I Am Liked by Non-human Beings and Surrounded by Barrage

"???"

Jia Luo stared dumbfounded at Mr. Ke's freehand graffiti. Those various messy lines were written by a genius.

Her Lady Queen nodded, and said with emotion: "I don't know what you think about it, but in Edie, even the great artists who have left their names in history can't make such paintings."

Upon hearing this, other people came over curiously to have a look.

Fu Jiang also said in a rare tone of praise: "Indeed, it is a work of art."

The Onmyoji girl nodded expressionlessly, expressing her agreement with this point of view.

The female reporter immediately said without hesitation: "Do you want to publish in the newspaper? I will contact you immediately!"

And Fu Jiang's daughter teleported over in an instant, looked at it curiously, and said in surprise: "Master's handwriting!"

Gallo: "..."

Is President Ke really an artistic genius?

He thought about it carefully, and it seems that this is really the case. According to the Cthulhu Mythology, it seems that a group of artists' brainwaves and the sleeping Ke Zong caught up, and then released various shocking works of art, and then... all went crazy up.

After discovering Mr. Ke's artistic talent, it didn't seem to have any impact on ordinary life.

Three days later, it was time for the cheap plane ticket Jia Luo bought.

Galo can finally usher in the Mahler armor and a big spaceship of his own.

Thinking about it carefully, I was a little excited!

Galo only bought air tickets for himself and the queen. One reason is that even if it is a special ticket, the fare from Japan to Ireland is extremely expensive. In order to save money, he only bought two tickets. Another reason That is, this time it was mainly to send Doctor Queen to Qianli Emergency.

Therefore, it is mainly the queen's business, and it is of no use for other people to go.

Two people are enough, a large group of people went over, those who knew they were here to save people, those who didn't know thought they were going to mess things up.

However, after being found out by the female reporter, she immediately stated that she was in the group with Jia Luo at her own expense.

As for the school, this great people's teacher decisively chose to ask for leave.

Jia Luo thought about it, since the female reporter, who is a troublemaker, has followed, it doesn't matter if there are more people, so he was generous once in a while, and invited everyone to travel to Ireland together (except for Yukinoshita, who is a normal person after all. High school students still need to attend classes, and a certain abnormal high school student is no longer in the scope of discussion).

Of course, Jia Luo paid for it, and the female reporter sponsored it.

Mozun and Mr. Ke also brought it, Jia Luo is scared now.

Although these two seem to be a little troublesome to bring on the plane, after all, the queen is there, and the queen can let the airport staff obediently let them pass with a random spell of confusion.

Jia Luo was stunned for a while, and suddenly felt that the queen was tempting him to commit a crime. Fortunately, Jia Luo's moral bottom line is still relatively high, and he was not blinded by fare evasion.

So, a group of messy people boarded the plane and flew to Ireland, which is beautiful, peaceful, peaceful, peaceful and full of natural scenery.

Chapter 530 IX

After all, they were going to appear in public places and places, so they could no longer dress casually like before. Therefore, in order not to attract attention, everyone on the plane changed into more ordinary clothes early on before setting off.

The holy monk put on a black and white suit, with a calm and expressionless face, coupled with a strong and terrifying figure, and bulging muscles, it seemed that a casual movement could tear the clothes.

Not to mention other people, even Jia Luo was stunned when he saw it. The holy monk seemed to be very far away from the monk.

It would be better to say... bald head, suit, either a killer or a bodyguard.

His imposing manner made one feel as if he was about to pull out a black pistol with a silencer from his arms.

And sitting next to the calm and bald man is a petite and lovely little girl. This style of painting is not to mention how strange it looks.

The Onmyoji girl also changed into casual clothes that are more suitable for traveling, a white lace dress, and sandals on her slender and tender feet, making her look cool.

She was holding a book and reading it, but she couldn't read it in her heart.

Seeing the so-called celestial demon transformed into his elder brother who had been dead for many years, and seeing the end of the Onmyoji's thousand-year fate, even Sanwu, who is not expressive like the Onmyoji girl, felt the exhaustion and bewilderment in his heart.

Onmyojis who have worked tremblingly for more than 1000 years will be laid off collectively if they say that they will be laid off collectively, and anyone will be a little confused.

This can also be regarded as a relaxing trip prepared by Jia Luo for the Onmyoji girl.

But in front of the Onmyoji girl, Fu Jiang is very comfortable and elegant.

She folded her legs, flipped through the fashion magazine with one hand, and looked at those beautiful models with a snorting smile on her face.

Although the clothes are well designed, but the model is really unsightly, can you be a model with this kind of beauty?

The policewoman was a little happy in her heart, sitting on the plane, and looking out the porthole from time to time.

"It's not a child anymore, why are you so happy." Fu Jiang's daughter couldn't help asking.

This lazy guy, on the other hand, put on the black eye mask as soon as he got on the plane, and get ready for a beautiful long-distance sleep.

Even she has already decided on the itinerary for getting off the plane. She rests on the plane she came to—rests in the hotel—rests on the plane returning—rests at home. It is very simple and easy.

But because of the policewoman next to her, Fu Jiang's daughter couldn't sleep well, so she couldn't help but put on the blindfold and turned her head in the direction of the policewoman.

"This is Ireland. The farthest I've ever been was on a school trip, and I've only been to Okinawa." The policewoman turned her head, sat up slightly, and put her hands on her lap, not to mention how excited she was.

Although some of Japan's school leave trips have begun to go abroad, but her unlucky school has never only gone to Okinawa.

Jia Luo, who was sitting on the other side, had sharper ears and heard the word Okinawa.

Suddenly a name popped up in my mind, and I read it out:

"Okinawa Lolita..."

And it's not just him, even the barrage in front of him has been swiped. This is the so-called reputation being tired, obviously Okinawa is just an ordinary place.

"Ok?"

The queen, who was looking at the scenery outside the porthole, heard Jia Luo inexplicably talking to herself, and turned to look at Jia Luo in a strange way:

"Okinawa Lolita, what is that?"

"It's nothing, I just said it casually." Jia Luo smiled awkwardly, immediately changed the subject, and asked Her Lady Queen how she felt about the plane experience, "How does it feel to sit in the plane?"

The queen smiled slightly: "It's amazing."

Although it is a very low-level flight structure, the queen can understand the principle and structure of the operation with a glance, but the spark of wisdom always makes her feel the miracle of life.

"Although it is a bit slow, the thrust of the engine is too low. It would be better if anti-gravity technology could be used."

"Forehead……"

Jia Luo looked speechless.

The technology you said is too high-end, right? But, my lord queen, you are also a great wizard and a monarch in a feudal society. Can you stop talking about these technical words that don't match your style of painting?

"However, this level of technology is good as an enlightenment."

Her Lady Queen thought for a moment, then smiled and said.

"Edie, at the current rate of development, 50 years should be enough for this kind of technology."

50 years from the level of development in the Middle Ages, running and sprinting to modern times to build airplanes?

Damn, Jia Luo was a little stunned, how many lessons have you taught them, Your Lady Queen, won't you be exhausted to death?

Having said that, Jia Luo looked around at the surrounding plane passengers with some doubts. No one had anything to say when he and the queen hit the second time.

Soon, he figured it out, this should also be Her Lady Queen's method.

You can do whatever you want with magic.

Unfortunately, he just won't.

Jia Luo chatted with Her Lady Queen for a while.

Mr. Ke, on the other hand, wandered freely in the sky above the cabin. Anyway, there was the queen's magic, and ordinary people couldn't see it, so Jia Luo didn't bother to care about it.

It approached from time to time, next to the passengers on the plane, watching them curiously doing some strange things.

Looking at these novel things around, he was startled from time to time, and happily returned to Jia Luo, talking about this thing.

Among these people, Jing Jing unexpectedly turned out to be a female reporter.

She didn't make trouble with them from the beginning to the end, and she has been writing seriously.

Jia Luo and the queen were almost chatting, so he looked at the female reporter and thought: She has contributed a lot to being able to have so many people come out to play together this time. It feels very generous.

Jia Luo spoke to the female reporter in a rare and gentle tone: "Shemingwan! I'm busy writing a manuscript, it looks very hard!"

"Oh, it's okay, if you like this job, I don't think..." The female reporter was stunned for a moment, then raised her head in surprise, and stopped her movements, "Hey, you are so gentle all of a sudden, I... feel a little uncomfortable Get used to it."

Although it sounds like bragging, this should be the attitude that a normal man should have towards her, but...

The female reporter smacked her mouth, and this feeling was shown on Jia Luo's face. Why did she feel so strange?

Goosebumps are about to rise.

The smile on Jia Luo's face remained unchanged:

"I should. After all, I still want to thank you for paying this time. It cost you money."

The female reporter suddenly realized, smiled and said casually: "Actually, it didn't cost much. Do you know that the shopping mall near your house had an anniversary celebration before, and there was a lottery. I won the prize and went to Ireland for four."

Jia Luo's face immediately turned black, who is going to kill this European.

There is nothing to say in the next time, just take the plane slowly.

But speaking of Europeans, Jia Luo did not expect that he would suddenly be accosted by a little European girl next to the plane.

"Are you Asian, and you also came to Ireland for tourism?"

The little European girl was probably bored, so she tried to chat with Jia Luo who was closer to her.

"Yeah." Jia Luo wanted to cling to the European spirit of Europeans, so he chatted with her.

Don't ask why you don't have the European spirit of the female reporter, it's really because the latter's European spirit has become evil, and any Taoist priest who comes here will come to kill demons and demons.

And chatting with Europeans, maybe you can increase your knowledge of Ireland...

"Ireland, it's actually my first time here."

The little European girl smiled.

"Aren't you European? Why is this your first time in Ireland?" Jia Luo was confused.