The Great Demon King

Chapter 99 Can't I Have Fun?
Jian Ni pinched her nose and cleaned the cat litter for Yuan Devourer.

Cat feces stinks too much, and she's still not used to it.

Tremblingly shoveling up a lump of poop, Jane held her breath, pointed at the trash can, and wanted to pour it into it.

"WOC!"

At this moment, such a loud roar suddenly came from Qian Song's bedroom, which startled Jane, her hand shook, and the cat feces on the shovel fell down and landed on the toe of her shoe.

Jian Ni cried. At this moment, she felt that her body was dirty and she would never be able to marry again.

"Meow!"

The orange cat on the sofa meowed, and it sounded like it was mocking her in Jane's ears.

The males in the cage were mating again, and Jenny's hairs were bristling at the terrible squeaks, which doubled her irritability.

"Damn it!"

With a mournful face, Jane suppressed her nausea, cleaned up the cat feces on her feet, and tried her best to calm down.

Singles who have never had a girlfriend may mock her for making a fuss, but the fact is that her aunt is here today, and she is already in an emotionally sensitive period.

She has indeed been trained as a professional agent, but no matter how hard the training is, it can't change the fact that she is a woman. Just like shitting and farting, the aunt is also a normal physiological phenomenon of a woman, and she can't hide it.

Women in the emotionally sensitive period will always find it difficult to control their sentimentality and cranky thoughts:
For example, after years of hard training, she finally got a mission. Not only did she not have any luck with the exciting mission of "the strong never turn around to watch the explosion", but she was actually forced to work as a "maid" for Qian Song. the same job;

For another example, Qian Song, a "lazy pig", starts to sleep and lie down in the middle of the day, doing nothing all day long, and has no ambition at all. I don't know why, but Jane is very angry, and she just inexplicably hopes that Qian Song can strive for self-improvement and stand out from the crowd— ——If there is such a day, she feels that she will also be honored.

Also, just sleep when you sleep, that guy is still blah, I don't know what he is yelling in the room, what does the pronunciation of "woc" mean?Is there a word for this?

Sighing deeply, Jane felt worried about her uncertain future. She even began to doubt the IQ of the leaders of S.H.I.E.L.D.—Why would such a lazy person like Qian Song let such an excellent agent like her graduate? Born to monitor?

What is the picture?
Jian Ni rambled in her heart for a long time, then slowly came to the door of Qian Song's bedroom, hesitated for a moment, then gently opened the door and looked inside.

She didn't know why, but she just wanted to see if Qian Song had a nightmare or kicked the quilt, so much so that she even forgot the etiquette of knocking on the door.

Qian Song was still lying on the bed.

"Oh..." Jian Ni stepped forward lightly, and covered Qian Song who was "sleeping" with a thin quilt.

"Why do I...why care about him so much?" Jian Ni looked at Qian Song's "sleeping face" in confusion, lost in thought.

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So, what is Qian Song doing now?
In Emperor Qin's cemetery, his consciousness was "kicked" forcibly, just like being disconnected from a game, and his consciousness returned to No. 1 clone.

After swearing in the bedroom, the unconvinced Qian Song immediately "logged in" the "copy" of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum again.

Go up, go up.

His consciousness returned to that clone, and he was still hiding in the long hair behind the ears of the "White Tiger".

However, the white tiger was besieged.

This white tiger was transformed by the symbiote "serum". In addition to possessing all the abilities of the symbiote, "serum" had its only two weaknesses-flame and high-frequency sound waves eliminated by Qian Song.

Therefore, even if the white tiger was shot into a hedgehog by the Qin crossbow and pierced by at least 40 long-handled daggers, spears, and halberds, it would be fine.

Of course, the combat power of these terracotta warriors and horses is too powerful. You must know that even rifle bullets cannot break through the seemingly soft cortex of the symbiote.

Why do these bronze weapons that have been buried deep underground for many years have such terrible lethality?
Qian Song didn't know.

He only knew that there were too many terracotta warriors of the Qin army, and they were all brave. Although the white tiger's minions had a certain repelling effect, they were completely unable to smash their clay bodies.

"Serum, transform yourself, three heads and six arms!" Qian Song ordered standing on top of Baihu's head.

Serum did as he did. One turned over and stood on two feet, transforming into a little giant nearly three meters tall. The three venoms had the same head with sharp teeth and six strong arms. The long-handled weapon inside, with six arms waving rapidly, rushed into the army formation like a meat grinder.

The serum itself cannot cause any damage to the terracotta warriors, but the Qin army weapon in his hand can bring some damage to the servants. Some infantry servants were swept to the face by Chang Ge, and the paint on the face was directly cracked, revealing the internal Gray clay.

"Left guard, retreat!"

"Feather guard, strike!"

The order of the senior military officials came again from the terracotta warriors, and the infantry ordered them to stop. They immediately retreated and squatted in the corner of the wall, while the shield soldiers stepped forward to block them behind.

The sound of "rumbling" came, and hundreds of ballistas were pushed over. The bow strings of the ballista were fully drawn, and the shafts of the big arrows on the strings were thicker than RPG. A huge arrow capable of piercing the city wall shot towards the "serum".

"Damn it! Can't afford it?" Qian Song complained, and in the next second, the three-headed and six-armed giant was pierced by countless giant arrows and nailed to the wall of the tomb passage.

Purely physical attacks are ineffective against the symbiote, but these arrows seem to have some kind of mysterious magic power, making the serum temporarily lose its combat effectiveness.

"Okay, okay, who is the chief here? I want to be with him..." Qian Song, who had become the size of a pigeon, asked loudly. Before he could finish speaking, the mysterious bell rang again: "When !"

Qian Song's consciousness was disconnected again.

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"Damn!" In the apartment, Qian Song cursed angrily, opened his eyes and found that there was someone beside the bed, staring at him stupidly, face to face very close, eyes blurred.

If he hadn't recognized this person as Jian Ni, the furious Qian Song would have almost beat him up.

"What are you doing?" Qian Song asked angrily.

"Ah... I, I'll cover you with the quilt..." Jian Ni replied in a panic, and then fled with a blushing face. Before leaving, she closed Qian Song's room door with a bang.

Qian Song is not in the mood to guess the woman's little thoughts now, he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe it yet, come again!"

Qian Song in the tomb opened his eyes. Now, he and the serum are locked in a huge cage.

"No...the flow of time here is wrong!" Qian Song was taken aback. The time interval between "connection" and "re-login" was very short, and it should not exceed 30 seconds, but judging from the current situation Come on, it should have been quite a while in this imperial mausoleum.

"Serum, let me ask you a question, did you... hear the bell?"

　Ask for recommendation, ask for collection
　　


(End of this chapter)