MTL - Quick Transmigrating Second Female Lead’s Counterattack-Chapter 1879 When looking for the moon to wear reality
"Baby, you said that you are already full?" Looking for a husband, some doubts.
In the past, it was more than N worlds to be promoted one or two levels. Now it is a world up to N level.
Haoyue gently combed the baby's hair in his arms, and made two beautiful little scorpions hanging on his side.
"Yes, the host is already full, now you can go where you want to go."
The baby clicks on the control panel and the data appears clearly on it.
Host: Looking for (Goddess / God level female with a halo already bless)
Level: 100 (full level)
Age: 20
character:? (many)
Charm: 100 (100) has reached the upper limit
Intelligence: 100 (100)
Force value: 100 (100)
Lucky value: 50 (50)
Air transport value: 50 (50)
Medical skills: advanced
Weapons manufacturing: primary
Design talent: advanced
Achievement: 35 (50)
World Tree: Normal (watered)
Need for Roots: Variant Ice Root (equipped)
Xueba: Knowing the astronomy and knowing geography (has been blessed)
Special skills: magical hand, prying celestial temperament, charm enchantment, goodness adder, softness aura, bright attribute, spirit, cure, Purdue aura, point of victory, inspirational aura, life change, soul Pawn shop, self-selling, snooping skills, sharpshooter, protagonist aura, perspective
Points: 99999999...
Backpack: one skill, one perfect mask, one space, two Anshen pills, one herb formula, one pair of pets, one drop of life liquid, one common language, one memory ball, one memory crystal, engraved CD, military speed book, system detector, 1 soul reed, gold finger, plane peek, prophecy, magical door
Host rating: SSS+
Suddenly looking for some do not know what to do, she and the baby shuttled through so many spaces, and spent thousands of years.
I was told that the time is up, and I can’t be together all the time, and my heart is awkward.
"Don't be sad, there is me, I will always be with you."
Haoyue glared at her white cheeks, her voice was very light, but she was extraordinarily powerful, so that she could find some ups and downs and instantly stabilized.
Yes, she still has a month.
And the baby is not all seen, she can still find it to play with it.
"I have already applied to the Lord God for the host. I will have a long and long vacation and I can play with you."
The baby floated on the head of his own host, and he was so excited and excited.
"(⊙o⊙)... Can your system still take a break?" Looking for a little surprise, I feel long-sighted.
"Of course, I am the first of all systems to bring out the super S-class host, and the holidays can be long."
The baby proudly stands up with a small body and is especially proud.
Looking for a sneer, the separation is not made by the baby.
"Now is which plane can go anywhere?"
"Yeah, host an adult."
Looking up at her husband, she smiled and said: "Dear is not as good as our random game."
Haoyue is naturally what she said and she nodded.
“The baby starts randomly.” She studied this very early and wanted to see what was different.
Just looking for thoughts, the space of Xinghai was distorted and soon disappeared.
"Oh..." Then I opened my eyes and looked at it. It was a strange place. The square and colorful fonts swiftly brushed in front of her.
Did she become a table pet to wear into the computer?
With a doubt and a fixed look, I will open my eyes in an instant.
[The Castle City VIP Men's Gods Group]
Fan No. 1: Ah! Today, my family is looking for a handsome man, so that the monarch is falling down under her pomegranate skirt.
Fan No. 2: You are only watching the thousand-year-old corpse, really slow, I am looking at the contract blind wife, oh~~ I am so sad.
Fan No. 3: The loyal dog is so shameless that every time I see me, the attribute is exposed o(*≧▽≦)ツ┏━┓
Fan No. 4: Baby is also stupid, don't want to, I also found a picture [white hair trousers with glasses], like a baby.
Look for subconsciousness, nod, don't say it really.
She remembered that it was a certain plane. The baby in the middle of the night was wearing glasses, floating in the air, white, almost not scaring her.
This is really black history o (╯ ╰ ╰) o
But how do they know?
Who is this group of people, God?
No, she is already a **** beyond the three thousand worlds. How could there be more mysterious gods than her?
Strange, it’s really weird.
Can't think of it, continue to look at the text that keeps scrolling.
Fan No. 5: Dust, you are a stepmother, come rough, say good loyalty dogs?
Fan No. 6: Spicy chicken dust, I want to turn black powder!
Dust: It seems that you are not my black powder. o( ̄ヘ ̄o#)
Dust: Also, I am a mother, my mother (╯‵□')╯(┻━┻
Fan No. 7: Hehe...
Fan No. 8: Hehe...
Fan No. 9: Hehe...
Dust: What do you mean by this! ! !
Fan No. 10: Dislike your meaning ( ̄Д ̄)┍
Dust: (〃>皿<)
The more you look, the more interesting you are. The group chats and talks happily.
Especially when bullying the ID called dust, she clearly felt that the mood of this group of people would be a bit higher.
She also works through various modern planes, worked as an author, worked as an actor, etc., and is no stranger to the words of black powder.
Also because it is no stranger, I feel even more strange.
Look at their chat record, this dust should be the author, and she wrote a text, the heroine, the male owner is a loyal dog.
Coincidentally, there is a baby.
She had a very funny guess that she took for granted.
In fact, she and her husband and baby are the characters of others.
This cognition made her laugh and cry.
Whether she is a real person or not, she does not have much entanglement and prejudice, because in her opinion, she is real.
The author paints a pen to create a character, and this character goes to interpret his own story without conflict.
She just felt a little surprised, and there was no interest in it.
I want to see this person who created it, and the group of little angels who like them.
But still have to find a husband, do not know where her husband went, what became.
Curious (*/ω\*)
It turned into a floating moon, and looked deeply in the room. A woman wearing a pajamas, draped her hair, and wearing big-frame glasses in front of the computer and banging on the keyboard, looked a little weird.
If he didn't have an illusion, the text that jumped out of the other's screen not only had the name of him and his nephew, but also the story of him and her.
Simple and clear, but old and flowing.
Some memories may fade, and some marks may fade, but the text and the picture will always exist.
This feeling is very exciting.
