The news that Li Zi was made to cry by the madrigal was spread by word of mouth, and the samurai clan immediately respected the madrigal. Although everyone didn't understand what was going on, when the madrigal passed by, the temple warriors would immediately stand up and respectfully say "Hello centurion".

And the price is that the popularity of pastoral songs in the Valkyrie Legion has plummeted, and the beautiful girls will still chirp and talk about pastoral songs, but they no longer hold their lips and smile at him, but look at him with beautiful eyes and whisper.

"He's bullying the Legion Commander......"

"I've heard it! ”

Pastoral thought that all love would inevitably inevitably be hurt in the end. Little girls have been in love and understood, and I don't care about you now.

In the early morning, Li Zi tied a double ponytail in front of the mirror. She blushed, with tears in her eyes, gritted her teeth, and said to herself with a look of indignation: "Damn...... Men's vulgar tastes......" while muttering, while throwing off a pair of ponytails, she is so cute in the mirror, even if she has a straight face and gritted teeth, she is very tempting, always tugging at other people's heartstrings, making people want to move.

"It seems to go back to ......when I was a child," Li Zi hugged her hair, looked left and right in front of the mirror, and turned around twice, and finally made a few strange poses - at this time, Madrigal walked in and said, "Isn't this pretty good?"

Li Zi's scalp exploded, clenched her fists angrily, turned her head and shouted, "Why did you suddenly walk in! This is the girls' bathroom!"

Madrigal said: "The girls' bathroom was blown up by you yesterday, and now it is public. He saw Li Zi's face blushing with disgust, and guessed that it was because he saw her back scratching her head, which caused her to be angry, so he laughed and tried to resolve the embarrassment with philosophy: "Women will be manipulated by mirrors, I don't think it's strange......"

"You're so annoying!" Li Zi was even more ashamed, and hit him angrily. Madrigal hurriedly retreated.

"Hahaha fierce resistance on the lips, isn't the body very honest!" Madrigal's voice came back, and the hearty laughter with a negative EQ echoed endlessly.

Li Zi turned her head to the mirror to straighten her ponytail, and muttered angrily: "I will do 100% of what I promised." ”

When the madrigal walked out, the content of the beautiful girls' discussions changed again:

"Did we misunderstand the madrigal?"

"It's obviously flirting. ”

"I want to see the iceberg melt one day, I'm so excited!

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After repeated attempts, Madrigal found that when the blue "membrane" and the golden "light dust" were used together, various wonderful strengthening reactions could occur.

For example, if you use a "membrane" to strengthen the blade of the air, you can send the blade into the enemy's body like a "man in the wall" and then explode, expanding the knife wound into a cavity in the body, which can be said to be a cruel instant killing technique.

For example, the light dust barrier is strengthened with a "membrane", and once the blue wire mesh fence is mixed into the golden light barrier, the barrier will be indestructible. That's why Madrigal used 2500 light dust to resist Li Zi's full force.

The power of membranes has yet to be unlocked in practice. But in the trial and error of the madrigal, the little film that was left of the fruit was also exhausted. Helpless, he used the last 500 baht in his account to open the portal and return to Celestial Ship to collect the new year's membrane. Because I slept with Li Zi at night...... To be precise, he slept next to Li Zi, so Muge took advantage of his lunch break to take 2 hours to go back to collect the film. Equivalent to the hot summer time, it can stay for about a month.

When Madrigal returns to Celestial Ship, he discovers that the old patriarch has died of illness, leaving the girl who had been hurt by Madrigal to succeed him as the patriarch. The girl was anxious to prove herself, and her imagination was extremely rich, so she had a strong administrative ability, and did all the four things arranged by the madrigal, and even repaired a nice statue of the madrigal outside the pyramid - the majestic demeanor reappeared on the statue, and the surging membrane surged on the statue, and the madrigal was ecstatic, and after collecting it quickly, she praised the girl vigorously. The young patriarch was overjoyed.

"Great Shepherd God, we are terrified in the presence of your majestic figure, may the heavens grant you all good!" Prostrate in front of the statue of the madrigal, the maiden who is proficient in writing piously flatters the madrigal: "When you show your face, I humbly ask that you grant me, your pious chief priest and current patriarch, the highest reward." ”

Madrigal felt that she should make up for it. The highest reward was probably ordered by the priestess without authorization, and the pastoral song was unsure.

"What is the highest reward?" said Madrigal, sitting in a cool pyramid and drinking water.

The girl excitedly approached ten steps, prostrated on the stone slab, and blessed as if to show off her merits: "The craftsman can only leave your majestic figure, and only the priest can leave your sacred blood." Please bestow upon the strongest heir of the hot summer and lead the people away from suffering......"

She was an ambitious patriarch, and in order to plead for today's reward, she ordered her maid to urge her to lose weight, and finally regained her graceful figure in the prime of life, with her warm long pink hair and delicate beautiful face, confident that she could please the god of the shepherd and get the reward she deserved. After all, everything about her exists to cater to the preferences of the god of shepherds.

"This can't," Madrigal sternly refused, "I'm not used to long-distance relationships." ”

The girl raised her head again, and looked at the pastoral with unwilling eyes that dared to be angry but did not dare to speak. When Madrigal was fond of craftsmen, she developed a toned body to please him, only to be abandoned by the half-hearted Madrigal, and after confirming that Madrigal loved beauty, she fashioned herself into a peerless beauty to seek pleasure, only to be abandoned again by Madrigal, who was too lazy to fall in love. She was a little annoyed, how could God be capricious?

"God is so cold...... "The girl's heart rolled with blasphemous words. She tried to stabilize her emotions, and then persevered in explaining: "You don't need to love me, you just need to keep the 'meta-seed' in my stomach to ......"

"Do you think of me as a seeder?" said Madrigal, standing up in stern terms, "I do not want to give any hereditary legitimacy. Now take me to see the artisan smelting. The smelting technology granted by Madrigal is a major innovation, and he speculates that a large number of membranes will certainly be produced at the site.

The girl was exposed to scheming and was a little unhappy. But she obeyed obediently, and then took Madrigal to inspect the craftsmen.

The craftsmen were very skilled in making bronze objects, and the dagger also took shape, and Yan Xia finally eliminated the stone axe and flint scraper, and learned to work further with the stone.

However, no membranes are produced.

On the contrary, in the early workshops that used bronze to create sacrificial vessels, madrigals collected small quantities of membrane.

"Originally, if the technology was granted directly, the film would not be produced. Only those creations that burst out of inspiration in independent exploration will produce membranes. Pastoral summed up the law and realized that it was necessary to make amends. He decided to stop cramming and instead train great men to promote the benign development of Yanxia civilization. He decided to teach the Xia to think independently.

"Do you know where my divine power comes from?" the madrigal inspired the maiden, "philosophy." ”

"Philosophy is about muscular people wrestling together, right?" the girl reminded of the craftsman's festival that Pastoral loved. She replied wisely.