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The words are not speculative, but the angels come and go in a hurry.

She wanted to leave, but there was no tilapia left.

The atmosphere just now is really not suitable for further discussion.

If there is no fight, both of them are considered restrained.

Queen Yan wanted to have a fight with Tilapia to avenge her oppression, but due to the atmosphere just now, if a fight broke out, it wouldn't be just friends looking for revenge, but serious enemies.

"Owner."

Back in the room, the girl's sweet voice, coupled with the fluorescent light from the simple lighting equipment above her head, created a certain atmosphere.

Tilapia sighed and went back to bed, still thinking about what he just said.

Is it too much?

From a friend's point of view, it is indeed a bit overwhelming.

This time Angel Yan came to express his identity as the King of Angels more than once, intentionally or unintentionally.

She is the King of Angels.

She came to him as the King of Angels, and Tilapia didn't feel like she had gone anywhere.

Especially the aggressive tone of the other party, the kind that if I ask, you must answer, otherwise it will be disrespectful, which is really unpleasant.

Seeing him sitting down, he was alone in a daze. Huo Wu and others looked at each other, a little confused whether to finish their unfinished work.

After all, it was Huo Wu who was more courageous. He crawled out of bed quietly and stretched out his hand to continue.

"Have you practiced today's "Xuanyu Jue"?"

The little hand on the belt buckle stopped, Huo Wu shook his head blankly, and said honestly: "Not yet, I was summoned by you just after completing daily physical training, and I didn't even have time to practice."

"Then let's practice. It's a long night, don't be in a hurry." Rubbing his fiery red hair, Tilapia waved the person away.

Huo Wu looked at Dai Qina and Xue Ke, both of whom also had sad faces.

The opportunity they had waited for more than two thousand years had to be lost because of someone else. The three of them felt miserable.

The master had to obey his orders, so he had no choice but to get out of bed and use "Xuanyu Jue."

Just practice, it won't hurt anyway.

The vitality of heaven and earth became active, resonating with the magic power in the body. At the same time, the beautiful faces of the three people became pale to the naked eye, showing pain.

Tilapia was still thinking about Angel Yan, while Huo Wu and the others worked hard to complete their daily practice exercises.

In a forest a hundred miles away, two tilapia clones sat bored on a thick tree trunk, occasionally glancing at the sleeping giant demon.

"By the way, it's been a long time, and the alien hasn't finished developing yet. It's indeed a super gene product!" Playing with a randomly broken branch, Clone No. 1 clicked his nails out of boredom and spoke lazily.

"After all, it is a super gene. Even if it is a product of the devil virus, it can at least be comparable to junk models of super genes.

The longer the gestation time, the stronger the alien conceived by the alien, which is great." The clone number two player was also not idle, playing with a few leaves.

Needless to say, although the two are clones, they have inherited some of Tilapia's habits, such as playing with their hands when they have nothing to do.

"Alas...!!!" They sighed at the same time. They threw away the branches and leaves in their hands and looked at each other. The clone No. 2 sighed: "I should let the main body release the two little maids. It's so boring."

"Same feeling." Nodding, Clone One leaned lazily against the tree trunk, feeling a little unhappy: "I guess the main body is too careless to let us take advantage of the maid."

"You're taking advantage. We are clones, just a piece of sturdier wood. When the clone is canceled and the memory returns to the original body, how can we take advantage?" Rolling his eyes, clone No. 2 suddenly poked clone No. 1 and gossiped: "By the way,

Between the maid troupe and the maid corps, which one do you like best?"

"It's not nonsense. Who else could it be besides Sweet Potato?" No. 1 opened his hand and stabbed himself, laughing and scolding in annoyance.

"Nonsense, I don't know that I like sweet potatoes the most.

Excluding sweet potatoes and wee bears, who do you think is the most popular?" No. 2 gave No. 1 a look of disdain.

"Except for the sweet potatoes and the wee bears..." No. 1 was silent, took a few breaths, and smiled, "Probably just the Yue Kuais.

Egoists, of course, like people who are beneficial to themselves.

In the maid group, whoever is stronger will naturally be more valuable.

Hey hey hey!!!”

"Hey hey hey!!!" Looking at each other, No. 1 and No. 2 lowered their voices and laughed.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo,..."

At the same time, the big man who was sleeping soundly suddenly opened his eyes, subconsciously covered his chest and let out a muffled groan.

He lowered his head and looked at his chest in confusion.

"It hurts so much, what's going on?" He pressed his chest hard, the big demon said to himself in cold sweat from the pain.

"Woo!!!" As if a signal was turned on, the big man's chest rose and fell violently, as if something was forcefully hitting him from the inside.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo of of of of of of !

Once, twice, three times...the frequency of impacts is getting higher and higher, and each impact is more and more powerful.

On the tree trunk, clones No. 1 and 2 subconsciously clenched their fists and stared at the big man who fell to the ground with excitement.

The two of them had no sympathy for the pain of the big man. On the contrary, they were looking forward to the moment when the little guy inside broke out.

"As expected of a super soldier, even if it is a semi-finished product transformed from a virus, this defense... tsk tsk tsk!!!" Seeing the big man's chest rising and falling violently, but insisting that it did not break, No. 2 couldn't help but clicked his tongue.

No. 1 curled his lips in disdain, "At first glance, he seems to be a tough and defensive type with a rough skin. Don't make a hasty judgment based on a demon.

If I want to express my feelings, I will go back and clone some facehuggers, and then catch a few more demons to hatch aliens before I can draw a conclusion."

"Hey, we are both clones. Can you return to your true form without causing trouble?" No. 2 was speechless, always feeling that the passage of time was unfavorable.

A big man under a tree not far away kept "ouching", and the bulge in the center of his chest became more and more obvious.

Trunks, while the two clones were paying attention, they were still complaining and making trouble.

"puff...."

The scream lasted for about ten minutes, like the sound of a watermelon exploding. The large and hard sternum and strong superficial muscles finally could not withstand the pressure from the inside.

A blood hole appeared, and a small cute little creature that was not big enough to be distinguishable from ordinary aliens poked out of the blood hole.

The only difference is that compared to other cuties of the same period, the cutie in front of me is slightly bigger.

Demons are different from iron-blooded ones. They are genetically closer to humans. Demonic aliens bred from demons are naturally closer to aliens bred from humans.

The little guy broke open the big demon's chest. After a few breaths, the seemingly soft skin quickly hardened, and then he flexibly jumped out of the hole and into the woods.

"It's interesting to hide and develop!" The clone followed behind the alien at the same time, and No. 2 couldn't help but sigh.

"Don't be careless.

It won't take long for the little guy to grow into a big man. Be careful, people will use us as hunting targets." Thinking of the horror of the alien, clone No. 1 smiled and stretched out his hand to make an explosive movement.

The alien likes to shoot heads, and the violent opening of the fist is a suitable description.

"It's not what I asked for, it's time to try the strength of the clone." No. 2 shrugged and didn't care.

The little alien slithered into the grass, carefully hiding itself.

The two of them witnessed the little guy growing from feet to feet in a very short period of time, turning into a behemoth that was 3 meters tall and at least 5 meters long including its tail.

Seeing this, No. 1 pointed: "It's your turn."

"Wait, I'll catch him back now." No. 2 blinked confidently, jumped down, clapped his hands hard, and shouted: "Wooden Escape: The technique of wooden prison."
Chapter completed!