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

"Of course, the scope of hypnosis has been expanded a little bit, from one person to the entire Luofu Immortal Boat."

Ah Ha covered her mouth and chuckled, and with her current innocent white-haired elf girl look, it was as if she was sharing some funny joke with her boyfriend.

"You guessed right. This is an illusion, but the entire Luofu is trapped in this illusion, and Aha helped the little girl to slightly modify the identities and ages of all the people you know."

"How about it? It's interesting, isn't it?"

The white-haired elf girl came up to Lin En excitedly, and put one hand on his thigh to steady her body. Her tight and perfect little face was almost touching Lin En's face, and she still had the half-bitten cigarette candy in her mouth.

So close.

And...she's so pretty.

It was hard for Lin En not to suspect that Aha had stolen a piece of Chunmei, otherwise there was no way to explain how her body could be so perfect.

This is no longer simple beauty, but every inch of her skin, figure, and face perfectly fits the most perfect appearance in her fantasy. Moreover, she is no longer the untouchable lolita form, but has developed to the most delicious girlish beauty, but her figure has not developed at all, achieving a perfect fusion of tradition and innovation.

Too bad this is Aha.

Thinking of this, Lin En's heart immediately calmed down.

But he still opened his mouth and bit the cigarette candy in Aha's mouth, snatching half of the cigarette candy from Aha's mouth as if he was playing the pocky game.

"Milk slice flavor?"

After making a casual complaint, Lynn pretended not to notice Ah Ha's slightly red face.

She must be pretending. This girl must be pretending like this on purpose. When I asked her why she was blushing, she said, "Oh my, you are blushing because you think I like you? No way, no way, why are you so mean?" to mock Lin En.

So, he just continued to ask calmly:

"So, how long will this illusion last?"

According to Aha, she swapped the identities and ages of all the people she knew.

According to the combination of the younger sister Yukong and the helmsman Tingyun, I will probably see the Grand Bu Qingque and his secretary Fu Xuan, the general Lao Ma and the brave guard Jingyuan, as well as the captain of the Cloud Cavalry Sushang, the great judge of the Ten Kings Department Huo Huo, and the helmsman Bailu...

Shit, we must get rid of this illusion quickly, otherwise these gods will sink Luofu in a few days, right?

Even though he knew that everyone must have abilities corresponding to their identities after swapping their ages and identities, when he thought of Qingque, Laoma, and Huohuo Bailu's usual appearance, and then thought of their successful ascension to power, he still couldn't help but feel that Luofu was doomed.

"Keep going until you find a breakthrough."

Ah Ha took out another candy from the cigarette box and bit it in her mouth. The innocent elf girl biting a cigarette looked weird.

"But this is just a simple environment. No matter what happens, it will not affect reality. Just think of it as a dream shared by all Luofu people.

When you find the little girl named Hanabi, this dream will end."

“Of course, there are hidden ways to pass the level, but you have to find it yourself.

I wish you have fun~"

After saying that, Aha took out another candy and stuffed it directly into Lin En's mouth, and then he completely turned into a phantom and disappeared.

And Lynn went home with a cigarette and a piece of candy in her mouth.

As expected, Huanlong and Xiaohei were not in this fantasy world, and the decoration of the house was slightly different from the reality, looking more cozy and refined. Whether it was the various women's shoes in the shoe cabinet, the salted fish pillow on the sofa, the various small objects on the table, and the group photo hanging on the wall of the living room, all showed that there was a hostess in this home.

But judging by the size of the clothes hanging in the closet in the bedroom, Qingque seems to have not grown up at all.

"Her figure hasn't changed, but she's getting more and more daring with her clothes. She's wearing the same black and white stockings and suspenders...hiss, Sukumizu, and she even has holes in them?"

Just as Lin En was observing with great interest the changes in his home after living with Qingque, the sound of a key being inserted into the lock was heard from the entrance.

Lin En hurried downstairs and saw Xiao Que'er, whose figure was the same as before but she was wearing a professional OL skirt.

Just like before, as soon as Xiao Que'er got home, she put on an expression as if she was almost exhausted. She held the shoe cabinet with one hand to steady her body, and with the other hand she took off the small leather shoes from her raised black silk feet. Her buttocks wrapped in the professional OL skirt were raised just right, giving people endless reverie.

Of course, unlike the fantasies of most men, Lin En did not pay attention to Qingque's breasts, but instead focused his attention on Xiaoque's beautiful legs in black silk stockings.

What on earth can Xiao Que'er, wearing black stockings and little leather shoes, come up with after working hard all day... No, I'm not a perverted brother, I can't think about these things!

Lin En shook his head vigorously to wake himself up, and Qingque had already changed into slippers. He dragged his weak body into the living room and fell on the sofa, waving at Lin En half-dead:

“That was close. I almost died of exhaustion.

Xiao Enzi, come here and massage my legs."

.......

The Huanlong extra story has been updated, with 20,000 words, but it’s only the first part.

I can’t finish the next article tonight, so I’ll write it when I have time.

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I downloaded it after get off work on Friday. I'm level 47 now. If I hadn't caught up with the extra chapters, I would have been able to reach level 50.

339. Lin En: Brother, do you want to buy a cheat? Yukong: I’ll buy your mother! 4k

“That was close. I almost died of exhaustion.

Xiao Enzi, come here and massage my legs."

Little Enzi?

Lin En looked at Qingque with a little surprise. After returning home from get off work, he transformed on the spot like the dried fish girl and flew to the sofa to play with his mobile phone. He didn't expect to be called like that.

But if I think about it carefully, according to what Aha meant, only the ages and identities of other people have been reversed, and only my own has remained unchanged. Then, with my age, living with Qingque's fortune teller... wouldn't it be a foregone conclusion that I'm Qingque's kept gigolo?

"Alas, I finally ended up living the boring and tasteless life of a full-time cook who relies on his looks to make a living."

With a mixed sigh, Lin En sat down next to Qingque, placed the girl's raised feet on his knees, and began to knead them gently.

It's hard to tell whether Lin En was massaging Qingque to relieve her fatigue or he was enjoying it himself, but seeing that Qingque was lying on the sofa with a look of enjoyment on her face, there was nothing wrong with Lin En's technique.

"You've been working hard, welcome back. Do you want to eat first, take a shower first, or...eat me first?"

Since his current identity is a househusband, Lin En feels that he should be more dedicated to his work. He asked with a smile while massaging Qingque to relieve his work fatigue.

When Qingque heard this, he turned his head and looked at him unhappily:

"What are we going to eat at five in the afternoon? If I eat you, I'm afraid I won't have to eat dinner at all."

Hearing this, Lin En suddenly realized something and subconsciously clenched his hands, causing Qingque to let out a small sound of approval.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"No, you got off work and went home at 5pm, right? This is also the time when Taipusi gets off work! I didn't pay attention to the time just now, and I really thought you worked hard all day."

Lynn couldn't help but complain.

It seems that Qingque is indeed worthy of being the leader of the Slacking Cult. Even after becoming the Grand Fortune Teller, she would still do whatever she could, never work overtime, and leave early if possible. Lin En actually thought that she would be able to hold on until the end of the get off work time after becoming the Grand Fortune Teller.

"Hehehe, I have already moved up the Taibushi's off-duty time to five o'clock. After all, I am the Taibushi and I have the final say.

Besides, I came back today without working overtime because..."

Halfway through his speech, Qingque widened his eyes as if he suddenly realized something.

She left all the work to her secretary Xiao Xuanzi so early today. It was not just to go home and slack off, but because...

"Um, Lin En, is your Sword Master Candidate Competition over?"

Qingque remembered.

I got off work early and went home so that I could cook for the first time in a long time and dress up to give Lin En a surprise when she came back from the sword-fighting competition.

As for the issue of victory or defeat, Qingque was not worried at all.

After all, with Lin En's swordsmanship, no one in the entire Luofu younger generation is likely to be able to match him, even General Ma Yanqing's favorite disciple and the current Cloud Cavalry Guard Jing Yuan.

However, to Qingque's surprise, Lin En blinked in confusion after hearing what he said, and asked back:

"Ah I?"

"Hiss, you didn't forget it, did you? Then what did you do today?"

Qingque immediately sat up from the sofa, grabbed Lin En's cheek and pulled hard:

"You're not going to cheat on that vixen again, are you? What's with that awkward smile of yours? Is that really the case?"

Lin En could only perform the classic three moves of covering, licking and touching the hair to hide his embarrassment. After all, strictly speaking, he had just returned from meeting Tingyun.

Qingque slapped his forehead helplessly, pressed down on Lin En's neck with a grunt, and then chose to start fighting and fell back on the sofa, looking like he had fainted from Lin En's anger.

"Ji, I'm going to rest first. Try your best to catch up."

Looking at Qingque's appearance, it is obvious that even after becoming the Taibu, Qingque still does not have her own car. Lin En suspects that it is probably because her figure is really not suitable for driving a Xingchen - she can't even step on the accelerator when sitting in the seat, so how can she drive!

"You're making me want to just lie on the sofa with you and cover myself with a blanket."

After unable to complain, Lin En looked at Qingque who was curled up on the sofa, and finally decided to go to this so-called Sword Master Candidate Competition. Anyway, he was worried about what to do now.

Lin En ran out of the house quickly. He was originally planning to perform an Ultraman (red electric dragon) transformation and fly to the training ground. Then he was very upset to find that Aha suppressed his power in order to prevent him from overturning the table and destroying the illusion.

Or maybe his power was also reversed by the illusion, and he returned to the state when he was a judge and a part-time urban management officer. Of course, the power that touched his destiny was still retained, but it was suppressed to a very small level.

The season in Luofu at this moment should be winter, but just after five o'clock, the magnificent giant sun had already sunk most of the way under the sea of ​​stars, and a brilliant sunset glow was burning on the horizon, showing the evening of the sun.

And the young man running in the sunset is Lin En who is reminiscing about his lost youth.

Completely ignoring the surprised looks of the passers-by around him, Lin En ran quickly along the edge of the sea of ​​clouds in the center of Xingcha Sea.

It's not that he didn't want to take a comfortable ride on a Star Raft to the martial arts arena, but it was the evening rush hour after work, and the martial arts arena was in the first ring area near the Shen Ce Mansion. The traffic during the evening rush hour was enough to block the first ring road to the eleventh ring road. Taking the Star Raft would only cause him trouble.

Of course, another reason was that he had a conflict with a ghost Mars raft.

As a law-abiding citizen, what Lin En hates most is the ghost lights running around on the streets, especially during traffic jams like these, when they squeeze through gaps in the crowded traffic as if showing off their skills, completely disregarding traffic rules and the safety of others.

"Fuck, it's 80 miles per hour and you can still keep up!"

On a ghost Mars raft driving side by side with Lin En, a fox girl wearing a black leather jacket that showed off her curvy figure and an orange helmet glanced at the speedometer needle in disbelief, then looked out the window at Lin En who was running beside the railing of the sea of ​​clouds.

In response, Lin En just smiled modestly.

"Brother, do you want to buy a cheat?"

"I'll buy your mother!"

The fox girl cursed inwardly and was about to step on the accelerator again to speed up and leave Lin En far behind, but she didn't expect that Lin En would take the lead and perform a flat fall with his left foot tripping over his right foot, rolling for dozens of meters before stopping.

If Lin En wasn't strong enough, an ordinary person would have probably given up right away.

"Fuck, I'm not going to fall to death."

Seeing that Lin En was lying on the ground motionless after performing dozens of Neymar rolls, the Will-O-W-F-G-I-N-T-S-E-R-E-S-T-G-I-N ...

The fox girl who stopped the will-o'-the-wisp took off her helmet and shook her emerald green shoulder-length hair, revealing her heroic and youthful temperament.

When she leaned over to look at Lin En, who was lying on the ground in a big letter shape, Lin En, who felt that the girl's shadow blocked the afterglow of the setting sun, waved his hand unhappily, as if to drive her away.

"Where do you see your mother?

I am so exhausted, let's take a rest."

"Why are you working so hard? You can actually run 80 miles per hour with your legs?"

This was already her second time meeting Lin En. As a member of the biker gang, Yukong was too beautiful and straightforward. She completely ignored the surprised looks of the passers-by who walked around them, and sat down next to Lin En without any hesitation. She reached out and poked Lin En, who was lying on the ground gasping for breath.

"I thought you might be the horse racing man, but I also saw that you have ears and a tail."

"Go away, I am a genuine Xianzhou person, more real than Ding Zhen."

Lin En glared at Yukong unhappily. He had actually recognized that the will-o'-the-wisp girl was Yukong a long time ago, otherwise he wouldn't have argued with her for so long.

"I'm not just sitting here playing Fast and Furious with you. I'm almost late for the sword master competition. Otherwise, why would I run so hard?"

Lin En, who had barely recovered some strength, sat up, took out his cell phone and checked the time.

5.14

"There are still six minutes left before the game ends. I can't make it."

Lin En's voice didn't sound particularly sad. After all, to him this was just a small game in a fantasy world. If he really played it, it might not be as interesting as the race with Yukong.

But what he didn't expect was that after listening to his explanation, Yukong actually punched him directly on the shoulder, almost knocking him down on the spot.

"Fuck, are you sick?"

Lin En, who has gradually adapted to the fact that Yukong is still a biker gang girl, finds it difficult to respect her, and his speaking style has become more unrestrained.

If he were in front of Hua's mother, he would be a good boy with good character and academic performance, and he would definitely be polite in speech and elegant in manners.

And it is obvious that it is more appropriate to be more straightforward when dealing with Yukong now.

Yukong pouted without any ladylike image, grabbed Lin En's arm and pulled him up from the ground, cursing in a low voice: