Chapter 1,167 The Evolving Little Ghost

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On the other side, what Little Ghost and I didn't know was that Akara was also troubled by the song "Avelina's Redemption" just now.

Although she is secretly called the old fox (mainly by someone), Akela is not a god. She also has unexpected things and cannot truly count everything.

For example, just now, although everything was within her expectations, she underestimated the power of Alice's singing voice.

If Alice is a serious candidate saint, or even a real saint, then the influence of a hymn is still within Akara's budget.

It is a pity that things are unpredictable. No matter how shrewd Akara is, it is impossible to estimate that this genuine saint is composed of highly condensed holy power. Coupled with ten thousand years of singing under the cathedral, this The combination of the two makes the power of the chant more powerful and even terrifying.

Looking at Alice from a certain perspective, she can be regarded as a mobile missionary machine. If she wants to, using her superior abilities, she can reorganize the Holy See in less than a month. In less than a year, she, a saint, His status and prestige in the Dark Continent and in the human world surpass that of the Great Elder of the Alliance.

There is no doubt that this is the power of faith, especially in such troubled times, most people are eager to have faith to place their trust in. For these people, the existence of the little ghost is equivalent to the spokesperson of God, and its status directly exceeds that of God. .

She might even be able to pull some extremely pious angels onto the "Pirate Ship".

These are all things that Akara could not predict. Just now she sang the song "Avelina's Redemption", and even the Holy Light from Heaven appeared. The only thing she is sure of now is that in a short while, people from the Angel Clan will come. .

You have to find an excuse to fool him.

Akara sighed and looked far away, not knowing whether to cry or laugh. This Druid always gave her too many surprises every time, and these surprises turned out to be unexpected in the end. It became a surprise.

On the other side, the little ghost and I seemed to have done something bad. After discovering that everyone was kneeling and praying selflessly, we immediately ran away, turning left and right, hiding in a place where no one was around, and then stopped. He looked like he had succeeded in his prank and was grinning.

Naturally, I had canceled the Hell Fighting Bear transformation a long time ago. After these two days of brutal hell patrols, I was able to stand on the street in the Hell Fighting Bear posture for one less second. It cost me ten coins... no, a hundred. I'm willing to pay the price of a gold coin, but even I, the third stingy Rogge, would rather endure the pain and cut off my flesh in exchange for a drop of moral integrity.

Turning to a deserted corner, this little ghost, who was familiar with the situation, seemed to be impatient, and floated out of the necklace with a flash of white light.

As soon as I stabilized my body, I hugged the little ghost, rubbed her soft and addictive face, and rubbed her ribbon-like moon-colored hair.

"Hehe, well done, you finally escaped from the hell on earth. You are indeed my little saint, I love you so much."

"Huhu, you know how powerful this saint is. This kind of thing can be solved by this saint just by moving her fingers."

Like a cat being scratched by its owner, this little ghost sighed happily and said proudly.

Although I kind of want to bully this complacent ghost, but considering the great achievements she has just made, let's forget it.

"Come, let me see if my little saint has lost weight after not seeing her for a few days."

"No."

After muttering something awkwardly, the little ghost obediently got out of my arms and let me look at her.

Well, I am full of energy and my figure is also full. Having said that, I am too lazy to complain, do you hate wearing underwear so much?

If I looked carefully, the looming bulge on the plump breasts that were held up even by the loose priest's robes was still clearly visible. I couldn't help but sigh.

Fortunately, this ghost doesn't like to appear in front of others, otherwise I would be dead.

One day I want Willas to design a set of priest robes with underwear for her. I would like to see if she doesn't even wear any clothes.

"Hehe, how about it? You are fascinated by this saint."

Seeing me staring at her blankly, the little ghost was very happy and turned around in a circle. The priest's robe rippled and bloomed like a flower. Her thighs were as smooth and white as gelatin. Exposed from inside.

Look at the hand knife!

With a bang, the proud little saint immediately squatted down, covering her forehead with tears in her eyes.

"Everyone who bullied this saint is gone."

Lifting his gaze, this ghost stared at me with malicious eyes.

"I will bully any saint who doesn't wear underwear." I blew my sword, like a peerless swordsman who had just killed someone.

"Underwear and such are evil."

"After saying such words, please apologize to the compatriots in the entire Dark Continent."

"Wearing underwear or something like that, doesn't it make me look like this saint is just like other ordinary people?" The ghost still wanted to quibble.

"Please use your independent thoughts in the right place, and apologize once again to your compatriots in the entire Dark Continent."

"Usually, I look like an animal that wants to tear my clothes apart. I peeled off my clothes, but now I want to put on my underwear. Xiaofan, I misjudged you, wuwu~~~~"

The little ghost knelt down on the ground mournfully, pretending to be a weak wife who regretted being treated unkindly behind her husband's back after domestic violence.

I:"……"

As always, very pornographic and violent, this little ghost, the title of the world’s number one saint, I think no one can take it away, at least in the next universe reincarnation.

Also, although it would be silly to take such dirty jokes seriously, I still can’t help but ask, what does “mistaking me” really mean, and in what way did you misunderstand me? If I, the Chinese teacher from kindergarten to university, had not burst into tears, I think the translation of this sentence should be something like "Xiaofan is not a beast, I really misjudged you."

The teacher of the ideological and moral class should be crying.

Forget it, all in all, I am relieved to see that the little ghost is healthy and healthy, making complaints when he should, being slanderous when he should, and acting coquettishly when he should, and is as healthy as ever.

"Really, Xiaofan just loves to worry. This saint is obviously very good."

After holding the little ghost in her arms happily, she rubbed her head comfortably and said quietly.

"Who asked you to keep sleeping during this period of time? Anyone would be worried about this situation."

"Huh, this saint is special. The longer she sleeps, the healthier she will be. If one day she can't sleep anymore, it's not too late for Xiaofan to worry about it."

What the little ghost said was true. However, if she slept like this all day long, besides being worried, she would also be a little bit...

"Ah, I understand. Xiaofan must be lonely. This saint has been sleeping all the time, so he feels lonely. Hehe, as expected, Xiaofan can't do anything without this saint. He is extremely lonely. .”

"Ahem, that's not the case. I'm just worried about you gaining weight."

Being hit directly in the bullseye by the little ghost, I couldn't stand it anymore. I felt lonely and so on, it was indeed a little bit, but it was really only a little bit.

"Hehe, I guessed it right, I guessed it right, Xiaofan can't hide anything on his mind, it's all written on his face."

Seeing my slightly embarrassed look, the little ghost became even more happy. He raised his head from his arms, his silver eyes blinking with happiness and pride.

"Ah, it's really noisy. You're such an arrogant ghost. It's up to me to take care of you."

After saying that, I sensed that there was no one around, so I immediately pressed down, took the little ghost's delicate and juicy lips into my mouth, and kissed her passionately before giving up.

"Honestly, do you know the reason why you keep sleeping during this time?"

After sucking and teasing the fragrant little tongue that dared to invade my territory, I reluctantly put it back, raised my head, and looked at the petite panting little girl who had a layer of mist in her eyes. Ghost asked seriously.

"It seems..." The little ghost tilted his head and thought for a while before giving me an uncertain answer.

"It feels like eating too much tree."

Eating trees... Do you think you are a mountain giant?

However, I quickly realized that the little ghost was probably talking about the crystal tree of the elves. It’s a pity that this sacred object of the elves was used as food by this ghost. I didn’t know who Yalandlan was. What did she think? She actually agreed and even took the initiative to deliver it to her door. If I were her, I would definitely eat this ghost first.

"What, could it be that you have a bad stomach? I just said, diamonds are all, don't eat those weird things again."

I panicked and quickly put my ear on the little ghost's belly to see if there were any strange sounds coming from inside.

"You're not in a bad mood, so stop talking nonsense."

Even though he was a little ghost, his pretty face turned slightly red and he hit me on the head coquettishly.

"Listen up, Xiaofan, this saint may be evolving again."

After saying that, she proudly crossed her arms with her hands on her waist.

"evolution?"

I stared blankly at the little ghost, my eyes gradually turning from shock to pity.

"Ah, you must be thinking of something rude."

The sensitivity gap caused my gaze to change, and this little ghost puffed up its cheeks angrily.

"No... no matter what, it would be strange for anyone to hear the words "I am going to evolve" from the mouth of a living person."

"For example?" The little ghost tilted his head and looked at me.

"Everyone, get out of the way, I might be about to evolve."

In order to illustrate it more vividly, I imitated the appearance of the little ghost, put my hands on my hips, and raised my head proudly.

"Hahahaha, so stupid!!"

The little ghost immediately hugged his belly and rolled on the ground laughing.

"Now you understand how I felt just now."

I retracted my action angrily, feeling awkward in my heart. I felt as if I was being fooled by this ghost into doing something stupid.

"This saint is not an idiot like Xiao Fan. If Xiao Fan evolves, he can only evolve into a super idiot."

Ah, do I only have one evolutionary path to choose from? Even slimes have at least two options: elite slimes and king slimes. Am I a lower level existence than slimes?

"What about you? You must have evolved into a super saint." Feeling that I was a little underestimated, I teased unwillingly.

"That's right, it's the Ace Saint." The little ghost clicked his tongue and shook his index finger.

It’s so vulgar, this evolution is so vulgar, just like the upgraded weapon of the short sword is called the long sword, [Saint Maiden II] is also more creative than this.

"Then you can evolve into a saintly virgin."

Please apologize to the teacher who taught you! Now! immediately!

"But now, I feel like I still need a certain important item before I can evolve."

Is it sun stone or moon stone? By the way, can I throw the Master Ball? May I? Is it really not possible?

"Anyway, that's the situation, haha~~~~"

At the end of the sentence, the little saint stretched out her arms and yawned so loudly that others would feel sleepy.

"Because I'm missing something crucial, I can only use sleep to make up for it. Is that what you mean?"

"That's right, that's how it feels. Xiaofan still has a flexible mind sometimes." The little ghost nodded hurriedly.

I'm usually not very flexible, so I'm really sorry for you, you bastard!

"What on earth is it?" I looked at the little ghost in confusion.

"Yes, what is it?" The little ghost also looked at me in confusion.

There is no solution to this answer. This ghost can eat anything, and there are billions of things in the Dark Continent.

"Come, drink a drop of my blood and try it."

Sure enough, it’s better to start with the nearest and easiest material to find. The male protagonist’s blood is good. In the novel, the male protagonist’s blood is a treasure. It’s such a treasure. It’s so weak.

As I said that, I pointed my finger at the little ghost with ill intentions.

"No, I always feel that there is an element of malice in it."

Normally, the little ghost would bite it without hesitation, but he was sensitive to my bad intentions.

I secretly clicked my tongue. How would you know if you shed blood to identify your master or something like that if you don’t try?

"Besides, it's not like I haven't tasted it before." The little ghost licked Tian Jiao's lips, as if savoring the taste, and nodded.

"I really hope you can show a little guilt when you say this."

"In short, the idiot Xiao Fan only needs to do his own thing well. This saint doesn't have to worry about the idiot. That's all."

As he said that, the little ghost flew up lightly and circled around me. Although his mouth was still unforgiving, his eyes were particularly gentle.

It seems that when I was worried about the little ghost, she was also worried because of my worries, so she woke up specifically to tell me this.

"Okay, but promise me, at least, if anything happens, you must tell me. Also, although this request is a bit arbitrary, but if you can, you should try to wake up as much as possible. I also want to celebrate God's birthday. We can go shopping together.”

"Um."

The little ghost nodded obediently. A mature and gentle smile gradually appeared on that beautiful face full of holy temperament. He held my head in his arms and gently rubbed it with his chin.

"Xiaofan is such a willful child. There is nothing we can do about it. Who made us one and the same? Just meet your request."

Leaving a soft kiss on her lips, the little ghost's body gradually turned into dots of white light and was breathed into the necklace. Almost at the same time, there was a sound inside that could only appear when she was deeply asleep. It was almost inaudible. snorting sound.

Are you really that sleepy?

Hearing the snoring sound that came immediately, I felt warm and sorry. It seemed that I was worried about the little ghost. Although I was so sleepy, I had to force myself to wake up. Comforting and comforting me were useless.

What the little ghost often said echoed in his mind, as long as Xiaofan left this saint, he would be unable to do anything.

I used to think that it was the little ghost who was getting tired, and it should be the other way around. Now that I thought about it carefully, I suddenly felt that maybe this sentence was indeed the most lie-clad truth in this century.

Of course, even if it is true, I will definitely not confess truthfully in front of this ghost. Otherwise, this idiot ghost will not know how proud it will be.

He shook his head with a smile, turned a few corners, and walked out of the remote alley. After a big fight with the little ghost, everyone on the street had finished praying, stood up from the ground, and returned to normal. order.

It's just that in this normal state, if you experience it carefully, you can still detect a plain or hot pious smile on the face of every civilian, as if the soul has received some kind of holy baptism, without a trace of fear or swaying. Restless, steady steps, quiet, slow and solemn, it actually gives people the feeling of going on a pilgrimage.

Seeing this scene, I can only sigh again at the power of the little ghost.

Suddenly, a few tiny, imperceptible light spots fell from the sky, catching my attention.

Although I tried my best to hide the aura, it was almost impossible for adventurers to detect it, but I still couldn't hide the faint holy smell that began to permeate the air.

Well, it's definitely an angel.

Looking at the landing point of a few white lights, it seemed to be at the little black shop of the old fox Akara. Suddenly, I understood what was going on, and the corners of my mouth couldn't help but grin.

Hum hum, get over it, old fox, let's see how you explain the phenomenon just now to the angel tribe.

I blew a loud whistle, and with a somewhat gloating smile on my face, I took steps, and my figure was gradually buried in the torrent of people on the street...

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