Chapter 1667: Resurrection ceremony

...Tragedy..."
Staggering and stumbling, I returned to the Crystal Tree and came to the house of Huang Duanzi's maid, in the center of the hall, the small black charcoal in the ice coffin was still quiet. m
In the tiger's eyes, two lines of tears came out like this, and he laid his face on the ice coffin weakly, rubbing it carefully, feeling the cold meaning, but only felt that this kind of himself had been cured by the baby girl.
Counting it down, I seem to have sold a lot of ethics today. From the beginning of the morning, after all, I was still too excited and unconsciously exposed my nature... I went, what is the nature exposure, it is the original form...Uh , Right or wrong, drunkenness...
I:"……"
Cough, in short, it may mean that for the time being, who let my language be taught by the physical education teacher.
This will not work, absolutely not.
I must let Xiaohei see her father who is full of discipline when she wakes up.
A brilliant father.
So, I decided that in the past two days, I want to spend time here, accompany the little black charcoal, and slowly and slowly return to the accumulation of rhythm and become a father with rhythm.
"Is it so? It turns out that. Selling the rhythm in front of others can no longer satisfy your prince. Only selling the rhythm in front of the little black charcoal can get new pleasure. That's right."
Cold. There was a cold, crisp sound behind him.
Let me go, who is it, who is attacking me behind my back!
I was shocked. Jumping three feet like a frightened squirrel, turning around in the air, staring at the attacker.
The root of sin, the black hole of discipline, and the most feared guy in Bendrui now appears!
I widened my eyes and shuddered in fright.
Thinking of being able to restore the rhythm by the side of the little black charcoal, but completely forgot that this is the devil's cave where the rhythm is lost, and lived the terrible rhythm demon king-Huang Duanzi maid.
"Small black charcoal... Dad is no longer good. Probably no way to live... Alive when I see you open your eyes... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." I hugged the ice coffin and cried.
"I was talking silly early in the morning, was there really no medicine to save? No, at this time, the next dose of strong medicine may be useful. Let's try one million horses on the head."
"It's going to die! And it's just [Try it first], the tone is as if to say [This is just a demo version, only the first three levels. The difficulty can only be selected from the novice level], how many horses do you want to add Ah bastard?!" I angrily lifted the table.
"Trade secret."
"Is my death a trade secret?!!!"
"Don't be nagging and frustrated dad dad, please drink it." At this time, Jieluka, who was sloppy, had already made a cup of hot tea and handed it over. Seems to be talking to the little black charcoal.
"Oh, thanks, this tea is a bit sweet, did you put any flowers?"
"chrysanthemum."
"Puff... what's wrong? What's your opinion on the tea I brewed?" Huang Duanzi's maid looked at me uncomfortably, not only because I sprayed out the tea she had prepared, but also made her clothes Wet.
"No...no."
Conditional reflexes are not enough. A single chrysanthemum is not enough to make me do this. The problem is that from the mouth of the maid Huang Duanzi's maid, the meaning becomes deeper.
If the object of the speech is changed to Aleus, then I can only fall into deep contemplation, and I cannot extricate myself.
"Ha~~~哈~~~" When I got up late in the night and got up early in the morning, I was so excited that I couldn't wait to find the sequelae of the dragon's heads-up. Finally, I continued to yawn and hypnotize in the calm temperament of the small black charcoal. Next, the eyelids began to fight.
"Stupid maid, don't allow me to seduce me to talk, um, little black charcoal is about to wake up, and I won't be easy to sell morality anymore."
I know this is the time when my spirits are most relaxed, but there is an impenetrable maid of Huang Duanzi around me. I may be involved in the terrible vortex at any time, so I warn her.
"It's really impossible for you, His Royal Highness, a stupid and lazy prince, will Little Black Charcoal live in such a shadow in the future?"
I don’t know if my words played a role, or there was little black charcoal beside me, which gave birth to my mother’s sense of responsibility, and the mouth of Huang Duanzi’s maid became extra gentle.
Looking at my chin, I squinted on the ice coffin and squinted. She patted the skirt and stood up. She walked back from the opposite side and squatted down again. Two soft little hands reached my shoulders and lifted up. .
"Um...comfortable, you stupid maid, who passed the hand massage kung fu, um, and kung fu cooking..." I moaned comfortably, not knowing whether it was boastful or derogatory.
Jieluka, who often massages Arlanda, naturally has a good skill, and I have enjoyed this additional benefit.
"Huh, the shoulders are extraordinarily stiff. How many girls did the Duke of Beasts contaminate last night?" Huang Duanzi's maid sneered softly and scornfully.
"Don't talk nonsense, just rolled off the bed with Linya." I immediately retorted, and then I woke up with a bad feeling. The small hand on my shoulder suddenly increased, and I squeezed my air.
Although this stupid maid is a poor creature at the bottom, but it is also the power of the twelve knights. I should not honestly explain it. Sure enough, my spirit was relaxed.
"Hum...Hum! I don't care, what kind of prince of beasts becomes, kicked to death by 100,000 horses, hit by a million horses, I have no problem at all."
The stingy maid of Huang Duanzi snorted heavily when she sensed her gaffe, and said with a hard voice, the sour breath from her words, and my nose almost collapsed.
"How can I die? I haven't bullied enough of my maid yet." I chuckled lightly.
"Sooner or later, you will lock your idiot Prince into the underground prison. Complete the offensive and defensive reversal, allowing you to lick the knight's toes."
Reluctantly, Huang Duanzi's maid whispered so softly. She has a very strong mouth but it doesn't work immediately when she gets to bed. She was bullied by me and did all sorts of shameful things. She always seemed to want to get back.
"Uh huh. Come if you want, I let you have one hand." I said indifferently, this fool shook M maid, the character in his bones was timid and afraid of timidity, want to complete the reversal? Unless it was possessed by Selna.
After pressing for a while, the little hand on the shoulder stopped, and then, the stupid maid lay lazily on my back. Arms around his waist, he didn't want to move.
"Hey, what about a good massage?" I haven't had enough time. Even though it's stuck on the back like this, the soft and hot body that can still be felt through the clothes, especially the rich and soft chest, is pressed against On the back. It's also quite comfortable, but who am I, the so-called gentleman, and the unpretentious Caihua Langdrui Wu Fan, will he be conquered by this level of touch.
"Press it." The lazy Huang Duanzi maid. The chin was lifted slightly, and I moved it against my back a few times, meaning that the small hand held harder.
After a while, even sweet breath came from behind.
There is no way to take this coquettish maid.
I shook my head, my index finger gently, a blanket appeared out of thin air, gently covered, and wrapped me and Jieluka.
"Little black charcoal, good night." With a whisper, the corner of my mouth raised, and I remembered the small stone cave under the group of demons fortress. Wasn't that the same family of three sleeping together at that time?
Under the package of happy memories, my eyelids opened a few times, and I slept.
...
The wizard wizards are busy.
Although I really wanted to stay with Xiaohei until she was resurrected, but these cold-blooded and ruthless guys only took Xiaohei from me the next day, and the ice coffin was removed from the crystal tree. Moved to the Institute of Magic, more than ten old beards with white beard fluttering around, centered on the ice coffin, carved a huge magic circle.
Under such circumstances, I can only stand outside the hall, glaring through the glass window, and even approaching a few steps, I can't do it at a glance.
"Brother, don't worry, Lilith can wake up in a day or two, and shouldn't she be happy at this time?" The next Lena, gently took my hand, soft Channel.
"The same is true, it should be happy, happy." I took a deep breath and calmed myself down.
But it didn't last long, and I couldn't help but turned around in circles, and the floor was almost running through me.
"By the way, Lena, don't you need to go to Grandma Yarland to learn today?" The best way to divert attention is to create a new topic.
"Goed, but Grandma Ylanderan drove out." Lena threw her tongue out naughtily.
"what happened?"
"I have been thinking about Lilith and didn't study hard. Grandma Arandland gave me a holiday and asked me to wait until the little black charcoal woke up."
"Is the absent-minded Lena... really unimaginable, my brother has never seen it."
I felt my chin, and Lena gave me the impression that no matter what you do, as long as you do it, you have always been very serious, very careful, and never lazy.
"I won't let my brother see my side." With a chuckle, Lena blinked at me. She is also very happy today, so she will show such a cute and coquettish side in front of everyone. Normally it would only be like this in front of me.
Not only Lena, Velas, Linya, Sarah... Everyone is like that.
Look, my two baby daughters, and the cute little angel Ka Jieer, are now standing on tiptoes, resting their foreheads against the glass wall, watching the movement inside without blinking.
For the younger sister who had not recovered, they reported a love of 120,000.
Having said that, what should I call Ka Jieer? sister? younger sister? If it is the latter, it is estimated that Card Jieer will sadly hide in the corner and draw a circle.
"Everyone really is here."
Familiar footsteps and sounds came from behind. Looking back, wasn't it Altria?
"There will be some preparations here. Have you finished your business? As Her Majesty the Queen. Can't get off work." He reached out and took the soft little hand from my king, and gave it a light grip. Pulling around, I joked.
"If it is for the little black charcoal, even if there are some unimportant matters. It is worth it." Altolia burst out with a beautiful and magnificent smile, and dressed with a pure white knight, it is like a flower on the plateau snow mountain. Peony.
It's still a serious answer, but if it is replaced with the new acquaintance of Altria, she will never say such a thing.
My Majesty, became more human and feminine.
I laughed. But cold, the golden dull pricked me at a close distance at an angle that no one else could see, as if revenge my joke.
I:"……"
Coach, there is something wrong with the script. King Arthur has run out of this dull hair, and it has no reason to be so energetic that it hurts my forehead!
"I said a few of you..."
I don't know when. A white-bearded elf mage who was still tinkering with it just now came out and stared at us.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" I was shocked and asked to step forward.
"Yes." The other party lightly stroked his long beard, and the smiling one called a fairy bone.
"Say it alone!" I looked right.
"Just ask everyone to turn around. Walking 10,000 meters forward is enough."
"It's as simple as that?" I looked at the old mage curiously, then turned around and walked straight, one meter, two meters...
"No!" I suddenly recovered.
10,000 meters from here, haven't you already left the institute?
"Just let you go and dangle here to disturb us!" The old mage shook his smile and glared at us, even if he was Her Majesty Altria, she would not give face.
The mage who fell into the frenzy research mode was really scary.
Our group was chased out, still looking back reluctantly, stepping back three times.
Huh?
Suddenly, a faint strange breath came from the air.
When I turned my head suddenly, I saw a tree hundreds of meters away. Among the layers of green leaves, a hint of red was revealed.
Old drunkard?
Impossible, she has already gone to the third world.
Well, in my impression, apart from the old woman, there is only one other who would dress up like this.
Red B children's shoes.
For my attention, the red B on the tree seemed a little surprised. From among the dense leaves, there was a sharp look. It seemed to be saying, you boy, went to the third world to see Come a little bit.
Immediately, the wind moved gently, swaying with leaves like a wave, the touch of red disappeared silently in my eyes.
It's still as cool as ever, this guy.
I sighed softly.
Red B guy, his strength should not be inferior to that of Grandpa Wixon. Just now, if he didn't deliberately hide his breath, or I was a rookie of the power of the world, I would definitely not be able to detect his existence.
Forget it, he’s gone, to be honest, I haven’t thought of telling him about the story of the wine-red demon~EbookFREE.me~In case this guy is obsessed with it, he becomes obsessed with Shahr Sister Na, I have a little trouble, although I am convinced that with the arrogance and sullenness of Red B, even if I know that Sister Senna and I have been in love with each other, we will not do anything excessive, but that disgusting Looking, I can't stand it just thinking about it.
In the afternoon of the next day, with the torment of spending so many years, we finally waited for the good news.
Everything is ready and the resurrection ceremony is about to begin.
Hurrying to the research institute, many mages have been gathered outside the glass-isolated hall, looking around, and the long-lost resurrection potions and related magic materials are as addictive to the mages as the banned drugs.
Among them, I saw a familiar figure. To be precise, it is a shameless figure.
"Let one let, let one let, I am a research participant, don't squeeze here, let me let it in, let me in." There was no way to cast magic, this sullen figure shouted like this, taking advantage of the gap, Drilled in... to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. )RQ