The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

But now Donald wants to be human.

But it was his choice, and there was no way for a wizard to stop it.

Donald didn't have much time to worry about taking that medicine.

Not even a moment has passed, and the drug has begun to show.

Donald's face instantly grew pale, and the next second he fell down, a man like him who could stand, rejoicing and not being angry, hurt until he made a hoarse yell.

His hands instantly turned sharp, long nails, scales all over him, fading apart.

For them, removing a scale is equivalent to breaking three ribs at the same time.

What about removing all the scales from his body?

That hurts, that hurts.

Almost instantly, the nails were all embedded in the ground and held tight.

Ten hours have passed.

The pain continues.

Donald almost fainted and his face twisted.

He just felt quiet around him, like listening to himself, and the scales on his tail were falling off.

Another ten hours have passed.

Donald's panting and all he has left is his asthma.

The ground was filled with light silver scales, with inky green blood, and the inky green blood lay on the ground.

Good thing it worked.

The nails have faded.

The scales on the wrists also disappeared.

Soft seaweed hair turns dark.

His eyes were closed and his breath was weak.

The wizard looked down at Donald in his blood and sighed slightly.

Up front, lift him to the shell bed.

He succeeded, turning from a fishtail into a pair of long legs.

What's that like?

The wizard knows, it hurts.

The other side.

Su Yan sleeps poorly every day, which leads to a long sleep every day.

Finally the third day.

It's her birthday.

According to the mission, she needs to hold a ball to gather a lot of people and then tell them about her presence.

Three days ago, the servants were given the message.

The surrounding Counts, and the villagers down the hill, will be allowed to come in as long as they wear tuxedos.

The servants are also busy and tired, one as busy as the Gyro.

Su Yan got up early, dressed in a cloak, and sat by the river early.

Well, Donald said he was coming back today.

He's coming back for her birthday.

Thinking of Donald, Su Smokey had a shallow smile on his face.

Looks, so vivid.

Xiaohong also stayed with Su Yan; from time to time, the two people said two words of communication.

“Hissing, hissing? ”

Su Yan, if the fish liked someone else, would you allow me to eat him?

Little Red stared into his eyes and looked a little eager to ask.

Su smoke pulled out a piece of sugar and ate it in his mouth.

Chew slowly.

“No.”

“Hissing, hissing? ”

I hear Donald loves meat. Would you force him to eat vegetables?

“No.”

Su Yan answered seriously.

Red is unhappy.

“Hiss, hiss, hiss! ”

I'm also your snake, why are you forcing me to eat vegetables?!

“Um...”

Su Yan thought of the scene where Xiaohong ate the vegetables.

She's serious.

“I'm just making a good suggestion, either to adopt or not to adopt it all to you. In the end, you didn't decide to eat because of what I said. ”

That's what little bugs make you eat.

When Xiaohong listened, he thought of the words of the king that day.

It felt... that Su Smoke had a point.

So this is not compared to Su Yanmi.

I can't help it anymore.

“Hiss. Hiss."

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