Raising Diary of the Lolita Warrior

I always feel that Emile looks like this, maybe she is cuter than when she grows up...

Charlotte looked at the little girl in her arms, and then at the curvaceous wife sleeping next to her, further confirming this idea.

1.4 m.

When Emile grew to 1.4 meters, they got married.

Waited another 10 minutes.

Emile finally had enough sleep, and opened her eyes with her mouth open.

After returning to the cage, it is usually not long before sleeping. Charlotte carried her to the bathroom to brush her teeth together, and wiped her face with a hot towel. After breakfast, the little girl was fully awake, and she was lively and active again.

After agreeing to play games with her, Charlotte didn't break her promise.

After eating, he plugged the game console into the TV in the living room, and was about to turn it on, when the phone suddenly vibrated twice.

It's Zhao Zhao.

"Charlotte, come out and play, my brother treats you to coffee."

There is nothing to be courteous about, adultery or robbery, Charlotte clicked on Zhao Zhao's profile picture calmly, and sure enough, he just posted a post, and got the ooze monster's wedding limit.

Ah.

The weak.

Charlotte sneered.

Opened the album, picked a wedding photo of himself and Ashdai kissing and sent it.

"Are you still drinking?"

"Stop drinking, coffee is bad for your body."

Zhao Zhao went offline.

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Chapter 326 The actor's self-cultivation

end of may.

In the westernmost part of China, at night, on the Gobi Desert, the starry sky is as ethereal as the sea.

Three tents are set up against the rocks.

Four or five young and strong men gathered around the bonfire. They were all wearing thick black winter clothes, and their bodies were strong. At this moment, they were using the dried meat brought by the flames to soften the meat and make it less cold and gritty.

It is different from the mainland.

Because of the altitude, the temperature here is extremely low, and the nights are as cold as winter.

Originally they had seven off-road vehicles, but they were all destroyed on the way to escape, leaving only one with their last supplies in it. They had just escaped the chase at this moment, and they could use it for about seven or eight hours. to rest.

And the destination...

At least for now, the road is still long.

The few people who stayed outside the tent to warm up were both cooks and sentries, responsible for monitoring the movement of the outside world.

The dried meat gradually emits a fragrance after being roasted with a flame.

Wait until fully baked.

One of the tallest men took out a bag, took out another bag of clean water, and got into one of the tallest tents.

There are seven or eight people crowded in the tent, including middle-aged men, women and children. The faces of these people are slightly similar, and they seem to be from the same family. The one closest to the door is an old man. He is resting with his eyes closed. The skin is shriveled, but there is a sense of calmness and prestige.

The man handed him meat and water and sat down.

"Father, let's eat something."

"How long will our food last?"

The old man opened his eyes, handed the jerky to the child beside him, and asked in a deep voice.

"Five days," the man said, "the dried meat can last for five days, and the water still has three days' share. However, we estimate that it will take seven days to cross the border. The security department's blockade is too tight. These few fruits have already driven them crazy. gone."

"Where are the weapons?"

"Probably three more encounters."

The old man nodded and stopped talking, and the man also fell silent.

There was a moment of silence in the tent.

The old man's name is Yan Song, and the young man's name is Yan Yun.

They are the defectors of the Yan family. Because of the strict arrest of the Ministry of Security, they are heading west all the way, planning to escape into the territory of Asan first.

Along the way, they have encountered no less than [-] waves of blocking, including bomber bombing and rocket bombing. If the fighters hadn't eaten a dragon fruit in advance, it might be very difficult to persist here.

The power of the dragon fruit is indeed powerful, just one can make eleven people reborn.

I'm out of ammunition right now.

They had to stay close to residential areas along the road to resupply.

But once they entered these places, they would be immediately discovered by the security department, and another round of siege would take place.

There is no chance.

The old man pondered for a moment, and finally gave the order.

"Take out three dragon fruits to thaw, let all the fighting elite share the food, and then go to the town to supply. The benefits of the United States are not so easy to get. It is enough to give them two dragon fruits for research. The number of dragon fruits has decreased, and they are even more reluctant. Give up the top combat power of the Yan family."

"Yes."

The man replied excitedly, with fanaticism in his eyes.

There are 11 fighters in total. If you share the dragon fruit, you can eat nearly a quarter of it. The effect is equivalent to washing the scriptures and cutting the marrow.

A quarter of a dragon fruit...

The physique will be doubled again, and the reaction force will also be doubled!

Invincible power!

The man took the order, ran out to take out the dragon fruit from the portable freezer, and summoned all the fighters to eat it.

Power flows quickly throughout the body.

Yan Yun ate half of it himself, and benefited the most, as if reborn from nirvana.

In an instant.

Reborn.

"Is this the power of ancient civilization? If it is given to the United States to develop a method of large-scale planting, who knows how powerful they will be..." Yan Yun looked at his palm and murmured blankly.

This sense of power, this lightness.

incredible.

The current him, even without the use of weapons, is more than enough to fight against an army!

But at this time.

Suddenly, the sound of a car came from the original place, which was very clear next to the wilderness.

Eleven fighters who had just completed their transformation turned their heads and saw that it was a blue Maserati with the shed still open, and the destination seemed to be their camp, with no turning at all.

A sports car with a low chassis rushed out of the Gobi...

The style of painting is wonderful.

The car drove over in a flash, stopped not far away with a scoff, a young man jumped out, and there was a tall woman beside him.

The eleven warriors looked at him blankly.

What style is this.

I ran out of gas halfway and saw a camp, do you want to ask them for help?

"Hello, we are carrying out a military operation. Please leave if you are not involved, or we will shoot you." Yan Yun walked over, took out his ID from his pocket, and shook it at the two of them.

Betrayal is only for power.

The United States can provide a better environment to stimulate the power of dragon fruit.

They were also soldiers who fought for the country, so there is no need, and they will not easily hurt civilians.

But the boy's eyes lit up when he saw the certificate.

"Your name is Yan?"

"?"

Yan Yun hadn't realized that there was nothing to be happy about being named Yan, the boy had already drawn out his dagger, put on a fierce posture, and then pouted at the woman next to him.

"Rhein, take pictures, remember to turn off the beauty face, otherwise it will look fake."

"Oh."

Click, click.

Rhine raised his phone and took a picture of Charlotte and the eleven men.

Rename.

"Charlotte and the Goblin Fight in Blood".

Yan Yun: "..."

Is this a new type of performance art?

Although I don't know what these two people are doing.

But all the knives were taken out, obviously they were not civilians, in order to escape from Huaxia, just kill them.

"Kill them."

Eleven hits two, there is no need to use hot weapons at all.