Diablo Destruction

The melodious and passionate singing stopped for a while before we woke up from our intoxication.

"You are such a good wife, Junior Brother Wu."

Carlos patted me on the shoulder and said with certainty that the song just echoed Carlos's mood at the moment, so he was the one who felt the most profoundly.

I smiled proudly and was about to say something modest. Unexpectedly, this unlovable paladin added something that left me speechless.

"But my Angeliel is even better, and so is my baby girl."

Damn it, this guy dared to pick out such a sensitive trigger. I admit that Angelelle is indeed outstanding. I have never seen such a strong woman. And his baby daughter is also very cute. When she grows up, she will She is a beauty who is not inferior to Sara, but my Willas and the others have more advantages, such as cooking skills, needlework...

Just as I was twitching at the corner of my mouth, I was about to take the fuse thrown by Carlos and have a vigorous debate with him, even preparing for a violent conflict, when the old drunkard suddenly interjected.

"By the way, everyone said Carlos's daughter is here. Carlos's daughter is here. Doesn't she have a name? Didn't Angelil give her a name?"

These words suddenly woke us up. Indeed, after such a long time, it was impossible for Angelil not to give her a name. Everyone couldn't help but cast their eyes on Carlos, only to find that he also had a look of wakefulness and confusion on his face. , obviously doesn’t know much better than we do.

"correct."

He thought for a few seconds and then suddenly slapped his thigh hard.

"Angeliel likes roses the most, and she used to engrave words on roses. If she wanted to tell me, it should be inside these roses.

Everyone then unanimously turned their attention to the box, which was filled with roses that the little angel used as a mattress.

There are probably hundreds or even thousands of roses here. Converted into scattered rose petals, there are tens of thousands of petals. Sister Angelil, are you doing this in disguised form of corporal punishment?

Everyone had no choice but to let Carlos take out a handful of rose petals and check each piece carefully. Although it seemed quite boring, surprisingly, everyone started doing it with great interest, even Ah. Carla and Kane also joined in the fight, but the old drunkard was more shabby and even asked Carlos to give these roses to her to make some rose wine.

Fortunately, everyone here has a sharp eye... Well, except for Akara, tens of thousands of rose petals were picked out in just over half an hour. Sure enough, a few had words engraved on them, and they were picked out one by one, and then Arrange them in correct word order.

Carlos, my husband, Kajie, my daughter, my love for you will never fade like these roses.

Looking at the bright red rose petals on the ground, Carlos' eyes became moist again. He held his sleeping daughter tightly and murmured repeatedly.

"Kajiel, my daughter, Kajiel, my daughter..."

Later, each of these tens of thousands of petals was engraved with a powerful magic circle by Angeliel, representing the rose petals that would never wither. Under the regretful eyes of the old drunkard, Carlos treasured them. When I wake up, I have one more memory.

However, carving a magic circle on the petals of a rose is such a painful technique. The petals are already small and tender. You can imagine how difficult it is to carve a complicated magic circle on them. At least the miser lamented that he couldn't do it, but Angelil carved tens of thousands of petals in one go. Could it be that she had been doing this kind of thing for decades without any trouble?

In my opinion, just throw a few fallen feathers to Carlos. Anyway, their wing feathers are inexhaustible. Every time an angel comes, if they flap their wings a few times, the feathers will be like rain. Falling to the ground?

Just when I was thinking about it, there was a small movement, which seemed to alarm our little angel. The petite body wrapped in the blanket moved a few times, and the long and lovely eyelashes trembled slightly, seeming to be opening.

For a moment, Carlos, who was calm and composed, seemed to be so panicked that he even forgot to breathe. He turned around and looked at us for help. Suddenly, as if he thought of something again, his eyes became alert and glanced at our faces. It clearly said: Come on, get out of my way now, the mother recognition ceremony is about to begin.

It seems that even after Akara's words, he cheered up again and even became more motivated than before, but in front of his daughter, Carlos' brain was still not very clear.

Shrugging our shoulders, and with Akara's chuckle, we took a few steps back and entered the theater mode.

After Carlos dismissed us, just like the man who participated in the blind date ceremony, he nervously adjusted his paladin dress, straightened his chest, and looked solemn before entering the door. Then he thought that this seemed inappropriate. , and quickly tried to show a soft and friendly face, but probably in the past few decades, he has forgotten what a friendly smile is, and his facial muscles twitched, which was extremely awkward, but he seemed to feel good about himself, feeling that he was now He looks "very friendly".

Then, he knelt down next to the box and greeted the little angel Kajie who slowly opened her eyes with this "kind smile".

The dreamy eyes that fascinated everyone slowly opened, and then faced Carlos's smiling face.

little angel:"……"

Carlos: "..."

Weiwei sat up from the box surrounded by a sea of ​​roses. Our little angel seemed a little confused and couldn't figure out the situation. He rubbed his beautiful big eyes and stretched out cutely. The aura of an angel and the cute expression like a doll almost make everyone have a protective desire to hold her in their arms and take care of her carefully.

At this moment, Carlos was filled with tears. Look, this is my daughter. She is so cute and beautiful. She is just like Angelelle. He moved his face towards her excitedly.

"Kajiel, my baby..."

"Boom——————"

Oh, what a beautiful uppercut, Carlos flew up, he flew high, at this moment, he was no longer a person, but a bright shooting star piercing the night sky.

Looking at Carlos' figure flying high, I complained while watching the little angel calmly put away her fair and slender body, which seemed to be only associated with furry toys, but she could lift a few hundred kilograms. Carlos' little fist flew high, and he shuddered subconsciously.

Angels should not be judged by their appearance, that’s probably what it means.

With a "bump", Carlos flew high into the sky. He didn't make any movement in the air, but just let his body fall heavily to the ground in a large shape. It seemed that he was knocked away by his daughter. It had already dealt him an unparalleled blow. No, he lay on his back, staring blankly at the sky, muttering "Why why why why..." at a speed that could brainwash other people.

"It is said that there is a poisonous spider in the Kurast Forest. After the child wakes up in the belly, it will feed on the mother's flesh and blood..."

"Stop instilling useless knowledge there."

Before the old drunkard could finish his words, Akara hit him on the head with his cane. It was retribution.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

At this moment, Seattle's wild laughter suddenly sounded, a laughter full of superior victory.

"Carlos, you can't do this."

He clicked his tongue, shook his finger, and said disdainfully to Carlos, who was lying on his back.

"In this era, what do children value most? Yes, it is force. Only powerful men can be worshiped by them, just like this..."

As he spoke, he flexed his muscles like a bodybuilder, causing the strong muscles that were already like iron lumps on his body to swell to a terrifying level that would be indescribable to anyone other than a muscular man.

As he said this, his giant head, which was more than three meters tall, took steps that made the ground tremble slightly. He strode in the direction of the little angel with his head held high and his chest high, not forgetting to use my signature moves. Also follow suit - give a thumbs up and flash your white shining teeth towards the little angel.

In fact, I think that the big guy like Seattle Lake may have mistaken the gender. If the little angel is a boy, his words may still have some possibility, so...

In full view of the public, Seatik came to the little angel. With a simple smile on his face, he stretched out his big hand to the little angel in the most gentlemanly manner he could. To put it casually, this thick arm was much bigger than the little angel. The angel's petite and exquisite body is even bigger. If she were to look at it from the perspective of the little angel, Seike standing in front of her would probably be no different from Gang Damu.

So, of course, there was another heavy "dong" sound, and the next moment, the little angel put her slender and young legs back into the white dress, while Seatik hugged her crotch and uttered words. He fell to the ground and rolled continuously.

This little guy is very skilled at attacking weak points. When I saw Seattle's tragic end and shuddered with emotion, the old drunkard whispered beside me.

Compared to Seattle, Carlos's size and weight are undoubtedly much smaller, so he threw a right uppercut. Facing Seattle, who was as strong as a tree, he knew that he couldn't fly away with one punch, so he came with a right hook. Weakness judgment and attack, I have to say, it is really remarkable that a little angel, who seems to be about six or seven years old, can make such a wise and accurate judgment.

"Ha ha ha ha----"

This time it was Carlos's smile. He wiped the wet corners of his eyes in emotion: "It seems that the anti-wolf skills I taught Angelelle have completely passed on the essence to our precious daughter. Like a mother, she must It’s great to have a daughter.”

"..."

To be honest, I don’t think this is something worth moving to tears.

After successively severely injuring Carlos and Seattle, two of the top heavyweights in the First World, the little angel's lazy attitude of not waking up just now has completely disappeared, replaced by vigilance, looking at everyone, deeply vigilant. His eyes were like those of overbearing kittens fighting for food.

Moreover, this kind of vigilance comes from nature, as if she often shows this expression, which makes people feel heartbroken. What on earth has this cute little angel experienced to be able to eat and breathe so naturally? Does it reveal a vigilance towards everything in the outside world?

Looking at his precious daughter, Carlos's eyes turned red with distress. He was about to take a few steps forward. Unexpectedly, just as he revealed this thought, the little angel curled up slightly as if he was facing a similar person who was about to invade his territory. , her beautiful cherry-colored lips opened wide, revealing a pair of extremely cute but a little wild little tiger teeth, her eyes fixed on Carlos. If she was really a kitten, I am afraid that she would already have a long waist at this moment. He was arched, his throat was hoarse, and all the hair on his alert body was about to stand on end.

When Carlos saw this, although he was so distressed that he almost bled, he still forcefully took back his steps. Looking at Carlos's current expression, it was as if he could imagine Angeliel's forced expression of indifference in front of Carlos. The mood is the same, so sad.

Faced with extremely high vigilance, the area within a radius of two meters from the center of the box has been designated as his own territory. Everyone else has been regarded as an imaginary enemy. Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do. What can I do.

Although I saw a completely strange world and completely strange people when I woke up, the vigilance shown by the little angel was too strong in his current appearance, even for someone as friendly as Akara. The old woman seemed to be deeply wary of her.

"Snapped--"

Someone suddenly slapped my shoulder hard from behind. The force was so strong that I staggered forward a few steps before I could steady my body. I couldn't help but look back angrily. As expected, the culprit was none other than the evil in the camp. One of the two main causes of the tragedy is the old woman Kasha who has not been able to get married even after menopause.

This guy inexplicably made a bold gesture towards me, giving me a thumbs up, his white teeth shining.

"At this time, it's up to you Wu." She said.

I?

Look at me?

The atmosphere was condensed.

Humph, she is indeed an old drunkard. Although her personality is a bit worse, her eyes are still so vicious. Even the aura of my nanny who is deeply hidden in my soul has not escaped her eyes. She is really a terrifying woman.

I lowered my head gloomily, and gently pushed the frame (?) on my nose with my middle finger. A mysterious smile appeared on my face shrouded in shadow. At this moment, everyone was impressed by the huge self-confidence pouring out of me. Shocked.

Carlos, Seattle, let me tell you, in this era, the key to attracting children is not handsome appearance or tall figure, but...

like----! ! ! !

"boom--!"

I took the first step in the direction of the little angel, which has been designated as a restricted area by everyone. Others only felt that this step seemed to contain endless momentum and power, and even the entire Rogge camp shook slightly. .

At this time, other people saw that endless brilliance seemed to burst out from the druid. The figure bathed in the white light became extremely tall in vain, and the confidence and momentum exuded were just like that. Not even the Three Demon Gods have it.

"boom--!!"

The second step, the whole camp was still shaking, the third step, the fourth step... step by step as they approached the little angel, sweat broke out on everyone's foreheads.

Under everyone's complicated gazes, I finally came to the little angel, squatted down gently, put my left hand between my legs, and held my chin with my right hand like a thinker. This tiny move immediately attracted the attention of the onlookers. look of disdain.

Looking at each other with the little angel, even I couldn't help but admire, this little angel, with its pure and flawless beautiful eyes that are a little timid, a little weak, and a little pretentious and savage, really seems to be able to speak. The slender eyelashes are stained with some moisture, and their beautiful eyes are so mesmerizing that only Sarah and Princess Sanwu can match them. Compared with them, they have another kind of weak and tenacious temperament that is attractive.

After taking a deep breath, I recovered from those perfect eyes. I slightly extended the hand holding my chin to the little angel and smiled.

"Can... let me touch..."

Before the words were finished, the little angel's slightly curled up body suddenly broke away from the blanket and leaned forward. His soft, cold hands were placed on my outstretched hands, and he seemed to be touching them curiously. The even more intoxicating and rich fragrance of roses also came from the opposite side.

The little angel's two little hands seemed to be exploring something. They curiously touched my hands and felt the lines on them. Then their timid eyes slowly became docile. The little hands followed my arms and kept on. He touched my face and touched it again and again. His beautiful eyes stared at me motionlessly, so seriously and confidently that he seemed to have forgotten to even breathe.

Suddenly, in everyone's surprised look, her bare white toes lifted up slightly, like a kitten that had found a nest. Without asking for my opinion, her whole body picked up countless beautiful rose petals, and started flying. The box fell straight down and fell into my arms. Her cute pink face rubbed against it for a few times. She twisted her body restlessly and found a comfortable position before taking a deep breath with peace of mind. After a breath, his eyes dimly closed again.

I held the little angel in my arms who had closed her eyes again. After confirming that she had fallen asleep, I slowly stood up straight with the slightest movement, turned around, and held the little angel's rich scent with one hand. With her petite body fragrant with roses, her other hand made a V-shaped victory gesture towards Carlos and the others who couldn't close their mouths, with a smile on her lips.

This time, Carlos was truly beaten to the bone and regained his tone.

That's right, this is the victory of the aura of father's love.