Chapter 29 Thought

Everyone sat around the side of the long table. Juroene Red is naturally the main seat of the long table, while Sharman is the deputy. The two people sit at both ends of the long table and look at each other from afar. Carla sits next to Xiaomi, and Casa sits directly opposite Mishu with a gloomy face.

"Miss Mishu, it turns out that you are the savior of our fallen moon country as our great pope said. It's really disrespectful."

Mishu said politely,

"Anke, just call me Xiaomi. What a savior? I don't know anything." The name is Anke, right? Aunt compared with uncle, the translation is Anke.

"Xiaomi, you are so smart. I told you Andy that you can know Anke. It's amazing." Carla said infatuatedly. Mishu just smiled awkwardly. Such a simple English, alas, is really cute.

On the other hand, Casa looked at Mishu with exploratory eyes. He had also heard of the prophecy of the savior, but he didn't expect such a characterless crazy woman. In his impression, the savior should look like his father. Even if he is a woman, he can't even win. Crazy woman, he can't help but doubt whether what the great ancestors predicted is true...

"Haha..." Red smiled brightly, "The old man Yax should teach you a lot. He is the great holy demon mentor of our sunset country. He has experienced many wars in our sunset country and made great achievements."

I didn't expect that the old man really has some ability. No wonder he always likes to fart in front of him, but no matter how powerful it is, he doesn't teach himself more magic. Thinking of what he said to himself, the barrier of advanced magic, he has a headache.

"Dad, Xiaomi is awesome. She can learn the primary magic of our water magic in one day, and even the intermediate magic the next day, and she doesn't seem to dry up." Carla poured out something she thought was novel.

Mishu touched her head with embarrassment, but she didn't dare to say, 'Alas, primary magic is so simple as intermediate magic that fools will learn for more than half a year.' This is purely looking for a lottery. However, on the other side, Casa was stunned. He thought that he was the most qualified magician in the Falling Moon Kingdom. It only took him a month to learn intermediate magic, which can be said that he set a record in the Falling Moon Kingdom. Unexpectedly, this crazy woman only took two days and would not have the trouble of magic drying up? It seems that the savior's words are not groundless...

However, Juroene Red focused on the following sentence. Will the magic not dry up and the magic be infinite? Could it be...

Mishu is very strange. Why did he hear the fact that he will not dry up his magic? This great leader of the Juroene family has the same expression as Yax...

It's getting dark after a meal. I have to say that the food in Luoyue Country is really not good. Even if it is full of dishes, Mishu is still empty in the end. Maybe it's because she is not used to the food here. The red thing like steamed vegetables is sweet, and there are other dishes and all kinds of good. The taste, so she only took a bite of each Mishu and claimed that she was full. Nohow enthusiastic everyone picked up the food for her, she couldn't eat it.

Unexpectedly, I miss the old goblin cook of Shu Yuanyuan. Even if it's so clear and watery, alas, it's really cheap...

Mishu said goodbye to the Juroner family and was paralyzed. She quickly touched the time and space ring and returned to her dear home.

Socializing is indeed a tiring job. Maintaining a smile all night made the muscles on her face stiff. She was too lazy to get up to take a shower. She was reluctant to get up and sleep until midnight, but her stomach was hungry and cooed. Mishu howled and promised that she would not stay at Carla's house for dinner in the future. It's really a hard and grievance. So he got up helplessly and went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

She was surprised to find that Shu Yuanyuan's dead pig's room was actually bright. At this time, it was usually when she snored like thunder. How could she have insomnia that could not happen to her in her life?

Curiosity made Mishu touch it and carefully opened the door of Mishu's room. Seeing her lying on the table and writing hard, her round body blocked her sight. She wrote for a while and threw the written things into the garbage basket under the table, then spread a piece of paper and continued to write. After writing for a while, she threw it away again. It was like a patient with schizophrenia. Mi Shu looked at her in surprise. Is Shu Yuanyuan crazy?

She was afraid that she was sleepwalking, and Mishu didn't dare to wake her up easily. Shu Yuanyuan seemed to be crazy by this annoying thing. She simply threw the pen, went back to ** to turn off the light, and began to sleep, but she seemed to be troubled and kept turning over and couldn't sleep.

Mishu gently recited the spell,

"The wind spirit everywhere in heaven and earth, please obey my call and help me bring me the waste paper in the paper basket."

A gust of wind blew, and the paper in the paper basket seemed to be spiritual. It floated in the air and was dragged by the wind to Mishu's hand. Mishu quickly took the rubbed waste paper and ran back to his room. He spread the waste paper one by one like a thief and opened the first At Zhang's time, Mishu was stunned...

Do you know what can make a woman toss and turn in the middle of the night? The answer is: love.

That's right, Shu Yuanyuan, a bastard, actually misses Chun!

Spring is indeed an evil season, and even this old goblin is ready to move.

That paper, no, is the love letter, with only a few words, but it is enough to make Mi Shu laugh.

"Dear Mr. Xia, on this dark and windy night, in the quiet night, I miss you silently..."

Shit, the night is dark and the wind is high... Why does it make people feel goosebumps? "In the quiet night, I miss you silently", infinite vomiting... People like you are the ghost.

Open the second love letter that has been kneaded into a group,

"Xia, you are like a breeze, which makes my calm heart lake burst into waves..."

Shu Yuanyuan, you uneducated Obasan, is it a ripple? I didn't graduate from primary school and came to write love letters. They are all in a good mood now, okay?

Mishu couldn't bear to continue watching, otherwise all the dishes would have been spit out overnight. Shu Yuanyuan, an old witch, unexpectedly moved her heart. No wonder she has rarely cut herself recently. She is always distracted. It turned out to be in Sichun. I don't know which unlucky person was targeted by her. Alas, Amitabha, first bless this man surnamed Xia's strong ability to resist oppression, otherwise he will have to be compensated if he is scared to death. I don't know if he should bear legal responsibility for scaring people to death?

I read another spell, put those disgusting love letters back in place, had no appetite to eat, lay back **, and still had mixed feelings in my heart...

When I got up the next day, I rarely heard Shu Yuanyuan's deafening throat. I slept until noon. If I hadn't starved to death, I would have been able to continue to sleep. Alas, there is really nothing happier in the world than sleeping... At this time, it happened to be the time when Shu Yuanyuan came back to cook.

Mishu, who was brushing his teeth, was so excited that he swallowed the toothpaste and foam in his mouth at the moment he saw Shu Yuanyuan coming home.

Oh my god, my fragile little heart is so shocking...

You can't blame Mishu for making a big deal. The main reason is that Shu Yuanyuan is indeed Lei's self-centered.

Even on his happy day, Shu Yuanyuan has never dressed so exaggeratedly.

Shu Yuanyuan in her memory seems to have never worn a skirt. She always says that the ** thing of the skirt is used by little girls to seduce men. At her own age, she should wear her trouser legs under her heels seriously and can't wait to insert a chastity archway on her body to show how much she is. Clean yourself and love yourself. Now, the vow is still in her ear, and the ** Shu Yuanyuan is standing in front of her in a skirt that she despises.

The main thing is that it's a skirt, so forget it.

It's more picky than skirts. That's my dear cheongsam...

is the kind of thing that opens to the waist on both sides of the thighs, and the five-three thick and unfeminine old goblin like Shu Yuanyuan can't wait to lift the skirt with a small step. She stuffed her round body into such a small dress, and her fat lines could be seen on the cloth...

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All kinds of things, you know.