Liver Emperor's Otome Love Game

Although most of the dust in the air had dissipated, it was not enough for Gean to see Giotto's face clearly.

The reason Ge'an was able to recognize Giotto immediately was because he saw three groups of red-orange flames flickering in the dust mist.

There is no one other than Giotto for such an iconic flame.

So Ge'an called out the man's name quite confidently, with a hint of obvious joy and joy in his tone.

[Giotto Favorability: 61. 】

After hearing the girl's call, the slender blond man strode towards Ge'an with firm strides.

After breaking through the layers of dust and mist, the moment he saw the girl again, he grabbed her slender and white wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Ge'an's chin rested on his warm neck, and their ears and temples rubbed against each other almost intimately.

What lingered at the tip of his nose was his usual warm and pleasant woody aroma, and the soft golden hair tickled Gean a little.

The Flame of the Great Space in Giotto's hand was burning.But the wrist he had gripped Ge'an just now was gripping her shoulder tightly again.

The flames used to deal with the enemy were strong and excited, but for Gian it was so comfortable that one wanted to sleep, just like Giotto himself was so gentle.

The tongue of fire carefully licked Ge'an's skin surface, only allowing Ge'an to feel the appropriate warmth, and it would not burn her like the flames of Xanxus.

"Uh..." Ge'an just opened his mouth to greet Giotto, wanting to ask why he appeared here, but was suddenly confused by the sudden hug.

Eh?Eh?

Ge'an remembered that Elena had told her when she just woke up.

When she passed out at the Jones family dinner, Giotto, who is so calm and unflappable in the face of any situation, was also terrified.

I just remember what Elena said at the time.

"Don't look at him smiling like he can do everything well. But Giotto has always been like this. If his partner around him loses an extra hair, he will feel that he has not done well."

Ge'an, who was sitting on the hospital bed, was thinking at the time, if this is the case, how much impact will Elena's death have on Giotto.

Ge'an was hugged tightly by the tall blond man, his eyes darkened, and he always felt as if he had been creating emotional panic for the leader.

Obviously whether she fainted or was taken away was her own problem.

He shouldn't always be so frightened for himself.

So Ge An took the initiative to stretch out his arms, encircling the golden furry head.

This time it was the man's turn to be stunned.

Like treating a child, Ge'an gently stroked the little golden fox's fur over and over again.

Today's little fox is a wounded little fox who needs comfort.

Ge'an coaxed him softly while reciprocating: "It's okay, I'm fine!"

This move was obviously very effective, but after a few strokes, Giotto's arms, which were tightly imprisoning her like vines, gradually loosened.

[Giotto Favorability: 62. 】

"Don't worry at all, Giotto."

Seeing that the momentum was just right, Gean continued to give Giotto a reassurance.

"I'm very strong, not to mention Mr. Arnold is here!"

"Uh..." Giotto seemed to suddenly think of something when he heard Arnold's name.

He turned his head to look at Yun Shou, who was standing not far away, watching his boss's vulnerable side with expressionless eyes.

After Arnold received the sight of his own boss, he looked away coldly.

It was rare to spit out two words in front of Giotto: "Shame."

These two words pierced Giotto's heart like two sharp arrows.

Ge'an could see Giotto spat out a mouthful of air and blood while clutching his heart.

The girl saw that she had finally put together the little heart that had just been broken by the little fox, and Arnold came up to repair it twice.

Hastily tugged on Giotto's sleeve to divert the man's attention.

"Um, Giotto, is Elena safe?"

The girl looked up at the man, her black eyes filled with broken diamonds were full of concerns and inquiries.

Giotto thought of Elena's furious appearance of scolding Arnold all the time after seeing him, wishing to tear him apart, frowned helplessly and said with a helpless smile: "Well, it's quite energetic."

"But how did Giotto find it here?"

Giotto's answer was much easier this time: "It's very simple, Arnold has marked all the way."

Arnold left a tiny cloud of flames on the car's tires before setting off.

Clouds proliferate indefinitely.

Therefore, wherever the car passes, it will leave a very thin line of fire composed of purple flames.

The purple flames have the attributes of clouds, and they seem to be in a state of nothingness, and it's nightfall again.

So it is more difficult for people to find out.

But it is difficult for people to find out, but it does not mean that no one will find out.

After Giotto discovered the cloud-attribute flames hidden in the grass, he immediately flew over like a rocket, breathing fire with both hands, before anyone else had time to take care of it.

"Uh..." Ge'an was startled, for a moment he didn't know whether to praise Arnold or Giotto.

When Ge'an marveled at how well these two cooperated, Arnold spoke again.

"too slow……"

The little fox, who had proudly pricked up his ears just now under Ge'an's praise, immediately drooped his ears and said aggrievedly, "I'm sorry."

Ge'an can't stand it anymore, you are clearly the leader, why are you still being scolded by your subordinates.

The girl hurriedly protected the little fox behind her with full motherhood, and said to Arnold: "Sir, don't bully him like this all the time!"

"Uh..." Arnold looked at Giotto behind Ge'an who said it's okay with a moved face, and rolled his eyes.

In my heart, I just feel that the IQ of this girl who was online just now has been eaten by dogs.

If Giotto was really so glassy and vulnerable, he would have been beaten to death in the Italian mafia.

The thick black with a smile on his face is the evaluation of Giotto, a rising star by some older mafia leaders who are very accurate.

Looking at the girl who was still coaxing the little fox, Arnold became more and more angry.

He hadn't felt this tightness in his chest for a long time.

This feeling was strange and wonderful, he couldn't put it into words, he only knew that he didn't like it.

Therefore, the guardian of the cloud, who had nowhere to vent, attacked the huge iron can in front of him with the handcuffs burning with cloud attribute flames.

But it is still scraping.

more angry...

There is a saying that a coquettish man is the best luck.

If Arnold can act like a baby like Giotto, his emotions can be well relieved.

It's a pity he won't.

Arnold's aggressive behavior caught Ge'an's attention.

Ge'an looked at the iron can that was attacked again, and squinted at the blood volume.

Good man, Arnold's furious crit only left a small dent in the tin can.

[Health Volume: 9997231/9999999]

Ge An silently calculated in his heart.

His Dark Night Aurora Denglong Sword can hit 9999 critical strikes with one strike.

And the impenetrable tin can in front of me has 9999999.

If you simply divide it, you can wipe it out at most a thousand times.

Great!

certainly not!

One thousand times, one thousand times of cutting can cut off its blood volume. Is this quality really scientific in this era?

Why did the boss of this pharmaceutical factory choose to produce banned drugs instead of selling jars? He would definitely make a fortune!

And isn't this just a broken jar, where do you want to put the scraps that were killed by a knife.

This blood volume is actually worth a thousand crumbs, damn it.

Onimai Tsuji, who stayed alone in his luggage, sneezed.

From the bottom of his heart, Ge'an felt unbalanced because of the shavings, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but crazily raised, and he would tell him the good news when he got back.

She coolly and handsomely took out her Dark Night Aurora Climbing Dragon Sword that exudes rainbow light.

Like a shining radiant female swordsman, she holds up a large radiant and colorful sword with both hands.

Under the gaze of Giotto and Arnold, he slashed towards the huge medicine jar.

The dazzling brilliance receded, but the tin can still stood intact.

It's just that there is a deeper mark on its body.However, the marks Ge'an made were obviously much deeper than the marks made by Arnold.

Although the little girl with the big sword in her hand didn't say anything, she only raised her eyebrows and glanced at the light-blond man.

It once again aroused the man's desire to win.

The head-to-head ratio just now ended in a draw, and now is the real decisive battle, which is about to start!

"Ola Ora Ora!"

Ge'an's attack was fiery.

"Uh..." Arnold's battlefield was silent.

Giotto looked at the childish behavior of the two children who kept scraping the tin can in front of him, and couldn't help feeling a little funny for a while.

Although the big sword that Ge'an suddenly pulled out surprised him, but his partners have always had abilities or talents that are different from ordinary people, and it is not surprising that they have seen many of them.

But he still rarely sees this side of Arnold whose emotions are so obvious.

The two people who were tireless engaged in a scraping competition for a long time, and the iron pot was still standing still, but there were many wounds on the body of the pot.

"Uh..." Giotto pressed his index finger knuckles to his mouth, blinked as if thinking of something.

Then, like a big parent, he stretched out his arms and held down the heads of the two bear children one by one.

"Huh?" Ge'an turned to look at the blond man behind him.

Arnold also looked back, seemingly dissatisfied that the duel was interrupted.

"I said..."

Giotto scratched his face and hesitated: "Can't Arnold's flames proliferate?"

Ge'an frowned, realizing that things didn't seem simple.

"So, Arnold just needs to attach the flames to Ge'an's weapon."

"It can increase the attack power infinitely..."

Giotto's voice became smaller and smaller in the eyes of Ge'an, why didn't you say it earlier, and finally became silent: "I'm sorry."

The lone floating cloud is obviously not willing to cooperate with this act.

Giotto, who has always been very good at dealing with him, has been coaxing him for a long time without success.

Until the girl who couldn't stand watching from the side murmured inadvertently: "I really want to see that powerful power."

So when Ge'an came back to her senses, she found that she had turned into a sandwich biscuit.

"what happened?"

Ge'an first looked at his own hands that were holding the Dark Ye Aurora Denglong Sword.

At this moment, his soft and white hands are being wrapped together by two pairs of big hands, one left and one right.

Gean turned his head to look at Giotto, the owner of the hands on the left.

Giotto gave Ge'an a reassuring smile: "Don't worry, it will be successful."

Ge'an turned his head to look at the owner of the hands on the right, Arnold.

Arnold's gray-blue eyes glanced at her lightly, then turned his gaze to the target: "It's about to start."

As soon as the words fell, the two pairs of big hands simultaneously ignited orange and purple flames.

The infinitely expanding purple flames poured into Ge'an's radiant zigzag sword like a powerful catalyst.

The red-orange flames combined the sword with the cloud-attributed flames with harmonious power, and unleashed the already powerful power to its fullest potential.

Ge'an felt that the hilt of the sword under his hand was burning hot, and the sharp edge of the sword made a sharp sword sound, as if it was shouting freely.

The sword body, which was originally just like a fluorescent stick, became brighter and brighter, as if a kilowatt light bulb was so dazzling that it was about to burst.

The surrounding airflow seems to be gathering together for this powerful force.

When Ge'an held up the powerful Dark Night Aurora Climbing Dragon Sword again, the blade was no longer rainbow-colored.

With a sword strike, it only shone with dazzling purple and orange light.

Destruction is silent at first.

A small hole was broken in the thick protective shell, and then the dense cracks like a spider web exploded in an instant.

A large amount of hot dust leaked from the broken iron can, before being swallowed by the dust.

Having learned from the past, Ge'an immediately took out the dark night armor in her carry-on bag, so she didn't get choked.

But the dense dust blocked Ge'an's vision.

She groped and shouted for a while in the milky white mist, but neither Giotto nor Arnold got a response.

Almost almost thought that he had crossed again.

Fortunately, the fog dissipated quickly, and within a few minutes, the vision became clear again.

Then Ge'an saw the two men who had fainted on the ground.

She rushed forward to frantically slap their cheeks and pinch them.

When they finally opened their misty eyes, they saw the anxious and worried appearance of the girl.

Ge An breathed a sigh of relief.

But she was still worried, and asked cautiously: "How is it? What's wrong..."

Suddenly, Ge'an's question was interrupted by the system prompt in his mind.

[Giotto Favorability: 100. (grey)】

[Arnold favorability: 100. (grey)】

"Clam??"