I was hiding from gods and demons at the beginning, but it turned out that I was the boss

Gan! This look...

Qingtian's heart skipped a beat when he saw him, and his eyelids twitched.

This fancy carrot is so evil!

If he hadn't seen so many monsters and had strong resistance, he would probably have been wiped out by him!

Tasriel is also well aware of his lethality.

Both he and Lan Zetong inherited the beautiful looks of the Tas family.

However, as a high-ranking person, he has been in the military for a long time, is in charge of territory, and is a divine general. His overall temperament is unmatched by Lan Zetong's.

If Lan Zetong is a new sword overflowing with brilliance, then he is a famous sword that exudes a dark light, is sharp and bloodthirsty.

If he hadn't had a bad personality and kept his face hidden, he might have become one of the most popular men in Lanze.

Therefore, women who have seen his true appearance and spent time with him are easily bewitched by him.

Eight years ago, the eldest princess threw herself into a trap, and the noble daughter of the lord recommended herself as his favorite. It is not unreasonable for many dolls to be willing to perish.

It's just that things haven't gone well for him since he met Qingtian. No matter whether he's hard or soft, his teasing overtly or covertly has been blocked by the little girl.

So he was even more jealous, jealous of Lorenzo.

"Huh?" Taslier asked softly with a lazy tone and a smile on his face, "Why don't you speak."

Qingtian's face stiffened slightly, and he quickly took out a small mirror.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she asked: "Mirror, Mirror, who is the most sober person in the world?"

Of course the mirror wouldn't answer, so Sunny helped.

"It's me, it's me, it's me."

OK, the psychological suggestion is over.

She shook off the distracting thoughts, lowered her face and said seriously: "Lan Zetong, it's not good for you to be like this. You and Princess Morton have already made love, so you shouldn't be messing around with women like you are now."

"The county master has a kind heart and you should cherish it."

"Besides, I'm her friend. Haven't you heard that you can't play with your friends' husbands? So, I advise you to respect yourself!"

"After we get off the bus, we will say goodbye. The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. If you and I are not gentlemen, we can just be acquaintances with a nod."

Tasriel knew she could say it, but he didn't expect her to say it so clearly.

He looked at Qingtian's current face.

It doesn’t look good, but it makes him really itchy!

She refused without delay, and he wanted to drag her down into the muddy abyss even more...

After a few seconds, Tasril sighed softly, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

He leaned over and supported the car boards on both sides of the sunny day, and said in a low voice with suppressed force: "Do you know what it means to be in love? It's about two people who are in love and belong to each other, rather than being helpless due to weighing interests. choice.”

"I have a special status, and I can't help myself with many things."

"Meili is very good, but she cannot enter my heart. We both know that we are tied to a powerful family."

"I fall in love with you, but if you don't want to, we can be friends first. Besides..."

Tasril lowered his head and said in a low voice: "I am different from other nobles. If one day you ascend to that position, no matter what your status is, as long as I recognize you, you will be my princess, and your heir will be the future heir."

Qingtian felt a slight itch on the side of his ears, surrounded by his breath and his bewitching words.

This guy is really impressive...

awkward.

She frowned, pushed Tasril away with her hands, and said calmly: "It's useless to talk more. Anyone can draw a pie, not to mention I don't like to eat this pie."

"Okay, just sit in the car quietly, I'm tired."

After finishing speaking, Qingtian closed his eyes and leaned on the car to rest.

Can't help myself?

How many people in this world can live completely freely, whether it is Lan Zetong, Meili, or myself, the secular world is a wall that can never be knocked down.

But only with restraint can the preciousness of freedom be reflected. There is always hope in working hard, and the scenery in the process is also very beautiful.

Tasril stared blankly at her indifferent face.

She is really difficult to coax, she doesn't look like a seventeen-year-old woman.

I thought she would care about this because of her identity, but I didn't expect that she is terrifyingly calm, and she deserves to be trained...

The temptation failed, but Tasril was inexplicably happy. If the process of conquest was too simple, it would be boring.

It’s just what she wants.

Does Lorenzo know...

The same problem occurred on a carriage behind them.

Sitting on the carriage was a man with black hair and black eyes. He clapped his head and cautiously withdrew his consciousness. After all, Tasril was also a divine general.

Tsk, does Lorenzo know that he not only helped others raise children but also helped others raise women...

Tastaro, Lorendel, Wildcat.

Haha, how many other identities are there...

Bai Jingyan really didn't expect that he went to Sadara today to participate in the Summer Festival in Sac City. In the temple, he not only saw the divine light of the goddess, but also saw the wild cat that Lorenzo had been hiding and thinking about. And the wild cat It's Tastaro!

Even though he was wearing makeup, how could he admit his mistake? That was the woman he kissed just yesterday...

The wild cat is really wild. She escaped from the Tas family and actually sneaked into the Lorenzo family and became Lorenzo's daughter.

Maybe this is just a cover.

Tasril is the master behind her, and all this is the result of two people...

Could it be that Lorenzo already knew that he had accepted her as his favor and was using her to his advantage?

Bai Jingyan frowned. Tastaro was involved in many things. Perhaps her escape eight years ago was also a scam against him.

But if Tasril and she were working together, the atmosphere between them was a bit strange and subtle.

Bai Jingyan felt that his brain was a little exhausted, so he took a nap first.

The carriage quickly left Sac City in the whistling wind, passed the resort, and headed for the hunting festival activity area in the distance.

There were many people walking to the activity area in the afternoon.

The camp area in front of the competition entrance has been occupied by large and small colorful tents, and there is not much green grass except for the narrow aisles.

There is a circular driveway in front of the activity area, and the large parking lot next to the driveway is almost full of rows of psychic carriages.

Tasril paid the fare before the carriage stopped.

After getting off the bus, he asked Qingtian, "Where will you go later? There is no room to set up a tent at this time."

Qingtian didn't want to say more, he looked around and said, "I'll take a look around first, Lan Zetong, goodbye."

"Langley, my pseudonym." Taslier reminded.

"Oh." Qingtian nodded and left.

Tasril stood where he was, squinting his eyes to see Sunny's back melting into the vast sea of ​​people.

Qingtian followed the signs at the camp and went to the identity verification office first. Only when he got the verification number plate and game bracelet could the registration be considered successful.

The verification office was renovated from the former service hall. It has a double floor. The upper part is the staff's office area, and the lower part is divided into many small areas.

If you use your real name to participate in the event, you can verify your identity at the open window in the middle of the hall. Others use pseudonyms, or those with special identities have dedicated independent verification rooms.

Sunny looked around and found an independent verification room with fewer queues.

Standing outside the door, she saw little chubby Feldshin waving to her not far away.

Oh, what a fate, it seems they have just arrived.

Sunny smiled and greeted him.

Field Conley, who was next to the little fat paper, saw her and said hello seriously.

Thinking of his previous conversation with the royal family member Langley at the "Evil Spirit Castle", he thought more highly of this girl named Tarot. After all, the person who can be favored by the royal family and a certain lord is by no means an ordinary person...

There were not many people in front of her on a sunny day, so after queuing for a while, it was her turn.

"Hello, your pseudonym is Noble." The staff member asked directly as there were too many people to receive.

"A pseudonym." Qingtian replied.

After she sat down, she placed her hand on the soul detection stone.

[Dorothy, 21, civilian, practitioner guild. 】

The staff member raised his eyebrows, showing his normal identity. After registering, he asked: "What is your pseudonym and team number..."

Qing Tian thought about it and said, "Tarot, the team is the Feld family team No. 1234."

The staff member took a serious look at her and she seemed to be a capable person.

"Are you a cultivator? What is your level?"

Qingtian said: "He is a cultivator, level six."

After the staff took notes, they gave Qingtian a number plate with 1234 written on it, and then found a yellow metal psychic bracelet.

"It is recommended to wear the team number plate on your body. Once worn, the psychic bracelet cannot be taken off before the end of the event. It will have competition prompts, maps and other auxiliary functions. In addition..."

He pushed a contract to Qingtian.

"Competitions are risky, and you need to sign to participate."

signature? Qingtian picked up the contract and looked at it, his eyebrows raised high, "Life and death contract???"

Is it such a big deal...?