Alice's Dream Club

Lynch originally thought that there were some more profound reasons, such as the old ideas of fantasy races no longer adapting to the development of the times, or such as the premise that the world of loose sand would be eliminated sooner or later under the premise of the threat of Princess Death Song, but he completely I didn't expect Lu Sifan's reason to be so real: You said he was a leading figure on the magic side, but he turned out to be a licking dog on the technology side!

"It's the truth," Lu Sifan played with the phone, feeling like he was playing with a treasure, "It's also the true thoughts of many residents of the other world who have integrated into modern society. Modern technology is so convenient. Communications that used to require manpower can now be completed with just one phone call, and the one-to-one real-time communication avoids the possibility of incorrect information transmission.

"At the same time, we are now in an era of rapid development. I think this healthy development is far more promising than the theocratic society in the past. Of course, the most important thing is..."

Hearing this, Lynch showed a faint smile.

"The most important thing is that modern technology can allow you and the werewolves to try to integrate technology and magic?"

"That's right," Lu Sifan nodded. With the previous transaction between Wang Lin and Qi Kexiu, Lynch knew that the human company under the blood clan and werewolf was developing new projects and didn't make him feel any strange. "Although I don't know if humans will continue to develop magic technology, but relying on the current situation to conduct research, at least we will live more comfortably in the future."

There was also an indifferent smile on Lu Sifan's face: "Therefore, there is no reason to insist on the silly idea of ​​'ruling the world, and human beings are food'."

Lynch has doubts about whether these words can be regarded as a statement, but as long as the blood race does not do anything "out of line", even if Lu Sifan does not make any statement today, Lynch has no interest in torturing such a group—they are, after all, A "guardian" of a chaotic rift.

After understanding the general situation, Alice also returned to Lynch's side.

"I've already confirmed with the werewolf. Mr. Fenrir will arrive at the club later to discuss detailed matters with the owner."

Hearing this, Rusfan's expression turned a little strange.

He winked at I, then got up and saluted Lynch.

"There should be more information in the blood clan. Since you are so interested in goblins, sir, then I will return to my clan and come for you."

Of course, Lynch saw something was wrong with Rusfan, but he didn't expose it: "If the addiction to cigarettes comes up, there is a smoking area next to the window."

"...No, after all, the matter of goblins is of great importance, and Mister..."

"I understand, it's because of the seriousness of this matter, so it's inappropriate for you to go back in such a hurry, isn't it?"

Rusfan: "..."

He always felt that Lynch was forcing him to speak his true thoughts, but he couldn't find evidence to prove it for a while.

After thinking about it, Lu Sifan finally let out a long sigh—he decided to tell the truth.

"Sir, I hope to avoid Fenrir."

Lynch didn't speak, just looked at Lu Sifan with a smile.

"...I have some one-sided personal enmity with him." Glancing at Lynch, he found that he was still maintaining that tortured smile. Finally, Lu Sifan was able to let out a long sigh, "...he always thought and firmly believed I robbed his wife in the millennium, even if I explained him, he wouldn’t listen—you said I’m a vampire, am I worthy to go up against their Alaskan huskies? If I really did such a thing, then ‘beep the dog’ ’ It’s not a swear word, but an objective fact. To be honest, I can’t afford to lose this person.”

At this point, Lynch no longer maintained the expression of forcing a confession, and turned to look at the second king who was already lying on the back of the sofa.

"I finished asking you, are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied, satisfied, hey, speaking of which, I thought it was Rusfan wearing women's clothing to deceive young Fenrir's pure feelings," the second king wriggled vigorously on the back of the sofa, and with the support of the shadow tentacles, she never Don't worry about the possibility of falling off the back of the sofa, "It's reasonable, boss, do you think he's really suitable?"

Probably because he told the oldest reason that had been hidden in his heart for many years, Lu Sifan let go of his state a lot.

"Oh, I actually did that."

Lynch: "...?"

Second: "...?"

These words were enough to cause an earthquake-like shock, but what shocked the people present was still to come.

When he spoke again, there was a touch of tenderness in his eyes, but this tenderness was mixed with pain and helplessness, and his tone was full of nostalgia for the past.

"A long time ago, I met a human woman. From the moment I saw her, I knew I was in love. However, a natural moat stood between me and her-she was crooked...

"I have been sunk for a long time because of this cruel fact, but in the end I realized that in front of love, the so-called face and dignity are nothing. So in order to be able to get close to her, in order to be able to temporarily cross this seemingly insurmountable road For the chasm, I chose to wear women's clothes.

"Of course women's clothes at that time were not as revealing as they are now, and even wearing them was not as unacceptable as it is now. Relying on this method, I successfully approached her as a 'Miss Noble' and had a relationship with her." Very happy time.

"However, the good times didn't last long. Just when the relationship between us was enough to make up for all the lies, the chaotic rift inside the blood race broke out. I had to rush back to the blood race to sit in order to avoid accidents. She was an ordinary person, but because of the death mutant brought I couldn't bring her back to the blood race at that time, so I could only design some arrangements and use them to create the illusion that we couldn't be together temporarily. In front of her: At this time, I can just meet her as a man and say that this is the price of 'Su Sheng' or something...

"Then, I came back late, not only when I returned to the blood race, but also when I returned to her... Sigh..."

The Second King sniffled, his big eyes flickered: "She ran away with someone else?"

"No, she was polluted by the escaped dead mutants, and was executed as a 'vampire' by the people at that time, and the identity she was recognized as was my alias when I was walking..."

Sighing regretfully, the second patted Lu Sifan's head with his shadow tentacles: "Oh, don't be sad anymore."

Rusfan: "..."

Unlike II, Lynch looked thoughtful after hearing this story.

Just after the second "coaxed" Lu Sifan and noticed Lynch's strange reaction, he suddenly clapped his fists.

"Mr. Sir, your story is somewhat familiar to me."

"Of course," Lu Sifan nodded with a smile, "after all, this story is the prototype of Camilla."

Lynch: "...???"

To be honest, Lynch thought that the prototype of Sheridan's book was Elizabeth Bathory, but he didn't expect it to be this thick-browed and big-eyed woman in women's clothing!

In his heart, he expressed admiration for this horrible historical event, and Lynch raised his head to look behind Lu Sifan, and put on that very unpredictable smiling face again.

"Now you always believe that it's not Rusfan... Oh, Mr. Cain robbed your wife, right?"

"...!?"

At that time, Lu Sifan stood up abruptly regardless of his elegance. He turned around, and what he saw was the majestic figure of Fenrir Kongwu.

Although Fenrir was still behind him and hadn't been discovered by him, Rusfan was very shocked, but it was Fenrir's state at this time that caused an earthquake of magnitude 10 in his heart: Fenrir had already returned to the werewolf form. Er was sitting on the Mazha not far behind him, and as Mazha let out a creaking wail, he silently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and the saliva from the corners of his mouth.

Although he didn't quite believe it, Ru Sifan still felt like he was struck by lightning: This person was touched by his own emotional experience just now! ?

Sensing Rusfan's gaze, Fenrir stood up slowly, and as he got up, the crumbling Maza immediately fell apart. Fenrir looked down at the enemy in front of him, and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth vigorously.

"Although with the help of my husband, I learned the fact that you didn't snatch my fiancée, but I still won't give up the idea of ​​seeing you once and desperately once I go out."

Alice was wiping Fenrir's drool on the floor with a mop, and the situation clearly made her want to beat the werewolf up first.

She took out an iron basin from behind and handed it to Fenrir. At the same time, she said in an annoyed and cold voice, "Cry as soon as you cry. The floor is an antique. If it breaks, you will pay for it!"

Honestly took the iron basin and held it under his chin, Fenrir nodded seriously: "Eighty thousand yuan, I understand."

At that time, Alice's cold expression was greatly relieved.

Of course, Lynch was shocked by the fact that Fenrir's drooling turned out to be the frightening fact that he didn't have enough tear glands and used sweat glands to replace them. Didn't you f*ck believe that werewolves are like dogs!

Lu Sifan didn't care about these things, he seemed to have known this setting for a long time: "Your brain is a crocodile? Or is it addicted to fighting? The husband is mediating for you and me. Don't be a dog and can't change eating shit, okay? In this way you Still want to fight!?"

Don't look at Lu Sifan's gentle and polite interpretation of the word "noble" to the fullest, and he is really unambiguous when he scolds people.

"Fuck your mother's words! You just fucking said that werewolves are dogs! This has escalated to a racial conflict, don't talk nonsense, let's fight outside in the woods after we're done!"

"Hey hey hey! Can you speak human language!"

Before Lu Sifan could say anything, the Second King immediately jumped up from the back of the sofa.

She crossed her hips and glared at Fenrir.

"Whose words are ruined? Say what words are ruined again!"

Apparently Fenrir didn't know why this suspected dead song princess was so angry, he pointed at Rusfan, and then tentatively replied: "Lusfan, his mother..."

"Boss, don't stop me, I'm going to blow the head of this mentally retarded wolf today!!"