Otaku's Girl Comics Struggle

There are still some people walking around sparsely outside the towering city walls. The war is going on, but the people's life cannot stop here, and work, food and housing still have to continue.Suddenly, the path covered by clusters of grass and trees raised waves of sand and dust. After the dust passed, it was vaguely discernible that a fast horse was rushing towards the palace carrying a famous messenger.

"Your Majesty!! The people sent to spy on the situation in Egypt are back soon!" Chikley's freckled face flushed red with anxiety.The situation is indeed not optimistic. As soon as Chikeli’s words fell, the messenger came to Kailu, knelt down and said anxiously: “Report! Pharaoh Horem Befu of Egypt has led an army from Thebes, heading north. On the way, troops from all over Egypt were assembled, and the final strength, conservatively estimated to be more than [-]!!"

"Twenty thousand!?" Everyone was speechless.

The only one who was not surprised seemed to be Xishui.First, he still remembered the plot of the last battle. The figure of [-] was expected; Wan, in his conception, is just a vague and unimpressive statistic—only one or two universities in size.Sure enough, in any country, in any era, China's human-sea warfare is the most powerful weapon in the world... Just in Xishui, I keep thinking about China's various "sparrow warfare" and "landmine warfare" with supreme strategic advantages. During the "Tunnel War" and "Tunnel War", Kailu was already mentally prepared.I saw him wave his long arm: "You guys convey my order to the whole empire and all the vassal states!" The long cloak seemed to feel the master's aura, restless and restless, with the hair fluttering, the man's gestures showed the king Domineering: "Only the garrison is left in each city! All three armies including infantry, archers, and chariots—all gather in Ugarit!"

"Yes!!!" All voices shouted, all hearts were one word, all thoughts were in unison.

War is imminent, but victory is imminent.At least Xi Shui was so sure in his heart.

"Dite."

Glancing at the things in Yier's hands, Xi Shui felt that this guy really deserved to be the most sinister villain in the empire.In the blink of an eye, thousands of guesses had already jumped in Xishui's mind, so he calmly and resolutely determined that he had auditory hallucinations.In the end, Clerk Yier just grabbed Xi Shui's one-piece sweatshirt expressionlessly: "Take it."

"Il," Xi Shui sternly said, "Since we have known each other for many years and we have been friends in times of need, can you..." Don't be so old-fashioned.

"It's an honor." Il answered in a serious and dignified manner.

Go to your glory, why don't you go to the glory, you, you just go to the martyr, that's even more glorious, Nima.

"What if I lose it?" Xi Shui didn't think his personality credibility was so high.

"I won't lose it."

of course not.What the hell are you cheating on me?Others don't know, but I still don't know!This is a fake, a fake!What's the matter with that hard lump protruding from your chest, huh?Nima, I just let Lao Tzu be the first bird to be beaten hard!

"You're sure!" Xi Shui sneered bitterly: "I'm curious, Il, where did your confidence come from?" For a half-grown boy, it was really used thoroughly enough.

With a strange smile, Yi Er stared at Xi Shui for a long time, but didn't speak - but the hand holding the box never showed any intention of taking it back.

"..." Xi Shui pursed his lips, and put the box away with a "snap".

Forget it, cannibalism is soft.Just be careful, you might not meet that guy anyway.What's a bit annoying is that once the clay is broken like in the story, even if it's not the real thing, but the thing was destroyed in my own hands, I can't say that there is no responsibility at all. A sense of loss" must also be present.The more critical point is that even though he already knew that it was true that Il put the real thing in his chest pocket in the original book, what if he didn't?That in case is called a fucking disaster.

After coming here, Xishui has fully realized the sad reminder that "it is better to have no books than to believe in books", so no matter what the facts he knows, since the things are in his hands, he must do his best to ensure the smooth completion of the task .

This is a matter of principle.

What a test of God's acting skills.

Theoretically speaking, at this time, Ulussi's black-bellied priest should have drugged a certain female official, and was preparing to let this female official, who seemed to be quite vigilant in Xishui's view, carry out conspiracy and sabotage.Originally, according to Xi Shui's plan, there was no need to worry too much about female officials, that was what Yi Er should worry about.Then no one has said that his battlefield is not only to swing the sword to kill the enemy, so it should be established that behind every successful emperor, there must be an insidious clerk.For example, now, the person behind the successful emperor has successfully grafted danger onto Xishui, the sad child.

It's vicious enough.

Because compared to Mr. Secretary's bedroom, as a servant, Xishui's site defense is naturally much weaker - at least the entry and exit of ordinary people cannot be called suspicious - after all, in fact, his bedroom is indeed nothing to worry about. It is worthy of martial law. Besides, apart from the top few big figures in important positions, small people like them have always been able to get along with each other casually.It's normal to walk around when you have time or not. It's hard to say that if you meet one or two people sneaking out of it, they just happen to be suspicious people-people still think you are suspicious, and it's not that you are always mysterious. what?

It is very good to use the storage method in Yier's previous original work, but Xishui's own living conditions are really limited, and there is no way to make such an exquisite arrangement.And Xishui's little habits are not very good, generally valuable things, as long as they are placed ten meters away from him, he will feel uncomfortable.I remember when he was young, the night when his mother finally agreed to keep the New Year’s money booklet that had been saved for several years for him. After he had tossed about all the corners of the whole family, he finally decided to give it to him, which represented the beautiful material wishes of all the ignorant years. Precious passbook - pressed under the pillow - and then sleep peacefully.

So... After much deliberation, Xi Shui, who had been rolling around in the room all morning, decided to take it with him.Since he, the villainous Yier, can hang that heavy and hard thing on his chest, why can't he, Qian Xishui, also hang it as a decoration?Therefore, Xishui, who thought of doing it, immediately asked the uncle in charge of logistics for a small leather bag of very high quality, put the leather rope through it, ironed the edges with a torch, and strung it around his neck.

Well, Xi Shui tried to jump, thump, thump, hit that, it made his stomach hurt-but it was better than egg pain.Touching a small bag protruding from his chest and nodding, Xi Shui felt relieved.

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Happy Lantern Festival!

I want to watch lanterns, but there are so many people... I want to eat snacks, but there are too many people... I want to watch fireworks, but there are still many people.

All of this makes the house girl's feelings so embarrassing...

The end of the year is very strong... all kinds of signs of corruption continue to spread...

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