I, the Creator of Evil God!

It's still too difficult for you to understand my strength on your own, and even if you use this kind of forcible indoctrination, at most, it's just stuffing something like knowledge into it, and it's still hard to understand. "

Lu Yu propped up his cheeks, a little helpless against these ant-like existences.

It's like you want your Erha to understand you.

Wahaha (of course, there must be two "ha" in the name of Erha), sit down! Sit down, I'll let you sit down! I didn't let you bite the sofa, bastard! Who bought this thing?

All in all, that's what it looks like, don't ask why Lu Yu is really familiar with this kind of thing, don't ask, don't ask.

"Okay, add a little more calmness to you, a little bit of mental hint that is conducive to thinking, and a little bit of perspective from the eternal sun......"

Lu Yu was unscrupulously operating their brains, anyway, seeing these guys crash like this, there was nothing they could do, so they could only save them a little, hoping it would be useful.

Lu Yu's current state is almost shouting: Hold on, everyone, hold on! Don't die!

It wasn't until ten minutes later, looking at the twelve guys who seemed to be exhausted lying on the ground like dead corpses, Lu Yu sighed: "emmm...... Have you come to your senses?"

Tans: ??? I seem to be spraying you, what should I do?

But Tan Si didn't dare, Tan Si was just Tan Si after all, not Tan Sitong in Lu Yu's book when he was in the last world, and the gap in courage was still big.

"You ......"

"Alright, shut up. Lu Yu didn't wait for Tan Si to say something at all, as if he was following his words, Tan Si had to close his mouth, and he couldn't make a sound at all, "Please pay attention to one thing, I'm not discussing." "

Tan Si was infinitely entangled in his heart, glanced at the thigh in front of him, and then looked at himself.

This leg hair can lead you to win, if you don't hold it now, when will you wait? What is the meaning of face compared to victory?

"Then we will be completely at your command!, please don't dislike it!" said Tan Si in the toughest tone.

Yawning, Lu Yu replied casually: "You just go as you want, just follow the smoothest plan, it's OK, I'll do the rest remotely, I'll ask you a question: Is the high-end combat power going to die or to live?"

This means that the big guy replied: Okay guys, how do you want to win?

Licking the dog Xiaolao brother hurriedly responded, which probably means: big guy...... Oh no, Dad, you're so good Dad, Dad, you're the best dad in the world, I'm going to live, Dad!

It's this psychological close-up that Lu Yu is currently favorite, who would have thought that the little fishing brother in this world is really the same as the previous world, mom, it's unusually real.

Lu Yu nodded, as if the big guy responded lightly: Okay little brother, since you have sincerely made a request, for the sake of so much money, I will be merciful to satisfy you! In front of your great father, there is nothing that cannot be satisfied!

Xiao Lao Brother Tan Si: Daddy Cow Pi! Daddy, you are really so handsome! Daddy!

Big Guy: Don't always call me Dad, my father will be shy.

Little Brother Tans: Okay Dad! No problem Dad!

All in all, there is no nutritious communication content above, and it is full of vulgar ethics of "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy".

However, as the so-called careless loss of father, when we realize the nature of this world, we will sigh: this world needs more [heroes (crossed out)] fathers.

It was under such an exchange that Lu Yu had a pleasant and fulfilling night and got twelve silly sons.

And the twelve habitual bandits ushered in the first hard-won good thing in their lives, and from today onwards, they can be regarded as happy to mention their new father, which is really gratifying!

But their new dad seems to be in trouble by the river.

Happy to be a father......

This word doesn't seem to be very accurate, but all in all, Lu Yu encountered an incomprehensible problem by the river, and he couldn't understand why strange things always happened every time he walked in the human city.

It's like being by this river, with beautiful water ripples, as if sensing everyone, here...... It's wonderful.

But Lu Yu had a not-so-good premonition that he was afraid that he would be hit by something and lose his day's happiness.

If a person can't even be happy, then how can that person live?

I vaguely remember that this has been the case since the last world, and the lottery itself has never won a lottery, but this form of "throwing hydrangea" has never been less.

Flower pots that fell from the upper floors, wrenches that fell from the construction site, stones that rushed from somewhere......

Staying away is the best option.

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