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Chapter 457 The Story of Half a Roast Chicken



A few more days passed, and just like the original work, Shrek Academy finally settled in Lanba Academy.

At the same time, Lanba Academy was renamed Shrek.

One day a few days later, Tilapia held the baby in her arms like an eggplant battered by frost, and carefully handed it over to Ah Rou.

"Her true body is a grass. She died once and grew back into a hundred thousand year old soul beast.

Now I'm incarnate and I'll leave it to you to take care of." He solemnly handed the blue-haired little Lolita in his arms to Arou, and Tilapia turned around and left the Shanhe Sheji Tu.

What was sown was grass, and I wanted to reap the harvest of a young woman, but I didn't expect that it would be a little bean sprout, which was outrageous.

However, unlike Tang San's resurrection, it would not be a bad idea to let her reach a hundred thousand years and then transform again.

That is, from now on, Ah Rou and Tang San will have no relationship at all except for being close by blood.

Although I'm a little disappointed, it's just that I've lost something and gained something in the east.

After returning to the room and not coming out for a few days, Tilapia stretched out and slowly opened the window to ventilate the room.

Holding on to the window sill, he looked outside and saw Se Baqi scanning Tiandou City again.

"Eh...?"

Amidst the excitement, two men at the door of their house who looked at the door from time to time attracted someone's attention.

The two men were both young and wore the same style of clothing without any disguise.

"It's interesting. It seems that someone has been looking for me in the past few days since I entered the Shanhe Sheji Tu." He leaned his chin and said to himself, and the tilapia jumped down from the window, falling to the ground like feathers.

The courtyard door creaked open.

The first time the courtyard door opened, it was obvious that the two men were in a daze, and then looked surprised.

"Our people have been guarding the door. When did this man come home?"

Shaking his head, the other man guessed: "The other person is a soul master. He must have climbed over the wall to get home."

As they spoke, the two quickly separated.

One person walked away, and the other followed secretly behind Tilapia.

Sensing everything and not detecting any malice from the other party, Luo just let it go.

Two men who are obviously not twins wear the same clothes. They are either school uniforms, sect uniforms, or members of the same organization.

No matter which one, to him it is nothing more than the spice of life.

There is no way, who made the current world a fantasy sewer.

If it were a world where everything would be destroyed if they disagreed, even a tilapia would not dare to be so arrogant.

The fantasy sewer's force is low, but it also has advantages.

That is, while this world respects the strong, there are no truly strong people who can do whatever they want after traveling through time.

The strong are respected. As long as you are strong enough, no matter how evil you are, there will be people who recognize your strength and are willing to worship you.

There is no truly strong person. It goes without saying that you are the strongest. You don’t have to worry about being too loud or an old monster popping up out of nowhere to cause trouble.

For example, let's take the tomb of gods as an example. No one knows which person lying in the coffin is a heaven-level powerhouse.

No one knows whether a skull that accidentally stepped on would turn out to be a fierce man waving flags and shouting in legend.

Others cheered the most by waving flags and shouting, but she waved flags and shouted, and she directly covered half of the starry sky.

Even the old man guarding the tomb is a master of the old monster level.

If he now has the strength to go to the God's Tomb, Mr. Luo has only one principle: "Stay there, stay there, stay there, and go home as soon as you encounter danger."

Damn it, if you have nothing for eternity, your own age will really separate you from your original self."

I have lived in Tiandou City for a while, and lived there for a while ten years ago, so I know a little bit about this place.

After many twists and turns, we finally came to a nice little restaurant.

The store is not big, but it is clean.

It was not lunch time and there was no one inside, so Tilapia just found a table and sat down.

"Waiter... two roast chickens..." Holding the menu, Tilapia ordered more than twenty dishes in one go under the smiling waiter's gaze.

There are three plates of vegetarian dishes, and the rest are all meat dishes.

I was impressed by the tilapia waitress, so I laughed and took note of the order.

"Mr. Luo, how many days have you not been here?" The waiter asked with a smile after putting away the order.

"Well, I've been away for a few days, and I just came back to Tiandou City and came here to eat." He smiled and chatted with the waitress, who ran to place an order, while Tilapia gently brushed his wrist with his hand.

Suddenly, a furry little pink fox with lively eyes appeared on the dining table in front of him.

The moment the little fox appeared, he immediately turned his little head to look at the surrounding environment.

Finally, his eyes were fixed on his own shit-shocking officer.

His eyes moved, and he jumped directly onto the shoulders of the shit shovel officer.

She sniffed the tilapia's neck with her tender little nose, confirming that it was her royal poop shovel, and then she lay down on her own throne with peace of mind.

"Haha" smiled and tapped the tip of the little fox's nose. The tilapia liked the little guy more and more.

Smart, smart, and can act coquettishly towards herself from time to time.

If it hadn't been tested with beast control skills and confirmed that the opponent was just a vixen less than a hundred years old, Luo and others would have wanted to guess whether this little guy was a seriously injured vixen that was a hundred thousand years old.

"Aww." The tip of his nose itched. The little guy didn't want to eat or spank, so he just opened his mouth and took a bite.

He wiggled his little head and tore at the fingers that were disturbing him crazily.

A minute passed and the little guy was still struggling hard.

After two minutes, the tearing force decreases

For three minutes, his smart eyes were full of tears, staring aggrievedly at the shit shoveler who disturbed his sleep. His eyes were full of accusations and perseverance against the evil forces.

until....

The familiar fragrance drifted into his nostrils, and the little guy's tearful eyes suddenly lit up, the tip of his nose twitched twice, he turned around nimbly, jumped back to the table, and stared expectantly at the waitress who was walking not far away.

Holding the tray, there were two roast chickens on the tray, which was exuding an attractive aroma.

The roast chicken is prepared in advance and kept hot at all times, so it comes faster than any other dish.

When she saw the familiar little fox, the waitress's eyes immediately sparkled, and she wanted to press the little guy into her arms and knead it.

It's a pity that I've seen him a few times and know that the little guy is a spirit beast, so I'm a little scared.

The roasted chicken on the tray was placed at the corner of the table. The moment the tray was put down, the little fox immediately pounced on it, held down the roasted chicken with his two little paws and took a bite.

"Chance."

Seeing this, the waitress's eyes lit up and she quickly put down the other roast chicken.

When he took his hand back, he took the opportunity to stroke the little fox.

Looking sideways at the waitress who quickly retracted her hand, the little fox said in her heart: "For the sake of your roasted chicken, I won't argue with you this time.

There will be another time, unless there is roast chicken."

The little guy's human eyes and his little action of subconsciously protecting another plate of roast chicken made Tilapia laugh again.

No matter what kind of owner brings what kind of pets, one person and one fox will always eat more and occupy more.

"Don't worry, the master won't steal your chicken this time, just eat it slowly."

After rubbing the little fox's head, the tilapia smiled and comforted him.

The voice is very light and extremely gentle.

If the people in the maid group heard this, many of them would be envious of the little guy.

The little fox is always wary of the shit shoveler.

It remembers that this guy has a record of snatching food.

Half of the roasted chicken was snatched away by the shit-sweeper, and the remaining one and a half was not even eaten.

Seeing that the little guy was still wary, the tilapia took back his hand and said to himself, "I was just curious about the taste of his roast chicken last time, so I broke off half of it in advance."

Damn, it’s all my money, what’s wrong with eating half of your roast chicken?”

One person and one fox looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes. The human eyes were full of smiles, while the little fox was full of vigilance.
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