After wearing the wrong Meiqiang tragic vest

The word [Tsurze Family Dog] was bloody engraved on the man's face, and the instigator wiped his blood-stained fingertips in satisfaction.

"Okay, so you don't have to worry about the dog getting lost!"

He said this with an innocent smile, making it impossible for people to judge whether he really thought so.

People always say that children are innocent and cruel, but this—was it too cruel?

This blond kid is only six years old, but sometimes his behavior always makes people ignore his age subconsciously.

"Your Highness, you are as arrogant as your father! But the charm of the game is that everything is possible when the result is not revealed."

Wiping the blood off his face, Regule said with a smile.

At this time, he could still put on that mask-like smiling face, as if he didn't feel the pain and humiliation of the wound at all.

The smile on He Ze's face suddenly disappeared, and he said slowly: "Maybe I haven't told you, Sir Regulai."

"I hate greedy people!"

After he finished speaking, he showed a bored expression on his face, and waved his hands, like driving away annoying bugs: "Go away!"

Regule then saluted him and slowly left the room.

After a while, Shane opened the door and came in.

"Have we finished talking?"

Tsuruze curled his lips willfully: "I have nothing to talk to him about."

Sean then said: "Then, it's time for the kids to go to bed."

Now it has completely exceeded Tsuruze's normal work and rest time. At this time in the past, the cat has already been stuffed into the quilt and wrapped into a cat bug.

Tsuruze Maomao jumped off the chair and blinked.

Strange, as if I forgot something...

At this time, An Lin was still washing dishes in the store.

Stay up all night washing dishes.

Early the next morning, all the nobles of Krubos were summoned to the City Lord's Mansion.

Due to yesterday's light rain, the air is very fresh today, and the breeze smells of earth and grass.

One after another expensive carriages stopped at the gate of the city lord's mansion, and the nobles who came down exchanged a tacit look and nodded to each other with reserved smiles.

Everyone is guessing about what's next.

After all, the old city lord is very old. Although he has been frantically looking for ways to prolong his life all these years, but given his age, maybe he is thinking about it these days.

Regule, with a mask on his face, invited Sean and Tsuruze to this meeting.

Now everyone understands why this guy who has been making trouble has to wear a mask on his face.

If you break away from the illusion and take off this person's mask now, I'm afraid you can still see the scar on his face——[Tsurze Family Dog].

Dazai couldn't help laughing, and said: "Ah, this is really a good way to prevent dogs from getting lost. Why didn't I think of it at the beginning?"

The big orange cat also stomped it to the ground mercilessly: "I think so too, it's a pity I couldn't engrave the three words mackerel on your face!"

He pulled up Dazai's collar and said, "But it's not too late now, anyway, you bastard wraps bandages all day long, and you probably won't mind wrapping them around your face, you'll even save money for the mask!"

The two of you came and went and bickered for a long time, but there was no real action. The big cats and kittens in the shelter looked away one after another, and everyone was used to it.

During the meeting, the old city lord had already announced the choice of the next city lord: "My adopted son, Regule, will take over the position of the city lord."

Behind the mask, Regule's red eyes hadn't had time to smile when he saw a person slowly walking in from outside.

The man was blond, wearing a gorgeous white robe, with a soft smile on his face.

The person said slowly: "Thank you for your support, I will definitely inherit my father's will and continue the glory of Krubos."

Regule took a step forward in disbelief—it was his face!That was his voice!

That's him!

He looked at the surrounded man standing in the center of the crowd, like looking at another poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

This person who appeared suddenly replaced his identity, erased his traces, took over the fruits of his years of painstaking efforts, and accepted everyone's praise.

The old city lord looked at this scene with a gratified smile on his face, and slowly died.

Everyone in the hall turned their heads to look at the real Regule wearing a mask. They had strange smiles on their faces, branches of trees grew slowly from their ears, and their feet assimilated with the roots of the trees.

This was originally a modification [that can prolong human life span] that Regule made with the trust of everyone.

But he didn't dare to try it on himself when he didn't get the experimental results.Now it has become a death-free gold medal to prove the other party's identity!

And at this moment, he couldn't take off the mask on his face to confront that fake.

Damn it!He stepped into the trap from the very beginning!

After years of painstaking efforts, he made a wedding dress for others, even Regule couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

And now he can't take care of so much, escape is the most important thing.Everything can be restarted, but if life is gone, it is really over.

He subconsciously patrolled the hall, but regretfully found that the other two had disappeared at some point, so he could only escape from the secret passage left alone.

At this time, Sean had packed his things with Mao Mao and was about to leave Krubos.

"That's right here!" He Ze walked in front, and said enthusiastically, "I've left An Lin here!"

"Now let's go and get An Lin back!"

This confusing description did not make Sean reveal... Sean showed a shocked expression!

He was surprised to see the swordsman girl in blue robe jumping down from the second floor of the hotel with a ferocious face, accompanied by a frightening roar:

"Die! You gold-swallowing beast!!"

An Lin, who had worked so hard to clean the dishes for two days, finally realized something was wrong. After asking the supervisor about the price of the meal, he was silent for a moment and then exploded.

Her good eyesight allowed her to see the little devil who made her fall into this situation from a distance. Under the trembling gaze of the supervisor, the girl leaped down to the second floor and tried to help Zemiao fulfill her wish.

Angry An Lin stomped on the stone slabs on the road and missed the target.

Heze Maomao watched with lingering fear at the cracks spreading from the stone slab to his feet, shrank his neck and said dissatisfiedly: "It's too much An Lin! Obviously I killed An Lin!!"

It hurts just by looking at it, that foot!

"Hehe." An Lin sneered and drew out his sword.

"Hey! Sean, help!!" Maomao quickly hid behind Sean.Facing the girl's sharp sword edge, the young man showed a comforting smile: "If you have something to say, don't hit the child."

An Lin said with a cold face: "Xion, get out of the way, if I don't shave him into a bald cat today, I will take his surname!"

The cat who needed a beating raised his head and raised his head: "Hey! But the name Tsuruzawa Anrin doesn't sound nice at all!!"

"Look at him!" An Lin stretched out her hand in front of Sean with a face of accusation, and said angrily, "Look at my hand again!"

"?" A small question mark appeared above Sean's head: "Uh...what's wrong?"

"My hands, these are a pair of swordsman's hands! They should be holding a sword! To slay demons! It's not to pay off a troublemaker's debt, washing dishes and bowls in the back kitchen where the dishes are piled up like a mountain!"

"Two days and one night! Do you know how much they have been wronged?!"

An Lin raised these hands, almost stretching them to Sean's face.Sean retreated step by step, and continued to comfort him with great reluctance: "Calm down, calm down! Let's go and pay back the debt owed to the store, and talk about it later, okay?"

Cannibal's mouth was soft, An Lin quickly withdrew his hand and said, "Oh."

After paying off the bill, the three went out of the city together.

Tsuruzawa pulled the cloak and put on the wide hood of the cloak.The cat obviously still remembered An Lin's previous statement about attacking his hair, walked to the other side of Sean, and opened the distance from the swordsman girl vigilantly.

An Lin snorted: "Little devil! Trouble!"

Sean sighed helplessly: "Don't say that, Ah Lin is a good boy."

"Yeah, I'm a good boy!"

The blond-haired kid tilted his head, showing a sweet smile.Those orange eyes are bright and brilliant, like two little suns.

What the two people who were cute didn't notice was that Krubos was shrouded in shadow behind him, and everyone in the city unconsciously showed the same cute and sweet smile as Tsuruze.Even the angle at which the corners of the lips rise are exactly the same.

These people are still going about their seemingly normal lives.The people on the road were talking to each other, the nobles were handling their work, and the maids shuttled quietly in the garden to take care of the lush cherry trees one after another.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with everyone wearing the same childlike and innocent smile on their faces, and they turn a blind eye to this obvious weirdness.

Chill the back of the viewer.

The three people on the road had already talked about another topic.

"Friend?" Tsuruze blinked suspiciously:

"Aren't friends such things just for use and exchange of benefits?"

He said cheerfully: "That's not Sean! As for An Lin, it looks super cheap, and there is no benefit at all! How could anyone be willing to exchange benefits for an edible and violent female monster? ?”

An Lin glanced at the dying cat, miraculously not angry, but took out a familiar piece of paper, and began to recite without emotion: "You are a god—"

"Shut up!" He Ze's face changed drastically, and he quickly changed his words: "An Lin is super expensive! It's okay to be super expensive! It's a priceless treasure that no one can afford!"

An Lin snorted in satisfaction, and put away the piece of paper.

Mao Mao, who had survived the crisis, looked weak and said in pain: "It's terrible! My conscience was eaten by An Lin to say that!"

Seeing the end of the interaction between the two of them, Sean flicked Mao Mao's forehead with a smile.

"Things that are used and exchanged for benefits are not friends, but allies."

Tsuruze touched his forehead blankly, and asked humbly: "Then what is a friend?"

Sean said: "Friend is a word with very vague boundaries. When two people have conflicts of interest, they can call each other friends; when they just meet and nod to each other, they can also be called friends; People who trust each other are also friends."

Mao Mao then smacked his lips: "That word is so hypocritical."

"Is Sean, An Lin and I considered friends?"

"Of course not." Sean pinched his face, confidently: "We are close friends."

"Friends can be many, but true friends are hard to find."

Tsuruze nodded half-understanding.

"Well, we are best friends!"

He smiled, as if making a heavy promise.