Devil

Although the small flower buds have taught the black eggs with particularly good art cells, they have to say that this is a good bamboo shoot.

Good bamboo shoots are black eggs, and bamboo is a small flower.

The paintings of Xiaohua's paintings were once praised by Auntie as "structural precision" and "excellent in grasping the main features", so the aunt recognized the identity of the horned monster "Karas" at a glance from his abstract stick figure. .

Since the painting of such a grandfather can be recognized, then now... maybe it will be OK... right?

Looking forward to watching Auntie in the eyes of the joyful eyes, although there is no expression.

He did not find out that he now has a lot of trust in the aunt.

I firmly believe that there is no such thing as the aunt can't do, even the decision to fall asleep next to the red-haired monster is made in the case of absolute trust in the aunt. I believe that since he let himself in, he will not hurt himself, believe in the "room". Even if things are dangerous again, Auntie will not let it hurt himself... This is an absolute trust.

Even after the joy did not find out.

However, it is clear that the aunt has already discovered it.

Looking at the opposite youth, the black-haired monster shook his head: "This time I have nothing to do, you seem to be better at drawing the magic of the prototype state, in the case of human form... still a little bit."

The slender fingers fell on the book used by Ji Huan's paintings. All the humanoid monsters on the top looked almost the same. Although they were barely high and low, they were all a zero egg representing the head, and the four tree shrews representing the simple limbs. No simple children can draw a simple stroke.

Nowadays, even the black egg paintings know that using two lines instead of the original one represents the arm, but there is no progress at all.

Ji Huan: I don’t know if I can’t come to learn painting now...

"Small flowers have not been painted talent since childhood, this is with me~" Looking at the little appearance of the grandson, the hornhorn magic was laughing.

Two little monsters have already slept, and when Grandma got up in the middle of the night and went to the kitchen to pour water, he just happened to be holding a bed of blood. He was studying the use of the washing machine. The hornhorn magic was shocked and asked if this was not the blood of the grandson. After the liquid was not the blood of the aunt, the breath of the horned demon immediately taught the aunt to wash the sheets.

"You can't throw it directly into the washing machine. You can't wash it for a long time. If you don't, you have to turn it into a pink sheet. Before you put it in the washing machine, you must first spray a spot with a stain to remove the stain." The magic object taught the aunt patiently and picked up a bottle of decontamination liquid.

Then, his old man was a bit dumbfounded: the whole bed was full of sticky blood, all of which were focused stains~

No way, he had to use the decontamination liquid to spray all the sheets again. A bottle of decontamination liquid was sprayed out. Fortunately, Abu went out to work and brought a bottle, otherwise it would not be enough.

Looking at the busy hornhorn monster, the black hair monster is a little bit inside.

A strange monster - a black-haired monster. but……

It is strange enough to be able to take care of two human creatures.

So the aunt put the sheets that had been sprayed with the stain-removing liquid into the washing machine with the help of the hornhorn monster.

After doing this, the hornhorn monster thinks about it and asks what is going on.

The black-haired monster thought about it and simply confessed: "...I caught two monsters in the space of the ability structure. I found them when I helped me clean the room. I wanted to use my ability to help me confess. Then the sheets will become like this."

The shofar monster was shocked: "Small flowers are stunned?"

This is not the first time. Children without fathers and mothers are easily bullied. In Ba Dezhen, Xiaohua is a dull temper. When she was a child, she was quiet like a little girl. She was bullied at three days and she often fought with people. In the three days, the two heads were dressed in **** school uniforms. At that time, Aye 哟~ used de-staining liquid for three days.

Unfortunately, Xiao Hei is a girl after all. One day, Xiao Hei was finally defeated. He saw his sister being "bullying" and the silent flower violently -

On that day, the two brothers and sisters ran home in a **** way.

The hornhorn monster was frightened. He heard that the grandchildren were being bullied. He planned to go down the mountain that night to give the bad children a lesson, but they were stopped by their grandchildren.

"Aye, just let us wash our clothes. Just fight us."

The shofar monster still remembers the granddaughter sitting on the washing machine with his short legs and smiling at himself.

Then Xiaohua was next to "Hmm".

Then Xiao Hei didn’t fight much, but it was a small flower that he would play from time to time, but his blood was getting less and less.

It is not surprising that when he first caught the prey, he was also awkward. He could get himself a blood for a small prey. Instead, after a bit of a bit, his blood was getting less and less.

However, the grandchildren are playing a blessing from time to time, and the hornhorn monster is still a lot of drops on the blood stains.

After coming here, the neighbors are stronger than them, and the grandson is now practicing home. The horn horn has not washed the **** clothes for a long time. Now I see such a large blood stain, and I think of the aunt’s words, the horns. The first word that appears in the mind of a monster is: torture and confession! (← really is the grandson and grandson)

He naturally thinks that the grandson is swearing, not!揍 揍 物!

The black hair monster laughed: "Blood is not made by small flowers, it is played by me."

The shofar monster vomited.

However... it seems that this is not so good... grabbed the head, and the horned devil poured a glass of water on himself.

"Let's go over there and talk?" In the end, Auntie burned a pot of water next to him and took a bag of tea. He took the tea set and led the two grandchildren to the dining room.

The night was deep, and Auntie made a pot of good tea.

All the details of Qi Huan are now basically clear, he briefly introduced his past.

"...that was young at that time, thinking that power is everything, so it is understandable to become like this in the end."

Auntie summed up his past.

"But...that...good...well..." The hot tea in the cup has cooled, immersed in the story of the aunt, and the horned monster forgot to drink tea.

"Then you want revenge now? Find out the magical objects that all participated in the ambush that year, and then kill them one by one to worship the **** of heaven in Salouye?" The horned demon seriously looked at the opposite black hair monster.

Opposite black hair monster:...

"Aye, are you watching more TV dramas in the human world?" Finally, the black hair monster concluded.

So this time it’s the turn of the hornhorn monster: ....

Just now, Auntie called her "Aye" for the first time. Although she always wanted to hear him call her grandfather, but it was really called... and there was a very subtle feeling.

Probably like the feeling of being called a big sister when I went to Tianjin Road for the first time with a foreign girl?

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I have to say that, to a certain extent, although Aye is a monster, he is already used to thinking about things with human thinking.

Put the teacup in the hand on the table, and the black-haired monster's line of sight slides from the opposite hornhorn monster and the side of the singer.

"I thought it was Saroye."

"We were all mixed at first, absorbed the power inside the nucleus, and the prototype that appeared after the blood was purified was chaotic. This is what only he knows; the person who asked me to go to him to remarriage is also his."

"For a long time, I think he betrayed me, revealed the weaknesses of my prototype to others, and let people ambush me, and encountered all kinds of things that happened later..."

"In a period of time, I am really full of hate and want to retaliate."

"But then he died too."

"Then my thoughts turned out to be the magic of all the things that took part in that year, and then killed them all."

Aye: It’s light, not to find the magic of the year, and then kill them all?

"But my current thinking has changed." I glanced at the beggar who was drinking tea next to her throat, and the black hair monster re-faced her face:

"I want to find all the magic things that I participated in that year, take back my strength from them, find the king of the devil, reshape my nuclear, and survive as long as possible."

Live with you.

He did not say this last sentence.

Originally in his plan, all plans ended in revenge, and revenge at all costs, even if it was done with the same revenge, has now completely changed.

He wants to continue to live.

On the opposite side of the aunt’s black scorpion, Aye also sat up straight, and said: “Would we have something to help? Even though.”

"I need to help me to record the faces of those monsters. As for the grandfather, if there is **** clothing, please ask for your help."

The black man smiled and the aunt finally bowed his head.

"Thank you."

He thanked him.

"A family, what do you say thank you..." Aye was a little embarrassed and smiled and waved his hand. Then he began to wonder about his grandson’s ability to suddenly have it.

"How can small flowers enter other people's dreams? Is small flowers also a monster?"

He also asked the right person, lived for a long time, and read a lot of books in this long time in order to find ways to restore strength. Aunt's knowledge is very profound.

"This world is made up of countless circles, each of which has intelligent creatures living on it. For example, the intelligent creatures in the world you used to live in are mainly humans, but here are the monsters."

"The magic here is actually the human beings there, but the power of the monster is much higher than that of human beings. You can think of the monsters as humans with super powers."

"But... is the world not a universe? The universe is made up of planets..." The hornhorn monster is listening to the grandson who has spoken about geography textbooks, and has seen the popular science channel.

I found that the hornhorn monster is still confused. The black-haired monster is ready to change the saying: "The universe is made up of planets. This is true, but this is still the way you make up the world, if you put it on a larger, higher level structure. If you understand it, your world, made up of the whole universe, is still one of the countless circles."

"Just as I was not very precise when I came over, the place where I first landed was not the Earth." Auntie gave an example.

Aye: Hey!

"Auntie, you have been to an alien planet!" A grandfather was shocked. He is a bandit who has not even gone out in the town of Bade!

"Life in different worlds is essentially the same, but it is completely different. If you use your words, it is a different dimension."

"Humans can't see the magic, because life is no longer a dimension, time and speed are completely different."

"If the monster is injured in Bade Town, then his blood will not flow down. For humans, the speed of the monster is too fast, so you can't see it, you can't touch it. For the monster, the human speed is too slow. Slow, even static."

The black-haired monster thought for a moment: "Even if you live in a world, you are still a creature of two worlds."

"Ordinary humans will not have any intersection with the monsters even if they die, they can't see them, and they can't touch the monsters."

"But our family can catch me from an early age! You can also catch black eggs!" Ah Ye said immediately.

The black-haired monster nodded: "So there is probably the blood of the devil in the family."

"This is not a strange thing. There is also a story in this world where the magical creatures cross the border and marry another world."

"The ability of the successor is probably hidden in the blood, and then it becomes more obvious here."

"This ability to dream... reminds me of a monster named Nightmare that I have seen in ancient books."