MTL - Devil-Chapter 82

The purple moon is high and the night is thick. With the warm dance music, the dinner of Moonlight Castle gradually pushed to the **.

After talking to Phil Zaha on the top floor for a while, Krocher did not forget the guests of a castle. He quickly re-entered the long stairs with the black hair and re-integrated into the guests.

Croze introduced many guests to Firzaha and introduced them to Firzaha.

If the black-haired monster is willing, he can talk and laugh with anyone. This time is no exception. Soon, he will "see you at the same time" as the guests who introduced it to him. Uninformed people think that they think they have known for a long time. Old friend.

And the guests chilled past, and soon, Crouch brought him to the two men.

The two male monsters are very short, probably only to the waist of Croze and Firzaha, one is extremely thin, but one is very fat, they are probably the same family, except for fat and thin, the two monsters have a big pair. Eyes, plus a very small mouth, their ears are large, the earlobe is very long, and there are no fewer than seven earrings on each ear.

Probably to make myself look taller, they still have long hair, and those hairs don't know what to use, they are very hard, and they are exploding in an explosive state. It looks... a bit funny.

They still look very weak.

However, Crouch's attitude towards them was no different from that of the previous guests. He reached out and shook hands with the chunky monster.

"Mr. Nan, good evening."

"Good evening." The chunky monster called Mr. Nan looked up and then reached out to shake him. Unlike the body, the chunky monster had a large hand and a long knuckles, each with a finger. A lot of rings, it is very heavy at first glance.

"This is a brother. I heard that I got the invitation letter from the owner of Moonlight Castle. I want to come and see it anyway." The fat monster was very eye-catching and introduced the skinny monster around him to the other party before asking.

"He called snow."

A pretty good and wonderful name, but in a thin, dry and wretched male monster.

"Mr. Xue, I am very glad to meet you." Reaching out, Kroche expressed his friendship to the other party.

"I am very glad to meet you." A large pair of eyes on the face of the palm of the hand looked straight at Croze, paused for a long while, and the hand of the little monster reached out.

Like his own brother, he has a lot of rings on his fingers, and the number is too much.

However, it is "street style" (← human readers can understand and understand punk style).

"Mr. Nan, Mr. Xue, next to me is Mr. Jin Murphyt Firzaha, my good friend and a collector of art;

Murphyt, the Mr. Nan is a real estate auctioneer. The house in Yuma City was taken from him. He also lives in Yuma City. Mr. Nan may introduce you to Yuma in advance. city. ”

Crowe especially called the black hair monster in the middle name, one is to show closeness, the other is polite, the first name is only relatives, and very close friends can be called.

"Ha ha ha! I came here this time too, but I didn't know at the time that the future homeowner would be Mr. Felzaha, but Mr. Firzaha didn't have any whiteness when I was here. Come over, I am here. Also specially brought the seasonal fruits of Uma City..."

The chunky monster smiled heartily, and the original mouth was completely cracked. It was a **** mouth that occupied most of the face!

Although it looks awful, but Nan is obviously a good businessman, very talkative, he will also grasp the other side of the conversation, and quickly grasp the point of interest of the other party, the ordinary trivia is not interesting. Said, but also from time to time burst a little material to surprise the other party.

Taking into account the identity of the art lovers of Croze and Firzaha, he highlighted the collection of the Uma City house.

“There is a very large collection there. The former owner was not an art lover but he was an artist. He built a great collection for his own work!”

"In the city of Youma, I saw a lot of news about Mr. Felzaha from the newspaper. Hey! You are a very insightful collector. The collections in your home must have been quite a lot. Will it continue in the future? Increase, although the hotel is your own, is the best hotel in Koroda, I have stayed there for one night! I have to say that your hotel's pillows are very comfortable!

Closer to home, the hotel is good, but after all, people come and go are not suitable for the placement of precious collections. The house in Uma City is still very large, and the security is also very good. Your collection has since lived in the house. ”

Mr. Nan said incessantly, and for a long time, the topic suddenly turned: "The house that has spent so much money to buy, and the antique art that is worth more than the house, I don’t know Mr. Firzaha. How about the preservation? I don’t know if you are using private security or private security. Do you bring them with you when you move? From Corota to Yuma City, transportation is a problem. I think you might be These things are bothering, I took the snow, but he opened the company, not my own boast, the snow security company but the Yuma City numbered, a little revealed that the largest underground fighting field in Yuma City is also Quite a share, the best Gladiator Snow of the year has the right to choose. He has many powerful monsters."

After talking for a long time, this is the topic now.

The black-haired monster always listened, letting the opposite fat monster say, he just leaned slightly to the head and listened with a smile. The thin monster that was introduced was also slightly smiling, noticed that the black-haired monster’s sight fell on There was a faint smile on his face.

"I am really worried about how to transport those things.

In addition... It’s an unexpected surprise. You may not know that my bigger hobby is actually watching a fighting game than antique art! "There was a hint of joy on his face, and the black-haired monster laughed."

"I really can't see it! You look so handsome. Next week, there is just a wonderful fighting game there. Would you like to see it?" The small mouth is smiling and the name is snow. The monster smiles.

"There is a hidden terrace over there, the scenery is good, maybe we can go there and talk about it."

Several monsters said with a smile, four new glasses of wine on the plate held by the waiter, and went on to the hidden terrace suggested by Mr. Croce.

***

Any force that has been attached to an item for a long time is difficult to separate completely.

It's like a light yellow tea stain on a teacup.

It's like the last drop of milk in a bottle.

The black egg leaned up to the head and gave the whole body strength. He wanted to **** the last drop of neinei.

This is really the last drop of milk.

The milk powder in the milk tank is completely empty. There is no milk powder in the world. Even if it can occasionally catch the World of Warcraft during lactation, it is not the neinei of the black egg.

When the light yellow powder in the milk tank is getting less and less, the black egg drink neinei is more and more cherished.

He has never been a waste baby.

I sucked my neck for a long time or couldn't **** it. It was probably a bit sour. The black egg put the bottle straight, and a drop of milk slowly stroked the bottle wall and fell.

Staring at the drop of milk again accumulates to the bottom of the bottle, the black egg does not give up holding the bottle and climbs to the bed, leaning against the big cushion placed there, the little black body is slightly trapped inside, the little ankle is opposite With another little ankle, the black egg sat down on the little belly and stretched out the small claws. He began to learn how to screw the bottle.

He wanted to unscrew the bottle and drink the last drop of milk, but his strength was a little too small, and the little claws were not big enough.

After working hard for a long time, the bottle was still motionless. At this time, a pair of hands suddenly appeared in the air.

Long nails, a gray scale on the back of the hand, in addition to the fluff.

The hand that appeared out of thin air took the bottle in the black egg paw and screwed it down for him.

The black egg immediately picked up the bottle, the small chin was lifted high, and a drop of cold milk slowly entered his small mouth.

The little devil is satisfied with his mouth.

"Ah! Ah!" The black egg yelled twice, and the claws disappeared from the air.

For the hands, it wasn’t unexpected that the black egg held the bottle in the pillow for a while, and soon it rolled over to a hard object. The little monster turned over and saw that it was the picture book used to tell the story. He is mentally up again. Climbing to the front of the picture book, he began to read the book one by one.

Although a word does not know, but black eggs like to see those colorful paintings.

As he moves, the golden bracelet sways gently on his little wrist.

Any force that has been attached to an item for a long time is difficult to separate completely.

A kitchen knife made like the sword of Kormath's sword is particularly sharp;

Just like the bracelet of a black egg, there is still a very small force of the devil.

The thrifty black egg quilted a frog doll with that force.

There is one more thing left. He occasionally turns it into a grandfather's claw to open the bottle to himself. Occasionally, he will turn into a sly hand and take a picture of himself.

However, he is very savvy, and he can only do this if he can't wait for him or her. Most of the time, he still waits for Aye and He to come and find himself.

Just like, just went to the toilet, and put the black eggs on the bed temporarily. The black eggs are afraid that the precious neinei will die before the return of Ah Ye (← dry), which is his own.

"Aye is coming! Come on!" The voice of Grandpa came from outside the door. Then, a horned horn rushed in. A pair of claws with sharp nails stretched over and looked carefully. There were scales on the claws. Long hair, scales are not white, but gray, adequate nutrition, Aye's scales began to change color.

"舅舅 Today is not at home, Aye tells the story to the black egg!" Seeing the story book spread out in front of the little monster, the hornhorn monster holds the little monster in his arms, leaning on the pillow and using two big claws. Grabbed the story book, then...

A misty water.

Callas was not a clever monster. The progress of the foreign language in the "heard of hearing" is still OK. After all, it is a monster. Language has something in common. The "reading and writing" aspect is completely okay!

Know that now I know more than four words: the name of grandson and grandson!

Looking at the expectant use of the white ring eyes hooked his grandson, the horn horn magic eyes glanced at the words on the story book.

Then decisive -

I started to make up my mind.

"In the past, there was a Carras, no father, no mother, no cubs, no life, no music! He likes to catch the mouse..."

So, the fairy tale that once fooled the little flowers and the little black has once again returned to the rivers and lakes!

Black eggs don't mind, as long as someone talks to him, he is happy, Bai Huan eye concentrates on the story book in Aya's paws, and Zeng Zusun both racked their brains and made a small painting on the story book. .

It’s really fun!

Entrusting the black egg to Aye, the successor is now with the little gray demon.

After a period of preparation time, when the little gray devil said that he wanted to go to the market to find a job, he also followed.