"This is the rhythm of calling someone at the same table when you see someone familiar!"

"You are beautiful, I have decided, you are my deskmate!"

"233, the imperial tablemate is okay!"

……

"Uh, is it weird to have two deskmates? I'm not sitting against the wall..."

Gallo was speechless.

Of course, this deskmate is not the previous deskmate. That deskmate seems to be in charge of camp security, so he didn't participate in this battle and is still in the camp.

Therefore, it is not surprising to have two deskmates.

"Alas?"

After pouring like this for a while, Jia Luo suddenly let out a soft beep, and he found another classmate...

Looking carefully, Jia Luo was surprised to find that there seemed to be many classmates mixed among these people.

"This……"

Jia Luo was even more stunned immediately.

"Fuck, my class is hell, so many people are in cults..."

Jia Luo complained in a low voice.

Scarlet letter: "No, isn't it even more surprising that they joined a cult founded by the children of their classmates? Fate, it's amazing!"

Jia Luo thought about it, Yuan... is indeed a bit wonderful.

Audience gentlemen are also filled with emotion:

"Who would have thought that there would happen to be a cultist in a class, and a god-mother whom the cultist believes in!"

"This class is in another world, it's really awesome!"

"A class of heretics is okay, 233"

"A God damn, a group of fanatical believers, tsk tsk, awesome!"

"I suddenly felt that as long as the protagonist works harder, he can turn the school into his den of thieves..."

"Is it the headquarters of the cult? It's a bit powerful, 233"

"The protagonist's home has become the home of the evil forces, and now his study has become the lair of the evil sect... Isn't the protagonist really a villain?"

"Wow, this is the story of the growth of the villain boss!"

"It's really frightening to say that!"

"Mother of the evil god, no one will believe you if you tell me you're not a villain, hahahaha"

"Oh, mother of evil gods, this style sounds a bit high!"

"666"

……

"What the hell is the mother of the evil god, shit, let's change to the father of the evil god..."

Jia Luo looked up at the sky and retorted weakly.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed that the three people looked at him strangely before they could react.

"Why are you staring blankly, didn't you say to pour this into their mouths!"

He was a little speechless, and felt that the reaction of these three people was too slow!

I didn't know how unnatural it was to pour an unknown liquid into the mouth of a comatose girl...

The short-haired girl was stunned, and pointed to the bucket next to Jia Luo: "What is that?"

Jia Luo was just about to answer Panacea, but then he thought that such a fairy-tale title is a little bit like the mother of the evil god... Bah, I was misled by those audience masters, it should be because it doesn't match the painting style of the father of the evil god .

He changed his words without a trace: "Holy water!"

The three girls couldn't turn their minds around for a while, and some couldn't keep up with Ke Zong's mother's rhythm.

"Holy water?"

"Bring a ladle to scoop?"

"Still pouring?"

The three girls said dumbfoundedly, just like playing Solitaire.

"What's so strange about pouring holy water?" Jia Luo looked at them with some puzzlement while pouring holy water on his tablemate.

Having said that, he suddenly noticed in surprise that he seemed to have accidentally overfed his deskmate...

Well, let's drink more, at least it's the same table, even if it's a fate practiced in the previous life, maybe drinking more of this elixir is good for your health!

Thinking of this, Jia Luo cheerfully poured a few more ladles on the tablemate again, pressed her stomach as if it was a little bulging, and then stopped.

Start feeding the next person.

Seeing that this seemed to be another classmate, Jia Luo felt that he couldn't favor one person over another, so he poured a few more scoops.

"..."

The girls were silent.

Um, the holy water poured in buckets and ladles, most people will feel that the painting style is strange after seeing it, right? !

Under Jia Luo's repeated urging, they had no choice but to come and help.

The girl with long black hair secretly whispered to her friends: "This goddamn, seems like a good person!"

"Good guy?" The short-haired girl was a little confused, "Where did you know that?"

"Look, didn't he return the holy water to the fainted person!" The girl with long black hair nodded, and her perception of Jia Luo changed a little.

"I think he's weird..." the short-haired girl shrugged.

The girl with wavy hair opened her mouth. Originally, she wanted to ask you, don’t you wonder why these believers are dizzy?

But after thinking about it, I gave up.

It took a lot of effort for everyone to finish filling, but fortunately, it was finally done.

After finishing Jia Luo here, I finally have time to take a look at Mr. Ke.

At this moment, Mr. Ke was no longer rolled into a ball, and it was placed on a protruding stone.

However, those two black beads still shy away from looking at themselves.

Ke always made so many things, and Galo felt that it was the lack of basic education.

Although it is told that it cannot eat people or other creatures, it still lacks some common sense of society.

Even if Jia Luo didn't plan to train Mr. Ke to be an excellent five-bar team leader, he couldn't let him grow into a brat.

It seems that after going back, preschool education is urgent!

As for letting Mr. Ke go to school, it is impossible. He can only rely on tutoring, that is to say, he can only rely on Jia Luo himself.

Jia Luo thought so heavily in his heart.

……

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Author's message:

PS1, about the last debt, although I want to pay it off this month

However, because there are too many things to be busy this month, I need to start saving manuscripts

Therefore, it is really more than enough to add more or something!

Chapter 350 Six Ke Zong's Family Education

"Mr. Ke..."

Walking in front of Mr. Ke, Jia Luo took a deep breath and wanted to say something with a serious expression.

"Ugh..."

Who knew that as soon as he opened his mouth, Mr. Ke called out pitifully.

It looked very pitiful, like a harmless little thing to humans and animals.

"Mama... don't... me..."

Poor Mr. Ke seemed to be crying, shrugging his head, and his tentacles were listlessly slumped on the ground.

I don't know if the green ones are tears, but gushing out from the small black beads, Jia Luo suddenly turned pale with fright, and he didn't say anything!

"I made Ma Ma angry... Ma Ma doesn't want me anymore..."

Mr. Ke was weeping the green tears that ordinary people looked at with horror, while talking in a crying voice.

Jia Luo was stunned for a while, and then he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He was angry at Mr. Ke who suddenly ran out and caused so many troubles outside, but when did he say he didn't want it.

In fact, Mr. Ke is still afraid of Ma Ma's reprimand. To be honest, the current Mr. Ke can't understand why he is afraid of Jia Luo, but he just feels scared.

Rebuking is tantamount to making people angry.

Being angry is tantamount to hating it.

If Ma Ma hates it, it means not wanting it.

Although it is difficult to say that there must be any relationship between them, and Ke Zong's intelligence is only at the level of ordinary human children, it is also difficult for him to draw such a conclusion seriously through logic.

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