Evil Spiritist

Lightwing Slater, who is both the belief of the human race and their patron saint, was pushed to the craziest and most critical position early on, and there was no way back.

But it is a pity that many glamorous titles have not been recognized by him. The only thing he recognizes is the belief of the people of the human race, because he is rich in the power of belief. As long as people follow the route he commanded, they may not be brilliant , but there is absolutely no need to worry about walking into a dead end.

Guardian God?

That's Caesar Land and not him Slater.

The one who once contributed all his strength to the chaotic Luoyang continent, calmed down all disharmonious factors among the races... Only he can be called a god.

Guangyi is a high-level human race, and in fact, the spiritual master is also a kind of high-level human race, but Tian's popularity is too poor, and the situation is relatively miserable.

Slater never thought of how great he was, nor how noble he was born, so when he used his recovered strength to cast a silent spell on the man who was courting Situ Tian, ​​Slater didn't feel that he had done anything wrong. wrong.

Just use the most concise and convenient means to get rid of a person who is likely to hinder him from recovering his real body.

The war between light and dark wings has lasted for nearly 50 years. This is also what happened in Caesar's land after he swayed his vitality, so the seeds of peace were not successfully sown in the territory of the human race, and he, the light wing, even During this period, several sensational national battles were provoked.

The human race is warlike in its bones, don't forget that he is also a human race.

He needs the men of his family to be faithful to him until all the rare herbs are gathered and absorbed.

When the man used his spiritual speech ability for the growth of herbs, the life trajectories of the two of them were tightly bound together.

Slater calmly accepted the repeated baptism of the four buns' scornful gazes, which was a piece of cake for him who had been worshiped by different people since he was a child.

"It will be cold if you don't eat any more." When Slater said this, his favorite dishes on the table had been cleared away.

"I knew you weren't that kind!" Si Lang puffed up his cheeks depressedly, wagging his half-grown tail, and took the apple from the boss.

There's only one left... God damn bastard!

"Hehe, I'm very interested in your medicinal herbs." After careful observation and analysis of the situation, the research madman Xiongmao has completely understood the real reason for their sudden transformation.

The person who almost made them unable to stay in this house was the only fifth child who didn't show his true colors in front of men!

Is it intentional or unintentional?

Xiong Mao couldn't judge for a while, but this couldn't stop him from becoming interested in the things planted in Slater's precious flowerpot.

"I don't think you want to get close to those." Slater wiped his mouth with a napkin, ignored the boss's probing eyes, and walked towards the man who was napping by the sofa.

The small palm gently rubbed the man's smooth cheek, "Don't stimulate him again."

The pointy chin and the blue eye sockets all show that the man has not lived comfortably these days. It is very hard to work the night shift, especially from a familiar environment to a strange place. It takes a certain amount of energy.

After careful calculation, the time a man leaves for himself is so small that it can be ignored.

But the only good thing is that since the man knew that four of the five of them were not normal, he no longer clamored to send them to a regular human school.

He did not give up on Slater, the problem was that Slater was not old enough, at most he could go to preschool.

The lip color is very light and the lip shape is perfect.

Slater lowered his head and quietly described the man's facial features with his eyes.

They kissed, still in their original form.

The man who got Guangyi's first kiss is destined to be marked with light... for the rest of his life.

However, the man named Leonard had a very familiar aura.

1785 Autumnal Equinox between Black and Yuan——

The family has lived here for more than three years. The man has been promoted from an ordinary casino dealer to the new front desk foreman, and the original foreman finally got the promotion he dreamed of and became a member of the entire casino. The leader of the floor is also one of the few generals under Hei Di's young master, and his salary has undergone earth-shaking changes.

As for Leonard, who once had good fantasies about his father, after three years of getting along, he once again developed a good impression of his father, and launched a pursuit offensive that could not be ignored at all.

Of course, everyone in the casino didn't think the leader's move was so strange. Maybe this is the gap between the superior leaders and their mortal emotional intelligence. Don't they even have children?Why are you still pretending outside?

At this time, the whole family looked at Slater, who had grown a lot taller, and it wasn't just that he was sent to Xincheng No. [-] Primary School by a man yesterday who gloated.

"Cough... Could it be that Slater's spell has failed?"

"Xiaolong, praise for this reason!"

"Hmm, don't compete with me for beef tonight!"

"Stop dreaming, honey!"

Slater's cold gaze swept over, and the few naughty buns immediately fell silent.

It's not like the young and old in the family are feeling more and more imposing. His originally immature and small facial features are now developing towards perfection and depth.

If it was a normal day, they would definitely slap the table and fight with Slater for a while, which has become one of their pleasures.

But today, no one has such a good interest.

Today is New Year's Eve.

Although Situ Tian asked for leave on purpose to stay at home and cook for them, the hearts of the five buns could not be relaxed no matter what.

They are coming of age...

In the new year, they may enter the ranks of adults every day, which means that the peaceful days are no longer...

And they may have to move again.

"dad."

"Ah?" Situ Tian was worrying about a table of red roses, and lowered his head to meet Slater's sight, "What's the matter, baby?"

"Dad, it's a pity to lose it. Let's make rose cakes."

"Good idea!" Situ Tian smiled and kissed his Xiao Wu, rather than throwing away the delicate and beautiful flowers in full bloom, it would be better to use their mellow fragrance to make delicious pastries.

Being able to speak eloquently and feeding the stomachs of his sons can kill two birds with one stone.

Then the whole family, except Slater, watched the man rush into the kitchen with a bunch of bouquets of flowers in his eyes.

The fourth child was trembling, and the third child had a bad expression on his face, "Oh my God—he wouldn't want to make all, all of these roses, would he?"

"Slater, I hate you - I want meat!"

"Long Chensi, it's time for you to lose weight." Slater stood in the distance and looked critically at a certain one. "Be careful of destroying a villa when you become an adult."

"Labor and management are happy! It's ruined and we just move. Let's go to Shengdi." Long Chensi said staringly, and flipped through a few pages of the almanac.

"The 3rd of next month is suitable for ground-breaking and house-moving. Aww, the auspicious day of the zodiac, which is rare in five years, you must not miss it!"

Shengdi is the only place in the whole continent that has no racial restrictions. It is not under the jurisdiction of any town. Whether you are a human or a dragon, or even some downcast races, the treatment you get in Shengdi is the same. It's the same—equal.

As long as you have the strength, it's OK. Sundi is absolutely not racist.

"Pa-ta", the fourth child was thrown a banana peel by the third child.

"Idiot, it took a lot of effort for Dad to stabilize himself." Si Lang looked at Xiaolong Boy enviously and enviously. It's enviable that the race relationship has been completely broken.

It's a pity that he still has responsibilities to bear on his shoulders. What he couldn't resist from birth made him inexplicably angry.

In the end, the dinner was locked in rose cakes and char siu pork. Although the rose cakes on the table were delicious, the quantity was really overwhelming. Just looking at them made me feel full.

Situ Tian used his speech ability once. The only skill he has cultivated in the past few years is to seal power. Every time he cooks seriously, his chance of speech will increase, but he doesn't have to use up the opportunity immediately and worry about it disappearing. Exhausted.

Words can be superimposed and accumulated until he wants to use his power to make it a reality.

Finally, he is no longer an overly tasteless Goldfinger. Now he can save three meals a day, and he can speak once if he cooks ten meals in three or four consecutive days.

Of course, most of his power was used by him to express his spirit on his sons. God knows whether these strange little guys can't grow up if they feed them randomly.

He has no experience in raising such high-level animals, so he decisively doesn't have much trust in himself.

But why did you make so many rose cakes in one breath today?

Because today is the New Year's Eve and it is about to enter the last day of the New Year, he wanted to give his sons a little surprise, especially the fifth son, who held the flower pots all day long to water and fertilize and wait for them to sprout, making Situ Tian anxious to get angry.

Regarding their respective races, the buns didn't reveal much to Situ Tian.

Situ Tian didn't know anything particularly detailed, but he had a vague premonition...that his son would leave, who and when, he didn't know yet.

So prepare early.

"Everyone sit down and say something about their wishes and expectations for the New Year. They can say anything."

"I want to eat meat every day!" Long Chensi said impatiently.

Si Lang kicked him, "It's really worthless. I hope I can sleep with my dad and kiss every day in the new year!"

Situ Tian=mouth=, "..."

Si Lang happily swallowed a piece of rose cake, oh ho ho ho Slater's face turned dark.

Brat, how could Dad's tofu be given to you alone!

The boss touched the third son's head tenderly, "I hope the little wolf is happy."

Slater broke open the rose cake expressionlessly, and gave half to the man and half to himself, "Gain strength." Then he suddenly noticed that his tone was a bit stiff, and added stiffly, "Protect Dad."

Finally having a more reliable wish, Situ Tian was so moved that he hugged the fifth child, and kissed madly on the cheek.

Although I don't know how much power the words can give Slater, it will definitely be effective.

why?

Of course it's because of protecting Dad or something... This must work!

The fifth child accepted the man's kiss with a calm face, and Si Lang gritted his teeth with hatred.

The most thief in the house is this product!

The man loved the fifth child, and then he set his sights on Xiong Mao, who had been inactive today. He always felt that something was wrong with the child today, "Little cat, tell me, as long as Dad can do it." .”

"Uh... Dad, Dad." Xiong Mao raised his head stiffly, his eyes were empty, and there was a not-so-good-looking smile on the corner of his mouth, and it took him a long time to say a word, "Please take all the wine in the house. I can't see it." Wherever I go, I...maybe..."

"Boom," a clear thunderbolt struck straight towards the villa.

I may be coming of age.

"Booming", there are dark clouds outside the window, and the small animals living near the villa quickly fade away as if they were electrocuted, and the precursor of the earth shaking is nothing more than that. The wind chime disconnected directly, and was dragged into darkness.

"Run..." Xiong Mao restrained his twitching eyelids and yelled at the crowd with a bit of rationality.

The smooth and warm palms have begun to turn into beasts.

Xiong Mao wanted to smile bitterly, he didn't even take a bite of the rose cake, how could he be an adult on an empty stomach?

"Roar—" He grew black and white hair, jumped up from the sofa, and jumped away from the men in the family.

Doing this subconsciously is to not accidentally hurt him by losing his mind.

He didn't worry at all about hurting others. There were quite a few people in the family who were rough and thick and could not be killed, but the only man who gave everything he had for free even though he knew they were not his own, had become a man he would never stop beheading, and he didn't want to cut him off. Open weakness.

He needs this weakness and is willing to protect it.

"Xiao Langyan, protect Dad." When he said this, he could no longer control himself and landed on all fours.

The panda family has a powerful force that other races fear. They live in the deep mountains and have their own vast territory.

The panda clan is very wise and close to demons, and the foreigners are deeply afraid and stay away, let alone occupy or fight against them. They would rather confront the cunning Lich clan than fight with any panda.

However, the clever panda family has a huge shortcoming...they have never been united, let alone emotional.

Of course, this is something they are absolutely unwilling to admit.

Is being cold-blooded a disadvantage?

Huh, what do you think?

Family, love, friendship?

What are those things?Can I eat it?Can you save your life?

unable.

In their eyes, these are deadly poisons.

"Boom", the solid wall was smashed by Xiong Mao's paw.

"Boom!" In the center of the Xiong Mao clan's territory, in a beautiful and gorgeous castle, a man holding a red wine glass and sipping a mellow red liquid raised his brows slightly because of the loud thunder, "Xiong Mao has grown up." , time flies so fast."

"Oh." The other man, who was writing something seriously, paused for a moment.

"Don't say anything? He's your son." The man poured himself some more wine, and unfortunately found that he couldn't see any excitement on the face of the current patriarch.

"What's wrong with the son." What's the matter with the son.

"Tsk tsk, isn't the son the heir?"

"I have more than one son." The man kept writing, with a cold tone, "As long as he doesn't kill me for a day, he is not the real heir.