Chapter 249

Rocky?

Looking down Sol's eyes, Luke caught a glimpse of a beautiful back.

The dark Wavy long hair is scattered down, and the slim curve is suddenly tightened at the slender waist, then down, and then becomes round, outlining a beautiful shape.

Just gently swing, then spread out charming amorous feelings.

That pair of brown leather boots, wrapped in tight long legs.

Occasionally turn around and peep at the side face, slender eyebrows and bright red thin lips, which makes people have an impulse and desire to grab it wantonly.

A dangerous beauty.

Luke commented silently.

She is like a magnet with strong attraction.

In addition to keeping Sol's eyes closed, he turned into an old color batch.

Other men in the bar can't help glancing over there.

It's really charming.

"Is she rocky? Your rebellious brother, who brought the zetarians and mieba to the earth and led to the New York war?"

Luke glanced, took a drink from his glass and joked, "if rocky is so charming, I don't mind being your brother-in-law."

"But she really does."

Sol scratched his head. He had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with the figure leaning against the bar.

"Rocky loves green, likes expensive and exquisite robes and accessories, and only drinks Asgard's Palm Springs..."

Luke's mouth twitched slightly when he heard the Thor in front of him and recited his brother's habits and hobbies.

It really deserves to be Asgard's number one brother!

"And she drinks Asgard's specialty Palm Springs, wears a green cloak, luxurious and elegant... Just like rocky."

Sol said to himself.

He had a sad time since his brother died in the hands of mieba.

Therefore, we will indulge in fast food and games to escape this cruel reality.

To tell the truth, sol, who has nothing, sincerely hopes that his troublemaker, the brother of the troublemaker, can come to the wonderful deception of pretending to die to escape like facing the dark elves before.

But unfortunately, as mieba said, rocky is really dead.

The snap of Luke's fingers only brought back the disappeared life, not including the God of tricks.

"Then go talk to her and ask her if she can lend you some money. If it's rocky, I'm sure she won't refuse her brother's request."

Luke patted sol on the shoulder and pushed him out of the seat.

"The old bartender has been staring at us for a while. If he lingers any longer, he may come to catch up with people."

Sol was at a loss, like a fool without a partner at the prom.

Taking a few deep breaths, the prince of Asgard walked towards the back with heavy steps.

His heart has expectations and... Worries.

It's a good thing to see my brother rocky again.

But it's a little... Strange that my brother suddenly becomes a sister.

"He doesn't seem to have much experience in chatting up?"

Strange is a bit of schadenfreude. Seeing people embarrass can often bring him a relaxed mood.

"Weak Human Mage, you should know that sol is the prince of Asgard. Does it mean that on your planet, the king's son still needs to take the initiative to chat up girls?"

The rocket raccoon looked contemptuously at strange who wanted to see a good play.

He has a good relationship with sol - although he always sees himself as a rabbit or a raccoon.

"Oh, hereditary nobles and monarchs, that's a backward system."

Strange curled his lips. He didn't want to quarrel with a pet.

"If Loki of the universe is a sister, doesn't it mean that sol can book a registration of a German orthopedic doctor."

Luke leaned back in his seat and his thoughts diverged.

Odin originally wanted to cultivate his feelings by adopting rocky, a descendant of the frost giant, and putting him together with sol.

So as to resolve the Millennium blood feud between Jotunheim and Asgard and build a bridge of peace.

Unfortunately, this plan has not been reached.

Rocky's pursuit of power, or trying to prove his determination, let him go to the opposite of sol.

Later, it was a farce to frame his brother and steal the throne.

But change your mind and assume rocky is a girl.

When she grew up, she made an engagement with sol and opened Asgard's political marriage with Jotunheim.

Hiss!

Perfect script!

"I don't know what Saul of the universe looks like."

Luke's mouth tilted slightly.

He would not mind attending an Asgard marriage of the gods.

It's just

Superman thought of another question.

If Saul of the movie universe has a good impression of rocky of the world and comes together.

What should he call another self?

Brother in law?

The relationship between men and women in the context of parallel universe is really chaotic.

Luke shook his head, restrained his thoughts and waited for Sol's performance.

……

……

"What opening remarks should I say? Rocky, long time no see? Or - Rocky, it's nice to see you. Then give me another hug?"

As he got closer to the bar and the beautiful back, sol began to panic.

His heart beat faster, his palms sweated, and he felt nervous unconsciously.

It's like the excited and uneasy mood at the first meeting with simplicity.

"Hello..."

"Go away!"

Before sol could talk to him, a big guy with a beard pushed him away.

Then, the other party put his hands on the edge of the bar table and surrounded the beautiful woman drinking alone.

Clumps of dark chest hair exposed, emitting a strong body smell, making the latter frown slightly.

"Pretty girl, have you heard of Landry, the Archmage on the upper east side of New York? He's my uncle."

In the middle of the strong man's mouth, the smell of smoked wine came to his face. Combined with his greasy fat face, it was a good medicine to induce vomiting.

"Never heard of it."

Wearing a green cloak, the woman with slender waist said faintly, and a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes.

"Can you stay away from me? You remind me of the pigsty in the country."

The strong man should have drunk too much and was not conscious.

His brain has been completely controlled by his lower body.

He stared straight at the tall woman, as if he wanted to eat her.

"My house is very big. Do you want to go and have a look..."

"Hello."

A palm pressed on the shoulder of the strong man, and a thick voice with anger came.

"She told you to stay away, didn't you hear? You stupid pig!"

The dim light in the bar reflected Sol's handsome face.

There was a cold light in his eyes, and even a rude word jumped out regardless of Asgard's Royal etiquette.

Any brother who sees his... Sister harassed will be angry from his heart.

Of course, if it's a brother, it's okay.

The strong man loosened his hands and turned around. Before he could spit out fragrance, he hit his face with an iron fist.

Sol kept a little sense and didn't lay a heavy hand, otherwise he could blow the other party's head.

The disgusting strong man, like a broken string kite, knocked over a table and fell heavily to the ground.

The bridge of the nose cracked, and the fresh blood was like an open faucet, covering the twisted fat face.

A groan of pain sounded immediately.

"My uncle! It's the Archmage Landry! You're dead!"

Saul didn't take sol to heart at all.

No matter how old the master Landry is, can he compare with Odin?

"Sol! How did you..."

A cry of surprise rang out from behind. The woman who caused the riot showed surprise, then shook her head and said, "what's the matter with your eyes? No! You're not sol. How could that guy make people move his hair and cut it short."

She was suspicious when she saw the false eyes and different hairstyles.

"You're really rocky!"

Sol's reaction was even more surprised. He didn't expect his brother to become... Sister.

"Who are you? Say!"

A dagger appeared in Rocky's hand and stuck to sol's neck.

"Pretending to be sol, that fool! What did you do to him?"

Luke, sitting in the corner, said with emotion: "it's a moving scene. When brothers and sisters meet, it's like a sea of love."