Chapter 82, The Love of the Old Father and His Sons

As soon as this seemingly joking pardon was issued, many of the meditative cooks had to thank the greedy butterfly, of course, in addition to thanking, they would take advantage of the kitchen utensils to search for the gamblers' figures in all aspects, not for anything else, you must know that this is the designated ingredient for the feaster!

This is the ingredient that the lazy god suddenly opened his mouth!

If you can make enough delicious food with gamblers, it is not a reward, but this honor is enough to make countless chefs in the plane rush to it!

Some shrewd people have been secretly contacting some intelligence dealers, preparing to catch some gamblers and sell them to hungry cooks at a high price!

It is to be expected that the poor gamblers, after escaping the autumn hunt of the dead country, will face a group of wolf-like cooks who are proficient in frying and stir-frying with all kinds of kitchen utensils.

The moment the Whisperer heard the words of the Celebrator, he used his power to notify the little ones on the periphery who were responsible for recording the rest of the world, and asked them to send the news back to Headquarters.

Hurry up and investigate the hiding places of the gamblers! This must be hard currency for some time to come!

The Greedy Butterfly's divine power surged, and he did his best to delay the spread of the rift above his right eye, and after the rejoicer withdrew the spell, he did not rush to crack, and a voice sounded as if the voices of countless people were overlapping, "I have written down the ...... of today's humiliation"

"And then?" Fran didn't have the slightest sense of respect, the smile on his lips never stopped, the corners of his mouth outlined a subtle arc, even lying in the arms of the lilac, there was still a feeling of youthful spirit, and there was a sense of madness that had just escaped from a mental hospital. "And after that! So! One-eyed bed bugs? ”

Without waiting for the greedy butterfly to answer, Fran covered his mouth and laughed wildly, mottled blood and tears flowing from the corners of his eyes as if he were laughing at the greedy butterfly with the last bit of strength.

The only remaining left eye of the Greedy Butterfly was full of hatred, and he had the intention to kill this arrogant guy on the spot with the power of thunder, if he did it with all his might, it would be nothing more than the incarnation of the Feaster and the Dead Emperor and the crazy lady who was always happy to watch the play, and would definitely not be able to stop it!

But looking at the incantations that had already appeared around the Dead Emperor, and the pawns who were already standing quietly behind the Dead Emperor, it was obvious that they were waiting for the greedy butterfly to act in anger before giving him an unforgettable painful memory!

With a flap of its wings, just as it came, the Greedy Butterfly suddenly vanished, leaving only a mess of halls and scattered divine blood. It wasn't until the Greedy Butterfly left in embarrassment that the feaster finally breathed a sigh of relief, and if the Greedy Butterfly was really angry and the dog jumped over the wall and died, even he couldn't guarantee that Fran's condition would not deteriorate.

The crowd around them, who had stopped laughing maniacally, put on their standard smiles again, and some of them quickly rushed to clean up the blood of the gods on the ground with various utensils, which was a good material for all kinds of secret rituals, including but not limited to curses, curses, and ultimate curses.

Not to mention that the power of the curse launched with the blood of the Greedy Butterfly will increase greatly, if someone traces back to the source, they can only trace the Greedy Butterfly.

While thinking about the various pleasures that would be caused by these divine blood, the smile on the face of the servant who cleaned up the divine blood couldn't help but be a little sincere. Occasionally, when he secretly looked back at the white and handsome young man who was lying on the ground and was being carefully examined by the feasters, his eyes couldn't help but have a little reverence and awe.

At the moment when the greedy butterfly left, Mo Lin ignored the obstruction of Poson beside him, and even ignored the celebrator who was called the evil god on the side, and hurriedly ran to Fran's side, regardless of the expensive dress and what bullshit lady etiquette on his body, knelt on the ground and hugged Fran tightly, his eyes were full of distress, and under the mist, it seemed that tears were about to emerge, but she forcibly forced the tears that were about to gush out, revealing a bright smile - Franco's favorite smile.

The feaster, who had already gone through a battle beyond the load of the incarnation, was half-squatting beside Fran, and used his right hand to inject the little remaining divine power into Furlong's body to regulate various injuries in his body and soul. Looking at the little girl who was crying and laughing in amazement, the faces of the celebrants could not help but have a strange meaning on their faces.

The laughing voice of the mad lady came unceremoniously from the high platform, mixed with the bitter cough of the dead emperor, and the faces of the rejoicers were full of embarrassment.

But the most embarrassing thing is a woman who is covered in lilac and whose name is also lilac, Mo Lin, who was originally close to her like a sister under her deliberate approach, suddenly ran over, ignoring the woman who was sweetly calling Sister Lilac not long ago. Quite forcefully, he snatched Fran from Lavender's arms and hugged him tightly in his arms.

Light purple felt sour in his heart, and fiercely glanced at Dan Yan who hurried down from the high platform with his eyes, his pretty face was slightly cold, and he turned his head and walked to his position. But halfway through, she was suddenly held in her arms by a powerful pair of arms, her lilac expression was stunned, and she didn't need to look back at all, that extremely familiar embrace had already let her know that it was the stinky man.

She didn't break free, just quietly enjoyed this embrace that she hadn't felt for a long time, and just a little moved, she heard Dan Yan's complaint, "Why are you still the same, that's a demigod, you just carried the sword up so carelessly?" ”

For a while, Lavender was a little angry, and she had the heart to break free from Dan Yan's embrace, but her body and soul were unwilling to interrupt this hard-won familiar hug.

Stretching out her high heels, she stomped on Dan's shiny leather shoes, listening to the deliberate cry of pain behind her, she suddenly wanted to cry, but when she thought of waking up one morning, she was naked, and the irresponsible behavior of the man next to her, she held back her tears and said coldly, "This child calls me sister-in-law, and I am not your kind of ruthless and unrighteous person, who can't do the ridiculous behavior of turning around and running." ”

A laugh came from behind her, and it seemed that as always, the stinky man was about to take care of the left and right again, and all kinds of deflection topics.

Looking at his eldest son who was holding a woman, and then looking at his own youngest son who was being held by a woman, the celebrant sighed, and at this time he was like an annoying old father, suddenly feeling old......

Lady Madness's coquettish laughter came from behind her, and the revelator turned back, slowly returning to her place, and Lady Madness slipped into his arms rather narrowly, drawing circles on his chest with her long, white and slender fingers, "What? Looking at the love of his sons, his heart moved? That's not as good as ...... How about considering confinement? ”

The celebrant looked at the long-known guy in his arms and shook his head with a sigh, "It's a good idea, but it's a pity, you're too noisy, I prefer a good wife and a good mother." ”

Will there be love between God and God, the most insurmountable thing in the soul of ordinary people?

Perhaps, but it is definitely not a love that can be said casually, but a heavy love.

The crazy lady frowned slightly, and her red lips opened slightly, "Good wife and good mother, that's really sorry, although the concubine can play it perfectly, but after all, I still hate that kind of thing." ”

He giggled, but his eyes were full of sorrow. He looked at the faces of the rejoicers and gentle, and a kind of anguish welled up in his heart, once upon a time, once upon a time......

That's it......

Do not say......

A good wife and mother?

Where is the current self half of what it used to be?

The Dead Emperor watched the intimate interaction between the Celebrant and the Mad Lady on the side, and patted the voyeur who was rubbing his sour eyes with his paws in his arms, "Peep kitten, I remember that you went to investigate the matter between those two, and told me about it. ”

The peeper's paws rubbing his eyes were stunned, his heterochromatic eyes were raised, and he looked at the Dead Emperor very seriously, "Otherwise, Your Majesty, you would still hang me at the palace gate." ”

The Dead Emperor's eyes narrowed, and the surging curiosity in his heart made him intrigued, "You even dare to peek into my harem, why don't you dare to get here." ”

The voyeur rolled his eyes with heterochromatic eyes, yawned, and said, "Being taken away by you is just a pain of flesh and skin, and if that crazy woman catches it, Ben Meow will have to be a crazy and stupid cat for the rest of his life." ”

"Is that scary?" The Dead Emperor touched his chin, quite curious.

"Not as much as one ten-thousandth of what that mad woman ever did!" Recalling the horrific experience of being trapped in the theater, Rao was a voyeur who was half a step away from becoming a god at this time, and couldn't help but shudder. Hurriedly closed his eyes, pretended to close his eyes, and no longer answered any questions from the Dead Emperor!

His sensitive divine sense had just sensed the warning look deliberately thrown by a mad woman, if he continued to say it, he didn't know if there was something wrong with the Dead Emperor, and his cat life was estimated to become a cat piece of hair!

At this time, the curtain was over, and the guests who were still conscious finally came to their senses, some timid guys had already had weak limbs and urinary incontinence, but it didn't matter, the well-trained servants obviously expected this to happen. More smiling people poured out of the countless hidden corners of the hall, dragging the limp guests to the specially prepared rooms to change into specially prepared new clothes and trousers.

As the guests were dragged away, one of the servants on the side followed up with the spells, and between the flickering spells of several different factions, any foreign objects and odors disappeared without a trace in an instant.