Super Dimensional Fantasy World

Chapter 142 Pattern (1)

He suddenly remembered that his younger brother is the new king of the whole human body!He has seen the divine power that he radiated when he was born.

The red light in Mao Sanjin's eyes flickered.

"Brother, don't affect your heart because of certain things. You are our leader now. Now is the most critical moment. We cannot be discovered by humans, and we cannot be on the opposite side of them. Otherwise, they will eliminate all Aliens. This is something we cannot bear, brother."

Mao Dali breathed a sigh of relief, finally pursed his lips, and nodded.

Mao Sanjin laughed aloud: "How long is the transformation cycle for those few?"

Mao Dali replied, "Seven days at the latest."

Mao Sanjin stood up: "Brother, make arrangements. Don't transform people now. We will start to migrate after those few cycles pass."

Mao Dali lowered his head: "Of order."

Mao Sanjin looked up at the slowly setting sun in the distance.I don't know what to think.
When Sumentu returned home, Ah Li was not reading a book, but as soon as he entered the door, he heard some movement in the kitchen.

Sumentu took off his shoes and walked over cautiously. The closer he got, the more he could hear the sound of cooking in the oil pan in the kitchen.

He slowly poked his head over, and then saw Ah Li who was frantically holding a spoon.

"Hahaha, what are you doing!" Sumentu came over, stood behind A Li, and leaned over to see what she was doing.

Ah Li was cooking in a panic, but when Sumentu made such a noise, she almost threw the shovel out.

In that pot, a few vegetables were fried, but the fire must have been too high or it had been fried for too long, those vegetables were already dark green and black, and Ah Li poured too much oil, so now The dishes are dark and greasy...

Sumentu reached out from her waist and turned off the fire, then he pulled A Li over.

Ah Li was a little embarrassed: "Well... I'm sorry, I was going to cook you a meal, but unfortunately, I messed it up."

"Hahaha." Sumentu rubbed Ali's head: "You go out first, I will cook a table of delicious food today, just wait. You can learn how to cook later."

"Yeah!" Ah Li nodded with a smile, then took off the apron on his body and tied it on Sumentu, and ran out with his little feet.

Su Mentu looked at the back of her running out, shook his head, but still had a smile on his mouth, and did it himself.

On the other side, Xiao Wu also returned home.

Ling'er was sitting on the balcony with her legs crossed. This was the first time Xiao Wu saw that Ling'er was not watching TV!

"Huh? Cough cough cough, hehehe." Xiao Wu threw the bag in his hand on the sofa, making various noises in an attempt to attract Ling'er's attention.

Ling'er on the balcony moved her ears, but she still didn't run over to hug him happily as usual.

Xiao Wu felt a little strange, so he changed his shoes and walked over.

It was quiet outside the window. Originally, this time period was the time when the aunts danced in the square, but because of the murder, they stopped today.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Wu took a coat and put it on Ling'er.

Ling'er turned her head, with tears in her eyes.

Xiao Wu was a little flustered, and quickly grabbed a few pieces of paper to wipe her tears.

"What the hell is this?"

Ling'er took Xiao Wu's hand and said softly, "Brother Wu, you won't leave Ling'er, will you?"

Xiao Wu squatted down and held Ling'er's little hand tightly: "No, I actually...I..."

"What?" Ling'er's nose was red and she looked at the hesitating Xiao Wu strangely.

"Hey, we'll talk about it later, what do you want to eat? I'll cook for you now." Xiao Wu said haha.

Ling'er burst into laughter again: "Then, I want to eat spaghetti."

Xiao Wu rubbed her slightly curly long hair: "I'll do it for you right now, just wait here."

Linger nodded seriously.

Not far away, Mao Dali hid in the woods, watched the scene on the balcony, and sighed secretly.

"Let's go, it doesn't make much sense to stay here any longer." Mao Sanjin didn't know when he appeared behind him.

"Oh, let's go, but I don't want to regret it, I..."

Mao Sanjin knew what he wanted to say, and he still wanted to come back. This was something Mao Sanjin couldn't stop, but during this period of time, he was always hinting or explicitly indicating to Mao Dali intentionally or unintentionally. Now he can feel it, although Mao Dali never took his words to heart, but these words were not without effect.

The leaves swayed slightly, and the two people who were standing on the branch left directly.

Italy, residence of the Grand Duke.

The white cat on the pedestal of the gate lay there quietly, enjoying the sunshine. At this time, it should have been surrounded by all the kittens in the surrounding streets and revered as the king of cats, but now, The breeze blows, and there is only one cat in the whole street.

When the sun sank behind the deep wall, it shook its head, then turned around and walked back into the courtyard with light steps.

There is the only small fountain in the middle of the yard, and this is where it drinks water. Climbing up to the edge of the fountain, it drank a few mouthfuls of clear water shot from the bow and arrow hole of the Cupid statue, and then washed itself with its paws.

In the end, with its tail straight, it took small steps past the snow-white man standing in the shadow of the door, and walked into the hall where its master often haunts.

The man turned his head slightly, and half of his face was hidden in the shadows, making it unreal.

However, the kitten still felt as if its tail had been frozen suddenly, and its hind legs twitched violently, then it quickly jumped up and climbed the wooden edge on the wall of the hall.

After the coolness disappeared, it jumped onto the soft carpet again, and finally came to Beimen Jueyi's side, rubbing his trousers as usual.

Beimen Jueyi put down the book in his hand, picked up the kitten that had softened into a puddle of water with a smile, and put it on his knee.

"Speaking of which, you should be able to talk too." Beimenjue tapped the kitten's pink nose.

The kitten meowed, and the shape of its pupils changed.

"Well...it's a bit of a mistake to call you Xiaobai all the time. I want to give you a new name. In the future, when you really awaken your mind and want to go out for a walk, you must at least have a famous name. .”

The kitten meowed again, squinted its eyes, and licked its paws again.

Beimen Jueyi put it aside.

It leaned up again, and jumped onto the desk lightly.

(End of this chapter)