Calyx was in front of me, carefully arranging my dirty clothes and hair that had been beaten and disrupted by them.

"Lord Demon King, then we will go back, you have to complete the twelfth level quickly, I will wait for you to come back at home." ”

I swollen my pig-headed face and said lightly, "Oh-"

Lu Qi clasped his hands behind Qingcalyx and looked at this impatiently, feeling very dissatisfied that the people who were talking separately were me and Qingcalyx.

Qing Cao probably saw something from the expression on my face, glanced back and smiled with satisfaction, turned around and left here with Lu Qi and the white horse. I silently waved goodbye to Wang Shien and Liu Qidong behind me.

Lu Qi looked back at me after walking away, his eyes were reluctant. I grinned at her with the pain on my face and raised my hand in a V-sign gesture.

Although it didn't make any sense, Lu Qi nodded and left reluctantly.

Today is a good day for me.

But for Wang Shien and Liu Qidong, they are definitely unlucky. After the two of them got the blood of the green calyx, they still looked like they were kidney deficient, covering their stomachs with bitter faces, and the sequelae of poisoning still existed.

We were all relieved to see that they were gone.

Liu Qidong: "I survived." ”

Wang Shien: "I almost thought I was going to die here." ”

The two of them looked at me and said with infinite resentment, "You are all the fault!"

"According to what Qing Cao said, it is obvious that you snatched the food in the basket by yourself, where can you blame me?"

Liu Qidong: "It's not the consequence of you counting the boats with one foot?"

Wang Shien: "Even if you count the boats with one foot, you have to see if you have the ability to control it!"

No matter how much they complained, it turned out to be pretty good. I confirmed my relationship with Lu Qi, although I was beaten into a pig's head. And Wang Shien and Liu Qidong were only poisoned and hurt for a while, and when they woke up, they had already passed the level.

I looked up at the sky with a pig's head and said excitedly, "Yo Xi!

Hearing me say this, Wang Shien and Liu Qidong both lay on the ground and didn't want to move. There's no way, I'm only able to camp here for one night today, it's just afternoon.

Three wounded men began the healing process for the whole night.

At dawn the next day, we set off for the twelfth marker, the final level.

After a two-hour walk, we arrived at the destination, only five or six kilometers away from the orchard house, and the river beach under a small waterfall in Qingyun Mountain was full of pebbles. The environment is very good, but I have looked for it and shouted and no one is there. If it weren't for the word "waterfall" on the mysterious map, I would have thought I was in the wrong place.

It's not the first time I've encountered a situation where I didn't see the Golden Saint Seiya at the point, I set up camp, Wang Shien went to find some game, Liu Qian went down to the waterfall to find some crabs and the like, and I was afraid of eating fish during this time.

As a result, Liu Qidong caught a big water snake and Wang Shien caught a big wild mouse. So he simply took out a small pot and rice to make a "snake and mouse porridge".

When I opened the lid of the pot and was about to open the meal, I happened to hear footsteps.

Looking in the direction of the river, three figures walked along the river and appeared in our sight.

As I thought, it was the old god, the old prince, and the old lady. The Saint Seiya who will be late in the last level, among the people I know, there are only these three great gods.

Lao Wang was calm and relaxed, and walked with his hands behind his back to enjoy the scenery along the way. Lao Zhao drank a small bottle of wine and looked at us with a lewd smile. Xiao Jiang followed behind with a tired breath, still carrying a PSV in his hand, looking like an otaku after a long-distance run.

Jiang Ziya stopped and gasped one by one, looking at us with weak eyes.

"Sure enough, it was a mistake to come here......"

Look at his useless sample, isn't it a fairy physique? Could it be that even if an otaku is a god in half a year, he will become a waste wood body?

Wang Shien and Liu Qidong and I squatted next to the small pot that was burning on the fire, staring at them with disdain. And Lao Zhao waved his hand at us very smugly, and shouted to us in that perverted old voice: "Three grandsons, do you miss grandpa?"

Me: "I miss you dead!"

Wang Shien said: "It's good to die, but I want to die in this hour." ”

Liu Qidong: "Is the old god stick really magical enough to be counted as the time to eat?"

For our cynicism, Old Man Zhao, who came with Lao Wang, was disdainful, and the essence of arrogance was written on his face.

With one hand, a plate of hot dozen roasted chicken thighs appeared in his hand out of thin air. The aroma wafted over, and suddenly we felt that the snake and rat porridge in the bowl had become bland and tasteless.

Zao Wou-Ki pointed to the plate and shouted exaggeratedly. "What a fragrant roasted chicken thigh!"

We don't need to say it, we can smell it.

Suck - suck - suck - "It's just an illusion, it's just a spell, it's just an illusion, it's just a spell." ”

"It's not real, it's a dream......"

"You can't admit defeat, you can't admit defeat, you can't admit defeat......"

We muttered as we drank the porridge desperately. However, Old Man Zhao just wanted to compete with us, grabbed the greasy chicken leg with one hand, bit down ferociously, gnawed a large piece of meat, and chewed and chewed in front of us.

The old man's appearance was disgusting, and it made the three of us even more appetizing.

But even though he was so happy eating, we deceived ourselves and said that it was just a magic conjure, not a real chicken leg.

It wasn't until Jiang Ziya, who slowly walked up from behind, unceremoniously snatched a chicken leg from the plate in the old man's hand, and began to gnaw on it with no anger, and we finally admitted: This is true, this is not a dream.

After Zao Wou-Ki finished nibbling on a chicken leg faster than an optical fiber, he flipped his hand, and the chicken leg disappeared as if by magic.

Ben thought he was going to end this hateful show-off, but he opened his hand again, and a plate of yellow osmanthus cake appeared in his hand.

We watched Zao Wou-Ki hold a piece of osmanthus cake in his greasy hand and eat it slowly, and suddenly felt that the snake and rat porridge was completely tasteless. Even Lao Wang, who was standing aside and watching everything coldly, picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and ate it with interest, and praised: "Not bad." ”

I put down the porridge bowl, pulled Zao Wou-ki's trouser leg and cried bitterly: "Grandpa, I was wrong, I shouldn't have said bad things about you." It's true, but I shouldn't be telling it. Please have mercy on me, grandpa, and give me a few pieces of osmanthus cake. ”

Wang Shien and Liu Qidong looked at me with contempt: "Shameless!"

Zao Wou-Ki nibbled on the osmanthus cake and was very satisfied with my performance, so he grabbed a piece of osmanthus cake with his greasy and finger-sucking hand and handed it to me.

"Xiao Qingzi, reward you!"

"Grandpa Xie, but you can eat this piece, I'll take it myself." ”

When I stood up, I grabbed three pieces of osmanthus cake, and I almost cried after eating the first bite, which was delicious!

Wang Shien and Liu Qidong shook their tongues, and couldn't help but put down the porridge bowl and stood up and shouted to Zhao Wouji: "Grandpa Zhao~"

"Good, I will reward you for eating osmanthus cake. ”

Wang Shien and Liu Qidong happily took a piece and ate it, and praised it while eating: "It's delicious!"

While eating Liu Qidong, he asked Zao Wou-Ki suspiciously: "Grandpa Zhao, where did the osmanthus cake in your hand come from? Is it really conjured with a spell? It's delicious." ”

Zao Wou-Ki said proudly: "Naturally, the spell can't change this osmanthus cake......

That must have been made by people, could it be that Zao Wou-ki, a pervert, would make such a good thing? and...... Will you invite us to eat?

When I ate the third piece, I finally remembered where I had eaten this osmanthus cake.

A fist slammed into Zao Wou-ki's face without warning, but it still made this old Wang Ba dodge at a speed that could make people have a heart attack, and jumped far away from me.

He smiled smugly at me, "Grandson, dare to attack your grandfather?"

"Phew!"

A mouthful of water spit at his feet, pointed to the osmanthus cake in his hand and scolded: "That taste must be made of green calyx, you dare to use the green calyx to make me osmanthus cake to threaten me?!"

"Hey, why did it become a threat? This osmanthus cake was given to you by the little snake demon Tuo Taigongwang, and Taigongwang was unwilling, so the old man brought it for her without embarrassment. If you don't charge for your hard work, it's a big deal to say that you're playing tricks, not to mention that you begged grandpa for me, where can you blackmail me?"

"How dare you fool me?!"

"That's right, the old man is just going to play you, what's the matter? Come and beat me!"

After speaking, he poked his nostrils with his greasy fingers and made a disgusting action, together with Wang Shien, Liu Qiaodong, Jiang Ziya and Lao Wang, who were eating osmanthus cakes next to them, were all subjected to a serious psychological impact, and they all stopped eating and bent down to retch.

"You, you, you stand there and wait!"

I was furious, picked up a pot of porridge from the hot snake and rat on the cobblestone shelf, and threw it at Zao Wou-Ki along with the iron pot.

"Hey, you want to hurt grandpa me like this?"

I saw that Zao Wou-Ki squatted down with a move, and the porridge pot flew on his head and was about to fly away, when it suddenly exploded above Zao Wou-ki's head, and in an instant, fragrant porridge and rice flew everywhere.

Zao Wou-ki, who was still smiling proudly just now, was blown up all over porridge. And everyone stood far away, and jumped away in an instant after reacting, but they didn't get a few drops of porridge on it.

We looked at Zao Wou-Ki, who was covered in sticky porridge in front of us, steaming white and smiling stiffly. Even Jiang Ziya's eyes widened, and the PSV he was carrying fell to the ground without realizing it.

"Wow, it's hot, it's hot!"

Zao Wou-ki, who came to his senses half a moment later, jumped up screaming, ran around on the spot, and soon went straight to the waterfall lake, and jumped down with a thud.

Seeing this, Wang Shien and Liu Qidong clenched their fists excitedly and shouted happily.

Wang Shien: "Oh yes! The old god stick has finally been tricked!"

Liu Qidong: "Zao Wou-ki, who has done a lot of evil, also has such an end today!"

The two of them immediately turned their heads to look at me, and Liu Qidong asked urgently: "You are worthy of being a master, how did you do it?"

I smacked my nose and explained coolly.

"I knew that the old man underestimated me when he was angry, and he didn't take precautions carefully. So the moment my brother threw the porridge pot, I made a small real balloon in the porridge pot that would explode soon, and the dead old man was covered in porridge. Tsk, look at his embarrassment just now, it's so relieving!"

I smirked, and the joy in my heart was indescribable.

The evil spirit that has been played by Zao Wou-Ki for so long has come to an end today!

However, Jiang Xiaogui and Lao Wang next to them didn't seem to be happy that Zhao Wuji had been tricked, their faces were very strange, and they seemed to be a little ...... Afraid.

"What are you doing, aren't you happy?" I asked, a little uneasy.

The corners of Jiang Ziya's mouth moved, revealing a worried and nervous expression that he had never seen before, staring at me a little weak.

"Stupid, you're in trouble. ”

"Ahh

Jiang Ziya looked at me meaningfully and said, "Although that old man looks like he can joke on the surface, he is actually very sinister and stingy inside. No one has been able to fool him for thousands of years, but once he is tricked, it becomes very, very scary. ”

The imp doesn't look like he's joking, and I don't think he's a joker.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked Jiang Xiaogui worriedly: "Then, what will happen to the person who tricked him?"

The imp simply said, "Die!"

My legs went limp, and I sat on the ground. Glancing at Lao Wang, his usually cold face now showed a nervous expression.

I know, it's miserable!

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