Chapter 298

I really don't mean to ruin the atmosphere, but can't you guys feel the smell of the burnt dish?

Uncle Hui, who was leisurely standing up from the sofa, was about to go and check out the latest news from the other side of the water flow, but when I reminded him, he paused for a moment, then jumped up immediately.

He was originally in the same group as Xiao Wu Tiao. Previously, Xiao Wu Tiao jumped and skipped beside the water flow, but now Uncle Hui jumped and skipped in front of the cooking table, shouting, "My food, my pot!" He is a homely uncle, and still a homely uncle who is a killer in the kitchen.

For the same job, Xiao Wu Tiao is lively and cute, while Uncle Hui looks sloppy - but Uncle Hui has a good foundation, so even if he is sloppy, he still looks like a decadent handsome uncle.

I followed Uncle Hui with my eyes and saw him quickly lift the lid. I don't know what went wrong, a huge flame flew out of the pot. He seemed to be frightened and took a big step back, but a few strands of hair in front of his head were still lifted off. It was a huge chaos.

Is this the sixth king, the Grey King? I love it.

With this interruption, it seems inappropriate to continue directly with what I was saying just now.

Sister Zi had just been talking to me, so she asked, "I heard that you were a benefactor of Wuluo and that you still live there. I wonder how worried they must be if you suddenly disappeared."

Oh? Are you trying to test the relationship between me and Homura?

It's not a big problem. Houmu Luo is safe and sound now, and nothing will really happen to him.

I just feel a little sorry for Misaki. She must feel really bad for losing me because of a fight with someone. Finally...

In the end, he will probably get angry at Monkey Brother, haha.

I don't take it for granted, I really don't.

Brother Monkey, that's terrible.

After finally getting to know Misaki, he found a chance to meet her, but was provoked by a "rival" who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and then Misaki, who had always "only looked at herself", was "molested". After many twists and turns, he took the initiative and finally won back Misaki's attention - but in the end he had to take the blame.

It’s so sad. It’s so sad.

And this time he took the initiative, which must have made Misaki even angrier.

Brother Monkey, tiptoed into the crematorium literature.

But he certainly won't just sit there and wait for death. To be honest, Monkey has some control instinct in his bones, and he certainly won't be completely blind when something like this happens. Even Daomingsi knew about the "king" I mentioned, as well as the mat parrot. In addition, he had previously hacked into Jungle's network and even communicated with Bishuiliu on the network.

I'm afraid the Youth Group will soon join in.

Doesn't this mean that the Blue and Red groups may soon be able to cross the critical point of killing each other and directly enter the stage of loving cooperation?

I'm eager to ship this couple.

"Are you in a hurry? Why are you talking about this now?" I was thinking that the CPs over there could cooperate because of my disappearance and the previous Colorless King and now the Green King. I felt happy and naturally looked more relaxed. I took an orange from the fruit basket on the table and peeled it. "Besides...soon this little thing won't matter."

"Oh? Small things?" Bishuiliu's eyes lit up, and he seemed willing to talk about this with me. "Then tell me, what kind of things are big things?"

At that time, my going home was a big deal, shipping CPs was a big deal, and teasing my favorite characters was also a big deal.

Apart from these, the rest of the stuff doesn't really matter to me. Because K isn't actually a very tragic anime, I avoided the biggest sources of be, so it was naturally easier later on.

If you think about it, there has to be a "villain". If the water flow isn't enough, how about I do it myself?

I didn't answer him directly, but asked him, "What do you think is a big deal?"

Before, calling him "Bi Shui" didn't feel intimate enough, so now I want to get closer to him, starting with calling him by his name!

"Change." He gave me an ambiguous but definite answer.

OK, I see your determination.

I smiled with satisfaction and threw the peeled orange peel on the table. It was a complete orange peel, the kind that people with obsessive-compulsive disorder would be ecstatic about. I put the flesh in my mouth - hiss, it's a bit sour. Will you buy fruit?

"You want [change] but you focus on [unchange]." I hinted, and sure enough, I saw Bi Shuiliu's eyes narrowed slightly.

I think he was actually tempted. Although he had a long-term plan, he wanted to complete it as soon as possible. It was not comfortable to rely on supernatural powers to keep his life going.

It would be painful if you didn't finish your work before you die.

It's good to have this kind of eager heart.

"I have seen the seventh sovereign, the Colorless King. Although he is not very capable, you have used him well." This time I did not keep him in suspense. I confirmed Bi Shuiliu's attitude and mood, and also confirmed what I was going to do next, so naturally I had to prepare intensively.

It's no surprise that I would know that "it's still not good enough."

Humble?

Are you being humble with me?

I immediately took advantage of the situation and said, "Yeah, some of it is pretty stupid too."

Than water flow: ...

After I recognized him, he looked a little unhappy. This is also true, just like calling your own son "son" "son of the dog" is humble, you can't let others call your son "son of the dog", the principle is the same.

Xiao Wu Tiao immediately stopped doing it, "Who are you calling stupid?"

"I'll tell you whoever you're thinking about." I stopped eating the sour orange and stuck out my tongue at him.

I can also have the attribute of being playful.

But Xiao Gojo's expression suddenly became even more difficult to describe.

"Okay Sukuna, that's true." Bishuiliu was much more calm. He obviously felt that I still had something to say next, so he gave me a look with some expectation.

I took it and told him bluntly, "You don't have to expect Adolf. The ideals of the past are no longer the wishes of the present."

In fact, I almost said "Xiaobai" but Izanasha is a later name, and now there is only Adolf K. Weissman, so I called him more intimately.

What Bishuiliu is trying to do now, using stone slabs to make all human beings evolve, is actually the same as what Xiaobai wanted to do back then, it’s just that times have changed and my answer is actually the fact.

"Then, I will be the successor of his will." Bishui Liuqian smiled and looked at me firmly, "Besides, I will definitely do it."

"It's interesting to do something knowing it's impossible." I stood up and walked towards Bishuiliu. There was only a table between him and me, but now I was in front of him. I sat directly on the table, just in line with him in the wheelchair. "'The Strongest King' and Liu, the old and the crippled, who has a longer life?"

"If people work too hard, it won't last long." Bi Shuiliu made it clear that a big part of the reason why he caused trouble was to weaken the lieutenant. Indeed, after Xiaobai's body died, the lieutenant did put a lot of effort into helping Xiaobai, but in the end he ran out of energy and died.

But it takes a long time to lay the mat.

It doesn't suit my current restless heart.

"Isn't it the same for you?"

"You must be joking. I'm still young."

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether he was being serious or joking.

I reached out and put my palm on the tights that were flowing faster than water. Maybe it was some kind of tacit understanding, although Xiao Wu Tiao obviously wanted to move, he still held back like Sister Zi.

"You have to know that even if you can outlast the lieutenant, what you will have to face next will definitely be at least the combined forces of the three kings." He used "at least", but it actually means "only".

When talking about this, Bishuiliu's eyes suddenly revealed considerable confidence, and he raised his chin for a moment, making people think that he was not sitting on a wheelchair, but a throne.

"At least three kings, that is to say, are you sure that the Silver King, the Blue King, and the Red King will all be my enemies?" Bishuiliushang shook his head, "Maybe, by then, the three kings can no longer be called the three kings?"

According to his plan, they would first kill each other and sow discord, so that at least one of the two kings, Qing and Chi, would be gone.

What a joke!

Don’t touch my Zunli CP!

"You don't believe it?" I asked back.

"No, I believe it." Bishuiliu's eyes flashed with an unusually confident light, with a vitality that did not match his physical condition. "But what does it matter if I believe it? Indeed, the Silver King, the Blue King, and the Red King - if the three of them work together, the combined army will be extremely powerful, but if it's me... I can easily win."

Even if the Red King is not Anna but Zun Ge, you can still say such words. You are really confident in your own ability. No wonder the production team wants to ban you, otherwise how can you play.

This makes me more curious about how strong the lieutenant is. Did you lose because you were not strong enough or because you did not have enough endurance?

I want to know the answer.

Blood flowed faster than water on the white corset, and bright red appeared under my palms.

Even Sister Zi was surprised, "Xiao Liu?"

"Asshole, what did you do to the convection!" Xiao Gojo almost used that weapon to attack me.

Others don't know his body, any more than the water itself knows it. He immediately stopped it and said, "It's okay."

"This is not my blood."

When Uncle Hui heard the noise, he turned around. When he heard that there was bleeding, he immediately put down the pot and rushed over to take a look.

The color on the corset faded very quickly. Actually, it was through the clothes. This amount of water might feel a little cooler than water flow?

I'm not sure.

Didn't Higurashi lose his heart in the Kagudu meteout incident fourteen years ago?

No problem, I'll make one for him.

The main thing is to transfer my heart to him.

After all, I have experienced this state before when I was suffocated in the ground. Maintaining a state of suspended animation and not breathing did not affect my consciousness at all.

As long as I don't assimilate, it's fine.

So, what kind of person am I now?

It's not that I don't think about it carefully, it just feels a bit weird. Ever since I found out that there was a prophecy related to me, I feel that there is something subtle about this world.

I always feel like the inhuman world is preparing a big move for me, which makes me a little nervous.

That's why I wanted to finish this and leave as soon as possible.

The water flow suddenly curled up, and my blood entered the supernatural power he used to maintain his vital signs, almost threatening the core of his life. Of course, he instinctively wanted to drive away this external force.

But I can't see any of the special effects, and all the powers related to the special effects are of no use to me.

I moved my fingers upwards, along the tights that were flowing faster than water, all the way to his exposed jaw. I moved closer and said in a voice that was not big but very obvious in this space where only Uncle Gray's oil was sizzling, "Then let me see your capital for an easy win."