Werewolf Ultimate Club

Chapter 132 Nickname and real name

"Sister Mo, aren't you going to class today?" Tianqing asked cutely.

"I've already studied today's lesson by myself. The club has just opened, and I can't bear to let our Tianqing do the work by herself, so I'm here." Lin Momo touched Tianqing's little head and said.

"Well, Sister Mo, that's great. Let's work together to take good care of the club for Brother Xiang." Tianqing was full of fighting spirit.

"Hehe, um." Lin Momo nodded with a smile.

Tianming, who was silent at the side, turned his head away and curled his lips. His own brother really has less and less sense of existence, but what can he do?Is it possible to take the little sister to live that kind of poor life again?In fact, the people here treat them very well.

Now Tianming is in the stage of transition to adolescence. A kind of dilemma between the desire to protect his sister and his own sense of existence is growing in his heart. He has a vague understanding of face and dignity. He doesn't know how to express himself better, so he can only Vent your emotions with disdain on your face.

If Xiang Fang were here, he would definitely say something that didn't deserve a beating: This is chronic pharyngitis... Bah, this is just a child's thoughts, it's no big deal.

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In the game space of consciousness...

Xiang Fang dragged a hooligan face, exhausted physically and mentally, rushed to the watchtower when dusk fell.

"Huh... Nima, I'm exhausted, this is really a race against time!" Xiang Fang let out a long sigh of relief.

Only at this moment will Xiang Fang despise the realism of this game. If it is an online game on the computer, similar to this situation, basically as soon as the screen goes black, his character will automatically appear in the watchtower, so why bother to pay for it? cost?
"Uncle rogue, why are you here?" came a slightly immature loli voice.

Hearing this, Xiang Fang looked left and right, and finally blinked his eyes, feeling like he was in a daze, and there was nothing around except the breeze sweeping the fallen leaves.

"Uncle Rogue, I'm up there." The childish voice sounded again.

It was only then that Xiang Fang came to his senses, looked up, and saw a little girl in a red hat holding on to the wooden railing with both hands on the twenty-meter-high watchtower, poking her head out to look at Xiang Fang.

"Uncle rogue, why are you here? Do you want to come up and sit down?" The little girl asked again after Xiang Fang saw her.

"Oh, okay, I'll go up now."

The watchtower was made of stone, but the door, fence, and the roof for rain and sun protection were all made of wood. Xiang Fang opened the wooden door of the watchtower and began to climb up. The structure of the watchtower was simple. There is nothing else in it, all stone steps, winding up, leading directly to the top of the watchtower.

The watchtower of more than 20 meters has more than 100 steps. Xiang Fang casually climbed, his mind was idle, and he began to greet someone silently.

"Rogue uncle, why are you climbing so slowly?" The little girl's voice came down the stairs from the top of the tower.

Xiang Fang was silent when he heard the words, but he speeded up his greetings to someone in his heart. At this moment, his inner world was full of wind and rain, lightning and thunder, and thousands of wild horses trampled the green grassland.

"Uncle Hooligan, you are finally here, come and sit. Look, the sun is going down, the sky is like a fire, and the dark forest has become a little yellow. Especially the snowfield, have you seen it? The snowfield is illuminated red , It’s so beautiful, I wish I could go there and have a look.” The little girl looked at it and said, gradually becoming infatuated.

"Yes, the snow field is very beautiful. There is also a snow mountain over there, and there is a cliff on the mountain. The scenery on the cliff is much more spectacular than that seen here, but it will be a little cold and desolate, making you feel as if you will be here at any time. What is lost." Xiang Fang followed the little girl's eyes and looked into the distance, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Rogue uncle, have you been there?" The little girl's eyes were shining, crystal clear.

The corner of Xiang Fang's mouth twitched, what a beautiful mood, he was knocked down all of a sudden, he smiled wryly:

"Xiaohong, Liu...uh, uncle, I have a request, and I hope you can agree."

"Well, uncle rogue, you tell me."

"Can you stop calling me the rascal uncle, just call me uncle, or call me big brother."

"Huh? Uncle Hooligan, why are you so weird today? I called you that before, you are so happy, and the old people in the village call you the little hooligan, and the children in the village call you the old hooligan. Don’t you like and enjoy listening to it?”

"Oh, oh! It's nothing, flow...flow? The rogue uncle was joking with you."

Xiang Fang wanted to cry, but he just made such a small request. It’s fine if you don’t agree, you little brat, and you even brought out the old people and children in the village as a strong evidence. You didn’t make a request, little girl There is only one "rogue" in one sentence, and now the little girl repeatedly mentions "rogue" three times in one sentence!How rascal is he?
The most hateful thing is that there is a rhetorical question at the end, do you like it?enjoy?He enjoys a ball!But what can he do, he is possessed by the old hooligan now, and he still has to use his identity as an old hooligan to complete the task, so he can't be too exposed, he can only hypnotize himself to make him feel like a hooligan.

"By the way, Xiaohong, why are you always staring at the snow field? It's so far away, you can't see clearly." Xiang Fang changed the subject.

"Well, yes, rogue uncle, you haven't answered me yet, have you ever been to the snowfield?" The little girl suddenly realized.

"I went there once, what happened?"

"Then are you still going? Can you take me with you next time?"

Xiang Fang's eyes lit up, here he comes, the main line of the mission has arrived.

"Oh? You want to go to the snow field? Why do you want to go there?"

"I heard Fortimo say that the snow field is beautiful, and you just said that it's more beautiful than this one, right? So I want to go and see it." The little girl said shyly.

"Huh? Is that all? There is no other reason?" Xiang Fang asked seriously.

"That's right, what else could be the reason, I just want to see the snow field." The little girl lowered her head slightly.

"Oh! That's it, then you are really innocent."

On the surface, Xiang Fang accepted the little girl's words, but he laughed in his heart: Xiao Mian, pretending to be in front of the young master, her underwear is... Bah, she's just a loli, it's a sin.But the White Wolf King's taste is really that bad, and he won't let such a small loli off, like a beast, a beast.

"By the way, who is Fortimo you mentioned just now?" Xiang Fang asked casually.

"It's a prophet."

"What? The prophet's name is Fortimo? I don't know."

"Hasn't he told you? I think you have a good relationship. Didn't he tell you his name when you told him his name? And the last time he was drunk, he directly named you by name. Woolen cloth."

"What do you call me?"

"Emm... Let me think about it, he seems to be scolding: Shikron, you old rascal, you even lift the widow's skirt, do you think I can't see it if you don't? Rascal!"

"Pfft..." Xiang Fang sprayed directly...

Dung beetle?Widow Wang?Lift skirt?Can you see it without lifting it?The amount of information is huge, his head is in chaos, and he wants to be alone...

But Xiang Fang wanted to be quiet, but someone refused to let him, and the little girl asked seriously:
"Uncle Hooligan, do you prefer people to call you old hooligan? Or do you prefer people to call you Shikron directly?"

"I just want to ask if there is a third option?"

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(End of this chapter)