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Chapter VII

Seeing this poor creature crying out for the sky, Xia Lei Ming almost laughed and lost his breath, rolling on the ground with his stomach in his arms.

The wicked laughter irritated the poor worm, and he soon burst into tears, threw the bread away, and clung to his front tooth to his breast, and wept to the fullest.

Char Lei Ming laughed enough, then stood up, picked up the cake and tied it with a fire fork, stretched it out on the fire and roasted it for a while, and said with a smile: "You must not have been in the wild, eat this thing, you must first roast it with the fire to soften." ”

Seeing that this guy was still crying bitterly, Xia Ya Lei Ming touched his head: "Hala, don't cry." Isn't it just a tooth? A manly man, what is it to lose a tooth? After a pause, he continued to comfort kindly: "I think you should be a nobleman, right? You must be very rich? Why don't you wait until you go home, find a good craftsman and set a gold tooth." The owner of a tavern in our town has two gold teeth, and every time he laughs, his mouth is full of gold, not to mention how imposing!"

He was not comforted, but when he said that the inlaid gold teeth were "full of golden light", the poor worm was sad from his heart, and he almost cried on the spot.

Char didn't care about him, and ate the baked soft cake into his stomach, and after thinking about it, he finally left a small corner for the poor fellow.

"Hey, let me remind you, if you don't eat now, the next meal will be tomorrow at noon. ”

After saying that, Char Leiming got up and took out his cloth bag for a while, and finally took out a piece of something as dry and hard as a briquette, and from a long distance, the poor worm smelled a bad smell, and he couldn't help but cover his nose.

Char Lei Ming walked around the perimeter of the camp, carefully broke the briquette and crushed it into powder, sprinkled it around, and then clapped his hands and came back, and without washing his hands, he rubbed his clothes twice at random, and stepped on the fire with a few feet to extinguish the ashes.

The ground under the fire was already roasted hot, Char thundered down, and under the hot steam, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned over and muttered, "Good night." "Pointing your ass at the poor worm, in a moment the snoring was like thunder.

This bastard, he, he, he actually didn't care about me, he just slept like this?!

The poor creature was angry, half of it was sad for its teeth, and the other half was angry with this rude fellow.

This bastard, is he, is he blind?!

Listening to Char's snoring sound one after another, the poor worm finally stopped his sadness, but he couldn't help being hungry, and finally picked up the small corner of black cake left by Char, put it to his mouth and took a bite gently.

The teeth still hurt a little, and the rough taste of the black cake was really hard to swallow, but I was really hungry, no matter how unpalatable it was, it was still food after all, and I stuffed the cake into my mouth in a few bites, and the poor worm was choked and rolled his eyes, and was beating his chest in a hurry, but suddenly he saw that the hateful guy had turned over at some point, and looked at himself with a pair of eyes open, and his eyes were full of mocking smiles.

The poor worm was stunned for a moment, and a mouthful of bread foam sprayed on his clothes, and he almost died of a cough.

"You must be a person who is used to being a good rì. Char rested his head on the burden, crossed his legs and smiled, "Hey, where did you come from?"

The poor worm stared at this guy viciously.

"Well, your hair is brown and should be Byzantine. But you are very tall, and most of the Byzantines do not have the height of you, and only the Odin of the north have this kind of body. But you also speak with a strange accent, and the Byzantine language you speak is official, but your words are awkward, a little stiff, but not like those Odinites - I've seen some people from the Odin Empire in Wildfire, and those guys always have big tongues when they speak Byzantium, and their tongues are not naturally crooked, haha...... Who the hell are you, and how could you run into such a dangerous wilderness and step into a hunter's trap?"

The poor creature didn't speak, still glaring at Char with a look of disgust.

Char snorted: "Don't say it, I guess you must be a wanted criminal." Haha, did you commit some crime and was hunted down, so you don't dare to tell your identity? Don't worry, I'm not a bounty hunter, and I won't trade you for a bounty. ”

"And who are you?" finally the poor creature spoke.

"I ...... I'm a witcher!" At this, Char Thunder straightened his chest proudly.

The poor insect looked disdainful: "Demon hunter, just rely on your broken axe and fire fork? Hmph, I have also seen many demon hunters, they are all equipped with jīng liang, and any piece of equipment on them is worth a hundred times your entire belongings." Do you have demon-proof armor? Do you have demon-breaking weapons? I think you're just a third-rate crappy little hunter. ”

This sentence immediately poked at the sore spot of Xia Ya's thunder, he snorted and rolled his eyes: "Hmph, what the old guy said is really right, ugly people do a lot of weirdness!"

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The poor worm's big eyes instantly widened, and he looked at Char with an incredible gaze, and after a while, he jumped suddenly!

Ignore the wound on his leg, ignore the pain in his head, and even ignore a small piece of his front teeth! He shouted at Char:

"What did you say?!You said I was ugly?!!!

The poor creature was furious, as if he had heard the most unbearable insult.

"Isn't it?" Char Lei Ming looked at this guy with disdain: "As a man, your appearance is simply sorry for the title of 'man'. Look at you, you have grown so tall, but you are so thin that you can't even pull the trap on your own, and your face - a handsome man, he should have a strong physique, a strong physique and muscles, a square face, thick eyebrows and a wide mouth, preferably with a scar on his face, drink a lot of wine, and eat a lot of meat...... This is a real man. ”

God, forgive this poor turtle......

Obviously, as a boy who is not deeply involved in the world, his aesthetic standards are so distorted, to a great extent...... Oh no, it should be said that it is completely "credited" to the old guy who has burped!

Because the old fellow, in order to establish a majestic and tall image in front of his adopted son, said that his own appearance was the standard of the best beautiful man in the world.

Vulgar, majestic, scarred, and able to eat, drink, and sleep......

Although Char has been living in a sinful place like Wildfire Town since he was a child, and has cultivated some basic life in the city, it has to be said that in some ways, he is really very innocent.

The poor worm had already opened its mouth wide at the hearing, and this time it was not angry, but stunned by the guy's ridiculous words.

“...... As for you, as a man, it's a waste, if it's a woman......" Char blinked.

“...... What if it's a woman?" the poor creature couldn't help but ask.

"It's even uglier if it's a woman. Char's words made the poor worm almost vomit blood.

"Ugly! You say I'm ugly!!" Poor worm is furious!

The head can be broken, the blood can be shed, but as a beauty, being belittled by others in her appearance is really intolerable to all beauties in the world!

"You turtle talk about it, how do you call a good-looking woman?!"

"First of all, you have to have big breasts and big butts. Char raised her hands and made two extremely exaggerated arcs: "A woman with a big ass can have many children, and a woman with a big chest can have plenty of nǎi water to feed her children." Also, you have to have thick hands and feet to work, carry water to make laundry and cooking, hehe. ”

The poor worm was no longer angry, but looked at Char, who was talking with relish, with a strange look: "Hey, that...... What do you think a good-looking woman should look like?"

"Does it matter what the face looks like?" Char seemed to be very unimpressed: "The old guy said: When the lights are turned off, any woman with the same appearance is the same." ”

He deliberately pretended to be very sophisticated on his face.

...... The poor worm began to feel pity for the poor little turtle.

"Uh, who's the 'old guy' you mean?"

"My adoptive father. ”

The poor worm sighed, looked at Char, and asked in a low voice, "What you said was taught to you by your adoptive father?"

"Yes. ”

"Well, I see......" The poor worm's tone was firm: "Your adoptive father must have a grudge against you." ”

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In the middle of the night, the poor insect slept in a daze, and felt the cold air hitting his body, and the ground under him that was roasted by the fire had cooled down, and he curled up in a ball, still unable to resist the cold, and in his sleep, he instinctively leaned towards the only heat source that he could feel around him.

Char slept in a daze, and felt a soft thing burrow into his arms, and he was not polite, turning over and pressing one thigh on the other party's waist. In a daze, it was as if he was holding a soft quilt, and he even rubbed it twice evilly......

When it was almost dawn, the poor worm woke up first. One night, he didn't sleep very well, and when he woke up, he immediately found something terrible.

When did you get held in your arms by this turtle?!

He instinctively wanted to scream, but immediately found that the turtle was still sleeping where he lay down last night, but it was himself, and he had moved a long way - vaguely remembering that he took the initiative to come over last night?!

His heart was pounding, there was a foul smell of earthy smell on the body of this turtle, but the hot embrace made the poor insect who was afraid of the cold really reluctant.

But then, just as his body moved, he immediately discovered something even more terrifying!

Belch...... Let's break it down......

First, Char pressed a thigh against the poor worm.

Okay, that's excessive, but it's nothing compared to the following.

Secondly, Char is a young and strong man, and by his "good woman" standards, he is clearly still a virgin. So, in the morning, his body had an instinctive reaction that all men in the world would have.

As soon as the poor insect moved, he immediately felt the base of the other party's thigh, where it pressed against him, and a hard thing pressed against him.

Through several layers of clothes, you can feel the stupidity and ferocity of the murder weapon.

The poor worm is still young, but after all...... Compared with this turtle who doesn't know anything, he still understands some basic male and female affairs.

He just reacted in an instant, what is this murder weapon tightly pressed against his waist!

God Almighty testifies! The poor creature lived seventeen years and had never been violated by any man in such an excessive way!

So he immediately reacted most instinctively.

Bow the body, bend the knees...... Hard......

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