Naughty Loli in Doll

"Damn chicken, is it because the things in it touch labor's intuition in the middle of the night and disturb labor's sleep?"

The time in the early morning has been automatically classified as the middle of the night by him, although the sun has already begun to rise in the sky.

This place looked like it had been abandoned for a long time, but Mill really didn't know there was such a place in this city.

Kicking open the big rusty iron gate, he didn't start to look at the layout here, and walked directly in the direction his intuition pointed, bypassing piles of rusty pipes that were well together, he saw A thin young man who was packing up something made Mir very strange, because he felt that there was no need to pack up the things here.

"Hey!"

The young man was startled by Mir's shout, and quickly turned around to look at him.

"You little brat, how did you get in here?"

"I kicked the door right in. There was just such a 'bang' sound, and it made such a loud noise." Mir made a motion of kicking the door with a lot of intentions.

"Damn little girl, go to hell!" The thin young man yelled, and then rushed towards Mir wrapped in a smoky black magic power.

Then he was kicked to the ground by Miller.

"Pfft...You despicable guy, you actually defeated me in such a despicable way."

What the hell?Labor and management are going to fight you head-on, okay!

Mill pointed his middle finger at the guy lying on the ground, and then walked towards the direction he intuitively pointed in his terrified eyes, and finally found a flower planted on the ground under a rag that was covered with something. The chrysanthemums that have seen the ground are illuminated red by the red light.

"You, are you here for this?!" The skinny young man frightened for a moment, and then he relaxed after thinking of something: "It's useless, this flower is protected by Master Xu Qinshou's spell, and only he ..."

"Huh? Xu Qinshou?" Mir uprooted the chrysanthemum and looked at the thin young man suspiciously.

The thin young man regained his frightened expression, and covered his mouth with his hand.

Accidentally exposed the name of that adult!

Mir carefully looked at this unusual flower, and then put it in his pocket: "Master Mir!"

After that, he gave the thin young man a hard kick, then turned around and kicked the wall away, and walked out facing the light that appeared due to the rising sun outside.

The thin young man lying on the ground looked at his leaving back in horror, and hurriedly took out a communication crystal from his pocket and clicked on a beacon.

"Hello?" Xu Qinshou's gloomy voice came.

Due to temporarily avoiding and slowly suppressing the lines on the hand in a different space, the signal is not very good, but the communication crystal is not a phone after all, and it can still communicate normally.

"My lord, it's bad! A little girl broke into the factory suddenly..." He said tremblingly, while looking at the hole in the wall: "She, she moved your chrysanthemum!"

"..."

End of this chapter

In the abandoned factory, a thunderbolt suddenly flashed across the originally clear sky, and the roof of the factory was directly blasted.

A man in a black robe with tentacles appeared in the open space of the factory. Hidden in the shadows, he looked at his bewildered subordinates without any expression:

"what happened?"

Xu Qinshou was shocked when he learned that his chrysanthemum was touched by an underage girl, and rushed over immediately regardless of the concealment of his whereabouts.

The thin young man seemed very flustered, and got up from the ground without hesitation: "My lord, that woman is very strong, I am not her opponent at all, and she ignored the spell you arranged and directly took your chrysanthemum." ran in that direction."

He pointed to the big hole Mir had made.

"useless……"

Xu Qinshou narrowed his eyes, and then put his hands flat in front of him.

【Scene Restoration】

I saw an illusory projection appearing here, just like Mir, he went to the place where Xu Qinshou stored the chrysanthemums and directly grabbed the trunk of the chrysanthemums and pulled them up by the roots. His merciless appearance directly made Xu Qinshou gasp Take a breath.

Labor-management chrysanthemum Lao-manager himself dare not touch it like this, how could you treat it so roughly? !

He carefully looked at Mir's face, and found that it was not a face he knew at all.

Xu Qinshou frowned, walked to the place where he had planted chrysanthemums, and checked the spells he had arranged.

"Brutal destruction... It looks like it was untied by brute force..."

"My lord, you have to decide for me! That woman is really despicable!" The thin man cried and cried, but was kicked away by Xu Qinshou.

"useless."

Then he ignored this guy, turned into a bolt of lightning and flew out through the big hole in the roof.

After he flew out, the thin man in the factory stood up silently and picked up the debris on the ground, and looked helplessly at the big hole in the roof.

"So, how should this hole look good?"

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"Hey, is Miss Mermaid here? If you ignore me, I will find a chance to go to your house to 'fish'."

Mir sat in an empty space and greeted Miss Mermaid.

"Master Mir, I'm reading a book..." Miss Mermaid's voice remained calm, but Mir could hear a trace of resentment miraculously.

"Do you know this thing?" Mir took out the blood-colored chrysanthemum that emitted an ominous red light from his pocket.

"This is..." Miss Mermaid recognized it for a while.

"Very familiar." ×2

Miss Mermaid was silent, why did Lord Mir say these three words with her in unison?

"It means that you don't remember it again." Mir took out the canned happy water from the vending machine he had just bought from his pocket with dead fish eyes.

"Actually, I still have a little impression of this..." Miss Mermaid tried hard to recall, she felt that she wanted to redeem the unreliable image she had left in Master Mir's heart.

Mir scratched his crotch helplessly, then took out a pen and aimed it at the underside of the can.

JO Taro-style drinking beer! (Fat house happy water version)

"Pfft!"

Foam sprayed from the hole in the pen and splashed Mir's face.

Mir took off his shirt expressionlessly and wiped his face, then threw the red shirt he liked quite a bit into his bracelet.

"Sure enough... anime is full of lies."

"I thought of it, Lord Mir!"

"what?"

Mill opened his eyes and threw the can into the basket of a bicycle.

"This chrysanthemum seems to be a key item in a ceremony." Saying this, Miss Mermaid got stuck again, as if trying to remember again.

"I said, are you suffering from dementia because you are too old? But when I lay on you last time, I felt that my upper body was quite soft..." Mill picked out his ears...

"Master Mir, I am still young, a girl who has not yet given birth to a cub." Miss Mermaid said seriously, "I remembered that this is an important item used to obtain the 'divine' promotion to an angel ceremony, because the process is in most The promotion ceremony is quite troublesome, so I have some impressions of this... but I don't quite remember which ability path angel it is."

Mill scratched his ass.

"The process seems to refer to instructing specific people to kill specific characters to obtain their blood and sprinkle it on this chrysanthemum... For example, instructing a person with a split personality to kill a violent person with [sacrifice] magic power, and A lover of theatrics who possesses the magic power of [Manic Man], and seems to be doing it for centuries..."

"What? How can I find an ability user that meets specific interests?" Mir looked up at the sky, thinking that this guy is really patient.

"No, this should be a lot easier for the kind of guy you met..." Miss Mermaid closed the heavy book in her hand and organized her words.

"What is needed is not the designated ability user, but the magic power during the time of death, that is to say, he only needs to force a specific magic power to a person who meets the conditions of the ceremony. Humans or people with abilities that don't match their magical power will definitely die quickly..."

"After a century of rituals are completed, it is finally necessary to personally kill the person who was instructed and sprinkle his blood on this flower."

Mir couldn't help but think of the sad guy who was beaten by him. He was so pitiful and hateful.

"Although this ceremony is more complicated than most promotion ceremonies, it has a characteristic."

"Believe it or not, if you speak out of context, I'll have your scales removed?" Mir said with a blank expression.

"...all the ceremonies for the promotion of angels have a high probability of falling into madness. If they are not done well, they may be directly polluted by the existence of 'greatness'. But this ceremony has a final step. In fact, it does not matter if this step is completed or not. Affecting the ritual itself, its function is to protect the ritual performer from contamination..."

Mir really wanted to complain, why can this guy who doesn't know anything about it can tell so many things after a little recollection?Sure enough, she was too lazy to think about it before!

"The ceremony is to personally cultivate any one of 'musician', 'writer', and 'law enforcer' from scratch, and kill it with one's own hands, take the blood and sprinkle it on this chrysanthemum, and look at the color of the flower It should be finished... no, it should not be finished, otherwise you wouldn't get the flower."

Mir held the blood-red chrysanthemum in silence, as if he had thought of something.

Putting the chrysanthemum in his pocket casually, he left the open space and walked to the street, beckoned a taxi and went up.

"Go to Xuanxuan's house."

After a while, the car didn't start, but the driver turned his head and looked at him with a mentally retarded look: "Who is Xuanxuan? Where is her home?"

Mir also stared back with silly eyes: "How do I know? Why call a car if I want to know?"

"..."

End of this chapter

In the taxi, Mir sat inside and looked out at the changing scenery every year.

He described the route very vaguely, but the driver actually drove it.

"Beauty, it seems that there is a traffic jam in front of you. It may take a while..." the driver said to Mir in his tongue-in-cheek voice.

Even in big cities, there are street stalls. These are the cars rushing to set up the stalls, and the purpose is the commercial street. Sometimes they push the carts faster than the city management.

Mir didn't bother about his "beauty" right away, but suddenly became dio-like: "Don't you think the sidewalk is quite spacious? Drive on."

"Okay...Okay! I like this temper!"

As he said that, the driver with the big tongue actually drove onto the sidewalk, which surprised Mir, but there was no one on the sidewalk, so he didn't bother to stop him.

(There's a reason you go to the police so often.)

"If you are caught like this, you will probably lose a lot of points, right?" Mill said casually with a smile.

"Points deducted?" The driver shook twice like a snarl: "Then you have to have a driver's license to deduct points."

Mir's eyes lit up, and he felt that the driver was very appetizing to him, so he continued with a smile, "Then you dare to drive?"