Mystery: the Outer God is Myself

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It has been collected for thousands of years, and it may contain the dark history collection of the true gods and angels from the second era to the present. Whether it is in the library that Little Bethel is in charge of, Lin Ruo is naturally uncertain, but this is obviously not the case. Prevent him from using these black histories as bait to fish.

On the contrary, he is not at a loss no matter what, so why not do it!

Thinking like this, Lin Ruo looked at the moving crowd, and said leisurely: "Of course, I don't participate in the poker game, I'm the dealer."

"In addition, you can't actively use extraordinary abilities when playing cards, and I don't care about passive buffs."

"I have no opinion." Medici was the first to speak, she was still a little lazy, her eyes swept over the other people present, and only paused when she landed on Ourorius, and finally His gaze returned to Lin Ruo.

"Okay." Ourorius also nodded, she seemed to hesitate, and after a second of silence, she raised her hand and looked at Lin Ruo and said, "But I don't seem to know other people's dark history, you can use other something instead?"

The others also looked at Lin Ruo at this time, obviously looking forward to hearing the affirmative answer from the other party's mouth.

"Of course..." Lin Ruo lengthened her tone, then shook her head unhurriedly and said, "No."

Ourorius' expression suddenly became somewhat disappointed, as did Bernadette and Bonova.

After all, self-disclosure of black history and other people's black history is too exciting.

Although they really want to destroy their own black history or learn about other people's black history, they obviously want to avoid such punishment.

Only Medici, who had the deepest understanding of Lin Ruo's temperament, seemed to have no expectations for this matter from the very beginning.

Facing the disappointed expressions of several people, Lin Ruo suddenly smiled mildly and said, "But if you really can't provide black history, I allow you to write articles to pay off your debts?"

Medici: !

Ourorius: ?

Bernadette: ! !

Bonova: .

As soon as he said this, the living room fell silent. After a few seconds, Bernadette summoned up his courage and asked nervously, "Godfather, do you mean to write novels like father?"

"Yes or no." Lin Ruo raised the corners of his mouth and smiled very happily, "I mean writing articles, I mean writing fanfiction."

"For example, Beibei, if you can't provide the black history, you can make up a short love story between your father and your mother to pay off the debt." Lin Ruo made an analogy. He saw the people in the circle and knew that they should They all understood the meaning of tongwen, and said with a smile:

"I won't specify the theme this time. For the New Year, everyone is happy."

Although she really wanted to persecute, considering that after all, today was a reunion night with warmth as the main keynote, Lin Ruo had to hold back her persecution.

Otherwise, let Bonova arrange it immediately for some Roselle × Witch fanfiction.

Hearing Lin Ruo's words, everyone was almost invariably relieved. Except for Bonova, the other three looked at each other and basically saw the words "sympathy for each other" in each other's eyes.

After confirming their eyes, they were all people who had been persecuted by Lin Ruo.

"Then I have no problem." Ourorius put down his hand and said.

The two kings of angels had no objection, and Bernadette and the Bonova siblings naturally had no objection, so an unprecedented angel game began.

…

At the same time, a mausoleum of non-existence and reality.

"Lin Bao, your master must be persecuting me, otherwise my back has been cold since before, and even my spirituality is tingling."

Roselle, who was still sitting on the toilet-like throne, gathered up his clothes, only to feel that the thin robe he had just now couldn't bring her even a trace of warmth.

Lin Ruo, what are you doing?

Roselle roared filial piety in his heart, but after roaring, he found that his previous words had not received a response from Lin Bao, and suddenly said strangely: "Lin Bao, why don't you speak, are you finally broken?"

[No, Lin Bao just thinks that your question is not necessary to answer, and it is not strange for the master to persecute you. 】

Lin Bao finally gave a response, and there was something natural in his tone.

[And Lin Bao wants to be quiet today and doesn't want to answer your question. 】

"Jingjing? Who is Jingjing? Lin Bao, are you in love? Early love is not good." Roselle raised his brows and deliberately said in a surprised and exaggerated tone.

[Please don't be shrewd, Lin Bao is not in the mood to joke with you right now. 】

Lin Bao may be a little angry, but his tone is still calm.

Roselle looked at it, looking at the artificial mental retardation who had accompanied him for more than 150 years, and suddenly said:

"Lin Bao, you are lonely."

The mausoleum suddenly fell silent.

After a long time, Lin Bao's slightly stubborn voice sounded:

[Lin Bao is not lonely, Lin Bao will not be lonely. 】

"But you're just lonely... um, what's this called, will an artificial mental **** dream of his master without lungs?" Roselle said and stood up from the throne.

[The master is not heartless, and you are not qualified to speak of the master like this. 】

[Lin Bao doesn't dream either. 】

"Well, you can't dream. After all, you're just an artificial mental retardation." Roselle nodded, walked to Lin Bao, reached out and picked up the doll that looked like a jingle cat, and tugged at its ears:

"You just miss Lin Ruo."

Lin Bao was silent.

Roselle tugged at its ears like a cat, then returned to the throne and sat down, put Lin Bao on his lap, and rubbed it repeatedly:

"It's normal. I miss Bei Bei too, and that stinky boy from Bonova."

The tomb was silent again.

After a long time, Lin Bao's slightly aggrieved voice came out:

"I just miss Master a little bit, a little bit."

"Well, I know, a million dots."

Roselle nodded, then slapped Lin Bao twice, his voice was rare and gentle:

"Don't worry, based on what I know about Lin Ruo, she should be able to get me back soon."

"At that time, we will not be lonely anymore."

Lin Bao rubbed his head against Roselle's hand as if responding.

…

Different from the poker scene and the mausoleum full of loneliness, the atmosphere of Moretti's house at this moment can be said to be very warm. The three brothers and sisters are gathered beside the sofa, and you and I are discussing each other.

The topic they discussed was the preparations for Benson and Melissa to settle in Backlund next. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

Unlike Klein and Lin Ruo who had to run away, Benson and Melissa had already decided to live in Backlund, which was not a bad thing for them.

After all, Amon's threat cannot be generalized to Klein, Benson and Melissa.

Klein was too conspicuous because of Origin Castle, leaving Backlund is a big spotlight, and Lin Ruo is two spotlights, not running away.

And without knowing Klein's identity, Benson and Melissa obviously won't be particularly concerned by Amon. At the same time, it is well known that there may be Amon everywhere in this world. Compared with Tingen, who does not even have a Sequence 6, it is obvious that Backlund is safer and more promising for Benson and Melissa.

Of course, the most important point is probably that Klein already knew that Lin Ruo was going to ask the Evernight Goddess and Adam to erase the traces he left in Backlund Wave as much as possible before running away, and do the finishing work. , which puts an end to the final obscurity.

But in the same way, Sherlock's office can't be used as Benson and Melissa's residence after they go to Backlund, so they are discussing this issue at this moment.

Listening to his sister's speech on implementing the principle of diligence and thrift, Klein smiled a little helplessly, but his heart was at an unprecedented peace.

"Klein, you think so too, we don't need such a big house at all, as long as it's similar to where we live now." Melissa suddenly looked at Klein and said.

"Well, I don't really have an opinion..." Klein nodded and added: "But I don't think you need to feel wronged in life at least, we still don't lack this money..."