One Piece: I am a Celestial Dragon
Chapter 176, Water Lilies and Poppies
Finally, all the tenants were covered with quilts, and more than a dozen tenants were dragged out of the room.
The vice-captain wearing aqua blue armor took back all the room cards and returned to the duty room on the 13th floor.
She carefully put a bunch of key cards back into the desk drawer, her movements still gentle, as if any force would add a nightmare to the sleeping girl.
She stretched out her hand and gently stroked the chubby girl's hair. Her eyes were full of pity and her movements were still gentle. She said softly to her: "Thank you for your hard work."
Looking at the sleeping girl's chubby figure, her face was full of complex expressions.
She was no longer sure whether she could recall the girl's former graceful figure.
After all, too much time has passed, and nearly ten years have been enough to make any impression blurry.
Ever since this girl was selected as the captain of the 8th Division of the Dragoons 25 years ago, she ate the bright devil fruit.
The girl began to live a life of eating and sleeping, and her figure also began to gain weight in a life of eating and sleeping.
Nowadays, she is already slightly chubby, and among the strong female warriors, she is as dazzling as a firefly in the dark night.
The vice-captain wearing aqua blue armor still remembers how the man with blond hair tricked the girl into eating the fruit.
That day, under the sunlight emerging from the trees, the girl knelt on one knee in front of the blond man.
A pair of palms held up the girl's lowered head, and kissed her forehead gently like a sweet lover. The man's handsome face was full of smiles, and he said to her gently:
“Would you like to be a water lily in my garden?”
Just such a sentence made the girl's face become covered with red clouds. She nodded repeatedly without thinking, and snatched the fruit from the tray as if she was afraid of being snatched away.
The fruit tastes as bad as shit, but the smile on the girl's face is as sweet as sugar.
Superhuman type·Mianmian Fruit, this is an extremely powerful fruit. It has great power, but also has a corresponding price.
Hypnosis, sleep... these are all part of the power of this fruit.
And the girl with these powers has also become a sleeping person. In addition to sleeping, she eats every day.
Now, almost ten years have passed, and the blond man is still standing high, shining like the sun, doing what he wants to do wantonly.
But the girl is no longer that girl, her figure has been changed by sleeping, and her dreams are her life.
"Is it worth it?" the vice-captain murmured, his eyes like broken lenses.
"It's worth it..." The fat girl was still sleeping, changed to a more comfortable position, and murmured softly in her sleep.
The vice-captain wearing blue armor smiled, and she seemed to understand the girl in front of her.
Even the mimosa in the garden yearns for the sun.
As long as that grown-up can remember that there is a water lily in his garden, and the name of the water lily is Carol.
Water lilies love the sun the most, so that's enough for her.
The vice-captain found a random place in the duty room, looked at the sleeping girl, and then closed his eyes.
It was night and it was time to sleep. The vice-captain wanted to sleep next to his captain more than in his own room.
Just as water lilies yearn for ample sunshine, some people yearn for beautiful water lilies.
If you want to run a garden well, in addition to warm sunshine, you also need a gentle gardener.
The bright moon rises from the sea in the east and sets from the sea in the west.
The morning sun sheds light on the sea, undercurrents surge under the sea surface, and golden ripples ripple on the sea surface.
The blond man in the palace opened his eyes early, washed briefly, dressed appropriately, and walked out of the palace gate.
Tomorrow is the day when the banquet begins. The sea area near the island will be closed today. Guests who have not arrived before today will not need to come again in the future.
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nbsp;Iran Saint walked towards the dungeon, and he was pulled out of the rat.
He quickly walked into the dungeon, and as soon as he entered the door, he heard the sound of wailing.
A look of surprise appeared on Saint Iran's face. He was surprised by the number of prisoners in the cell.
His impression still lingered on not long ago, when only Kalfa and Charlotte Lingling were imprisoned in the dungeon.
At this time, most of the cell was occupied. Some of them were shouting loudly, some were kneeling in front of the railings and talking about how they were wronged, and some were sitting in the corner of the cell holding their knees.
The arrival of the Iranian Saint seemed to add a lot of vitality to this dark dungeon.
Those who shouted loudly began to whine softly with grievances on their faces, those who babbled loudly shouted their misfortune, and those who sat in the corner hugging their knees began to curse.
"Tsk..." A disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a disdainful sneer came out of his mouth.
In the eyes of Iran's holy people, this cell seemed to have become a microcosm of a stage play, with everyone acting and playing their roles diligently.
They hope to use their acting skills to deceive their own eyes. After all, as the audience, Iran Saint only needs recognition of their acting skills, and they can get out of this dark prison.
His acting skills were undoubtedly poor in the eyes of the Iranian holy people. The efforts of the actors did not win any attention, and he walked straight towards the depths of the dungeon.
In the deepest part of the dungeon, at the end is a heavy iron door with the words 'torture chamber' written on it. Next to the iron door are two female warriors standing upright.
Seeing the Iranian Saint coming this way, the female warrior bowed and saluted slightly, then opened the heavy iron door.
Stepping into this iron gate is like stepping into another world.
It's dark outside and crazy inside.
In the torture room, which was not too spacious, a mature woman was sitting on a chair very casually, tapping her legs.
Her hair color is an extremely rare burgundy color, her lips are as red as her hair, and she also wears purple captain-level armor.
She looks to be about the same age as Irani Saint, probably in her early 30s, and every move she makes has the unique charm of a mature woman.
She held a poisonous snake in her hand. The snake's body stiffened and turned into a bow shape. There was also an arrow on the snake's body.
The viper long bow pointed in front of her, and a dozen meters in front of her were rows of crosses.
There are dozens of crosses of different distances, but the same thing is that each cross has a man with an arrow tied to it.
These people were men, women, old and young. These people should be the targets for the arrows.
At this time, the "targets" on the cross looked crazy, and they tried their best to stretch their necks in the direction of the red-haired woman.
"Shoot me! Shoot me!..." they shouted, saliva leaving the corners of their mouths, their eyes as crazy as their expressions.
The red-haired woman seemed to have noticed someone walking into the room. She turned back to look at the door, and when she turned her head, she shot an arrow from the string.
The arrow penetrated the body of an unlucky man and made a "pop" sound. The unlucky man who was shot looked happy, and the target that was not hit said "ouch, ouch" in regret.
"How's it going, Phoenix?" Seeing the red-haired woman looking at him, Iran Saint asked softly.
The red-haired woman Phoenix did not rush to reply. Instead, she put down her snake bow and walked up to the Iranian holy body with a very aggressive smile. She lifted his chin with her fingers and said against his ear: "Little Sun, you Are you caring about me?"
"Be serious."
Iran Sheng raised his arm, curled his fingers slightly, and hit her forehead with a "pop" sound.
Phoenix had a red mark on his forehead. He rubbed his forehead with both hands and gasped "hiss...hiss...". He flattened his mouth and complained with an aggrieved look on his face: "I know..."
It seemed that the pain in his forehead was gone. Phoenix turned his head and looked at the target in the distance, raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile:
"I even know how old they are when they wet the bed. Don't worry, sir, I'm Poppy..."
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