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Besides, it has been successful in making this turtle son nervous, so she won't look for so many things.

Just be a good dad.

At this moment, the slight fusion of the functional people has been completed, and the two shiny mechanical eyes glow red, revealing a strange appearance.

After two turns, he faced a villain.

Seeing the still smile, accumulating strength, working hard, and rushing over like bullets!

Stupid x host, this department wants you to die, die like scum!

Yi Mengmeng, who was about to come back to her senses, saw the dog's head that was about to rush to her.

Panic instantly!

What's going on?

it!

It's not scientific!

Mamma Mia, where's the knife?

Where's my broadsword?

I'm blocking!

'Ahh......h

The villain who flew out was in mid-air, and there was only one thought in his mind: why didn't the labor-management knife work!

This knockoff!

She knew that it was not pies falling from the sky, but bricks, smashed bags of bricks and eggs.

"Whoa!"

After a long time, a certain villain in the slimy corpse struggled to get up, and finally stood up with a large knife that suddenly failed and pit her.

Niang Xipi!

Briefly, you turtle son, wait for Abba!

Weighing the two big knives in his hands, they were light and fluttering, and they were completely the same as before.

Yi Mengmeng looked at a certain mechanical dog head and smiled sadly.

wiped a handful of face plates that were about to turn into meat sauce, and clenched the big knife with blue light in her hand, Niang Xipi, she didn't believe in these evil things!

'Ahh......h

The little cub who was running forward with joy suddenly paused, looked down, glanced at the blade that passed through, and looked up stuckly, staring at the two blue eyes that bent into a crescent moon at some point.

'Uh, cub, Abba said he just wanted to try this knife, you, believe it? ’

[Hehe, host, I believe, I believe......]

When Yi Mengmeng heard this, she instantly relieved her breath, and secretly wiped a handful of cold sweat that had just come out.

Thankfully, fortunately......

[Letter a hairball ~ in view of the host Bala Bala Bala Bala ......]

Yi Mengmeng's sweaty claws paused, and the claws that used the knife as a pillar on the side were a little itchy, thought about it, and glanced at the big head that was immersed in accusing himself of many crimes, and suddenly remembered the words not long ago.

There was some hesitation, but the east wall was overwhelmed, ahh

Anyway, this time, either she slightly put the poop on top of her head, or she let her smash filial piety here every day.

Therefore, in order to be a permanent abba, Yi Mengmeng is willing to fight for this uncertain speculation.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if you lose, the big deal is to be struck by lightning again!

If she is ripe, she will not be afraid.

Maybe it will have the aroma of meat.

Yi Mengmeng, who was secretly excited in her eyes, threw the knife that was used as a crutch in her hand to the side, and slapped her empty paw on the dog's head, oh no, it was a mechanical head.

He said coldly: "Smash, don't talk to your father about what you have or don't, just tell me what else you can do now!" You can't end up raising a waste! ’

Without the big knife that strangled the neck, it was sprinkled with a system that severely criticized the various bastard behaviors of its host, and the mechanical milk voice instantly became even more ruthless.

[Host, you will be punished for this, and Bala Bala Bala ......]

"Okay, okay, don't be a little demon fairy, you don't have to talk to Abba and me, it's good to barely maintain normal operation now, and punish me, dreaming?" As he spoke, his paw slapped on the mechanical head again, and it rattled like the crispy candy he ate when he was a child.

The system that was successfully pinched by the palm on the head was silent for a long time.

Yi Mengmeng glanced at this, no, it seems that the cards in his hand are not enough.

His eyes rolled and lit up.

"Also, Abba doesn't care about the disrespectful title you just called Abba, but next time, don't blame Abba for pinching your energy supply, you don't need to fall into dormancy now." ’

A faint timbre resounded in this sealed space, rushing towards the mechanical head that was silent as a dog.

【Accommodation...... Dad, how do you know? The originally crooked blue eyes were arranged into a slippery line in an instant.

Yi Mengmeng heard the mechanical sound of the milk cute, lifted her eyelids, and said lightly: "Oh, this, I don't know if Abba can pinch it?" ’

Think I used to be so bent and begging for all the dry hair?

Of course, it's a secret observation.

Otherwise, labor and management would have been killed by this embattled palace long ago.

So......

Will some of the ability be lost?

It doesn't seem to be a lie.

However, it seems that the effect of a bold guess on bile fat is very good.

Later there was this limitation

Doghead, look how you still hack me.

【Oh! 】

'Oh what, oh, call Daddy! I haven't heard of it yet.

[Okay Dad! 】

It's another mechanical milk moe sound, and the blue eyes that haven't changed.

Well, very good, Daddy likes you like this. Touching the dog's head, Yi Mengmeng didn't know where to move a chair, sat on her buttocks, leaned her back back, raised Erlang's legs, and summoned the newly promoted dog-headed son.

'Say, is this sound like this?' ’

Silly x [Dad, the sequelae after my fusion with the functional person cannot be changed]

Of course, it is aware that the form will become more and more difficult for the department in the future, and the good voice that has been measured thousands of times.

The mode of getting along was suddenly reversed, and a certain system said that it not only became the one who was about to be abused, but also inherited the spit skills of a certain stupid X.

'Oh. Yi Meng nodded as if she was cute, and then slapped her backhand, rattling.

'Are you stupid to be a baby, the subwoofer blends with mechanical sounds and becomes a mechanical milk moe sound? ’

This frustration is still playing tricks on her, and she doesn't look at who is the boss now.

Silly x [Dad, imagine this, even if I am the system, I can't avoid it.] So don't beep okay no!

'Oh, that's okay, I won't pursue it' Yi Mengmeng waved her hand and decided to let the topic go.

Anyway, this milk cute sound with a mechanical head makes her extra comfortable, and she just has nothing to do now, and she just wants to find some fault.

Forgive a slave who has just turned over and made his master.

The sudden surprise made her pause.

A moment of reprieve = a moment of abusing the dog's head

'In the future, you are not allowed to leave the shell of this functional man without my permission, and you can no longer absorb the energy obtained from my mission without my consent, and you must be a good son! ’

Yi Mengmeng's fingers clicked, and the brain was booming.

Not long ago, I just put down the worried system problem of 'how to coax the pen host to allow it to enter and exit this low-energy carrier casually, and by the way, absorb some energy and find another chance to retaliate', and think about the system that will find an opportunity to solve these problems in the future: ...... I'm going to your big paws! Pen Host......

Yi Mengmeng looked at the two blue eyes that had been constantly changing since he entered this functional person from a slight beginning, which could be called the external manifestation of its emotional changes, and his eyes were deep.