I, the Joy Envoy, the Judge of the Immortal Boat Luofu

"What a cute cake, it looks like a nightmare tapir~"

Sitting on the bench in the pavilion, Qingque took small bites of a cake roll that was so cute that one couldn't bear to eat it. This cake, called Dream Tapir Roll, got its name from the beautiful light pink patterns on it that resembled the fur of a dream tapir.

Lin En, who was chewing on an Ah Pulu pie, looked up at Qingque with some confusion and said:

"Is there a possibility that this is actually made of nightmare tapirs?"

Qingque: “Huh?”

Nightmare tapirs are so cute, why do we eat them?

Anyway, this kind of dream tapir will not evolve into a dream-inducing tapir like the one that hypnotizes the protagonist in this book and swings its pendulum every day. It is just a cute animal, so Lin En has no pressure eating it.

I don’t think she’s as cute as Lala.

"By the way, you were the one who created that beam of light a few days ago, right?"

Qingque's sudden voice made Lin En stunned for a second, and then he shrugged and smiled nonchalantly:

"Haha, it's just a small noise I made accidentally while handling a task."

"A little noise..."

The corners of the girl's mouth twitched as she raised her head slightly and looked towards the sky.

Although it was already night, there was still a large area in the sky that seemed too dark, like a deep black hole hovering in the projected starry night sky - that was the dome that had been pierced and had not yet been completely repaired.

Looking at Lin En, whose face was still sickly pale, and then glancing at the dark dome, Qingque opened her mouth, but finally just shook her head and smiled:

"Forget it. Let's not think too much about it or ask too many questions. Just don't torture yourself to death."

"What is this?"

Lynn raised an eyebrow.

"My main focus is to follow my heart. If my destiny had not been against me, I would have become a disciple of the Amber King long ago."

You are right, but?? ?? ?? The tip of the gun has been ignited?? ?? ?? Flame gun—— ???? ?? ?? ?? ?? Charge!

I have to say that he looks really handsome when he draws his gun, and coupled with the super exciting bgm, it's really exciting. Even dozens of copies of Boruto can't destroy it.

Anyway, Lin En was watching the climax directly at that time. He wished he could go on the stage himself and pierce Cocolia with his flaming gun!

Hehe, my Cocolia, she's big and fragrant, no matter she's in the normal one-piece black stockings or in the form of the Mother of Illusion, she's just too hot, it's hard not to have evil thoughts.

But Lin En remembered that Cocolia didn't seem to be really married, she just had an adopted daughter... This was a fake wife! When Prime Minister Cao knew about this, he would be so angry that he would open the coffin and directly lead 800,000 troops across the star sea to attack Yaliluo No. 6.

But even if Cocolia is not a real wife...isn't there still a mother-daughter relationship?

"Although I don't know what you are thinking, I always feel that your eyes are a little dangerous now."

Xiao Que'er's voice pulled Lin En back to reality from his fantasy about "ethics, morality and the rule of law". Looking at the petite girl sitting in front of him, Lin En suddenly slapped his forehead, as if he suddenly remembered something:

"I prepared a gift for you, but unfortunately I stood you up. Let me look for it..."

As he said that, Lin En flipped through his four-dimensional chrysanthemum in front of Qingque...I mean, his backpack.

"It's not this, nor is it this... Damn, doesn't this backpack have a one-touch automatic organization function? I must find a way to trick Aha into upgrading it for me someday."

Lin En took out all kinds of random things from his backpack and spread them all over the floor, including but not limited to all kinds of strange ores, weapons, food ingredients and some things that Qingque could not understand at all, such as a big sword that looked like a salted fish.

After spending a long time, Lin En finally found a lavender gift box. She held it in front of Qingque and opened it. Inside was a set of Diyuan Qiongyu cards neatly arranged and shining with illusory quantum light.

"Dangdang, look at the Zuwang Dao Mahjong that I carefully prepared!"

"It feels so strange, this Emperor Yuan Qiong Yu card..."

Qingque picked up a piece of mahjong and rubbed it carefully in her hand. The quantum light on it appeared and disappeared from time to time, as if it could disappear into thin air at any time, but it was faintly in harmony with her power.

"This is made from the horseshoe of a trampler."

[Xuzu. The horseshoe of the trampler, a precious material with quantum properties.

There is a very low chance that the Antimatter Corps' tramplers will leave this horseshoe behind after their destruction. It will fluctuate between the two states when there is no observer.]

Lin En also picked up a piece of quantum mahjong and explained to Qingque's surprised eyes:

"Didn't we agree last time that I would give you a new set of Emperor Yuan Qiong Yu cards after I finish my business? I asked my friends at the Crafts Division to make this for me using the horseshoe that fell from a Trampler that I killed myself. It should be suitable for you."

"The Trampler, the monster from the Legion of Destruction... You're really good at using this as a card."

Muttering to herself, Qingque took the real quantum mahjong from Lin En.

[Weapon: Quantum Mahjong

The magical mahjong made with the horseshoe of the trampler can be used as a weapon. When thrown out, it can cause "a lot" of quantum damage to the enemy. The suit is changing at any time before drawing the cards. If four mahjong tiles of the same suit are drawn, the attack power can be greatly increased, and the next attack will cause "huge" quantum damage.

The user can consume a large amount of quantum energy to forcibly change the color (can things with quantum properties be called cheating? That's called quantum mechanics!).

Playing quantum mahjong, cyber cheating. ]

"Oh oh oh, I have comprehended the quantum!"

After getting familiar with this quantum mahjong set, Qingque, who was eager to play, slapped the table and shouted excitedly:

"Come on, let's have a painful fight!"

“Hehe, just don’t lose Kuchazi tonight!

I don’t sleep until the moon does, and all the gangsters are little darlings!”

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I was revising a story until about four o'clock last night. I just got up to finish it and then I was dragged to watch Spider-Man. So the next chapter will be published later?

Chapter 52: Lao Deng, is it safe for my will-o'-the-wisp to park downstairs?

The night is dark.

The slanting moon hangs in the west on the broken branches of the Jianmu tree, leaving the vast night sky to the tiny stars.

The cold starlight cast a thin layer of silver on the earth, and the lights were still on in the pavilion beside the sea of ​​clouds, which should have been quiet and peaceful.

"Wow, Qingque, you are too lame. You can't do it after just a few times!"

Looking at Qingque slumped on the table weakly, Lin En couldn't help but point at her and laugh at her, causing the powerless girl to roll her eyes in dissatisfaction.

"Who do you think did it?"

"Isn't it because you are not as skilled as others?"

After getting familiar with the new toys, Qingque couldn't help but play some tense and exciting double mahjong games with Lin En.

As mentioned before, this set of quantum mahjong requires energy to draw cards, so Qingque staged a...

[5?????????This is a big gamble, my friend!

0????, a complete loss, my friend! ]

Then he got angry and started to slack off. After a few rounds, the girl's strength was completely drained by Lin En.

After trying to get up from the table several times but all failed, Qingque could only turn his gaze to Lin En.

"Can you please do me a favor and take me home?"

"Whose home?"

"It must be my house! How else could it be your house?"

Qingque stared at Lin En angrily.

Hearing this, Lin En stretched out his hand and pinched Qingque's soft little face, and said with a smile:

"Please~"

The bluebird, who was kicked when he was down, pouted in anger, but in the end he had no choice but to give in.

"Please, help Xiao Queer~"

"Yoshi yoshi yoshi yoshi! What a good boy!"

While the girl was unable to resist, Lin En rubbed her little face hard. It was so bouncy and felt so good.

Seeing Qingque's pouting lips getting higher and higher, Lin En did not continue to persecute the girl who was being touched instead of trying to slack off. After cleaning up the scene, he carried the limp girl on his back and walked home in the night.

“It feels so quiet, and there aren’t many people on the street.”

"What the hell are you doing? Why is there anyone here so late at night?"

Qingque laid his little face on Lin En's shoulder. Hearing what he was muttering, he couldn't help but complain. He didn't get the joke Lin En was making at all.

[Do you need me to call a shiny black luxury car for you? ]

"Zhuaba! Have you even prepared the song girl for me?"

Lynn rejected Aha's friendly and well-intentioned suggestion without hesitation, and wandered around the quiet streets carrying the incredibly light girl on his back. Soon, he successfully arrived at Qingque's house.

However, Kaimen, who took the key from Qingque, forgot a very serious problem.

He has been used to living alone for so long, but not everyone is like him, a child who is not wanted by his "mother" and lives outside alone.

So when he walked through the entrance with Qingque on his back and met the eyes of the mature man sitting on the sofa, his brain suddenly short-circuited as if it was connected to the Malphite network.

"Hey, Dad, I'm back~"

The girl's laughter sounded behind him, and Lin En was immediately shocked:

"Oh my god, you still have a father?"

"What are you talking about? You don't have a father anymore?"

"Well, it seems that there really isn't..."

Greenbird: (O_o)??

"It's true that I came back a little late today."

Qingque Daddy...abbreviated as Qingque Daddy, nodded to Qingque first, then looked at Lin En and said calmly:

"You must be Lin En, right? Qingque often mentions you."

As if realizing that Lin En was in a temporary brain short circuit due to the sudden meeting with his parents, the helpful Aha very considerately provided him with several options suitable for the current situation.

[Option 1: Lao Deng, is it safe to park my Will-O-Wisp downstairs? ...Reward: A Will-O-Wisp motorcycle owned by a Will-O-Wisp girl whose driver's license has been revoked! ]

[Option 2: Hello, father-in-law... Why call me father-in-law? Just call me dad! ...Reward: Thomson Wave Run that my father-in-law made. ]

[Option 3: Yes, we have a child... Reward: Breeding Fate Light Cone [Pope's Eye Technique]

Light Cone Skills: [Pope's Left Eye], [Pope's Right Eye]

Effect: [Pope's Left Eye] Continuous attacks can restore health... Sorry, I took the wrong panel.

After equipping this light cone, the user's left eye can release a nearly regular reproductive force, while the right eye can release the opposite force - in simple terms, whoever the left eye glares at will become pregnant, and whoever the right eye glares at will miscarry, and the target is not restricted by gender or race.

What the hell, what an outrageous light cone, is the power of reproductive destiny so outrageous?

I'm scared. Something this powerful must have outrageous side effects. I can't afford to offend it.

After weighing the pros and cons, Lin En raised his head and looked at Que Dad, saying nonchalantly:

"Lao Deng, is it safe for my will-o'-the-wisp to be parked downstairs?"

Before Father Que could speak, Qing Que could not help but knock on Lin En's head and whispered to him:

"How can you talk to my father? And what is a will-o'-the-wisp?"

"Stop knocking. It's my fault, my fault."

Although Lin En's inexplicable words made Father Sparrow feel a little unhappy for no reason, he still nodded and smiled kindly:

"It's a good thing that young people are energetic. Please sit down first. I'll ask the kid's mother to make some tea."

"Thank you, uncle."

Lin En sat down in front of Que Die feeling a little uneasy, while Qingque was pulled into the inner room by Que Ma who came shortly afterwards, leaving Lin En and Que Die looking at each other in bewilderment.

After meeting Qingque's mother, Lin En understood why Qingque's figure was a little unhealthy. It seemed that she inherited it from her mother... Tsk tsk tsk tsk, Qingque's father looked like he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, how come he was also a luoli control?

Father Que was much more graceful than Lin En had imagined. The expected torture did not happen. He just chatted with Lin En casually about things related to Qingque, and his attitude was quite kind.

“Although Qingque is a smart kid, he’s very lazy. It’s rare to have a friend as good as you.