Chapter 1,167 The Evolving Little Ghost

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On the other side, what Little Ghost and I didn't know was that Akara was also troubled by the song "Avelina's Redemption" just now.

Although she is secretly called the old fox (mainly by someone), Akela is not a god, and she also has unexpected things, so she cannot truly count everything.

For example, just now, although everything was within her expectations, she underestimated the power of Alice's singing voice.

If Alice is a serious candidate saint, or even a real saint, then the influence of a hymn is still within Akara's budget.

It is a pity that things are unpredictable. No matter how shrewd Akara is, it is impossible to estimate that this genuine saint is composed of highly condensed holy power. Coupled with ten thousand years of singing under the cathedral, this

The combination of the two makes the power of the hymn more powerful and even terrifying.

Looking at Alice from a certain perspective, she can be regarded as a mobile missionary machine. If she wants to, using her superior abilities, she can reorganize the Holy See in less than a month. In less than a year, she, a saint,

His status and prestige in the Dark Continent and in the human world surpass that of the Great Elder of the Alliance.

There is no doubt that this is the power of faith, especially in such troubled times, most people are eager to have faith to place their trust in. For these people, the existence of the little ghost is equivalent to the spokesperson of God, and its status directly exceeds that of God.

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She might even be able to pull some extremely pious angels onto the "Pirate Ship".

These are all things that Akara could not predict. Just now she sang the song "Avelina's Redemption", and even the Holy Light from Heaven appeared. The only thing she is sure of now is that in a short while, people from the Angel Clan will come.

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You have to find an excuse to fool him.

Akara sighed and looked far away, not knowing whether to cry or laugh. This druid always gave her too many surprises every time, and these surprises turned out to be unexpected in the end.

It became a surprise.

On the other side, the little ghost and I seemed to have done something bad. After discovering that everyone was kneeling and praying selflessly, we immediately ran away, turning left and right, hiding in a place where no one was around, and then stopped.

He looked like he had succeeded in his prank and was laughing.

Naturally, I had canceled the Hell Fighting Bear transformation a long time ago. After these two days of brutal hell patrols, I was able to stand on the street in the Hell Fighting Bear posture for one less second. It cost me ten coins... no, a hundred.

I am willing to pay the price of a gold coin, but even I, the third stingy Rogge, would rather endure the pain and cut off my flesh in exchange for a drop of my integrity.

Turning into a deserted corner, this little ghost seemed to be impatient, and with a flash of white light, it floated out of the necklace.

As soon as I stabilized my body, I hugged the little ghost, rubbed her soft and addictive face, and rubbed her ribbon-like moon-colored hair.

"Hehe, well done, I finally escaped from the hell on earth. You are indeed my little saint. I love you so much."

"Huhu, you know how powerful this saint is. This kind of thing can be solved by this saint just by moving her fingers."

Like a cat being scratched by its owner, this little ghost sighed happily and said proudly.

Although I kind of want to bully this complacent ghost, but considering the great achievements she has just made, let's forget it.

"Come, let me see if my little saint has lost weight after not seeing her for a few days."

"No."

After muttering something awkwardly, the little ghost obediently came out of my arms and let me look at her with my eyes.

Well, you are full of energy and your figure is equally plump. Having said that, I am too lazy to complain. Do you hate wearing underwear so much?

If I looked carefully, the looming bulge on the plump breasts that were held up even by the loose priest's robes was still clearly visible. I couldn't help but sigh.

Fortunately, this ghost doesn't like to appear in front of others, otherwise I would be dead.

One day I'll ask Willas to design a priest's robe with underwear for her. I'd like to see if she doesn't even wear any clothes.

"Hehe, how about it? You are fascinated by this saint."

Seeing me staring at her blankly, the little ghost was very happy and turned around in a circle. The priest's robe rippled and bloomed like a flower. His thighs were as smooth and white as gelatin.

exposed from inside.

Look at the hand knife!

With a bang, the proud little saint covered her forehead and squatted down with tears in her eyes.

"Everyone who bullied this saint is gone."

When I raised my eyes, this ghost stared at me with malicious eyes.

"I will bully any saint who doesn't wear underwear." I blew my sword, like a peerless swordsman who had just killed someone.

"Underwear and such are evil."

"After saying such words, please apologize to the compatriots in the entire Dark Continent."

"Wearing underwear or something, doesn't it make me look like a saint like other ordinary people?" The ghost still wanted to quibble.

"Please use your unique ideas in the right place, and apologize once again to your compatriots in the entire Dark Continent."

"Usually, I look like an animal that wants to tear my clothes apart. I peeled off my clothes, but now I want to put on my underwear. Xiaofan, I misjudged you, wuwu~~~~"

The little ghost knelt down on the ground mournfully, pretending to be a weak wife who had faced domestic violence behind her back and looked regretful for being an unkind person.

I:"……"

As always, very pornographic and violent. This little ghost, I think no one can take away the title of the world's number one saint, at least in the next universe reincarnation.

Also, although it would be silly to take such dirty jokes seriously, I still can’t help but ask, what does “mistaking me” really mean, and in what way did I misunderstand me? What if I went from kindergarten to

If the Chinese teacher at the university didn't cry, I think the translated meaning of this sentence should be something like "Xiaofan is not a beast, I really misjudged you."

The teacher of the ideological and moral class should be crying.

Forget it, all in all, I feel relieved to see that the little ghost is healthy and healthy, complaining when he should, being slanderous when he should, and acting coquettishly when he should, and is as healthy as ever.

"Really, Xiaofan just loves to worry. This saint is obviously very good."

After holding the little ghost in her arms happily, she rubbed her head comfortably and said quietly.

"Who asked you to keep sleeping during this period of time? Anyone would be worried about this situation."

"Huh, this saint is special. The longer she sleeps, the healthier she will be. If one day she can't sleep anymore, it's not too late for Xiaofan to worry about it."

What the little ghost said is quite true, but if she sleeps like this all day long, in addition to being worried, she is also a little bit...

"Ah, I understand. Xiaofan must be lonely. This saint has been sleeping all the time, so she feels lonely. Hehe, as expected, Xiaofan can't do anything without this saint. He is extremely lonely.

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"Ahem, that's not the case. I'm just worried about you gaining weight."

Being hit directly in the bullseye by the little ghost, my old face was a little bit unbearable. It was true that there was a little bit of loneliness, but it was really only a little bit.

"Hehe, I guessed it right, I guessed it right, Xiaofan can't hide anything on his mind, it's all written on his face."

Seeing my slightly embarrassed look, the little ghost became even more happy. He raised his head from his arms, his blinking silver eyes glowing with happiness and pride.

"Ah, it's really noisy. You're such an arrogant ghost. It's up to my owner to take care of you."

After saying that, I sensed that there was no one around, so I immediately pressed down, took the delicate and juicy lips of the little ghost into my mouth, and kissed her painfully.

"To be honest, do you know the reason why you keep sleeping during this time?"

After sucking and teasing the fragrant little tongue that dared to invade my territory, I reluctantly put it back, raised my head, and looked at the little panting little girl with a layer of mist in her eyes.

Ghost asked seriously.

"It seems..." The little ghost tilted his head and thought for a while before giving me an uncertain answer.

"It feels like eating too much tree."

Eat trees... Do you think you are a mountain giant?

However, I quickly realized that the little ghost was probably talking about the Crystal Tree of the Elf Tribe. The poor Elf Tribe’s majestic sacred object was actually used as food by this ghost. I didn’t know who Yalandlan was.

What did she think? She actually agreed and even took the initiative to deliver the goods to her door. If I were her, I would definitely eat this ghost first.

"Why, could it be that you have a bad stomach? I just said, diamonds are all, don't eat those weird things again."

I panicked and quickly put my ear to the little ghost's belly to see if there were any strange sounds coming from inside.

"You're not in a bad mood, so stop talking nonsense."

Even though he was a little ghost, his pretty face turned slightly red and he hit me on the head coquettishly.

"Listen up, Xiaofan, this saint may be evolving again."

After saying that, she proudly crossed her arms with her hands on her waist.

"evolution?"

I stared blankly at the little ghost, my eyes gradually changing from shock to pity.

"Ah, are you thinking of something rude?"

The sensitivity difference caused my eyes to change, and this little ghost puffed up its cheeks angrily.
To be continued...