Warwick the Godfather of Terra

"Well, whatever. I haven't been out for a walk for a long time."

After tidying up her messy hair, the woman walked to the bed piled with wine jars, took off her Taoist robe, and changed into a light outfit of shorts.

"You're leaving again."

A deep male voice was heard, and the source of the voice was actually the pen washer on the table!

"Yes, the wine is short and the dreams are long, and they are always endless. I am not like you, my brother, who can transform into thousands of forms and travel all over the mountains and rivers. I can only rely on these two feet, walking and walking, which is quite interesting."

She braided her dark hair into a pigtail, reached out to grab a wooden hairpin and put it on her head to gather the excess long hair. The woman turned her head, squinted her eyes, and walked to the table, looking at the pen washer on the table.

The originally black brush washing water in the brush washer has now settled into clear black and white.

"Besides, it seems like there are more interesting things waiting for me this time. If I don't go and take a look, I will regret it for the rest of my life."

The water in the brush washer ripples slowly.

"What is your goal this time?"

The blue-haired woman picked up the whisk on the table, placed it on the dust rack behind her, and reached out to pick up an unlit lantern from the side.

Just as her hand touched the lantern, a dim light suddenly appeared in the dim lantern.

"Dragon Gate."

Picking up the lantern, the woman turned around, opened the door and walked out.

At this time, the sky was bright and the scorching sunlight was scorching.

"Ah. I haven't seen the sun for a long time."

The woman walked out of the door without looking back, completely ignoring the call from the eunuch at the door.

However, just as the woman walked a short distance, she suddenly seemed to remember something, turned around abruptly, and ran back.

"I knew you would come back."

The sound of the pen washer in the room was still so low.

"I forgot to bring it."

The blue-haired woman picked up her wine gourd and hung it around her waist, then laughed.

"Without it, I would be lost along the way."

"Are you all going to look for the Grandmaster?"

An old voice came from behind. Although the white-haired old man was old, his straight back made him look young.

"No, Yumen is a nice place, but it's boring to go there all the time.

The wilderness is covered with strong winds, weapons and weeds. Although there are thousands of men, they are always a little bit monotonous. "

After hanging the gourd, the woman turned around without even looking at the white-haired old man who had come in at some point.

"I plan to go see those two girls first, have a bowl of regular plain noodles, and then try some wontons with red oil. Winter is coming, so why not go to the south of the Yangtze River to avoid the cold.

Don't worry, Master. The journey is long and the mountains are high. My second brother will not be willing to travel with me."

The woman turned and left without even looking back.

Humming an inexplicable tune, carrying a lantern on her back, the woman swayed with every step like a wandering knight, and stepped out of the attic that was surrounded by heavy black armor.

"We have reached the sky and burned the ropes. The Seventh Lord is here to release the prisoners of the wine star."

When he reached the door, Ling turned around and looked at the three words "Si Sui Ge" behind him, narrowed his eyes, and muttered something.

"Hey, let's go, I wonder what the new guy at Longmen is like."

He turned around and walked out of the palace.

"Don't let me make this trip in vain."

Inside the house, in the Simui Pavilion, the Grand Tutor and Bixi were looking at each other.

a long time.

"What is it?"

The tutor closed the door and sat on the chair that Ling had just stood up from.

"A guy who came from nowhere."

The second brother's voice showed some emotion.

"The guy from Longmen sent a bottle of wine, a message, and a strand of hair from someone unknown. After my elder sister drank it, she was drunk for a month."

The Master's face was expressionless, but there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Even you don't know?"

The water in the brush washer began to stir.

“Hahaha, even though I’m competing with the sky, this person is not a participant.

I have to say, if there is any change in this situation, it should start from this position!"

Chapter 1 Three little girls having sex outdoors

“Boom boom boom.”

A truck with a round and fat penguin head painted on it was driving across the wasteland. From the deep tire marks left by the wheels, it could be seen that the cargo on the back of the truck was quite heavy.

"Ah, I feel so sleepy."

Lying on the passenger seat, red-haired Sakta took off the eye mask with red circles on it and tried hard to open his eyes.

It was winter, and the weather in the wilderness was always dry and desolate, with nothing but loess as far as the eye could see.

Oh, and there are Originium bugs that occasionally crawl out of the ground.

"If you're sleepy, just sleep a little longer."

The Fengti girl who was reading a beauty magazine in the back moved the magazine away from her face when she heard this, revealing one eye and looking at Sakota in front of her, and complained.

"Besides, isn't it the same for you angels to go to bed at any time? Isn't the night light above your head always on?"

After saying this, the orange-haired girl from the Fengti tribe pulled the magazine on her head towards her face.

Well, it seems that she was not looking at it just now, but just leaning on it to block the sunlight.

Delivering goods in the wilderness is not an easy job. Although they have this specially made truck that can block the bad weather outside, the continuous sailing for several or even dozens of days is really unbearable.

The reason why it is called a wasteland is that there are no mobile urban rail lines in this area.

On the other hand, it also shows that even mobile cities do not gather here, which shows how harsh the environment is.

There are natural disasters that could occur at any time, the earth that could explode at any time, and all kinds of animals that appear out of nowhere and become violent for some reason.

Even grown men can hardly bear it, let alone they are just a few little girls.

"Ah, it's different. At night, at least I can lie down comfortably, put on comfortable pajamas, and have a good dream peacefully.

Now I can't even lie down and stretch my legs, let alone change into pajamas. Damn it, is the boss so stingy? Why doesn't he make a bigger truck? "

After putting the eye mask in the storage box, the red-haired angel stretched, put his arm on the car door beside him, and leaned Lian on his hand. His nutritious little face was supported by a bulging piece of soft flesh with his little fist.

Just looking at it makes people want to have a bite.

I'll go first, you guys line up.

"Be quiet, Exusiai."

A cold voice came from the driver's seat, Texas holding the steering wheel.

Compared to a few years ago, she has become much more mature now.

But it seems that unlike the other Texas, the current Texas has not developed such thrilling curves, and his face looks colder than when he first came to Longmen a few years ago.

But apart from a more resolute look in her eyes, her features and eyebrows have not changed much from a few years ago.

Gripping the steering wheel, which was a little too big even for a man, with fingerless gloves, Texas glanced at a medical bag nearby.

The bag contained green liquid that glowed faintly in the sunlight.

"Wow Texas, you are so biased. Croissant said so much but you didn't blame her but you blame me. I am so sad."

When Angel heard Texas's scolding, her face turned bitter and she pursed her lips, as if she was about to cry at the next moment.

"If you keep talking nonsense, I will really scold you."

Texas frowned.

She drove for more than ten days in a row. Although she could take turns to rest every night, the long period of concentration and sitting was a huge drain on her.

After all, driving in the wilderness requires full concentration.

"Do you want to..."

Glancing at the green liquid, Texas' heart moved slightly.

After struggling for a moment, Texas finally made a decision and stretched out his hand towards the green medical bag.

Then he grabbed the bag of chocolate bars stuck underneath.

Texas took out a new box of chocolate bars and threw it to Exia.

"Help me tear it open."

Texas said, looking out at the ground that seemed to have been torn apart.

"Yes, Captain."

The Angel stuck out her tongue, opened the red and black biscuit box, pulled out the biscuit bag, tore it open, and took out a biscuit.

Stuffed it directly into his mouth.

"Ouch... it's so bitter."

While crunching on a chocolate chip cookie, he took out one and handed it to Texas.

"As expected, apple pie suits me better. I don't understand why something so bitter can be delicious. Is it really that refreshing?"

Watching his partner holding the chocolate bar in his mouth and chewing it with a crunching sound, Angel picked up the cup of tea beside him and swallowed the biscuit crumbs in his mouth.

"I'm telling you, in Texas, in Rutland, this kind of thing is just a decoration on the cake at best, no one will eat it."

"Put the tea bottle in the bottle," said Angel, while he was responsible for refilling biscuits for Texas who was driving.

Texas had long discovered that this angel was just teasing her, but she was too lazy to expose him. Since someone was helping her, she didn't have to ask for help from others.

"That was in Rutland."

Texas was motionless, with a Pocky in his mouth.

"I have asked you this question more than once, and you never answered me."

With a sigh, Angel threw the cookie box into the trash can.

"I really don't know how such a generous Uncle Warwick could have given birth to a cold-faced woman like you."

Leaning back in his chair, Angelus recalled the uncle from the Luper tribe whom he met when he first came to Longmen.

Until now, she still didn't know why Mostima warned her to stay away from Uncle Warwick.

Uncle Warwick is obviously a very kind person. Although the prosthetic limbs on his hands are a bit scary, his barbecue is really delicious.

Moreover, every time the boss gets angry, Uncle Warwick always stands up to protect them. He is so handsome!

It's totally unlike that scumbag angel who tricked me from Rutland to come here, and then disappeared after making a phone call to me!

Hearing those three familiar words, Texas was slightly stunned, then continued driving.

But he subconsciously exerted force with his mouth.

"Crack!"

The cookies fell to the floor along with the beauty magazines.

"Enemy attack."

The bread man, who had appeared at the beginning but had no role in the entire chapter, finally appeared, and Croissant sat up.

From the whistling wind outside and the strange sound of the motorcycle, it can be heard that some Sarkaz hunters have already set their sights on their truck.

"It's okay, just shake it off."