Arad's crooked savior

"Have a good rest tonight. Tomorrow, I will find a way to help you get rid of that... fickle woman."

Ye Lin patted his forehead. Whether he could deprive Miraz of Sirocco in his soul would depend on Mr. Luo's will. A man with thousands of weapons would turn into an octopus at anyone he stared at.

"If you can succeed..."

Miraz's head was lowered, and a hint of hope suddenly appeared on his face that had always been gloomy.

"Then I will find a way to kidnap Sauron. By the way, have you eaten tonight? What about the three dogs you raised in the hotel?"

"Toby raised it for me, don't worry."

After nodding and comforting him a little, Ye Lin stood up and brought back a plate of hot octopus balls from outside. They were carefully and secretly made by Chef Siatt. They were soft, slightly crispy and delicious.

"Do you want to eat apostle? It's cooked and sprinkled with salt. Do you want some chili powder?"

Miraz:…

Among the seven prophets of the violent hunting team, Sauron is a moderate on the surface, but he hides a heart of extreme hatred for the apostles.

Although Miraz and other prophets are also moderates who protect the apostles, her personal focus is basically on Celia.

The gentle and dexterous elf is more worthy of her protection than the other ugly apostles.

Among the seven prophets, the other one who is most likely to appear in Hedunmar is Louis, who once lived in the slums, and was the first Poison King.

"Paris, Louis, has she been looking for you recently?"

Ye Lin asked Princess Xiushugou who was eating in the front courtyard.

"Louis? No, life in the slums is difficult. She may have gone to other cities to make a living. With her ability to prepare poisons, she can make a fortune selling pesticides."

Chewing the octopus sucker cooked on the iron plate, Paris spoke vaguely, and quickly picked up a glass of cold drink for herself to eat, sighing silently.

The environment in the slums is still too difficult.

Even Queen Skadi is deeply worried about the future situation of the slums of Hutton Mar, which is as tricky as dealing with a hedgehog.

It’s not that I don’t want to change, it’s just that it’s too difficult to change.

People who grew up there experienced a cruel living environment since childhood, and their personalities were somewhat different from ordinary people and seemed out of place.

People there are accustomed to stealing, robbing, and cheating, and the various forces are entangled with each other. Fighting continues, and even a trash can has its own owner.

Before Paris unified the slums, the principality was helpless in this area. If there was a theft or robbery, the soldiers of the principality would go to arrest it. The number of crimes increased, and some poor people who were responsible were also affected. The contradictions are getting worse.

The slums at that time were really similar to the "lawless zone", and Huttonmar was equivalent to a smaller version of heaven.

It wasn't until Paris unified the slums with strong measures that the bad situation improved slightly. Although vicious incidents still cannot be prevented, at least if the people inside work sincerely, some people will be hired.

But if you want to completely eradicate the bad habits of slums, you have to consider the placement of a series of residences, work for residents, and because they belong to a special group, many people have to be assigned to monitor them.

Paris herself was naturally able to leave the slums, but she could never let go of her group of barely disciplined street fighter boys who followed her around, so she stayed there.

It smells so good~

Paris touched her belly, took another sesame pancake, stuffed some shredded pork with soy sauce, walked a little crookedly, and waved slowly to indicate that she was going home first.

She had grown up in the harsh conditions of the slums, and unless the slums disappeared completely one day, she would always belong there, forever.

…………

The bright moon rises high, with only a few dim stars in the sky, and the lively dinner party will eventually come to an end.

Sister Penosio is cleaning up the things in the yard to ensure that everyone has a fresh and clean morning tomorrow.

After work, the two like to go shopping, go shopping, do gymnastics, and keep in good shape.

The little rich woman Celia, whose only job is to count money, recently complained that she had gained a pound of fat and needed to lose weight, but her little mouth was full of grease from what she had eaten just now.

There was a cool breeze blowing in the yard, and Pinocchio was working on an iron furnace, cleaning out the ashes and remaining materials.

"Bino Xiu, are there any octopus balls left?" Ye Lin went over to help clean up and asked.

"Yes, there is still a pot of hot food that no one eats. Sister Mailu is also fed. This is really rare. Do you want to eat?"

Pinocchio skillfully put the pellets into the paper box, thinking he was not full and handed him a box, and also gave him a tissue to wipe his mouth.

"I've eaten enough myself. I want to send some to the heaven to the little girl and Feiyan."

Although his stomach was almost full, the aroma filled his nostrils. Ye Lin couldn't help but pinch one and praised: "The ingredients are well prepared, and the meatballs are really delicious."

"You are so delicious, pervert! You are such a lolicon!"

Wanzi, who happened to be passing by, touched his round belly and kicked his calf with his black leather boots, his face full of contempt.

Kanina also nodded repeatedly. She was holding the orange cat in her arms, and Luxi was lying on the orange cat's soft fur neck. They both fell asleep and purred.

Well……

Watching Wanzi leave in high spirits, Ye Lin touched his nose and felt a little embarrassed, while Binoxiu suddenly burst into laughter and couldn't help laughing.

"Who is interested in this little bear girl? Forget it, let's clean it up together first."

…………

I sent two boxes of still-warm octopus balls to the palace. Since the duty of the princess in the courtyard is to serve Ali Jie, Feiyan and Raphael were easy to find, but Ali Jie had already fallen asleep.

At first, Raphael didn't care about the deliciousness of the octopus balls, but after tasting the delicious food belonging to the apostle, he was conquered both physically and mentally, and his eyes glowed green.

Wiping her red mouth, Feiyan pushed the last few remaining pills in the box to Raphael:

"I heard that Lindsay found Hailan's private design in the Coast Guard's computer and suspected that it was Herman's legacy."

Her eating posture was very elegant, her red lips pursed, and then only her cheeks moved slightly, but Raphael was bold and tasted like a street skewer.

"Well, after all, no matter how talented Hailan is, when making weapons, it is difficult to allocate the specifications of each part in his mind."

Ye Lin was not surprised by this. Hai Lan was a human being after all, not a god.

But the top-secret blueprints kept by Hailan can further improve the equipment level of the Celestial Army, especially the prototype armor of the Storm Troopers.

Ye Lin finished delivering the food and when he was about to leave, he patted his head again and asked: How is Anton? "

"As usual, you can't sleep there. It's because you need a lot of magic stones. Many mercenaries who are short of money have also applied to move the stones. The speed of clearing the monsters is a bit faster. It's unexpected."

Although the apostles brought terrible disasters, they also brought opportunities for change to the heaven, which made Feiyan feel a little dumbfounded.

…………

Mo Mei, who was standing in front of the floor-length mirror, pinched her waist tentatively. She felt that she had gained a little more muscle because she had not done much physical activity recently.

"I seem to have gained six ounces of weight. It should be for tonight's meal."

He took off a hairpin stuck diagonally on Baozi's head, and used a small comb to comb the dark chestnut hair at the end. A slim-fitting cheongsam with dark lines wrapped around his curvy figure.

Mo Mei lowered her head to comb her twin ponytails, seemingly distracted for a moment, until her soft waist was gently embraced by a pair of arms, and the comb in her hand suddenly trembled.

"Are you in a daze? Didn't you eat enough tonight?"

"No, I'm thinking about the emperor, or in other words, thinking about Qi, what exactly is it?"

After turning around, he took the initiative to lean in and take a peck. Mo Mei lay on his shoulder and enjoyed a moment of peace, her little face delicate and stable.

The bright moon outside the window is bright and cool, but the moon probably doesn't know the answer either.

Mo Mei finally gave up the idea of ​​stubbornly breaking through. She probably needed an opportunity. Her big eyes were watery and very tempting because of her dishonest actions.

Suddenly she rolled her eyes, and as if she mustered up great courage, she put her head close to Ye Lin's ear, breathed like orchid, and murmured: "Brother~brother!"

While sparring with Zhengyi, he punched every time, and Zhengyi punched every time. Ye Lin, who had already won hundreds of rounds, suddenly trembled all over, and there was a mysterious numbness that went from the soles of his feet to the sky. .

"Well, how could you do this? That ghost Tana taught you?"

Ye Lin's voice was a little hoarse, and it was similar to acting. Only Hiatt had worn costumes a few times, and Doris was shouting about his brother.

"A long time ago in heaven, I saw you were so elated when Alijie called her brother, so..."

Mo Mei, who tapped each other with her two index fingers in front of her body, had her twin ponytails swaying, raised her head shyly, and blinked her big eyes pitifully.

He shaved the bridge of her smooth nose, held the twin ponytails she had just combed with both hands, and nodded heavily to show her affirmation of the behavior.

…

"Boss~"

Mo Mei bit her lower lip gently, her knees and arms were numb, and there was a hint of helplessness in her clear eyes.

"There are refrigeration equipment in the room, please cool it down..."

She immediately spat a little. Of course she knew what this man was thinking. The room was cold, but justice was warm.

"Take control of your magic. I don't want to wash my face."