Everyone Loves Gentle Township [Quick Transmigration]

Now that you have experienced the feeling of staying out of the door, you can imagine the situation Zhiniao is in.Besides, he doesn't have advanced tools to communicate with the outside world, and his daily pleasure is just watching the little monster Ashmon choose nice clothes for him.

He was not allowed to leave this bedroom, and Ashmon had already regarded him as one of his many collections and locked it together with this room.

Ashmon is naive and primitive, primitive because he can't get rid of the natural concept of monsters, and every component that casts it has been kissed by the dark god, just the opposite of Yudmian.

Naive and rebellious are the cruelest, Zhidiao has tried to coax it, but Ashmon has an astonishing persistence in prohibiting him from going out: "You are free in your dreams, why don't you spend more time with me?"

Similarly, Ashmond never gave up the dream of allowing himself to enter Zhidiao.

It didn't know where it heard something like "Think about it every day, dream about it at night", so it changed its hobbies, entangled with Zhitiao day and night, and never left half a step away from him.It has no human morality at all, and only thinks that Zhiniao should be beautifully wrapped, and its white skin is gradually stained with the color of "desire" brought by it-this is something that few Ashmon can see, Zhiniao does not Restoring its usual holy appearance, it is like the rain on a flower branch, teaching it to be moved by God.

It doesn't mind exposing the various hobbies of the monsters in front of Jitori. In its view, this is a kind of teaching, which comes from the teaching of the older monsters to the juniors who will become new monsters.

It's like adult cats will deliberately bring live mice to humans, and then demonstrate how to catch mice on the spot.Although under the influence of the current environment, this tutorial is usually completed with the mouse dolls bought at home.

After the demonstration, Ashmon would even look expectantly at Jitori, waiting for him to respond in the same way.

However, as we all know, humans generally do not directly kill live mice like cats, game warning!

"You didn't eat it again." After another lunch, Ashmon looked at the untouched dish in front of Zhidiao, and expressed his concern sincerely, "You will become my kind in the future, and you will not be able to eat human food. Now You should start to adapt." It has seen many humans who could not accept the living habits of monsters and died soon.

It once mocked the human beings seduced by itself, thinking of immortality, but in the end it couldn't even eat food.Because hunger is getting weaker and weaker, it is not the end of being eaten in the end.

In terms of force and power, Ashmon can perfectly protect its favorite son, but the other party is still visibly thinning.

"You can't do this." It also planned to do a lot of things together with Zhiniao. When it completely occupies this continent, Ashmon thinks that he may become the next Dark God. At that time, it will allow him to share it equally status.

This is still a secret among humans, and monsters will never reveal it easily.

In fact, after the last light-dark war, the two gods both fell, and each left inheritance in the most extreme way.

The so-called "seal" is actually the breathing time that the dark god left for his children.Of course, the Dark God will never be so kind. What he longs for is resurrection, but he still hangs on the nerves of every dark parasite with a glimmer of life.This chance of life is to use one's own will to defeat the opponent at the moment of the resurrection of the previous Dark God.

The victor is king is the eternal truth in Mu Qiang's dark god camp.

It doesn't know how the light god passed it on, maybe it's the same way?

Medusa can't come back, and soon, new monsters will come out to take her place.At that time, the remaining demon kings will push forward their chosen lives to fight for and control the last seat.

Ashmond hoped that the Son would sit there.

It believes that there will never be a life that fits that position more perfectly than the Son, as long as he is willing to fall.

Zhi Bird put down the knife and fork wearily, and didn't care about Ashmon's persuasion: "That's your delusion. If you like me, you should think about my feelings."

Ashmon couldn't understand the difference, humans were too troublesome.It thought, it is better to turn the other party into a monster that is the same as itself as soon as possible, maybe the Holy Son will be able to understand it.

Another endless conversation.

No one can persuade the other.

In this stalemate, another group of people began to move.

In the name of "Don't worry the Holy Son", the people who were thrown into the underground cage by Ashmon recovered after a short period of depression, and Joyle took the role of organizer as a matter of course.

When Ferry heard Joyle say to him, "It's still time for you to play a good role", the whole person has fallen into indescribable panic.He was still frantically contacting his system, trying to understand what was going on, but Joyle overturned the cards in the next second: "Why is it like this, the same thing, aren't you also very good at it?"

"It's not me, I'm..."

"There is no need to explain, your failure is already a foregone conclusion." Joyle took out his previous intimidating appearance in the mall, and analyzed for him word by word, "From now on, what do I want you to do, use points What to change, you just obey, understand?"

Ferry was silent.

[Not just me as a tasker? ]

[Feel sorry. ]

[You don't even tell me? ! ]

[We are for fairness. ]

Joyle quietly watched the change in the man's facial expression, and did not continue until he thought that there was enough time left: "I asked, the end of the mission failure is nothing more than the inability to return, you can still stay in the here."

"You should understand that if you help me now, you will at least have a good life if you stay in the future. If it were someone else, maybe they wouldn't have such a good heart."

Ferry himself also knows that he often has a bad brain, but he can still settle the basic accounts.

A person like him can't participate in the decision-making of the general direction at all. It's just a way of playing too many games for a little bit of petty love, which is really useless in other respects.

But asking him to surrender easily?

Ferry bowed his head and pondered for a moment, then replied: "Okay, I can cooperate with you."

"I don't want cooperation."

Choked, Ferry took a long breath: "It's fine to say anything, but you have to guarantee my life."

"nature."

"There is no evidence for what you say!"

Joyle shrugged: "I'm sorry, but you seem to have only one way to trust me now."

Ferry was tangled in his heart, and Joyle was also struggling with acting skills.The effects of the props produced by the system are quite powerful. As a candidate in the dormitory, he has eaten a lot of indiscriminate AOE attacks from Ferry.Joyle didn't know how much favorability he had reached with the other party. He only knew that if Ferry really had to use the props on him, he might be the one who was countered.

Thinking about it this way, the Holy Son who took priority at the beginning turned out to be the only bug in this game.

Let him think about how to solve this bug...

Wow!

Since Ashmon can hear the poetry every day and night outside the museum, they can also hear it.A few days ago, Ferry counted his fingers every day to figure out when he could reach this height, and even thought about whether he should go back and worship the Son of God as his teacher.

Who knew that today was different from the past, and that he was forced to switch sides so quickly.

He was forced to take out the lip balm that he was reluctant to use, and stuffed it into Joyle's hand: "The props you want can increase your persuasion ability by 100% after use, and the effect is more significant than the brainwashing kit."

Joyle looked at him with disgust: "What are you trading for?"

"A system that seduces men, what else do you expect?" Ferry was not happy anymore, cooperating with him, he was squeezed out, and he would be scolded when he turned his head?He didn't want to take out these cosmetics and jewelry, but his points store was full of these things, what could he do!

"I like to use it, don't need to pull it down," he bought it back with half of the points in the first world, and it will last forever until the cream is used up. He only uses it on his lips four or five times.

Girls' lip balm, everyone knows, rounding up is equal to a tube that can't be used up in a lifetime: "I still feel bad for you!"

Joyle opened the lid of the lipstick, saw the uneven lip marks on it, and wiped it on his mouth with disgust.

Not to mention, the texture is good. It belongs to the type of refreshing and non-greasy upper lip. It is not soft, but after a few seconds of application, you can feel the dryness and fine lines on the mouth have been restored.

Joyle looked at Ferry in astonishment.

"What are you looking at? It's worth the money, do you understand?" His points!

This world is too scary. The innocent and pitiful girl is cheated first of her feelings and then of her points, penniless and then cared about by thieves.But having said that, Ferry had been focusing on Qiu Fei, who thought he was a good strategy player, but he really didn't notice that his roommate was also very good-looking, so he immediately asked the system fellow tasker if he could clear it.

Perhaps there are already two taskers in this game who have revealed their identity cards. This time, Ferry's system responded like this:

[All taskers can attack each other, but please understand that if they are successfully attacked, they will lose the authority of the tasker. ]

At that moment, Ferry seemed to see his own advantage again, but...

[Wait, when you say all taskers, you mean not just the two of us? ]

The system's silence made Ferry also silent, because the system's unspoken words proved one point: even in this world, there are more than just the two taskers.Ferry looked at Joyle, who was sneaking away from the guards of the monsters and whispering to the knights and mages who were arrested together, and re-determined his battle route.

[System, do you know what a demon concubine is a disaster for the country? ] The surrounding scene was reflected in the light brown pupils, and the light from the window came in and fell into his eyes, as if Ferry's eyes were emitting a treacherous light.

In the Han Dynasty, there was a girl named Feiyan, who was light and could do palm dance.

Except for Gongzhong Shanmei, there seems to be no big tricks. Ferry has only watched a little in the previous TV series, and now he compares himself, and seems to have gained a lot of inspiration.

He didn't even think about anything about the Son of the Demon King.The Joyle in front of me is also a quester. Once he wins, according to the hints of the system, the benefits will be the most, maybe even more than NPCs.

He just concentrates on being a tool man, using some props from time to time to improve his favor, not to mention being pampered like Feiyan, at least he doesn't have to worry about his life.

Hey~ He also has a reserve of knowledge in this area, so let's take the crematorium route.Twitch the other party's heartstrings first, but the other party is focused on his career and ignores him, but he doesn't know that his love is deeply rooted, and one day he suddenly realizes it, and comes back crying to beg him for forgiveness.

Ferry thought about it and suddenly wanted to cry. At first, he planned to have a sweet relationship with the gentle and beautiful son as his goal, but later he chose Ashmon to prepare for the route of domination, and now he has to give in to pursue Joyle!

It is too difficult for him to keep the standard lower and lower.

It's just that Fei Rui doesn't think about it. If you want to talk about the "disaster for the country and the demon concubine", there is Zhiniao who enjoys the treatment of the demon concubine above him~