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Chapter 2547 The origin of the metal ball

Day after day passed, the house was fully prepared and ready to go at any time, especially Vilas, who seemed to have gained a new power from old man Farah... Oh no, it was a brand new kitchen utensil, consisting of eight legendary kitchen utensils.

The epic portable mobile kitchen, referred to as the Yongling Tanlang Zhuanlong Mo Shengjialou portable foldable mobile giant panda tofu kitchen.

Everything is good, in short, that’s what it’s like, my little dog is so energetic now that she can probably make delicious dishes even if I give her the corpse of a fallen demon.

In order to respond to her enthusiasm, I decided to set off early, but before that, there was one thing I had to do first.

Both Kane and Akara seemed to want to know what the little metal ball I brought back from the hell world was. They originally wanted to wait until the little ghost woke up before asking clearly, but they didn't expect that this ghost of sleep has been around since.

After Third World made me a meal of diamond powder clear noodle soup, I slept until now, putting on a show of "I spent my whole life just to make a bowl of soup for Xiaofan, so don't disturb me. I need to get enough sleep."

One month” attitude.

Thinking of the bowl of sparkling clear soup noodles that made me burst into tears, I made a difficult decision. I took off the necklace from my neck and held it tightly with my unicorn right arm that I had trained for twenty-four years.

Hold it in the palm of your hand, and then move it up and down at high speed. The frequency is so fast that it even makes a buzzing sound like an electric motor. The sword is not old yet.

It lasted for a full ten seconds before I stopped...ah, it was a shaking and vibrating movement. I took out the necklace in my hand and gently shook it to the ground, and it shook out a ball that I couldn't tell from east to west.

The ghostly luminous body rolled around on the ground. Several times, it tried to fly up with its convenient ghost body, but mistakenly used the earth as the top of its head. It kept knocking its forehead against the ground, making it look like it was trying to drill a hole.

"What is the grudge between this saint and Xiaofan? Why do you treat me like this?" After the dizziness improved, the little ghost immediately pounced on me with teeth and claws, and without saying a word, he gave me tooth marks all over my body.

"How dare you explain the diamond noodle soup last time?" I wailed and at the same time, I was not polite, rubbed the little ghost's face and asked loudly.

"It's like it's your first time to eat this saint's clear noodle soup. Why can't you learn a lesson and go around it? I didn't want to trick the idiot Xiao Fan."

"Men's eyes are always easily attracted by the light of diamonds, so you blame me?"

"It would be more appropriate to replace a man with a stingy, stingy and greedy man."

"What's wrong with being stingy? It's because of my stinginess that I worked so hard to raise you."

After shouting this sentence, the little ghost stopped moving and let go of his mouth. He tilted his head and looked at me, and then he hugged me.

"Touch your head, Xiaofan won't cry."

"I'm not crying you stupid ghost."

"Then try harder."

"Are you a bad landlord? Do you have to drain every bit of my hard work?"

"It's not just labor, hehe."

"Even if you say it to me with such a cute and seductive expression and tone... I won't be tempted, you bastard!"

"I have no choice but to push Xiaofan down in one go."

"Don't even think about it, even I have the dignity of a man!"

"Sneaking into Xiaofan's wallet."

"Don't even think about it!"

"Stingy. Which one is more important, the money bag or me? Let's decide the outcome today."

"I personally think it's more important to push it down."

"Xiaofan, your moral integrity is gone."

"Where, where, oh... damn. My wallet is missing, you thief ghost, return it to me quickly!"

"I threw my wallet out, and Xiaofan rushed up to pick it up with a hiss."

"Do you treat me like a puppy? I don't want to do that."

"I throw it."

"Demacia...I was fooled! You didn't throw it away at all!!!"

"It's already been thrown out."

"Liar."

"If you don't believe it, just take a look."

Following the little ghost's pointing, I did see an object falling in a parabola.

Speaking of which, why does this thing look familiar?

I opened my eyes wider and finally recognized it. Isn't this the small metal ball I took out just now and wanted to let the little ghost confirm?

What, it turned out to be not my wallet. Fortunately, I wiped off the cold sweat and breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is not the time to breathe a sigh of relief!!!!!!"

The next moment, I burst into tears. With a very tragic gesture, I threw myself at the metal ball that was about to fall. I stretched my body to the maximum in mid-air, and my five fingers wished I could stretch it like noodles.

Score a few points, just like a tenacious catcher who made a useless save when faced with a soul-swinging home plate hit by the opponent's No. 4.

As a result, at a fraction of a second, the metal ball fell off the fingertips, fell to the ground, and collided with the hard ground.

It's over, the continent is about to be destroyed, and mankind is facing extinction, and the cause of all this is just a purse containing only a dozen gold coins.

However, nothing happened. The metal ball bounced up and down, rolled a few meters away, and then lay there quietly, very well-behaved.

I fearfully walked to the metal ball with the pace of a mine-clearing soldier, picked it up lightly, looked left and right, and found that it was not deformed or stained.

"It's okay, it's okay." I held the ball solemnly in my hand, wiped it, and blew it again, with lingering fear.

"Humph, it turns out Xiaofan is only at this level."

What, this idiot ghost saint dared to be arrogant after doing something wrong? I looked up and saw the little ghost picking up a stick from nowhere, waving it in his hand, then squatting down slightly, lifting the stick

Behind him, a sharp light flashed from the corner of his eyes, and he said an extremely arrogant sentence.

"My bat has no blind spots. Even bad balls are the same. A third-rate catcher like Xiao Fan is simply vulnerable."

Suddenly, the anger in my heart surged up, burning throughout my body, and my blood was boiling. It was like I had transformed into a Super Sailor.

Stupid ghost star, today I will let you see what killer baseball is. Don’t blame me if you cry!

Like a beast, he took a deep breath, raised his front foot, raised it above his head, and held the baseball tightly in his hand, drew a ninety-degree arc in the air, and threw it towards the little ghost, with a metallic luster.

The sphere kept flashing in mid-air, performing irregular Brownian motion, turning into dozens of afterimages, roaring toward the little ghost menacingly.

Eat my soul's pitcher's arm-stirring blow, the universe's Ganges projection!

Hey, metallic luster?

The moment the ball was thrown, my consciousness paused for half a second, and then tears burst into my face again.

Director, the script is wrong, hurry up and get rid of it!

The moment the ball flew out, I swooped up again, chasing the trajectory of the thrown ball, hoping to intercept it and avoid being poisoned by the little ghost's stick.

However, I didn't think too much when I threw it, and I used a little more strength. No matter how I made paddling movements in mid-air, I still failed to touch the ball. With a "pia" sound, it was very close to me.

He was hit a hundred meters away by the little ghost with his stick.

I knelt down in front of the little ghost. His figure was pale and foaming at the mouth.

"Young man, you are still young." The little ghost thrust the stick into the ground, stood upright, and looked down at me as Otz fell to the ground. This scene looked like a scene from a hot-blooded comic.

"How about it, do you want to learn to play baseball?"

"I just want to spank you now!!!" I raised my head fiercely and rushed towards the little ghost. The little saint was already prepared. She threw away the bat and ran away with a whoosh, spinning in circles in the air.

, played a game of chase with me.

After more than ten minutes of fighting, I finally thought of the innocent and pitiful little metal ball again. I quickly put down the little ghost whose face was red from my rubbing and whose cherry lips were bitten by me. Finally, with great difficulty, I finally found myself in a corner of the grass.

Find it.

Fortunately, even after being tortured like this by the little ghost, it is still safe and sound, without any deformation. Hey, man, I knew you could hold on. Look, isn’t it raining now? Don’t worry, no one will do it anymore.

Hurt you.

I stroked the small metal ball with my precious heart, and then looked at the little ghost with vigilant eyes, as if guarding against wolves.

"Idiot Xiaofan woke me up rudely just to let me see this scene. Do you want to tell me that the ball in your hand is more important than me?" The little ghost glared angrily.

Looking at me, she even became jealous of the metal ball. This stingy and domineering attitude, even the pornographic maid can't compare to it.

"How is it possible? How could I compare you with this thing?" I shouted, "I'm wronged."

"Throwing the ball away in order to prove this point, I think it is not impossible for this saint to consider throwing herself into my arms."

"Oh." My eyes lit up, and I was attracted by the seductive tone of the little ghost, and I subconsciously flicked my hand.

Oh oh oh, metal ball man, cheer up, I didn't mean it, there really is no next time, I swear to God!

Picking up the metal ball again, I looked at the little ghost with suspicion.

"Why do I feel like you have a grudge against this ball? Is it my imagination?"

"It's not an illusion. This thing gives this saint a very, very unpleasant feeling." The little ghost frowned slightly and admitted my guess.

(To be continued...)
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