Monster Paradise

In the sun, one black, one gold, two shadows, one before and the other after.

“Can you slow down, little brother with beautiful white hair in front of you?” The man in the golden robe shouted at the man in the black robe in front.

“No.”

A black-haired man glanced back, coldly returning two words, and accelerated his departure at a faster pace.

“Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. You have speed boost skills, and I don't, can you think about how others feel?” The golden robe man shouted again.

White-haired men only slowed down, but this time they didn't even go back, much less say anything.

The golden man slowly chased up and walked alongside the grey-haired man.

Both are definitely ghosts (absurd lords) and whites divided into groups by Lin Huang.

“Bai Bai, we fought side by side for at least two days, we are partners...” Before the ghost words were finished, Bai turned around and stared at him, his eyes were cold.

“Are we fighting side by side? I'm in battle, obviously. You're just watching the noise. If you don't help me, come and grab my head in the end.” White face is not good. If Lin Huang hadn't told you not to insist, he wouldn't have had to deal with ghosts.

“Is it necessary to be so angry that it's just to rob you of a few heads?” The ghost looks irrelevant, "I didn't do it because I knew you could handle it alone. If you can't handle it, I will definitely help...”

“Believe you have ghosts.” Silent defamation in my heart, “if you really meet something I can't handle, you're going faster than anyone else. ”

Two days together, White has learned something about ghosts. This shit is a pit, bad luck to whoever runs into it.

“Look, we're both nine steps ahead of schedule, and we're a day ahead of schedule. Isn't that a joy? ”

“All happy with your brother-in-law!” White still doesn't curse.

After that, the ghost said nothing, and he didn't listen at all. He felt that communicating with each other was a complete waste of time.

“Bai Bai, we are both the strength of the nine-step habitat, and hunting the nine-step habitat is boring. Otherwise, let's change the prey of the Imperial Palace. I've never killed the Imperial Palace.” The ghost suddenly proposed.

White took it as not hearing, ignoring him.

“White, did you hear me? ”

Still lazy, he knows that the more you take care of him, the harder he gets.

“Little White, leave me alone, huh? ”

The two interviews were fruitless, and the ghost also knew how to deal with himself. His lips were slightly raised and he had an immediate countermeasure.

“Blood, give me the coordinates of the nearby Black Golden Realm monster. ”

“Ghost, do your job, don't get too worked up.” Blood is clearly on the same front as white.

“If you don't, I'll just have to pick a direction.” The ghost stopped in place and went away for nothing.

“Ghost, the master once said that those who disobey orders will be repressed into cards and will not be summoned for eternity. Are you sure you want to disobey orders?” Blood took out the Big Killer.

The face of the ghost changed slightly, but it returned to normal after a moment, "I didn't want the owner to like it anyway. Even if we obey orders, there may not be many opportunities to be summoned in the future. Seal it, I don't care. ”

Bloodstain suddenly fell into silence, helplessly, and could only refer things to Lin Huang's side.

“If he wants to kill the Imperial Palace, let him go. Let him have a longer memory. You tell him that, since it was his idea, he had to take the lead, only to help. I'd like to see what he's up to.” Lin Huang is not indifferent to the character of the card monster, but he thinks it would be healthier to let them develop on their own. Even such recalcitrant elements as ghosts, Lin Huanghuang does not intend to suppress or correct anything, but only to guide them appropriately at best.

He has always believed that things like the right worldview, the values of life, should not be indoctrinated, but something that is built slowly within himself through self-learning, self-correction.

Because people are genetically different from people from birth, from the environment in which they grow, from the environment in which they are educated, to the people they come into contact with in society. So someone else's set of things, get them to apply to themselves, really doesn't necessarily apply. It's like replicating the world's richest set of things, taking it to a newborn child, and decades later, it's hard to cultivate it as another world's richest.

The three-way view that really suits a person is something that he himself sums up by making one mistake at a time.

What is right, what is wrong, what can be done, what cannot be done... you instill more of these things, let him make one mistake. Just make one mistake and he understands everything.

Lin Huanghuang's attitude towards ghosts is due to his knowledge of this.

Thousands of kilometers away, the bloody parasitic seeds quickly conveyed Lin Huang's meaning.

The ghost expression is a bit odd, obviously I didn't expect Lin Huang to promise to be so happy. He thought Lin Huang would warn himself, but didn't expect to say anything.

“That's all he really said, nothing else? ”

“He said that when you touch more nails, you naturally have a long memory.” The parasitic seeds are sending blood again, "Okay, I'll give you the coordinates. ”

After the coordinates were reported, the blood called back for far away white.

“What the hell do you want?” White-faced and angry, walking towards the ghost.

“Little White, as I said, we'll team up to paint the Empire Realm's prey.” The ghost squeezed his eyes at the white.

“Not interested, go yourself.” If you refuse directly for nothing, turn around and want to leave.

“The boss promised to make you my assistant. The main attack is done by me, all you have to do is yell for gas next to it.” The ghost grinned.

White looked somewhat puzzled at the direction of parasitic seeds, apparently seeking confirmation from the bloodstain.

“The master said, let him have a longer memory.” The sound of blood again comes through the parasitic seeds.

When he heard the words of blood, he immediately understood Lin Huanghuang's intentions and nodded, “Then let's go. ”

The two turned into two limos, one gold and one black, turning in the direction of a new prey.

“White, if you want to help, I won't mind. If you want to take the lead, I will certainly do my best to support it. If you don't want me to help, I can still call for gas next to you..."

“If you choose an opponent, I will appear to have taken over some of the hustle and bustle, and I will cry out for you in silence.” He turned around and looked at the ghost with a white smile.