Chapter 1355

Griffin's huge wings glide over the chitin island. MEG, sitting on the Griffin's back, plays with his head in his hand. His charming face is still pitiful, and her delicate cherry mouth is slightly open. It seems that he didn't walk peacefully before he died.

Of course, it's not Charlene's head, otherwise MEG can't hold it so calmly.

This is the system modeling according to Sha Lin, and then according to the ratio of 1:1 3D printing out of the head, no matter the size or appearance, are very realistic, even the simulation of the skin has reached 90.50%, hand a pinch, will turn red.

"System, I have a bold idea." McGonagall looked at his head in his hand with a slightly queer expression and said, "I think you can change your career."

"As a professional kitchen god system, this system is deeply rooted in the food industry. Why do we need to change our profession?"

"Look at your technology. It's a pity that you don't want to make a simulation companion puppet. If you add a little more intelligent system, you can have simple interaction, that's even better." Meg said with a smile.

"Does the host have a need? If necessary, this system can reproduce a simulation doll according to the ghost mother 1:1, and a character system. Except for no real life, there is almost no difference in other aspects. It can move freely and has very good flexibility. "

"Oh, do I look like someone who wants to use this kind of thing?" MEG gave a scornful smile.

"In terms of the performance of the host after it comes into the world, it is necessary."

"I..." McGonagall raised his eyebrows. Although his nightlife was a bit boring, he at least had a wife. Unexpectedly, he was ridiculed by the system and said coldly, "shut up, you single dog system."

The Griffin flew to the island and circled in the air. After confirming that there was no one below, it immediately made a rapid dive and landed on the beach in the northeast corner.

MEG jumped off the Griffin's back and washed the best tide in accordance with the system. He used a small shovel to dig a hole on the beach and measured the depth with tape. Charlene buried his head in it and then covered the sand again.

The tide came up and washed away the extra sand, and the beach looked as it was.

"System, are you sure this time tomorrow night, the tide will just flush this head out?" MEG returned to the Griffin's back, a little worried.

"Please rest assured that after the strict calculation of this system, the head will gradually appear on the beach from five o'clock tomorrow evening. In addition, the system adds an ejection device inside the head. If the situation changes, the host can also remotely eject it from the beach. "

"That's good." McGonagall nodded, suddenly looked to the southwest with vigilance, patted the Griffin on the back, and said in a soft voice, "ah Zi, leave close to the sea."

As soon as ah Zi's wings spread, she glided to the Northeast near the sea, almost integrated with the dark water, and soon disappeared in the area of Xijiao island.

Shortly after McGonagall left, an ugly flying mount landed in the middle of West Point Island. Alfred jumped down and stepped two big pits on the ground. He held a huge ax in his hand and looked left and right with some vigilance. Seeing that there was no one around, he relaxed a little. Then he turned around the island to make sure there was no difference between here and when he left the day before yesterday.

"Simmons, what the hell is going on!" Cried Alfred, a little agitated.

Half of the previous ceremony had been destroyed, which made him angry. He didn't expect that even the stone statues had been stolen. Moreover, Simmons was so arrogant that he asked to fight with him and said that he would take all the power away, which was beyond his capacity.

Originally, he was worried about whether this guy would come here ahead of time to set traps, but now it seems not.

"Simmons, tomorrow night, this is your burial place. I will be the strongest in the devil islands, even in Nolan." Alfred, in a cold voice, rode away.

Against Simmons, who has absorbed half of the power of the dead, he doesn't need any intrigue at all. He just needs to punch him to death.

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"What? Don't pick up today?! I've never heard that the demon can refuse to receive guests. If you refuse me, I'll kill you. Even if you don't have a body guard, no one will take care of you. "

A drunken devil kicked open a wooden door, then slapped the demon fan standing at the door trying to stop him from entering the door, reached for her hair and threw her on the bed. As he took off his clothes, he said with a grim smile: "cheap demon, born to be a male devil's plaything, you have no right to refuse. You should thank me for my luck, If you make me comfortable, I will reward you two copper coins so that you can continue to live humbly. "

After being slapped, the demon's face was swollen and his eyes were fixed on the demon. He pursed his mouth and said nothing, but there was a trace of reluctance and despair in his eyes.

"Silent? I don't like dead fish. " The devil raised his hand and tried to slap her again.

"Poof."

A piece of shining knife point stabbed out from his heart, his action stopped instantly, some unbelievable looked down at the heart of the knife point.

"It's you self righteous animals that are humble." A cold voice came from behind him.

But before he looked back, the knife had been pulled out, and the blood gushed out from his mouth, nose and wound. The devil covered his heart and collapsed to the ground, convulsed in the pool of blood, and completely lost his breath.

"The king of Meizu!" The demon's eyes lit up.

"Take your things and come with me." Angela looked at the demon lying on the bed and said.

"Good... Good!" The demon answered and quickly got up from the bed. He picked up the bag which had been put aside for a long time. When he went out, he didn't forget to kick the demon.

The strike of demons has aroused the dissatisfaction of many demons

On such a hot and dry night, they need a place to vent, but the demon who usually stands at the door to solicit guests closes the door.

For this weak and unprotected race, the demons did not have much patience, so they began to kick the door, and even took out weapons to demolish the house.

A figure appeared in the alley with a short knife. A young demon, more beautiful than the one he had seen before, was accumulating a sound. The demons who had no place to vent their anger turned back one after another, showing a look of salivation.

Angela looked at the demons with a scornful smile, blinked, and cast enchanting eyes on them.

The light of the knife flashed, cut the devil's throat and stabbed them in the heart. In the twinkling of an eye, the devil in the whole alley had been washed with blood.

"Sisters, follow me!" Angela looked at the demons who came out of the room with their bags and said that they should walk towards the port first.