Yama Dao said affirmatively.
"Hmm!"
The cat fairy nodded her head thoughtfully.
Boomer didn't hear Yama Dao's words, and fell asleep in Madara's arms.
"Whew!"
Boomer, who had drunk a lot of wine, closed his eyes and slept soundly, his little face was flushed, and the breath exhaled from his small mouth still carried a hint of wine.
"I'm done eating, what are you doing now?"
The cat fairy burped and lay down in the pile of shells, squinting comfortably.
"Sleep!" Madara laughed.
"Can't you do something meaningful except eat and sleep?"
When Cat Xiaoxian said this, she didn't think about herself at all.
"I didn't know it was dark here when I came, so I'll be playing tomorrow!" Madara said.
"Oh!"
Cat Xiaoxian nodded her little head, she didn't want to go to the empty Fish-Man Island at night.
She likes big scenes of cats, and it's fun to be noisy!
"Where do you sleep at night?"
Cat Xiaoxian only remembered that she was in Little White Star's room.
"Where do you want to sleep? Divine Space? Universal tents? Or the big bed behind you? ā
Madara glanced at the four-poster bed, and his eyes fell on the bed.
Xiao Baixing had already gone to bed, and she had been eating, drinking, and playing with the cat Xiaoxian for half the night, and she fell asleep as soon as she dipped her pillow.
"I won't go back to space, how interesting it is to camp under the sea."
As she spoke, the cat took out the triangular universal tent and placed it next to the water rope.
In fact, it is okay to put it in the seawater, although the appearance of the universal tent is inconspicuous, but it belongs to the secret props of the space category, which can be used in almost any environment, and the internal space is much larger than the size of the tent on the surface, and the tent is like a house, and all kinds of living facilities are available.
"I thought fairy would sleep in a big bed!" Yama Dao laughed.
"Humph!"
The cat fairy snorted, as a majestic cat king, how could she sleep with her subordinate Xiao Baixing.
Madara used teleportation to send Boomer next to him into the universal tent, and the cat fairy, who was about to get into the tent, saw Madara sitting still and asked in surprise, "Why are you sitting there if you don't sleep so late?" ā
"I'm in charge of the vigil, you sleep!" Madara laughed.
"Oh!"
The cat fairy no longer cares about Madara, and goes directly into the universal tent, anyway, even if Mada doesn't sleep all night, he will still be in good spirits the next day.
The water rope space, which was still lively just now, was silent at this time, and Madara was left sitting cross-legged on the ground.
The firelight shone on Madara's cheeks, his handsome face did not fluctuate at all, and his eyes as bright as stars flickered and dimmed, like the elusiveness of the stars in the sky.
Madara gently shook the red wine in the glass, and the red wine like blood exuded a blood-colored brilliance in the light of the fire, bewitching and blurry.
The Yama knife placed on the side overflowed with a black mist, and the sword spirit spot escaped out of the Yama knife, sitting on the opposite side of the madara, wearing a black robe, his face was as white as paper, and the whole person looked particularly gloomy under the light of the fire.
One person and one knife are relatively speechless, and no one speaks.
"Want to talk?"
After a moment, the silence was broken by Blade Madara, but instead of speaking, he used telepathy to talk to Madara.
Madara also didn't speak, nor did he respond to Blade Madara's telepathy. As if he didn't see the sword spirit spots, he picked up the wine glass and took a sip of the red wine in the glass by himself, with a calm expression that made it impossible to guess his heart.
"You say, is Xiaoxian a good person?" Blade Spirit Spot uses telepathy to say what's in his heart.
The "......" replied with a moment of silence.
"You say, is Xiaoxian a bad person?"
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"You say, is Xiaoxian a good cat?"
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"You say, is Xiaoxian a bad cat?"
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"You say, is Xiaoxian a cat?"
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"You say, is Xiaoxian a human?"
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"You say, are you mentally retarded?"
"It's not!"
"Oh, my great being! You've finally spoken, and I thought I wouldn't see the day you spoke! Dao Lingban said in surprise.
"I know what you want to say, I'll talk about the topic you want to talk about later, it's not time to talk about it, everything you're going to say is just delusion! Even if you say it, it won't solve the problem, and in the end, you still have to look at the evidence! ā
Madara put down his empty glass, picked up the bottle of red wine next to him, and poured another glass of wine.
Dao Lingban was silent, and after a while, he suddenly smiled, "You know what I want to say, I want to say, it's so tiring to talk to you!" ā
"Then don't say it!" Madara said disappreciatively.
"Now you understand why I said I was so tired talking to you! If you want to say that you don't want me to say it, you don't want to say it but you have to let me say it! If this wooden clone had spoken like this, I would have stabbed him with a knife a long time ago! ā
"It's like you didn't stab me with a knife!"
"If you don't say it, I'll forget!"
Dao Lingban raised his eyebrows slightly, he really didn't notice how many times he stabbed his body. (To be continued.) )
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