Song Gui's voice seemed to come from hell. She said in a sinister tone, "...So it sank Four Seasons City into the sea?!"
"It's a blessing." Zhao Shuying's face flickered with apology as she corrected herself, "It blesses the flightless sky crab to be able to see all four seasons on the seabed, and it blesses the oak owl to experience a life the Zelan oak owl couldn't even imagine."
Tao Mian nodded in agreement: "I really don't even dare to think about it."
Maple Sugar: "With our limited imagination, we really can't imagine that the owl can live in such dire straits."
Tao Mian: "I feel inferior."
Maple Syrup: "Me too."
Song Gui: “…”
After hearing what the two Owl Emperors said, Zhao Shuying glanced behind Song Gui, not looking at his own judgment, and continued, "General Y1130 opened the protective shield in time to protect Four Seasons City."
B80: "I want to be a general, too."
Yu Xunge covered B80's mouth. She felt that Song Gui was about to go crazy.
Fortunately, Zhao Shuying delivered a timely message, saving Song Gui, who was already clutching the hammer and planning to find Xie Xie. "But fortunately, this blessing is time-limited. It will automatically end in about three natural days. However, we currently have no way to send Four Seasons City back to heaven in advance."
Zhao Shuying's reporting style of first criticizing and then praising is very effective. Yu Xunge has experienced it many times, and it seems to work on Song Gui as well.
Song Gui closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and her mood barely recovered. She asked, "Give me some good news. Did the little seahorse bless the Moon Fox, the human race, and the drunkards and smokers?"
Wu Ren stood up straight, Yu Xunge took two steps forward, and Dawn Cicada came running towards the corner of the hall and slid to a stop.
"Not yet." Zhao Shuying was certain she'd heard B80's voice, so she reported everything in one breath. "The mascot's blessing is limited; it only works once a day. And just to sink Four Seasons City... just to let Four Seasons City experience the underwater scenery, the little seahorse shouted to the sky over seven hundred times."
I don’t feel tired when I’m doing something bad!!
"Very good!" After saying this while gritting his teeth, Song Gui hung up the phone and walked away angrily with the hammer in his hand. It seemed that he was going to find Xie Xie. It was unknown whether he was going to settle the score or to force it to bring the little seahorse back.
Yu Xunge's eyes swept back and forth between Tu Lan and B80㦳, a little hesitant about which one to send back to look after the house.
In the end, she chose the B80, which was too power-hungry. She said to the little building block robot sitting on her shoulder, "If all else fails, poison the little seahorse and make it mute."
What a cruel ruling!
But it’s a good idea!
Wu Ren, who was about to go back to his room, stepped back, found an empty seat and started calling his hamster.
Seeing that there was nothing exciting to see, Yu Xunge decided to go to the restaurant and pick out two boxes of food with Tu Lan before returning to the room.
As soon as I walked into the restaurant area, I saw the sun-drenched tree, which is extremely conspicuous wherever it is.
She was surrounded by "wine carriers" with a black-haired little man running on them with a dark face, just like her own little Fuzhi.
But in addition to this, there is a little black-haired person on top of Zhuri's head. She is sitting cross-legged on Zhuri's hair, holding a carrot piece that is almost as big as her in her arms and chewing it. From time to time, she kicks her legs, making Zhuri's long gray hair stand on end.
As a legendary assassin, Zhuri could immediately detect any gaze falling on her, and she naturally saw who was secretly observing her.
She pretended not to notice the apprentice's reluctance to approach, walked to the dining table with a cold face and sat down, the plate making a crisp sound when it was placed on the table.
Wasteland:?
What are you doing with your bad temper again?
But at this moment, a little elf who looked exactly like Zhuri jumped onto the table, crossed his arms, and raised his chin towards the little figure above Zhuri's head: "Hey, your apprentice asked me to ask you, what is the personality label of your key player?"
Zhuri asked in disbelief: "...She dares to speak to me in that tone?!"
Huang Jin couldn't stand it anymore. She raised her hands to cover her eyes and asked helplessly, "This sentence has obviously been edited by another you. Are you sure you want to argue with yourself here?"
day by day:"……"
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