Warwick the Godfather of Terra

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It was a small thing that looked just like a... blowtorch used to burn pig hair at a pork stall.

Moreover, compared with other cassette blowtorches, it is much smaller, only half the size of a normal blowtorch.

"Pay attention."

Nian quickly reached out to snatch it back and glared at his silly sister.

"Lao Fan and I worked all night to make this. Don't be fooled by its small size. I didn't cut corners at all."

"If you're pulling me out of the painting just to watch you act funny, I might as well go back to painting."

Xi looked at her sister who was a little unhappy because she failed to plot against her, and her face was as grumpy as her ancestors.

"Hey, you've been painting for so many years. You won't die if you paint two years less. Besides, haven't you noticed?"

As Nian said this, she put her tail in front, and a bubble of evening bubbles was wrapped around her tail.

“This little fellow is His fragment in our body.

Why are you hiding every day?"

Xi was still looking at this little thing at the end of the year that came from nowhere.

There were so many things that happened that day that she had forgotten to care about the appearance of this little guy. It was only after Nian said this that she noticed it.

Oh, it turns out that all my origin has been drawn out.

Huh? Wait, something's wrong!

origin?

Looking at the surprised expression on Xi's face, Nian suddenly realized what was going on and started to laugh at her immediately.

"You idiot, you haven't discovered it yet, ahahahaha..."

Xi blushed.

When faced with this situation, she usually...

"Freehand painting is better than form!"

With a flushed little face, Xi lifted up its tail, made a crack in the ground, and naturally crawled in.

"Come on!"

The Nian bubble that was originally wrapped around Xi's tail suddenly disappeared because of the entanglement, and immediately fell to the ground with a bang.

Looking at Xi who had crawled into the crack in the ground, Nian smacked his lips in disdain.

"It's still the same as before. It can't stand being teased at all. It's really not fun."

At this moment, the werewolf came in with a pot of hot pot. Seeing that there was only one Nian in the room and a crack on the ground, he immediately understood.

"Is it fun for you to always bully your sister like this?"

Put the red hot pot that looks like a basin of blood on the table, the werewolf said as he stretched out his hand to knock on the crack in the ground.

"Hey, stop messing around and come out to eat!"

The cat, who was pinching bubbles in the world of his own creation in the crack of the ground, was shaken to the ground by the knocks on the door.

Xi poked half of her head out from the crack in the ground, her eyes red.

There is no such thing as bullying!

"I'll tell you..."

Xibao, with red eyes, stuck his head out and looked up.

It just happened to meet the werewolf's lowered head next to it.

Xi came out with a whoosh.

Sitting quietly aside, she is as peaceful as a lotus in midsummer.

"Don't be a Bilian."

Nian sneered and poured half a bowl of pepper powder into his dry plate.

"I want you to be widowed!"

Xi glared at Nian, stretched out her chopsticks to scoop up a pea tip from the pot, slid it over the oil dish and put it into her mouth.

Suddenly, her tears dripped down her eyes.

It's too spicy.

This spicy level...

She stared with her big watery eyes full of tears at Nian, who was eating tripe across the table with his mouth almost reaching the edge of the table.

"You did it on purpose!"

Sticking out her tongue, Xi panted.

For people like them, normal spiciness is not a problem at all.

However, if the hotpot is prepared by them personally, it will be very spicy.

The smell from the pot in front of her was so spicy that it almost wiped out her sense of taste!

Is this how you act as a sister?

Without even putting down his chopsticks, Nian scooped out another piece of feather beast blood from the pot.

"Yes."

She made no effort to conceal her sarcasm.

The werewolf holding the bowl of sesame paste was stunned.

"No, why add spicy food if you can't handle spicy food?"

The werewolf wondered as he threw hunks of beef into the mouth.

Xi was stunned.

"What I want?"

The werewolf nodded, somewhat puzzled.

"Nian said so. She said I only agreed if you wanted to eat spicy food."

"I, I, I, I'm going to fight you!"

Xi couldn't stand it anymore.

These few days, ever since she was pulled out of the painting by Nian, she has been tortured by her sister in various ways every day.

Xi was about to collapse.

"Oh, I'm afraid you're not even a foot tall enough!"

Year put down the oil dish.

The two great swords, one red and one white, clanged against each other.

When Jiuselu came in carrying tofu and bamboo shoots, he saw the two sisters chopping wood fiercely.

"You're still so energetic, that's great."

Putting the tofu and bamboo shoots on the table, the Nine-Colored Deer sat opposite the werewolf.

In the past few days, Nian and Xi have been fighting every day. At the beginning, the wolf man and she had to help persuade them, but after realizing that they couldn't come to a conclusion, they gave up.

"Have you finished dealing with the things down the mountain?"

The werewolf picked up a fish ball from the pot and dipped it in sesame sauce and asked while eating.

"There's nothing to do. I've just been waiting for these tangerine peels these past few days."

The Nine-Colored Deer picked up a piece of tofu and put it into the pot.

Something amazing happened.

The red oil, chili peppers, and various ingredients in the pot seemed to be avoiding her chopsticks!

There was a small piece of clear soup appearing near the piece of tofu she put in!

After blanching the tofu, he put it into Xi's bowl, and Jiuselu picked up a piece of firecracker bamboo shoots.

"You still haven't remembered?"

Warwick asked as he dumped a plate of beef into the pot and stirred it up.

"No."

The Nine-Colored Deer smiled and shook his head slightly.

"But is it really that important whether you can remember it or not?"

"The past is over, we are all living in the present, right?"

As she spoke, she picked up the firecracker bamboo shoots and put them into her bowl.

"When shall we leave?"

The werewolf threw the slices of meat from the pot into his mouth.

"Let's go tonight. I also want to see where you live and see how it differs from this deep mountain forest."

The Nine-Colored Deer eats food just like a real deer, tearing the food one by one.

The werewolf looked at her.

“Perhaps you won’t be able to adapt.”

The Nine-Colored Deer didn't even raise its head.

"It's okay. Since we're walking here, we'll get used to it."

The werewolf thought about it.

If we bring the Nine-Colored Deer back to Zaun...

Apart from anything else, if the Nine-Colored Deer discovered all that technology and hard work...

The consequences could be disastrous.

Moreover, Zaun might not really be suitable for Nine-Colored Deer Dai.

However, Jiuselu is so good at cooking and is also proficient in making medicine, so there seems to be a place that is really suitable for her to stay.

After all, after bringing Keobe to Rhodes Island, he never took care of her.

And Jiuselu's cooking is really delicious. He is very good at making all kinds of Yan country dishes.

Thinking of this, the werewolf raised his head and looked at the Nine-Colored Deer who was chewing the firecracker shoots one by one.

"Then I'll find you another place to stay, okay?"

"Okay."

The Nine-Colored Deer never rejected any decision he made.

Suddenly, the werewolf felt a sense of condemnation in his heart.

If the Nine-Colored Deer were to cook for Ceobe...

Is this a bit of a torture for the deer?

Chapter 25: Ceob: Take it down! I can’t eat it (sad)

Inside the room, the Wolf Man and the Nine-Colored Deer were eating hot pot.

The werewolf showed off plate after plate of meat.