On the head of a yellow suit and black tie and a green mask is a yellow round top hat, which looks very weird.

Loki Odinson has thought about the appearance of countless Loki, but he really can't connect the word Loki with the guy with the green mask in front of him!

"That's an exaggeration, are you a clown at a drag ball?"

He was lying on the ground, obviously pressed between his eyebrows by a divine weapon, but his tone was fierce.

"How can the clown be handsome with a giraffe, come, child, take this giraffe and play with it~"

He pulled a fawn made of red balloons out of his pocket, and Loki placed it in Rocky Odinson's arms.

「......」

Lying on the ground, holding the red fawn, Rocky Odinson looked confused and a little confused.

[Mood from Loki Odinson: +1677]

"Mr. Loki, I'm Phil Coulson of S.H.I.E.L.D., do you remember me?"

Standing on the second floor waving his arms, Coulson was full of smiles, like a fan chasing stars.

Sou!

The red shadow flashed and came to Coulson's side, and Loki put his arm around his shoulder and laughed.

"Remember, that 21st century starry sky dish, you tasted it perfectly~"

Shoving a roasted sweet potato into his hand, Loki's expression was tinged with regret.

"I'm in a hurry to come today, I knew that I should have brought that hell fish head!"

Hell Fish Head?

Well, the name is full of dark cuisine.

Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Coulson laughed awkwardly, saying that he didn't have enough coffee and recommended Director Fury.

Loki expressed understanding, and with a mysterious smile, he asked him to quickly taste the taste of roasted sweet potatoes.

Looking at the sweet potato in his hand, Coulson's fingers trembled, his face straightened, he gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and heroically stuffed it into himself... Hawkeye Barton beside him said encouragingly.

"Barton, you must be tired from climbing up and down tonight, right?"

Holding the sweet potato, Barton blinked twice, as if he had something to say.

"I understand, I understand, you don't have to be polite to me, this sweet potato will be handed over to you tonight!"

Patting him on the shoulder, Coulson put on a posture of leading for your good, preventing him from refusing in advance.

He had just felt that something was wrong with the sweet potato, twitching back and forth in his hand, as if it was alive.

This kind of weird thing, Coulson would never dare to eat.

Thank you, Barton!

Shedding two crocodile tears, Coulson was moved inside.

[Sentiment from Phil Coulson: +1588]

「......」

Looking at Coulson's timid look, Barton rolled his eyes silently, isn't it just a roasted sweet potato? It's not that I haven't eaten it, and I scare you!

Shaking his head, he boldly put the sweet potato to his mouth, and just as he was about to open his mouth, a big mouth kissed him fiercely on the mouth - a deep kiss!

「！

」

This time, not to mention Patton, even Coulson looked straight.

His eyes widened, looking at a big mouth sticking out of the sweet potato, frantically kissing Patton's mouth, at that moment, he only felt lucky, fortunately it was not himself, he knew that there must be a big problem with this thing!

Off the beaten track!

What does it feel like to be deeply kissed by a sweet potato?

The most important thing is that this thing is still cooked!

I can't pull it off, and the sweet potato sticks to his mouth, it's really hot and sweet!

"Goodu, Goodu......"

Barton's eyes rolled up, his throat kept shaking up and down, the sweetness in his mouth turned into a sweet bomb that kept hitting his taste buds, rushing to his limbs, his body trembled, and he almost lost his breath when he was kissed!

The beauty that comes from roasted sweet potatoes

taste, almost sent him to heaven!

[Mood from Clint Barton: +1599]

At this time, even Emperor Shakti had to take a few steps back, came to Sedum's side, and asked him to quickly put away the Demon Suppression Sword.

As the eighth precept of the Ten Rings, he knows Loki's information well.

"Master, who is that person?"

With a thought, he put the demon suppression sword into the scabbard behind his back, and Sedum asked carefully.

He had been staying in the Ethereal Immortal Realm before, and he didn't know about Loki's information, but the change in atmosphere brought about by Loki's appearance was visible to the naked eye... In every sense!

"Loki, rumored to be the one in Norse mythology—the god of lies and trickery."

Taking a deep breath, Shakti stroked his beard and looked solemn.

"Of course, you may not know what I'm talking about, but you must know that the one in front of us is probably a god!"

God?!

"Master... And all these foreign gods look like this?"

Open your eyes wide, Sedum really can't see the other party's divine temperament, you know, the gods in the myths and legends of the Eastern Kingdom are all fairy, how can they be like the one in front of them, dressed so... Tidal current?

Seeing Emperor Shakti glaring at him, Sedum rubbed his hands stupidly.

"Uh... Master, should we go up to the pillar of incense and bow down? Add some sesame oil or something?"

"Shut up, boy, don't take out the $20 in your wallet and be embarrassed."

complained angrily, and Emperor Shakti no longer paid attention to him.

Loki is here, and he has to think about the drop of his "vest".

On the other side, Loki Odinson saw the Demon Sword leaving, and stood up from the ground with a red fawn in his left hand.

He saw the thing about roasting sweet potatoes, but due to the angle, he couldn't see it very clearly.

At the moment, he was still complaining in his heart: "Isn't it just a roasted sweet potato? It's so delicious that even the children's holes have been turned up?"

Then, he looked up at Loki's location and shouted a mocking.

"You must be here for this quake, aren't you? But I will tell you, mortals, who are not approved by this hammer, cannot hold it!"

"Hammer?"

Loki was still on top of it when he said this, and when he said the next sentence, Loki spun around and came to his side.

"It seems that the red fawn still can't stop your mouth, this yellow Chihuahua is welcome, please accept it~"

Handing him a Chihuahua made of yellow balloons, Loki took a cigar from his bosom and lit it and held it to his mouth.

"Ha yes ~ enough to taste!"

"Thank you."

After thanking him and politely taking the Chihuahua balloon, Rocky Odinson's face showed joy.

This Chihuahua is really ...... Shet!

Peng!

Pinched the balloon casually, he quickly reacted, Lao Tzu is obviously talking to you about the hammer, what Chihuahua do you give me?

You thought that the thing with the same name as the god king was so easy to pass?

You can't bear the wrath of the God-King of Asgard!

Peng!

The fawn balloon in his left hand also burst in his hand, and he made a formal announcement to Loki.

"Mortal, you really don't deserve the divine name of Loki, no matter what you have in mind, throughout the ages, there is only one Loki, and that is me!"

Pulling out the magic dagger, a sinister smile rose on Loki Odinson's face.

"You can't grasp the weight of the word Loki!"

Coincidentally, Loki, I think so too~