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For dreams, people's motivation seems to be endless.

For the sake of Vixen, Tilapia stepped out of the mountain col again after a long absence.

I dare not say anything about other places, but there is a place where vixens are likely to appear.

The snow-capped mountains are covered with white snow. Tilapia is wearing a tiger fur coat, and Linda is wearing a mink coat, walking in the snow with one foot deep and one shallow.

"The vixens in Changbai Mountain dare to make up their own minds. Master, as expected of you, you are not afraid of blowing up all the five immortals in the Northeast."

Linda, who was wearing suede boots, had her feet and calves deeply sunk into Ji Xue, as if she couldn't feel the cold wind as cold as a steel knife. The girl laughed and teased her.

"The Five Immortals of the Northeast are fox-yellow and white willow-grey, and have great reputations. At my current level, I am not afraid of them.

Not to mention a few little demons, even if their ancestors saw them, I would be able to smash them to pieces." Tilapia wrapped herself tightly in her tiger-skin coat, and her senses swept across the mountain inch by inch.

"Oh, this is the Northeast. You said you are an immortal, not a little demon."

"Except for their ancestors, the others are all wild immortals. If they really become immortals, they won't stay in the mortal world to exchange for merits and offerings."

“I always feel that it’s not reliable to come to the Northeast to catch vixens.”

"Enter the city quietly without shooting." In the wind and snow, the master and the servant were chatting and laughing.

Then......

"Damn, you're not a vixen." After finding the target based on the weak breath and sensing it at close range, Tilapia yelled.

"Hehe, the weasel is still a male, so you don't want to raise one?"

"Go away and raise a weasel so I can use it to steal chickens."

Following the footsteps he came from, the tilapia turned around and left.

That back view made Linda feel so embarrassed.

Sticking her pink tongue at the back, the girl smiled and cursed: "If you can't remember it yourself, don't blame me for not reminding you. Compared to the Northeast, Qingqiu and Tushan are famous for being more vixen."

The master and servant returned to the foot of the mountain, and Tilapia quickly let out of the RV.

These days are not like those of later generations. Changbai Mountain is still a wild land with very few people.

After stamping the blood off their feet and putting on slippers, the master and servant entered the RV.

"Damn weasel, I have never sensed the real vixen aura, otherwise..."

In the RV bedroom that had been enlarged by runes, Tilapia put on beach shorts and sat on the sofa to mutter.

...Linda: "Master, how much do you resent the vixen?

Obviously there are nearly 20,000 sisters in the maid corps, with various types and identities. Even the vixen type is supported by Nana. I really don’t understand why I have to worry about the real vixen." She cursed in her heart, and the girl took her time to change into cotton.

Wearing home clothes and pink foam slippers, she leisurely went to the kitchen to make tea.

The white and tender feet, the crystal toes that are slightly clasped when walking, and the ten-fingered dandelions are extremely eye-catching.

"Master, I can't find the vixen. How about you change the taste?

Spider spirit, snake spirit, if it doesn't work, I will go around the world another day and catch some dragon girls for you." Holding the tray, Linda couldn't help laughing and teasing when she saw her master was still thinking hard.

People are beautiful and wild, and I am talking about Sister Linda.

"Dragon Girl, I'm not interested. Just wait. When your master and I finish eating melons and get the vixen, we'll make a big fuss.

Don't talk about Dragon Girl, I will go to heaven to catch some real fairies later." The little maid dared to threaten to catch Dragon Girl, so Tilapia was naturally not to be outdone.

If you brag, you won't pay taxes. If you don't brag, it's useless.

"Come on, catch the dragon girl slave Xin, catch the fairy, you are not so boring." Squeezing on the sofa, Linda put her feet against the master's belly and said with a smile: "Fairy, the sisters of the maid group have become immortals.

She is a real fairy.

Compared to your sisters, what use are the so-called fairies from heaven to you who are obviously quick-finished products?

To put it bluntly, when the vases are not strong enough, the maid group is not as good as the human sisters they have cultivated since childhood." Thinking of the miscellaneous fish palace ladies and miscellaneous fish heavenly soldiers in the heaven in movies and TV shows, Linda was very disdainful.

A group of female fairies act like mortal palace maids when they encounter danger, stumbling around while running, what kind of fairy they are.

I was playing with the little feet that were brought to my door. They were warm and quite comfortable.

Hearing this, the tilapia burst into laughter.

"Haha, it's true that the fairies who serve people in heaven are really tight." Thinking about the various fairies in Journey to the West, Tilapia nodded in approval. "Don't talk about fairies. If we judge by movies and TV shows, they are so-called heavenly soldiers. In fact, they are not

Not many people truly reach the level of immortals.

Only those generals are worth watching."

"Well, it's indeed a bit interesting, but only a bit interesting.

Think about Journey to the West. It takes a lot of effort for the so-called heavenly soldiers to deal with the monkeys and a group of little monsters in the Huaguoshan Mountain. What a magical thing.

Heavenly General, ordinary Heavenly General, haha!!!

Not to mention the sisters of the maid corps, even the elves you created are not comparable to the so-called heavenly soldiers." Linda complained, gently flexing her toes and rubbing them on her palms.

The most professional ones have to be their group, which is a maid group with thousands of troops.

His professionalism and loyalty are far beyond what others can match.

Linda, who used to be a royal lolita, is even more outstanding.

The two of them were sitting on the sofa in broad daylight, slandering the heavenly soldiers and generals of heaven, not taking heaven seriously at all.

The bad attitude and arrogant tone are simply outrageous.

"There are still hundreds of sacred trees, and there are also many sacred tree seeds. Whenever I have time, I will refine them all into the sacred tree of life.

The maximum carrying capacity of a sacred tree is more than 20,000 elves. Round up to the nearest 20,000.

By turning all the sacred trees and their seeds into the sacred tree of life, we can at least obtain about three million undead elves."

After playing with her feet enough, Linda curled up into a ball, rested her head on her master's strong thigh, and talked about the sacred tree like a commonplace conversation.

Tilapia played with the little girl's hair that changed color on purpose. Hearing this, he was slightly startled.

Then he complained: "Three million elves, at this stage, control the top combat power, and the entire super god universe cannot be pushed aside."

Gently blowing away the hair that was unintentionally stuck on her cheeks because of the tilapia playing with it, Linda didn't take it seriously and said proudly: "In the super god universe, even if there are no elves, with the current strength of the maid group, they can still push it around

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The result was nothing more than casualties among the sisters. The servant had estimated that the casualties were within the tolerable range.

If we are not careful and the enemy does not have the ability to detonate stars and die together, the casualties can even be suppressed to tens of digits."

Tilapia was speechless and always felt, "The little girl seems to have more confidence than me.

You have confidence, but the problem is: you can brag, but don’t take me with you.

If a Merlot Heavenly Palace were to be overthrown by maids, I wouldn't even have the confidence to control casualties to ten digits. Where do you get the confidence to overwhelm the universe?" He cursed in his heart, and the topic returned to the elf: "Twenty thousand elves are temporary.

It’s enough. I really want to continue refining the Divine Tree of Life, but it’s very troublesome.”

"I just mentioned it casually, please don't take it too seriously." Linda added, still chatting about everyday things: "Actually, you don't have to worry about the sacred tree and its seeds.

If necessary, Otsutsuki can produce the seeds of the sacred tree, and the experimental base can also reproduce them, it just takes some time." When Linda said about replicating the seeds of the sacred tree, the laziness disappeared from Linda's face, and her voice revealed confidence again.

"Not only the seeds of the sacred tree, but also the natural devil fruits, as long as there is time, I am also confident to mass-produce them."

"Where's the superman?" Tilapia interrupted, curiously asking.

In one sentence, Linda was immediately silenced.

After a long moment, he smiled awkwardly: "Probably, it will take more time."

"Then I understand that what you call the natural type is probably the castrated version, right?" Tilapia asked in a funny way.
Chapter completed!