Do not confiscate my citizenship

Chapter 204 The Great Love Poet's New Skin
The next day.

Friday morning.

The skyline was gradually dyed red by the bright morning sun. As the sun rose, the light penetrated the wooden fence of the balcony, and pieces of light and shadow jumped on Lan Qi's body. The shadow on the ground was long and slanted in the early morning sun. .

A well-designed rattan chair was quietly placed on the balcony, and there were several books on magic engineering on the glass coffee table next to it. The pages of the books were flipping with the wind, as if repeating the traces of Lan Qi's reading last night.

From the garden in the distance, accompanied by the breeze from the sun, the scent of flowers gently brushed over Lan Qi's face.

"Lankey, make me a magic card, hurry up."

The great love poet was just called out, and went to pick up the watering can to water the flowers as usual, and saw Lan Qi beside him, who was leisurely feeding the birds on the ground as usual, and immediately came over and kicked him twice. foot.

"I know... Yesterday I went to buy a lot of materials, and then experimented until dark... Isn't this ready now, just waiting to make it with you."

Lankey sleepily feeds his animal friends.

After returning from Shadow World, Lan Qi had a relatively fulfilling few days in a row.

On the first day back, I went to see my father in the afternoon, and then went to ask Talia to take care of Huberian at night. I competed with Adams on the second day to influence Phoenix, and told Dean Loren the surprise on the third day.

Today is the last working day of this week. Lan Qi is going to finish feeding his animal friends and skinning the great poet. If there is still time, he will go to the student union to see if there is anything that needs his help.

Of course, besides the beloved poet, there seems to be another regular visitor in his family.

The cat boss will come to Lan Qi's house these two days.

He saw a little black cat jump on the balcony last night, so he opened the door and let it in.

The little black cat is still sleeping late, lying on Lan Qi's sofa and reluctant to get up.

However, the beloved poet next to Lan Qi disappeared after watering the flowers.

She didn't know when she ran back from the balcony to the living room.

"Why is there an extra kitten?"

The great love poet beside the sofa picked up the little black cat and rocked it like a cradle, not knowing whether he wanted to wake it up or lull it to sleep.

"Meow……"

The cat boss opened his sleepy eyes.

As a result, I saw Tata with a sweet smile on his mouth.

It seemed to be on fire, seeing Tata smiling so happily!
No, why is it a demon race!

"Who are you meow!"

Boss Mao suddenly jumped out of the great love poet's arms with great vigilance, and quickly kept a distance from her to question her.

Her eyes are too charming, and there is a unique floral fragrance on her body, this is definitely not Tata!
The great love poet just stood there and smiled, and didn't mean to hurt Boss Mao.

"She is my natal card. Be careful, don't look at her as a first-ranker, but she is the big brother at the end."

Lan Qi on the balcony turned around and explained.

He stood up, put away the feed packaging bag in his hand, walked slowly back to the living room, put the feed bag on the cabinet, and then walked towards the card making workshop.

"How could she...be a summoner?"

After Boss Mao heard the words, he looked around this cheerful version of Tata suspiciously, and was extremely surprised.

This is obviously a living demon.

Her frown, smile and breath of life are by no means imitated by summoned objects.

"I love poets, and it's almost time for us to start work."

Lan Qi grabbed the doorknob of the card making workshop, pushed it open, and waved to the beloved poet in the living room.

"Start work? What are you going to do?"

The cat boss yelled in confusion.

It knew that Lan Qi's remodeled huge storage room was a work room for making cards.

"Card making."

The great love poet said with a smile.

"Are you kidding me? No summoner can make cards, meow!"

The cat boss thinks that the great love poet is treating him as a silly cat!

A magic card is absurd to be a magic card.

"Heh, if I didn't only have the first level, the magic cards I made would definitely be the best in the world!"

The great love poet crossed his hips and boasted to Boss Mao proudly.

"Just blow it, you little devil!"

The cat boss has lived for so long, and he has never seen a summoner that is good at magic cards.

But Da Ai Poet didn't compete with Mao Boss, she was very confident, and didn't care whether others believed it or not when she believed it to be true.

"Little cat, see you next time."

The Great Love Poet squatted down and smiled slyly at it, then trotted happily towards Lan Qi's card making workshop.

Even so, Mao Boss was still shocked for several seconds by the spirituality of the great love poet.

It still doesn't quite believe that the Great Love Poet is a summoner.

"You...you won't always do something to your summoned creature to be sorry for Tata, will you meow!"

Boss Cat suddenly asked Lan Qi, who was about to close the door, alertly.

It could tell that the summoner of the gray-haired red dress was still a succubus!And the voice also has a kind of ecstasy and magic, coupled with Tata's beauty, I am afraid that few men can withstand her temptation!

"What are you thinking..."

Lan Qi looked at Boss Cat in confusion.

If he would be influenced by the great poet, he would have become her slave long ago, and his mind would be manipulated wantonly by her words and magic sounds.

She is a dangerous magic card with the attribute of devouring the master naturally. If you want to use her power, the prerequisite is to have a heart that will not be shaken by her.

When the great love poet walked into the card making workshop, Lan Qi also closed the door behind him.

But he always felt that Boss Mao was suspicious of him, so he simply closed the door and let Boss Mao watch.

In the living room, the cat boss felt that something was wrong with Lan Qi, and he needed to pay more attention to it!
But it is a little afraid to step into Lan Qi's card making workshop, this guy is too good at making cards.

So I just dared to run to the door of the card making workshop and watched quietly with my head shrunk.

It wants to see what these two are doing.

……

In front of the workbench in the center of the card workshop is a sofa-like bench.

The great love poet also sat beside Lan Qi.

They focus on what they see in front of them like two pianists preparing to play four hands.

There is an orderly mess on the desktop, each page has been carefully classified and spread out, perhaps it has been frequently read and analyzed, leaving faint traces and wrinkles, it can be seen that Lan Qi is preparing to A lot of time.

"I love the poet, let me make you a demon skin first. If you can be disguised as another demon, what type do you want?"

Lan Qi asked the great love poet.

Today he is going to make two skins for the beloved poet, just in case.

With [Transformation: Demon] and [Transformation: Human] as the basis, there are currently two races to choose from for the skins that can be made for the Great Love Poet.

Lanci decided to start simple.

Although the appearance characteristics cannot be changed, if possible, he hopes to change the image of the great love poet a little bit, at least he will not be easily recognized by people based on race, hair color, clothing and other characteristics when he goes to the Northern Continent.

"Uh... a dragon demon."

The great love poet pressed his index finger to his lips, thought for a while and replied.

"Why a dragon demon?"

Lan Qi was a little surprised. It can be said that it was completely opposite to the original skin of the great love poet. He felt that the great love poet did not seem to be the kind of character who likes to pursue power.

As far as Lan Qi knows, Thalia is not a succubus, but the purest demon species, but for some reason, the race of the demon made from the [Psalm of Compassion] has been reversed into a succubus.

"Don't you think it's handsome?"

The great love poet grinned and asked.

"That's it. Is there any requirement for the hair color and eye color?"

Lan Qi nodded, he probably understood.

"If you have devil skin, the eye color doesn't matter... Just choose red hair color."

The great love poet said.

"red?"

Lankey confirmed to her.

"Yes, red hair looks the best."

The great love poet responded, found ink on the table, and showed Lan Qi which kind of red she wanted.

Lan Qi and the great love poet were discussing the plan in this way. Lan Qi was drawing a sketch, and the great love poet was putting forward suggestions for revision like Party A.

(End of this chapter)