. That said that, cowboy ... Oh no, Santa is very busy.

As for what is busy, Zhuang Mingge is completely unclear. The Christmas beauty said that if she did not receive a letter, there would be no way to determine the position of the children, and there was no way to hand over the gift to the children's hands.

Because Santa is not a god.

The real deities are not full, you read my name, the three realms are six, there is no hidden.

To put it simply, the power of the gods is thorough. No matter where you read his name, he will hear your voice and find your position.

But most of the gods do not have the kung fu to ignore these mortals.

Whether you praise or abuse, like a ant in the eyes of the gods, there is no reason to be angry with you at all, and of course you will not punish you.

However, the gods are also annoying to hear these sounds all day. You think about it, no matter what you do, sleep, eat, sing, dance, there are thousands of sounds buzzing in your ears,

You feel very annoying.

So the gods set up an enchantment.

There is no sound of a certain strength, it will not enter the ears of the gods.

Unless you are the king of a country, let the subjects across the country go to the stage to sacrifice God with you, and then use the faith of the people to send your voice to the ears of the gods.

Of course, if the god is happy, it will help you. If you are unhappy, the birds will not bird you.

In the past, it was the case to sacrifice the sky and pray for the rain.

The suffering of the people, I hope that the gods in the sky will open their eyes. Low the heavy rain to solve the drought or other disasters. Sometimes the spirit, sometimes not spiritual, all in the mood of those gods.

Santa Claus is not a god, and has not reached the point where it is not missed, so you must write to Santa Claus. You will get gifts. Children's minds are the purest. Whenever they write, they will be known by Santa Claus.

Thus picking gifts for them.

Basically, every child who wrote a letter will get a Christmas gift.

"I see."

The mystery of his dream of the dream of the old Santa, Zhuang Mingge suddenly realized.

Christmas beauty said, "So. That's it, goodbye, the king of St. Roland."

"Hey, I'm leaving."

"No way, Christmas beautiful girl is also very busy, goodbye."

"goodbye."

Zhuang Mingge waved his hand, and the other party suddenly whistled, a meteor in the sky, a row of long -horn deer pulled a carriage to gallop, and the girl waved her hand against Zhuang Mingge.

Then, then

After the Christmas beautiful girl left, Zhuang Mingge turned around and played with the lucky doll in his hand.

"Harry?"

"What?"

"This thing is called a lucky doll, right?"

"Yes." The elf mouse quickly nodded, his face was greedy, and he couldn't wait to swallow the lucky doll into his stomach, but he looked at Zhuang Mingge's face that smiled and smiled, and suddenly shivered.

In a blink of an eye, I changed into a charming expression. "The king of St. Roland." It said, "I have something to say."

"What?"

"Please allow me to stay next to you and spend the difficulties with you, go up the mountain, go down the volcano, don't say anything."

Zhuang Mingge suddenly stunned, "Why do I feel so cold?"

"Cold? The king of St. Roland, then I will expel you this cold night for you." It suddenly took a breath, and the endless wind stopped instantly, such as the cold wind of the knife disappeared.

With Zhuang Mingge as the center, within a dozen meters of square, calm and quiet.

Zhuang Mingge raised his brow in surprise, looking at the elf rat, "Your elves and mice have this ability?"

"Naturally, compared with the Great St. Roland's king, but we are also elf mice anyway, to a certain extent, you can control the elf mouse of the element."

The other party said charmingly.

"You follow me for this?" Zhuang Mingge shook the lucky doll in his hand.

"Uh ... the king of St. Roland, our elf rat is not as powerful as you think."

"Then you can leave."

"Sorry, please forgive me, the king of St. Roland is wrong." The elf mouse hugged Zhuang Mingge's shoulder, and he refused to leave. "I admit that I said a lie, I was indeed a lucky doll.

"

"This lucky puppet is something that the goddess of lucky goddess." Zhuang Mingge just listened to the elf rat.

"Yes, the Great St. Roland's king, the goddess of luck is a kind god. Although her strength is not as good as Zeus, Athena, she is very strange. She can make people lucky and live in happiness throughout her life.

When you encounter beautiful things, meet beautiful people, you have a happy life. "

The elf rat kept admiring the power of the goddess of luck, and then pointed at the lucky doll and said: "This puppet has been blessed by the lucky goddess, which can keep the holder's terrible luck in ten years.

I can't imagine how terrible it is. "

"How terrible?" Zhuang Mingge asked, "If I buy a lottery ticket, will I win the prize?"

"No no, you are too young to look at the lucky doll, the king of St. Roland."

The elf mouse said intoxicated: "More than more than buying lottery tickets to win the prize. Although it can't be said to be a real thing, it is almost the same. The girl you like will confess to you. What you want to do will be smooth.

The enemies who want to defeat will fail for a variety of reasons. Even if you do nothing, you will die at home and eat, and you will fall from the sky. "

In short, as long as you have a lucky doll, you are the protagonist of life.

No matter what kind of woman can get it, no matter what kind of work will be smooth, no matter what difficulties, it will be solved ...

There is nothing to stop you, there is nothing to overwhelm you, there is nothing to fight you.

"What if I want to be a king?" Zhuang Mingge asked.

"Yes." The elf mouse said: "As long as you use a puppet, Cheng Wang is as simple as eating and drinking water."

Not only that, the people he cares about will be diseaseless and disaster. The person he loves is happy and happy. His friends will everything, and his relatives will go smoothly.

This is the terrible part of the lucky doll.

"Listening to you, I can't wait." Zhuang Mingge looked at the lucky doll in his hand and said, "Now, I should do it?"

"Enter your magic and write your name on the doll."

Zhuang Mingge nodded, and the lift fingers suddenly paused, "I want to ask, what kind of name is the so -called name?"

"What?" The elf mouse asked puzzled.

"I have a name called Yi Barrett, and a name is Zhuang Mingge. It is my own Chinese name. Which name will be better?"

"It's the same, it's the same." The elf rat urged him to write soon.

Zhuang Mingge thought about it, and still wrote the name of this body -Yi. Barrett.

In the next second, the lucky doll turned into a luminous light and entered Zhuang Mingge's body.

Nothing happened.

Zhuang Mingge felt a bit, "Nothing to feel."

The elf mouse said: "Lucky things are invisible and can't be touched, but you will soon find that you will unknowingly see a wonderful change around you, happiness will knock on the door by yourself."

bump!

The elf rat's words were just finished. There was a sudden explosion in the distance. Zhuang Mingge looked at it and found that the sound of the explosion came from the second grade girl dormitory.

He observed through countless plants that the second grade girl dormitory, a obese figure shook the girls behind the track at a terrible speed.

The fat man was wearing a black clothes, with a black hood, leaving only two eyes, and his hands with two different colors of women's clothes.

"How could my old lady run away, give me to death!"

Suddenly, a handsome figure suddenly emerged among the thousands of girls behind the fat man, and it was Yun Ji.

Unlike ordinary women, Yun Ji has nothing to wear, except for simple underwear and underwear. He probably heard the sound when he sleeps. If you want to think, you can chase it.

Although it is said that the cold wind in the night and the cold are compelling, but for Yun Ji, these are nothing.

As soon as she made a hand, it was a long -distance air cannon.

Bang Bang Bang ...

Snow burst, snowflakes splattered, and the terrible explosions rolled endless snowflakes again and again, overwhelming, but the fat man hid all the air cannons as if he was an unknown prophet.

What surprised Zhuang Mingge was that the fat man moved forward in the direction where he was in his position.

"attack!"

Among the girls who hunt up the fat people, there is no lack of long -distance attacks. Under the command of someone, the overwhelming arrow rain will never stop from the sky.

Boom!

The heavy snow on the ground was completely boiled, and it was blown up high again and again, covering the sight.

Zhuang Mingge took a deep breath, and seemed to completely inhale the air around the lungs within ten meters around, and the momentum opened, as if a sun rose from the night sky of Saint Laurent.

The terrible temperature instantly melted all the heavy snow around and evaporated, revealing the cleaning floor. There was no trace of water. The opponent was the premier despicable figure of St. Roland, stealing the girl's close clothes, and even slandering her bastard. Zhuang Mingge was absolutely absolutely

Can't keep your hand.

You must give the other party a proper punishment.

As soon as he made his hand, within a few kilometers of the square, the slightest appeared, even if it was a long distance, you could see a fireball burning in the sky in Saint Laurent, exuding a rolling waves, and the burnt traces appeared in the air.

Then, then

Yun Ji, who was sharp eyes, said: "Student president, help me stop him!"

"good!"

Zhuang Mingge didn't say anything, rushing up, where all the way passed, the snow melted, evaporated, and a clean road was exposed to the air.
Chapter completed!