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Chapter 101

Words:2436Update:22/06/20 13:14:52

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Thanks to "Horned Immortal" and "A Walking Fish" for their rewards!

Seeing that "Horned Immortal" rewarded 10,000 Qidian coins, I'm very happy …

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Please collect! Please recommend poi …

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Fantasy Village, House of the Lost.

Because Eight-cloud Ink and Purple are both monsters, the innate connection allows Purple to observe other worlds through Eight-cloud Ink.

Therefore, Purple, who has been peeping, no, paying attention to the situation of her baby brother, naturally saw the situation of Eight-cloud Ink's recent battles in her eyes.

"Sure enough, even if I teach him carefully, Mo 'er is still too young after all."

The delicate folding fan was on her pink lips, and Purple squinted slightly.

"Although more or less because of the elf contract, the power is not fully released in it, but in the face of such a group of elves, he can fight like this …"

"He didn't exert the power of the barrage attack at all, and the use of the realm is also a mess."

"… It seems that our training still needs to be improved."

With her hands in her sleeves, Blue, who stood quietly behind Purple, lowered her head slightly.

The nine fluffy cute tails behind her suddenly moved.

[Lord Purple is black again, fortunately, orange has slipped out in advance.]

"Blue."

Hearing Purple suddenly call her, Blue couldn't help but shudder.

"What's the matter, Lord Purple!?"

"You just … thinking about something very rude, right?"

"Swear by your integrity, Lord Purple, that's an illusion."

Lana, when did you learn to talk nonsense with a straight face?

Turning her head, Purple looked at Blue strangely.

"Oh? Are you doubting our monster's intuition, or our girl's intuition? "

For a moment, Blue felt full of malice from the world.

I am the section dividing line with no moral integrity.

Chirp …

The chirping of birds sounded in the forest, and the chill of the morning was bone-chilling.

Chirp ~

Feeling a soft touch near the cheek — —

Her long and beautiful eyelashes fluttered. Eight-cloud Ink woke up.

The surroundings were still dark, and the light in the tent was also relatively weak.

There was a feeling of emptiness in his body.

That was a sign that too much demonic power had been consumed.

[As expected, the double Black Death Butterfly is still too much for me.]

[Also, the injury last night also consumed a lot of demonic power to recover in one night.]

If it weren't for the fact that Leola was indeed very powerful, Yakumo wouldn't have used such an ability in the battle last night.

After the battle with Raiola, Eight-cloud Ink had lost most of its combat power.

However, when he saw that Yui was injured, he flew into a rage and launched another attack. As a result, his injuries worsened.

Eight-cloud Ink, who was about to get up, suddenly noticed something strange.

His hands were surrounded by a soft touch.

On the left, Ashina was tightly leaning on his body, and his arms were deeply embedded in her breasts.

On the right, Aistel's cold hands were also tightly grabbing onto him.

On one side was his wife, and on the other side was his wife's contract spirit.

The two girls were deeply asleep. Their small nostrils emitted a cute "Xiu ~ Xiu ~" sound of breathing.

Although Ashina's body was wrapped in a towel, it couldn't hide her amazing curves at all.

As for Aistel, she was still in the state of naked stockings.

Dazzling silver-white hair, skin like freshly squeezed milk.

The two girls' cute breaths gently brushed against his arms, bringing a numbing and itchy feeling.

He carefully moved his body and pulled his left arm out of Ashina's chest. Then, he gently lifted Aistel's small hand and pulled his right arm out.

She heaved a sigh of relief. Just as Yakumo was about to sit up —

Aistel suddenly moved and leaned over again in a daze. Then, she hugged Eight-cloud Ink's waist.

Her legs wrapped in lace stockings even rubbed against Eight-cloud Ink's body.

"Sister … Brother Black Sword …"

Looking at Aistel, who was tightly wrapped around his body, Eight-cloud Ink seemed to see his sister standing in front of him with a folding fan in one hand and a hatchet in the other, smiling.

"If that's the case, I'd rather go and fight with Raiola for another 300 rounds."

He smiled bitterly and removed Aistel from his body again. When she began to subconsciously look for something to hug, he stuffed his pillow into the arms of the Holy Sword girl.

"Phew — —"

Finally relieved, Eight-cloud Ink put on his clothes and walked out of the tent.

Sunlight shone through the gaps in the forest and formed spots of light on the ground.

It seemed that the sunlight in the Elemental Spirit World was colder than the mortal world, just like the morning air.

Last night, Raiola easily broke through the defensive barrier that he set up in advance.

"It seems that I have to strengthen the barrier. At least, it can't be broken so easily."

When he set up the barrier yesterday, Eight-cloud Ink simply used the energy of the nearby ley lines.

"This time, I'll even use the spirits drifting in the air."

The spirits of various attributes drifting in the air had a natural affinity with the ley line energy.

Therefore, it was not difficult to use the ley line energy to command these spirits that had no self-consciousness.

By the time Eight Cloud Ink finished reinforcing the camp's array formation, the girls had already woken up one after another.

In the camp, a mellow fragrance different from the smell of burning branches assailed his nostrils.

"Growl ~"

Eight-cloud Ink's stomach growled as if it had just woken up.

"… So, you haven't eaten anything since dinner last night."

He walked toward the direction of the fragrance. In the open space along the river, he could see the backs of the blonde lady Lynslet and Ashina.

The two girls hummed happily as they cooked the soup in the pot.

Not far away, Alice was performing the morning Fengna Sword Dance.

"Ah, Mo, you're back!"

Seeing Eight-cloud Ink come over, Ashina happily greeted him.

"Senior!" Lynslet's expression was a little shy.

"I went to strengthen the array of the camp."

Yui, who was playing with water nearby, jumped into Eight-cloud Ink's arms. "Daddy!"

"Is breakfast almost ready? I'm already hungry. "

Eight-cloud Ink walked to the two girls and crouched down to look at the soup in the pot.

Ashina gently scooped up a spoonful of soup and brought it to Eight-cloud Ink's mouth.

Bathed in the morning light, her long brown hair shone brightly.

Her mouth was wide open, and her beautiful brown eyes.

Wearing an apron over her uniform, she looked like a housewife, subtly cute.

"Gulp, gulp —"

Yui drank the soup in the spoon before Eight-cloud Ink could, and then —

"Ah! It's so hot! "

The little girl looked at Eight-cloud Ink pitifully, the tears in the corners of her eyes shining in the morning light.

Eight-cloud Ink gently knocked on Yui's head and asked the little girl to hold her head and squat down. He looked at the pot of soup in front of him and said, "What's this soup? I've never seen Ashina make it before. "

"This is a special dish from Lynslet's hometown. I especially learned it from her."

Ashina giggled.

"And this pot of soup is basically made by Lynslet alone!"

"It looks pretty good. Lynslet, you're a noble lady, right? Where did you learn to cook?"

The golden-haired girl's cooking skills had surpassed many first-rate chefs. This greatly changed Eight-cloud Ink's impression of a noble lady.

"I have to cook for Karo every day, so naturally I'm good at it."

Karo was Lynslet's useless maid.

"Karo is the maid, shouldn't she be the one to cook for you?"

"Providing delicious food for the lower class is the embodiment of noble character, and it's also the duty of nobles. This is what Karo taught me. Besides, if I let Karo cook, I'll starve …"

Sure enough, in a sense, Karo's maid was really useless.

It seemed that the noble lady in front of him had been deceived.

But on the other hand, Lynslet had all kinds of skills that other noble ladies didn't have, thanks to that useless maid.

"Okay! It's completely done! "

Looking at the soup in front of her, Lynslet clapped her hands and laughed.

The chicken and wild vegetables were stewed with low heat, and various spices unique to Lawrence Frost's territory were added.

Ashina picked up the porcelain bowls that had been washed with river water in advance and put seven bowls of soup on the wooden table next to her.

A light flashed, and the Demon Vanquishing Holy Sword on Ashina's waist turned into Aistel.

Sure enough, when it's time to eat, the Holy Sword girl will appear on time.

"I'll call Alice, you guys eat first."

Standing up, Ashina walked in the direction of Alice not far away.

"I'm going to eat!"

Although she was scalded before, Yui still happily held the bowl and drank big mouthfuls.

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