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Two egg-sized capsules rub and rotate in the palm of the hand, like a plate of walnuts.

The owner of the hand looked confused. From time to time he picked up one, put it in front of his eyes, and looked in through the small window.

"Should we release him now, or should we simply wait until the plot is over before releasing him?" His brows were furrowed, and Tilapia kept talking to himself as if he had a mental problem.

"If we let him go now, there is a high chance that Ah Chai will come back and fight for justice.

Fighting involves risks, and no one can be sure that they will be fine.

If I don't let go, how will I explain it to people afterwards, and Ah Zhui won't have to kill me." Imagining the scene where the plot ends and Angel Chase learns that he couldn't participate, Tilapia shuddered subconsciously and became more and more entangled in his heart.

Suddenly, he understood a little bit that I am doing this for your own good.

"It is indeed a good intention to imprison people in a capsule so that Ah Zhui can escape the war without knowing it.

But...what would she think?"

Tilapia is obsessed with Angel Chai, but he has no idea about Angel Mo Yi.

After thinking for a while, I grabbed one, looked inside, and pointed the small window at the sofa.

There were no special effects, and Angel Moi suddenly appeared on the sofa.

With her eyes closed tightly, the girl was still unconscious.

Forehead?

"Safety pants, bad review!" Looking at Mo Yi, whose little red skirt was turned up slightly, Tilapia curled her lips in disgust and casually put the capsule back into the system space.

"Physically wake up!" He carefully pulled down the turned-up short skirt and placed his fingertips on Mo Yi's forehead.

Visible to the naked eye, white mist appears at the fingertips, and the moisture in the air condenses rapidly.

The unconscious angel Mo Yi frowned slightly, his eyelids moved, and then he quickly opened his eyes.

The sight of the man's familiar face made the confused Mo Yi's brain quickly clear up. She subconsciously touched her forehead and said to herself: "It's so cold."

The memory before coma returned, and Angel Mo Yi's face appeared in front of him without any surprise.

Rubbing his forehead, he sat up with a frown, looked down at himself, and subconsciously joked: "Tilapia, you didn't take advantage of me while I was unconscious, did you?"

We are all acquaintances, Angel Mo Yi said it very naturally.

Without waiting for Tilapia to speak again, he was already taking stock of his surroundings.

The sofa, coffee table, three transparent glass walls, and the top of the head are also glass.

"Hey..., thank you for saving me.

By the way, my super gene is still suppressed, is there anything you can do?" After looking around, Angel Mo Yi picked up the fruit plate on the coffee table and ate the fruit with a toothpick.

He didn't rush to ask why Tilapia didn't take action, didn't ask about the situation on the battlefield, or even why he knocked himself unconscious. His emotional intelligence was much higher than that of Angel Zhixin.

Looking at the tilapia expectantly, Angel Moi really wanted to hear the answer he wanted to know.

He shook his head when he saw someone, sighed, and huddled into the corner of the sofa, holding the fruit plate and eating fiercely.

"I thought you were so awesome now that you could help me, but it's really useless."

Chewing the fruit in his mouth, Angel Moi mumbled in a vague voice.

"I have such a bad temper!" The disgusted gaze made Mr. Luo dumbfounded, and he really wanted to give him a big sinus.

On the face he pretended to be angry, but in his heart he admired Angel Mo Yi's conduct.

Although she dislikes herself, even though she complains on her lips, Mo Yi has unknowingly drawn a lot into the relationship.

Being able to complain and express dissatisfaction in person, being able to express disdain, among friends is exactly what you need to be able to do well.

"Okay, you're still talking about me." Rolling his eyes, Tilapia teased, "As my subordinates can tell you, you were knocked down by the Taotie mecha.

Tsk tsk tsk!!! The majestic holy right wing caused the Taotie big mecha to topple over.

From now on, don’t mention that we have sparred when you go out, I can’t afford to embarrass that person.”

The little mouth chewing the fruit paused, and Angel Moi suddenly raised his head and glared at the tilapia.

"Tilapia, it hurts my heart.

Besides, the enemy is not some big Taotie mecha, it is the Taotie King Swallowing Howl, which is equipped with a void engine.

If it weren't for that guy..." Seeing that Tilapia ignored him and shrank to the other end of the sofa, a military magazine suddenly appeared in his hand. Angel Mo Yi's eyebrows jumped and he almost vomited blood.

"Hey... don't ignore me, you are a scumbag." She was going crazy in her heart. Sister Mo Yi always felt that she would say something when she saw Ah Zhui.

"What a bullshit male god, I will definitely look for an opportunity to blow my pillow with Ah Zhui and make you ignore me." In his mind, little Mo Yi was waving his fist vigorously, while outside he was huddled in the corner, eating fruit.

Compared with Patience, her angel Mo Yi can't believe that she can't compare to a mere harem man.

Time passes by, and the moon rises in the sky outside the window, but it has little effect on the small valley.

I don't know when, the little sun Apollo quietly suspended dozens of meters above the courtyard, illuminating the entire courtyard as if it were daytime.

Except for the shadows in the backlight, the whole courtyard is no different from the daytime.

"Apollo, Reina provides the energy, and the Weixiong provides the soul, a two-in-one product." Seeing the angel Mo Yi looking at it curiously, he didn't even put down the Tilapia magazine and lazily introduced it to others.

"I know." Nodding, Angel Mo Yi said, "I remember when Queen Kesa came, you introduced it to Ah Zhui about the Soul Soul Fruit ability."

"clever!"

The magazine was thrown on the coffee table and Tilapia glanced outside.

From what I could see, the little maids were doing what they were supposed to do during the day, and very few were sleeping.

After becoming an immortal, no one has much need for rest.

Except for some who still retain their sleeping habits, the owner of the tilapia is silent, and most of them are willing to do something else with the time they no longer sleep.

Weakly, we walked to the glass wall and took a look outside. We saw dozens of little maids walking around in all kinds of gorgeous dresses. Angel Mo Yi was a little confused. She turned around and asked in confusion: "You don't want to sleep at night?"

What are those maids doing?"

Turning his head to look out, Tilapia was convinced when he saw a group of people in costumes. He didn't take it seriously and casually introduced: "They are all dancers in the maid troupe. I guess they have choreographed some new dances. Are they rehearsing?"

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"Dancing Girl, rehearse." Looking at a group of dancers with different hair colors, hot bodies, and delicate faces, Angel Moi twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Everyone else is working hard to save the world, and I almost died. How can you, Tilapia, still be in the mood to enjoy singing and dancing?

How heartless and lungless you are to do such a thing." Holding the glass wall, Angel Mo Yi was completely speechless about the life of Tilapia.

The maids are all dressed in gorgeous dresses, and their snow-white skin is looming under their robes, giving people unlimited room for imagination.

Sister Mo Yi started to sympathize with her good sister again.

"A group of maids, regardless of strength, appearance, and figure, are not inferior to Ah Zhui, and some are even worse in appearance and figure.

Ah Zhui, you don't have any advantage!" She was silently worried for her good sisters. Sister Mo Yi turned her head again, only to find that Tilapia had appeared behind her out of nowhere.

Seeing this, Angel Mo Yi took a deep breath and suppressed the fear in his heart without showing it on his face.

She knew in her heart that what she was suppressed was only the power brought by the super gene, and the vigilance of being a warrior for thousands of years was still there.

The fact that Tilapia can appear behind him silently without him noticing it is definitely not something that can be explained by simply saying that his power is suppressed.

Suppressing the fear rising in his heart about Tilapia's strength, Angel Moi touched him with his elbow and teased: "This girl rehearses the dance all night just to get your attention, why don't you go out and encourage her?"

In imagining that Tilapia was caught by her girlfriend and best friend, she felt guilty and did not show any reaction. Angel Mo Yi's lips twitched even more fiercely, and at the same time he admired someone's shamelessness.

What does tilapia say?

She had no expression on her face and said sternly that the maid was rehearsing to perform for Ah Chai and that he didn't like dancing himself.

"Your maid dances for Ah Zhui. If I believe you, my thousands of years of life will be in vain.

Go to the grave and burn newspapers, why don't you leave that fool behind!"
Chapter completed!