Heroic Death System

In order not to bore her, a paradise, slides, swings, hammocks, tree houses, hillsides, small swimming pools, mud plots, etc. could be built for her based on the nearby mountain structure.

With all kinds of entertainment projects increasing, it seems like a whole new world has emerged in front of the pop, surprises even, joyful every day like a little angel.

Tito saw these before suddenly realizing his negligence. He used to just eat and wear pop-ups, but he thought about her all the time. No wonder Popo likes Daddy better, and compared to him, he is an example of child abuse.

Seeing as the house was being pinched with soil with Popo, Ti Fang thanked God once again for his hospitality, and was accompanied by them in his life, and died without regret.

After the amusement park gradually formed, not knowing how to be discovered by the children of nearby villages, so he often snuck in and played. After seeing the owner without stopping him, he no longer covered up. He rushed here every day to report, more punctual than attending school.

It's a pleasure to meet you, hoping to have more contact with children your age. She has a good memory, but reacts slowly and doesn't speak much in front of outsiders. She's not afraid of pain, she's simple, she's not afraid of anything. She had never cried before, whether she had seen a bloody scene or been abused.

Though magical, it doesn't have much effect on the child unless the other person is born anti-social. If it hadn't been in the heart of the Devil's Tree, it wouldn't have absorbed magic passively.

Ti Fangshang and needed to rely on the will to curb the magic in her body, but she had nothing to worry about. The magic could not affect her simple, straight little head.

Pupo initially resisted the group of children who invaded her territory, but after many contacts and attempts, she gradually let go of her guard and integrate into the group. Although she was still a whisperer, in the view of the other children, it was simply a paradigm of the queen of Cold, which was extremely deterrent. If she doesn't say so, just say so and the other children will follow.

With so many bear children, it is inevitable that they will be tormented. He finally started to clean up after Sankoh's garden was poisoned for the Nth time.

Several plots of land could be opened on the other side, leaving full powers to children to grow and manage. These children, who are farmers and better at farming, used to work for their families and now own their own vegetable land, inevitably with a little excitement. After cooking them a few more meals with their own garden dishes, they were completely bought and motivated.

When you can teach pompous literacy in general, you can also teach other children in turn. When the vegetable melons are ripe, they also bring the kids wild cooking, allowing them to choose their own vegetables, fish and cook their own meals. They ate very happily, despite the terrible work they had done.

Before you go, you can occasionally send them some delicious snacks. The next day, the parents will also give back some fruits, mountain medicines, wild flavors and more as gifts.

The parents found that their children had gradually become acquainted with the monks after a period of time and had developed a number of good habits, such as washing hands before meals, cleaning, throwing away garbage, volunteering to help their families with household chores, and so on.

This is why these parents have a very good impression of the Sankoh family and are happy to have their children with them. When Ti Fall goes to the village to trade again, the villagers will warmly entertain him. Unlike the example of previous village girls, today's enthusiasm is revealed in an all-round manner with no age limit.

In autumn and winter, the weather grew colder and early enough warm clothes were prepared for Sankoh and Phuopo.

You can quickly discover what Tita bought and the quality is superior. With his knowledge of Tili's financial situation, Xiaokang is surplus and underprivileged. But one piece of fur pierced by the puffs is worth half a year of the average farmer's income, not to mention other sophisticated objects.

Lie in a duvet at night and ask him, "Do you have your own little vault? ”

Ti Fang answered honestly: "Hmm. ”

"Where did it come from?" ”

“I am the prince of Saint Ya.” How come you don't have your own little vault with such a noble identity?

“I remember someone who was a wildling on Snow Mountain a year ago.” He could hold his forehead by his side and sweep a strand of hair around his arms at will.

“When you come back, I'm not a wildling.” His eyes were dark, his expression lazy, and he leaned half against his pillow. Unconsciously, three years of gloom and mulberry had faded away, and he regained his old style. Blonde hair, deep eyes, firm muscles, perfect posture, the whole person shines like the sun.

Still not able to conceal that noble character in its simplest clothing, Titan can still be raised with glory. When outsiders see him today, they can't imagine how depressed he was a year ago.

But in the eyes of Shanko, Ti Fall is Ti Fall. Neither will he be alienated by his fall, nor will he be humbled by his dignity. That's one of the reasons Tilly loves him. After he became a semidemon, he met many hypocrites. They praised him on the face and guarded themselves against him without daring to show disgust.

Only those with weak will fear demon temper.

“Have you been in contact with the royal family?” Ask with curiosity.

“Well, I met the Royal Guard in Dakota.” Tita didn't hide it, "they wanted to take me back to the capital. ”

"'Turns out they've been looking for you,' said Jean-Claude. 'Even if you become a half demon, they want to take you back. ”

Tita didn't speak, just stared deeply at him.

“What's the matter?” The eyes are so deep and unpredictable.

Tiff lifted his hand and kissed it on his lips, "Coco, didn't you notice? ”

“Find anything? ”

A smile floated around the corner of my eyes: "My demon has been removed. ”

“Ah?” Still incredibly staring at him. It's only been a year. How could it be so fast?

“Reconstruct faith, demon self extinguish.” Ti faded and touched his head, "it wasn't just me, the magic on his body was fading away. ”

There is some tension. The original master, Osaari, is a royal apostle with a deep-rooted demonic temper, which is equivalent to being planted with the seeds of the Devil's Tree. Even if the Devil's Tree is sealed, the seeds will never budge again, and he will not be able to remove the demons from his body.

Unlike Popo, Ti Fall and Popo, they absorb magic but have never been controlled by the Devil's Tree, so long as the power of faith is strong enough, they can be completely cured.

“What's the matter?” Ti saw him frowned and asked in a low voice.

“Would you mind if I could never get rid of my demons?” Ask yet.

Ti Fall laughed: "What I love is you who are full of demons from beginning to end, but hold on to your heart. ”

Still with a curved eyebrow, he was satisfied with a kiss.

Tilt his eyes slightly down and pressed him to deepen the kiss, his hands also began to move.

“Wait.” Jean struggled to ask, "Are you going back to the capital? ”

“Back to what?” Ti Fall reached into his clothes and caressed him up and down.

“You are the prince of Santa Claus. What do you say you go back for?” Don't lick it, it tickles!

As he kissed down, he replied carelessly: "The Prince of Saint Elegance lives here in a wonderful way, with lovers, children, fresh air, rustic folklore… this is the Prince's home. ”

She stopped talking until Min-Sensitive was bitten before making a low protest.

“Don't let the fantasy run wild and get down to business.” Ti Fall pulls the quilt together and flips it over Shanko.

The body is enriched by an object squeezed between the legs, followed by a stormy attack.

Jean-Claude in his heart: "Fuck“! How dare you say hello before you come in?

Nor can this be blamed entirely on the flexibility, firmness and elasticity of the body, which is extremely adsorbent and an ultimate pleasure every time it enters and exits. The harder it is, the deeper it is, the faster the mocha is - the stronger it feels, so Ti Fang especially likes to drive straight in, a thousand a day.

Otherwise, the average person would not be able to bear his exuberant energy and pounding desire.

White snow drifting out the window, cold, but the house is hot and hot, the red waves roll...

Winter weather is cold, but the enthusiasm for children's games remains undiminished. The children's laughter came from outside before Jean-Claude woke up.

Jean-Claude pushed the window down and looked at it, pounding neatly and fighting snowballs with the other children. To be precise, they monitor other children for snowball fights, helping to dump a snowball once they find out which child is at a disadvantage, and other children don't dare to hit her with a snowball.

A pair of arms wrapped around his cocoa waist, lazy resting on his shoulders, watching the children play with him.

“The kids are up, we're still in bed, like what?” One can squeeze him away and search his clothes.

Ti Fall leaned against the bed and looked at him, his torso exposed to the air, seemed not to feel cold at all.

He wrapped himself tightly and firmly, walked a few steps towards the door and turned back, leaning over and kissing his lips: "Happy New Year. ”

Warmth floated in his eyes, soft hair slid through his fingertips and gently floated outdoors.

Shanko made hot rice congee and soft white noodle buns to greet the children to eat together.

Look at them all frozen and blushing, he hurried to pour warm water in the basin and let them soak their hands first.

A dozen small hands squeezed into the basin, like a crab, flipped and the cottage immediately became lively.

Once the children have had enough to eat and drink, they can each be given a red hat and given a task: hanging colored lights, picking beans, origami flowers.

This is the New Year's custom of the people of Tulantine. Although there are no pairs of firecrackers, it is colorful and fragrant. There is no taste.

A year ago, Tita never thought she would have the chance to have such a peaceful and ordinary life. Whatever the price, he must guard everything in front of him. That desperate loneliness, he never wanted to go through it again.

If someone tries to sabotage him, he'll never let him die!

A flash of determination flashed in Ti's eyes.

“Tita, what are you doing standing there?” Sankoh's voice is coming from not far away, "come and help hang the colored lights. ”

The chill on his body instantly dissipated, the wind swept around Sangkou, took a child's colored light, and hung the colored light in a cool and noble way under the gaze of dozens of eyes...