was illuminated here with the light of the miraculous imprint, a burst of impassioned drum beats came from inside, and then, a huge laser ball rose from the light, reflecting the colorful and brilliant light.

　　 illuminates the figure of sixteen bearded dwarfs wearing only tight leather pants.

　　 was naked, as if he was covered with oil, shining a weird light.

　　Those short abyss dwarfs with muscular knots jumped up to the sound of exciting music, singing in unison: "Hey, Youngmen..."

　　 Huaishi closed her eyes in despair.

　　 Out of respect for the Orchard Gym, he didn't immediately shoot the repatriation button. Instead, he fumbled for a long time in his pocket and pulled out the gun.

　　 Raised the muzzle and pulled the hammer.

　　 Close his eyes and shoot casually.

　　 How many can be killed?

　　 After emptying the entire magazine, amid the roar, a group of gnomes who seemed to want to be killed on the spot had hugged each other, shivering.

　　 Seeing that people want to make up a few more shots.

　　 "Huh..."

　　 In the silence, Bezebu, who hadn't started work for a long time, couldn't help groaning freely: "Thank you brother, I'm all right."

　　 "No good!"

　　 Huaishi was furious, and he had the intention to humanely purify this broken thing and the group of goods in front of him.

　　 "Where did you come from!"

　　 He glared at these weird gnomes, and found that several of them were quite familiar. He didn't know where they had seen them: "What do you want to do?!"

　　 Among them, the muscular dwarf who was originally wearing a layer of tulle led the dance and raised a sign tremblingly-how can there be no song at the critical moment.

　　 [The Abyss Choir is here to serve you wholeheartedly].

　　 "Absolutely! Why are you again!"

　　 "I, we are here to apply!"

　　 The gnomes hugged each other and shivered. They were about to cry with fear when they were pointed at the pistol that had begun to emit a certain deadly threat. They quickly raised the letter of introduction from the Hell Music Association.

　　 "Mr. Paganini introduced us!" The lead dwarf screamed: "He also said that you must like this show... Tell us to do what we like..."

　　 What a shit!

　　 Does the Hell Music Association misunderstand yourself?

　　 Huaishi looked at the pile of greasy muscular dwarfs in front of him, and his head hurt.

　　 "Please don't join in the fun?" Huai Shi covered her face and waved her hand: "I just want to recruit a group of Pokémon, why do you treat me this way?"

　　 beep!

　　 button repatriation.

　　 With hope in case, Huai Shi raised his eyes.

next.

　　 But this time the light was on for an exceptionally long time, and it was unsettling for a long time-nothing came out of it at all, only the faint sound of tearing paper continued to sound.

　　 is like the fear echoing in the spinal cord at midnight.

　　 is terrifying.

　　 Soon, the light disappeared, but nothing appeared.

　　 Only a few dozen pieces of red paper torn to pieces fell out of it, like some torn bills, full of curse and anger.

　　 Someone seems to be cursing in a low voice.

　　 Immediately, as the piercing alarm sounded, the defense measures of the ivory tower were instantly activated, a burst of hot light flashed away, and the silence was restored immediately.

　　 There is still a faint smell of blood in the air.

　　 Only a dozen faint footprints remained on the ground, proving what happened just now.

　　 In the silence, Huaishi gasped.

　　 Inside the sultry dragon flute, my hands and feet are cold...Can this world be better?

　　 Where does he not know what happened?

　　 Just now, some inexplicable and strange existence in **** has been eyeing him. Had it not been for Dragon Flute's miraculous engraving protection, he would have died terribly miserable now.

　　 No, death is probably easy, and a large number of tragic cases of death are still in the library. How can he not be afraid?

　　 After this case, Huai Shi woke up instead.

　　 regained his original vigilance.

　　 Even with the help of the dragon flute, what he needs to face is all the weirdness from hell. Even the archaeological team will capsize in the gutter sometimes.

　　 At this time, no matter how cautious it is.

　　 "Reliability is the most important thing."

　　 He sighed from the heart.

　　 But in countless hells full of weirdness and horror, where can he find a reliable race that he can cultivate with confidence?

　　 The destructive power of a species that is as powerful as a sled dog is sufficient, but it is hard to tame and cannot be controlled. And the weird-looking humanoid women are too weird to be trusted.

The good brothers of 　　 Kitten Paradise are certainly strong and powerful, and they know the bottom line, but the **** of Kitten sees himself and runs faster than anyone else.

　　 I am afraid that the Paradise Legal Department will only become an absolute sound...

　　 Huaishi sighed, but when he was about to start again, the book of fate suddenly moved.

　　 even directly adjusted the order of resonance in the miracle markings, putting an inconspicuous response signal behind it at the forefront.

　　 Immediately afterwards, the light of the summoning secret instrument lit up.

　　 This time, a faint squeak sounded from inside.

　　 Huaishi's eyes widened.

　　 I only saw a little mouse, which had not fully grown his hair, crawled out of it and screamed at Huai Shi, as if groaning and pleased.

　　Mouse?

　　 Huaishi was taken aback, dumbfounded.

　　 I don't understand what the screening criteria of the Book of Destiny are all about.

　　 But then, he saw a sharp beak poking out from the light, aimed at the mouse's neck, and pecked it cleanly.

　　 With a quack, the mouse lay motionless on the ground.

Then, the black giant bird that was more exaggerated than a large dog came out of the miraculous markings, picked up the little mouse, quacked twice, and walked away affectionately toward the Huai. Poem ran over.

　　 put the little mouse with a breath of breath on the ground.

　　 arched toward Huai Shi.

　　 It bounced around on the spot, as if it had been a gift.

　　 "Gah!!!"

　　The blood-colored eyes of the visitor were extremely excited, spreading their pitch-black wings towards Huai Shi, making a sharp cry.

　　 Seems familiar?

　　 Just when Huai Shi was stunned, the huge crow that came out suddenly seemed to be afraid that Huai Shi would be polite to him. He picked up the little mouse, put it in Huai Shi’s arms, and arched it twice.

　　 motioned to Lao Tie to eat while it was hot.

"Uh……"

　　 Huaishi's expression twitched, and she waved her hand quickly: "No, this is not necessary..."

　　 Seeing that he didn't eat, the summoned crow was a little disappointed. After he bowed his head and swallowed the little mouse, he jumped on the spot twice and quacked at Huaishi twice.

　　 I don’t know what it’s talking about...

　　 Huaishi scratched his head and looked down at the strange bird, always feeling more and more familiar.

The crow yelled twice again, realizing that Huaishi couldn't understand what he was talking about, and circling around in a hurry on the spot. Soon, he vigorously shook his wings, and a cyan came out from the gap in the feathers. Grass seeds fell in the hands of Huai Shi.

　　 Taking the drafting seeds, Huai Shi squeezed, and after sniffing, he suddenly felt a familiar breath.

　　 This kind of special grass seed is rare even in hell. The only time he has the impression, it seems to be only in the Hell of Yamadae...Ueno Park?

　　 Huai Shi was taken aback first, and finally recalled the overwhelming group of crows in Yimatai.

　　 It was the first time when he and the Lin family had a vengeance, these local little brothers were very enthusiastic to help him lead the way and navigate the way. Occasionally, Huai Shi will miss it when he thinks about it. Didn't he expect that there will be another day to meet each other?

　　 "So it was you!"

　　 Huaishi reached out and held up the too huge crow, and looked at it with surprise: "Is all this big? I can't recognize it anymore!"

　　 Seeing that Huaishi finally recognized him, the crow became excited again, and squawked at the summoning secret instrument.

　　 Huaishi subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

　　 Immediately afterwards, I saw that, accompanied by countless sharp calls, an overwhelming torrent of darkness gushing out from the secret of summoning——

　　 swallowed everything.

　　 In just half a minute, when the fully armed manager suddenly pushed open the door amidst the sound of the alarm, as if approaching an enemy, he saw...a piece of dancing darkness covering the entire Dragon Summoning Flute.

　　 In the darkness, countless scarlet eyes looked back and stared at him.

　　 Like countless **** stars rising in the dark night.

　　 Between the dancing dots of crimson, only the almost submerged young man raised his head with difficulty, carrying hundreds of excited crows, and squeezing an awkward smile at the manager.

　　 "Sorry, the job fair is over."

　　He said, "It's just that...the number of recruits seems to be a bit too much..."

　　.

　　.

　　 Half an hour later, he sat in the principal’s office in the main building of the school, which was overwhelmed by crows.

　　 "A total of one thousand one hundred and twenty...You are really amazing."

　　 Russell looked down at the report on the phone ~lightnovelpub.net~ took off his glasses and looked at the students in front of him carefully: "Which **** did you move all the family over?"

　　 "Uh, actually I didn't think of that much."

　　 Huaishi waved her hands awkwardly: "I just nodded, just for a little bit... I didn't expect them all to drag the family to come."

　　 "Then you are lucky."

　　 Russell picked up the magnifying glass and walked to the side of Huai Shi, carefully examining the oversized crow on Huai Shi's shoulder, and even stretched out his wing to watch the long white edge on the edge of the wing.

　　 "Especially this one, it looks pretty good."

　　He exclaimed: "It has evolved into the Winter Crow. It seems that their ethnic group is really suitable for you."

　　 "What is Winter?" Huai Shi was blank.

"You do not know?"

　　 Russell glanced at him, stretched out his hand, raised the water glass on the desk, and fell directly onto the crow's wings. The crow fluttered its wings unhappily and quacked at Russell.

　　 If it weren't Huai Shi, it would have pecked out the old man's eyes.

　　 After flowing over the crow's body, the water in those cups fell on the ground, and it solidified quickly, forming a little frost.

　　 The chill is pressing.

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