The female supporting role in Quick Transmigration is the favorite of the group

"My old man Pony just turned on the time-space hanger today!" Pony punched him up again: "Sorensen! I must peel your skin today and make it my appetizer! I can't do it! Eat Xiang!"

"Aw!" Sorensen, who was too late to react and was punched by Pony, couldn't bear it anymore: "Then you eat it! Elegy for the destruction of the world!"

"Damn it! Turned up as soon as it came up!" Penny slapped him and shouted: "Sorensen, stop yelling in front of me!"

"Damn, who am I provoking, this is..." Sorensen was immediately slapped by Pony.

When Pony was playing comfortably, Zhuang Can also walked in from the crack in time and space at the right time: "Finished?"

"Well, it's over." Piniba snapped his fingers comfortably.

Nothing makes Pony more excited than bullying his brother.

If there is, it is two beatings.

If there is any more, it will be three consecutive meals +.

At this time, Pony was simply ruthless.

"Damn!" Sorensen, who was lying half dead on the ground after being beaten by Pony, stood up with a carp: "Fox, vixen?! Is it you?!"

Zhuang Can was stunned: "Huh...?"

"Make your mouth stink!" Pony quickly punched him again, and directly hit Sorensen on the ground with another fist: "He is called Zhuangcan! Zhuangcan! Don't give him such a weird nickname. !"

"Oh! Isn't she just a vixen!?" These words sounded like nothing wrong with Yazi, and Sorensen was really aggrieved.

"Let me reiterate..." Zhuang Can weakly raised his snow-white little claw: "I am a five-tailed snow fox, not... the fox you said..."

Sorensen froze for a moment, then began to clenched his jaw and thought.

Then, his eyes lit up, he snapped his fingers, and pointed at the little makeup, but the conclusion he came to was...

"Five-tailed snow fox and vixen are almost the same!"

Before Puni could make a move for the goddess, Zhuang Can raised his hand and drew a circle in mid-air: "You can go to hell, bye, so you can leave."

"What's the matter?" Sorensen looked around in a daze.

The make-up is in good condition, why draw a circle in front of him?
Could it be that Zhuang Can wants to "draw a circle and curse you"?

Obviously, Sorensen didn't know much about Zhuang Zan's ability.

But before Sorensen figured it out, he...had fallen into the time-space crack that suddenly appeared under his feet and was summoned by the makeup.

"Huh..." Zhuang Can patted his snow-white claws to relieve his anger: "Relieved."

"Sorensen, what is this..." Pony asked with a suppressed smile.

"I teleported (throwed) him into your Holy Spirit Lake, and threw him into the deep waters of Holy Spirit Lake. He wants to fly out of Holy Spirit Lake, but it will take some time. Don't worry, with his In terms of strength, it shouldn't die."

"It's better to be dead." Pony puffed out his chest very shamelessly.

Pony is a typical kind of stabbing a brother in both sides (crossed out), for a woman, he would rather stab a brother twice, without hesitation.

When Pony and Zhuangcan returned to Pony's residence, An Ranran was in the kitchen, wearing a kawaii apron, standing in front of the pot on a small bench, holding a small spatula With a shovel, something delicious is stir frying in the pan.

An Ranran saw them coming back together through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, and the little fire bird frowned and said with a smile: "Are you back? Wait a minute, this dish will be ready soon, and we can take it out to eat together later." !"

"Yeah, thank you for your hard work, little bird." Smelling the scent wafting from the kitchen, Zhuang Can couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Xiao Lu is really blessed, dear..."

"Hmm, don't look at this kid as young, but he really looks good when he cooks." Looking at An Ranran's skillful technique, Pony also echoed his makeup.

"Pfft, Xiaoniao is really not young anymore. She is as big as Xiaoli, but now she is in the nirvana period, and she will temporarily transform into her childhood appearance. When the time of rebirth, you will naturally be like her." You will believe what we say."

After An Ranran finished frying the last dish, Sorensen, who was wet all over, pushed the door in as if pinching a little. He half-jokingly said: "Pony is willing to cook? The rice he cooked Can you actually eat it? Oh? It smells good."

Pony blackened his entire face silently: "Sorensen, tell me the truth, after you learned how to cook from Casciu, did you f--- you give me a high air?!"

Sorensen rolled back to the changing room with his tail between his legs in despair.

As smart as he is, of course he knew that this could not be Pony's masterpiece.

Of course, he still wanted to save his life during the ridicule.

Pony's fists are not soft, but other people's fists can be called a fist to the flesh!

His heart ached from the beating.

Sorensen was changing clothes, Pony opened the door abruptly, and came closer with a head: "Hello, Sorensen."

Sorensen: "Brother, I'm changing clothes..."

Pony: "I'll take care of you."

Sorensen: "... Hurry up and let it go, I have to change my clothes. It's really uncomfortable to have wet clothes sticking to my body."

What's more, he still has a slight cleanliness.

"Come on!" Of course, Pony knew this too. He squeezed into the changing room, closed the door, and sat down on a small bench, "I'm just here to remind you."

"Well, tell me." Sorensen replied rather depressedly.

"About the last makeup and our matter, don't mention it in front of her again, that's it." Pony said succinctly and clearly.

Sorensen: "..."

He seemed not quite used to calling Zhuang Remnant's name directly, and his eyes looked towards the ceiling with some guilt.

Sorensen likes to ask when he doesn't understand. He drooped his eyelids: "Why?"

"There seems to be someone who is in charge of memory in Octave. Like Casxiu, all of Zhuang Can's memories have been completely sealed by that person. So, you can treat Zhuang Can as our new friend." Pony continued to explain tirelessly.

Sorensen opened his mouth: "You have such a deep friendship with one of the backbones of the unknown octave, are you sure?"

"I think, I'm sure." Pony wasn't being stubborn or arrogant. Sorensen could see that Pony said this in a serious and serious tone.

"That's all right... I see." Sorensen scratched his head and glanced at Pony: "This doesn't look like you."

"I know, but I don't resent my current changes."

Sorensen didn't respond.

He just looked at Pony quietly, no, to be precise, he was looking behind Pony, behind Pony, the tentacles.

"Pony..."

"Ok?"

"Just now I noticed that there seems to be something wrong with you." Sorensen frowned: "You are missing a tentacle?"

"Ang..." To his brother, Pony really didn't intend to hide this matter.

"Fuck!" Sorensen almost couldn't control his volume: "Dude, what did you do? Who did it!? Tell me! I'll take his skin!"

"..." Pony said weakly, "To be honest, it's me."

Sorensen was momentarily choked by the little bastard Pony's words: "..."

"You, what did you do to you? It's okay, why don't you pull out your tentacles?!"

As he spoke, Sorensen really wanted to slap Fipney: "Duck! Pony, you are really crazy, aren't you!?"

"Cold, calm down..." Pinipone slapped Sorensen with his cowardly hand: "Sorensen, I...I have a reason too..."

"Huh?" Sorensen crossed his arms angrily.

"Some time ago, I accidentally tore off one of her tails..."

The blue veins on Sorensen's forehead exploded in anger: "So? You want to use this method to compensate her? One must change the other?"

"Ang..." Pony responded cautiously, for fear that Sorensen would blow his hair out of anger.

Sorensen is also the pinnacle existence among the Holy Spirit star elves, and he also knows what kind of unbearable and painful situation it will cause to the body of the Holy Spirit star elves when the tentacles are uprooted.

Sure enough, Sorensen was furious instantly: "Pony! Are you stupid! Are you stupid!? What is wrong with compensation? Why do you have to use such an extreme method!?"

"I also... didn't think so much..." Pony replied aggrieved.

"Fuck! Are you still wronged? How dare you feel wronged!?" At this moment, Sorensen, who was as hot as stir-fried cabbage, yelled at Puni with his teeth and claws.

"Okay, I know, you are thinking of me too." Pony rubbed his golden hair: "Don't worry, I'm still sure, although the pain is indeed painful, but it doesn't hurt me What too much damage."

"You're so fucking mad at me!" Sorensen frowned and waved his hands, and he was afraid that he couldn't hold back, so he went up and slapped Penny to death: "Get out! Don't delay me changing clothes!"

"Okay." Pony was very open-minded.

"Hey, wait." Before leaving, Sorensen called Pony again.

Pony looked at Sorensen with a little puzzlement: "Huh?"

"Let me ask you, if I didn't happen to find out that one of your tentacles is missing today, when are you going to... tell me about your tentacles?" Sorensen narrowed his eyes slightly.

Pony thought for a while, then said hesitantly: "After talking about the makeup, it's just that you were the first to notice and said it, so I will go along with you."

"Oh? It's okay." Sorensen waved his hand: "Go away!"

Pony opened the door in an instant and slipped out.

Wait... tell me about your tentacles when you finish talking about the makeup residue?
Sorensen gradually narrowed his eyes.

Duck!Pony!Sooner or later, I will bite you to death, you who value sex and despise friends!

Haha, after Sorensen reacted, his lungs might explode, right?Pony smiled and glanced at the kitchen door.

Zhuang Can walked into the kitchen at some point, stood beside An Ranran, happily whispering to An Ranran, with a smile on his face.

Big doubts arose in Pony's little head.

People with octave temperament... Could it be possible that one of them looks better than the other?
And it turns out, Pony, you guessed it.

This is the case.

After Sorensen came out of the changing room, Pony just helped put the dishes on the table: "Sorensen, come and help."

"Oh." Sorensen gave Pony a white look angrily, in front of girls, you really are a bunch of bastards.

And the facts have proved that An Ranran's food tastes really good.

Sorensen, who almost had his mouth full of the food made by Casciu, only took a bite, then silently closed his mouth and concentrated on eating.

How should I put it, if we compare the food cooked by Casxiu and the food made by An Ranran, to be honest, there is no comparison between good and bad, and in the end it can only be said that each has its own characteristics. Each has its own merits.