Sword Three + Douluo, the Fortune-Telling God, the Second Part Sequel

In Yan Le's vision, it should be like this:

The handsome and evil young man looked at the cold girl in front of him tenderly and affectionately, and gracefully extended his right hand to invite the **** a date. In the soft sunlight, beside the green woods, a few colorful butterflies flew among them, blowing in the distance. The breeze stirred the green heartstrings, coupled with the romantic and sweet music, the two reconciled as good as before, like glue.

This is a must-have method that Yan Le learned from the bubble romance drama that was rampant in the summer vacation.

Even Dai Mubai felt that after learning about Yan Le's plan, there was a great possibility of success.

However, the goose died before leaving the school, which made the hero tearful!

Everything was ruined by the pitfall of the system. (Yan Le selectively forgot his own leaks.)

It's still breeze, and the demon wind is almost the same.

Dai Mubai couldn't wait to go back in time. When he returned to an hour ago, he would shoot Yan Le, who had a bad idea in front of him, to death.

As I thought about it, Dai Mubai's handsome face twisted, and it looked terrifying with the sorrow and joy still rippling in the air.

However, with the chicken nest on top of his head, the whole person looks a little bit happy.

Yan Le and the system sneaked out of the grass, seeing Dai Mubai's face turned blue, and staring fiercely in his direction, shrinking his head in fright, retracting and shivering.

"All, what should I do, now Boss Dai must be even more angry."

Yan Le hugged his head and squatted in the grass with his **** pouted. If he had a tail, he might have been trembling with exploded fur.

However, Yan Le does not have a tail, but the system does, and the system does the same as Yan Le, holding his head and pouting, the short tail no longer clings to the skin, and Dai Mubai's fright is erected, and his hair trembles fiercely. .

[Blame you for giving people fun! 】

Yan Le became angry when he heard this, "Blame me, it's all about how good you are, not even a fan, and blow Dai Mubai into a chicken nest."

Speaking of this system, there is obviously a guilty conscience.

[Can bear paws be the same as human paws? It's all your fault, spicy chicken host! 】

"Say I'm a spicy chicken, you're a spicy chicken, you can't even beat Luo San Pao, the spicy chicken system."

[It's all your bad ideas, spicy chicken host. 】

"If it wasn't for you to give Dai Mubai eye drops, how could you get the current situation, the spicy chicken system."

[Okay, you say me, I have the ability to single out! Spicy Chicken Host]

"One-on-one, you have the ability to fight with me, let's see if Dad Qin doesn't abuse you to death."

[Oh, you have the ability to compare cute with me, come on, when I am afraid of you. 】

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Zhu Zhuqing looked at Dai Mubai's miserable appearance, a smile flashed in the clear water eyes, followed Dai Mubai's hideous gaze, and saw that the grass not far away made a fine sound, the sorrow and joy just now. And the strong wind came from there, and there was a short fluffy tail among the swaying weeds.

At a glance, I knew who made Dai Mubai like this.

"Is there anything there?"

Zhu Zhuqing asked Dai Mubai expressionlessly, but the smile under her eyes revealed her good mood.

The one person who was in conflict suddenly froze in place, and did not dare to take a breath, and at the same time stretched out his hand to cover the other's mouth.

"No, it's nothing." Although Dai Mubai said that, his teeth clenched, and he could not wait to pull Yan Le and the system out to directly send dozens of Baihu Lie waves.

Frightened by Dai Mubai's tone, he swallowed down his throat with difficulty, and all of them began to wink.

Yan Le: Not good, what should we do?

System: Thirty-six strategies are the best policy, keep the green hills, not afraid of no firewood.

Yan Le: Makes sense!

In less than three seconds, there was no longer a trace of people in the grass on the spot, only the grass after being trampled on proved that there were people before.

When Dai Mubai found that the bushes that were still Xixisuo had been quiet just now, he knew that Yan Le and his bear had slipped away.

A sneer was aroused, and the monk could run away but not the temple. Yan Le, you wait for me.

"Don't you have something to tell me?" Zhu Zhuqing's pleasant voice sounded in Dai Mubai's ears.

Dai Mubai was taken aback and looked at Zhu Zhuqing in front of him, only to find that there was a slight invisible smile on her face.

As if the iceberg melted and the earth rejuvenated, in Dai Mubai's opinion, Zhu Zhuqing, who was smiling, was the most beautiful person he had ever seen, and the person who moved his heart the most.

Holding the beating heart in his chest, Dai Mubai nodded blankly against the chicken nest.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Dai Mubai's appearance, the smile in his eyes became more obvious, and turned around to signal Dai Mubai to follow.

The gentle sunlight shone beside them along the gaps in the leaves, passing through Zhu Zhuqing's smooth hair and imprinting on Dai Mubai's stunned face.

Dai Mubai followed Zhu Zhuqing away head-heavy, and a thought slowly emerged in his stunned mind. Perhaps it would be nice to be a little stupid in front of Zhu Qing occasionally.

Well, Yan Le also did a good thing, and still didn't clean him up.

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Second more

Even if it was a seven-day holiday, Shrek's students would gather at the cafeteria for dinner on time every day, but today was a bit different. There were a lot of people in the cafeteria at noon.

The master carefully prepared simple and nutritious meals, each with two vegetarians, one meat and one soup, and they all lined up to the cafeteria to receive their own portion.

"How come there are so few people today? I don't know where they all go to play."

Oscar took his food and walked to the empty seat next to Ning Rongrong, and casually found a topic to chat with Ning Rongrong.

Xiao Wu pushed all his meat and vegetables to Moju, and then picked up the stir-fried cabbage from his bowl. It is a holiday now, and there is not a lot of training exercises every day, so for Xiao Wu, meat is a food that can be eaten as little as possible.

Hearing Oscar's words, Xiao Wu looked up in the cafeteria and found that there were indeed not many people.

"The fat man was beaten by Boss Dai before, and he is now lying in the dormitory to recuperate. Boss Dai and Zhuqing are not there either. Even Xiao San and Xiao Le don't know where to play?"

Pursing Xiao'er, Xiao Wu complained to Mo Ju of the others. Before Mo Ju could answer her, Tang San slowly stepped into the dining hall.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Wu stood up and waved to Tang San, "Little San, come here."

Tang San stepped up to the table where the four of Xiao Wu and the others were sitting, looked at them in confusion, and asked, "What's the matter? Is there anything wrong with me?"

Ning Rongrong looked up at Tang San and said, "We were discussing where the other people are going. The fat man was injured in the dormitory to recuperate. Boss Dai probably went on a date with Zhuqing. Didn't Xiao Le stay with you?"

Hearing Ning Rongrong's words, Tang San frowned slightly invisibly, but when the others didn't notice, he relaxed back to the original state and returned to the peaceful state before.

"I didn't see Lele early this morning, maybe he went out to play."

With that said, Tang San planned in his heart to find Yan Le when he finished eating. Tang San knew the most about Yan Le's unspeakable attributes. And when Yan Le went out with the bamboo bear beside him, the effect of one plus one was greater than two. It's okay for others to talk about it. For fear that one did not watch, Yan Le pitted himself in.

While Tang San and the others were discussing Yan Le's whereabouts in the canteen, the village women who helped the kitchen at the back of the canteen finally finished their work. They chatted in twos and threes, and didn't notice the few steamed buns in the pot.

Yan Le miserably and the system hid behind the big tree in the playground, each holding a steamed bun and gnawing.

Yan Le took two mouthfuls, sucked his nose, still had the unswallowed buns in his mouth, and sang vaguely: "Holding~wo~wo~tou~~~"

There were two crystal clear tears in the eyes of Doudou of the system.

[In the dish~~no~~one~drop~oil~~]

"Two shakuhachi iron fists hit my small body~~~"

【The streets and alleys~~chasing and killing the nest~~~~~~]

"Hey, all, we are so miserable~~, all the prisoners in reform-through-labour still have food, we don't even have food, only white steamed buns."

Yan Le said, feeling a burst of sadness in his heart.

[Quickly stop talking, eat quickly, now there is still a steamed bun, if Dai Mubai catches it, we won't even have the white steamed bun, we only have his iron fist to eat. 】

"That's what I said." Yan Le ate up the remaining steamed buns in his hand, feeling that he was always eating melon, the last meal.

Tears filled his eyes and glanced at the system, and found that the other party thought the same way, and didn't feel that the other party was not pleasing to the eye. He grabbed the system and hugged it, and said with emotion.

"All~"

【Lele~】