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Chapter 150 Autistic Pild: I just asked casually(1/3)

Chapter 150 Autistic Pild: I just ask casually

There is another news about the Holy Son in the Heart of Nature today, and not many people will know it.

Ilena will be with Guo Teng in the future and watch Guo Teng grow.

Erin and Lisa will not go to the power of the Natural Heart, so this news will naturally not be revealed.

Reputation chooses to hide certain things and pretend not to know.

Similarly, Pild, who was pretending to be unknown, was also hit.

It is best to forget this when you pee at the goddess.

If you save this matter from your mouth, you will be covered with grass.

"grass."

When Pild thought of Guo Teng urinating at Frahia and becoming a saint son, he became autistic in his heart.

Only now did he know what the son of God is chosen and what the son of destiny is.

Nature and the new life gift of Frahia, the goddess of life.

That is more advanced than the freshman gift of Kane, the current Pope of Natural Heart Pope, to the level of countless Targrians.

Pild sat on the stairs at the door of the old immortal flesh and blood bone soul material store, connecting Erin's story, then connecting Tangerian's memory, and then recalling the situation where Frahia came just now.

Thinking about this, Pild's jealous body's blood was sore.

Is Guo Teng’s situation today dangerous?

That is naturally extremely dangerous.

If you are not careful, you will definitely die.

But when he was in danger of death, he suddenly came over and turned his desperate situation around.

If Sally talks less nonsense, he will reach out and slap, Guo Teng will send it.

If Targrian flew one step slower, Guo Teng sent it.

And just now.

If Guo Teng hadn't had his head come out.

I believe that what nature and the goddess of life gave Guo Teng is not the gift of rebirth, but the end of death.

Pild was so envious of this kind of luck.

God's favor, natural gift.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Damn, why didn’t I treat this hundreds of years ago?

Pild sat in front of the steps and was autistic.

Erin came to Pild with her full Guo Teng.

"Mr. Pild."

"Mr. Pild?"

The sound of the nipples awakens Pild.

It brought Pild, who was still sour in his heart, back to his senses.

Looking at the acorn gifts on Guo Teng's forehead, Pild's heart, which had just recovered, became autistic again.

Fuck, I'm really envious!

"What's wrong?"

Autism is autistic, but he has not continued to worry about anything about this matter.

People who are almost legendary still care about what the younger generation does.

"Can you help me repair my vampire maid's soul?"

"During the battle just now, the soul of her arm was eroded, and her arm has not been repaired yet."

Guo Teng summoned the counterattack.

Sally's attack on Guo Teng's soul was blocked by the counterattack with his own arms.

This attack not only completely destroyed the left arm of the counterattack, but also destroyed the soul of the left arm of the counterattack.

If it weren't for the counterattack hero cutting off his arm and breaking his arm with one stroke in advance, Sally's attack would directly take away the counterattack and she would never be able to be resurrected.

But even if the counterattack broke his arm in advance, Sally's soul attack also rubbed a corner of the soul of the counterattack left arm.

This also led to the loss of the soul of the counterattack left arm, which kept the counterattack left arm in an irreparable state.

The Blood Tide Mansion could not repair the injury of the counterattack, so Guo Teng could only seek help from Pild.

"Um…"

Pild looked at his arm that had not healed himself until now, and hesitated.

"That guy is very vicious."

"You can use the soul-destroying attack."

Pild looked at the wounds that fought back and finally shook his head.

“I’m not an expert in the expert soul genre.”

"If you come to me with flesh and blood and bones, I will definitely be able to help you solve it."

"But I am not sure about the matter in my soul."

"You have to find another necromancer of the soul genre that is above the sixth level."

Pilder is a honest person.

He did not forcibly pretend to be strong and fiddle with his counterattack left arm because of his level strength.

If you can repair it, you can repair it. If you can't repair it, you can't repair it.

Pild never does anything beyond his ability.

The power of the soul-destroying attack spell is too domineering.

The soul of the left arm that counterattack completely disappeared, and only the soul genre of the sixth level or above was found to reshape the soul of the left arm to counterattack.

"That's how it is."

Guo Teng didn't expect that Pild was not sure of repairing the counterattack left arm.

He was a little lost.

"Mr. Pild, you have friends from the sixth-level soul genre that you are familiar with. Can you recommend it for us?"

Erin, who was holding Guo Teng, asked slightly to Pild.

"Uh, um."

"I know some friends from the sixth-level soul genre."

"It's just that their relationship with the blood alliance is not that good."

Pilder's explanation made Erin understand.

"Is it the power of the Blue Ghost?"

Pild nodded.

Erin couldn't help feeling a little sad when she saw Pilder's nod.

Fight back as a prestigious sister.

When Guo Teng went out with reputation, he fought back and served her and Lisa.

Although the counterattack service is far inferior to the reputation of a maid.

But after all, I have served myself for so long and have feelings in my heart.

She didn't want to fight back and broke her arm like this.

But the forces of the Blue Ghost and the Blood Alliance have been fighting for nearly a thousand years.

Both sides have lived and died for thousands of years, and I don’t know how much I have accumulated hatred.

Not to mention coming to the door rashly, even formal diplomatic rhetoric visits must be transferred and contacted by other organizations.

It is completely impossible to get help from Blue Ghost.

"Is there no other way?"

Guo Teng asked Pild again without giving up.

Pild shook his head slightly.

Halfway through, he seemed to have thought of something.
To be continued...
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