Cthulhu Gonfalon

Engaging in scientific research is a laborious task. Once immersed in research, scientists often have nothing to worry about and forget all the rest. There is a pocket watch cooked as an egg. There is a carriage written on the blackboard. Some people have stacked a pile of chairs around them, but they are unaware of it. There is a **** butcher knife in front of you, and you want to finish the last research...

Of course, Xiong Xiong can't compare with the sages of his predecessors, but when he concentrates on his research, he does not bother with the window. So he didn't notice at all that there was a funny scene in the sheltered lodge.

Lei is really tired today, the **** giant snake is not only thick and thick, but also poisonous! He had a lot of venom in the battle, although he relied on Stil's spell to solve the poison, but the energy lost was not a simple spell. Not to mention that thrilling battle - in fact, after the end of the battle, when he looked at the giant snake like a huge body of fallen trees, it was unbelievable.

Such a big guy, actually killed by himself? !

This hard battle made him physically and mentally exhausted and urgently needed rest. So when he finally wrapped himself in a soft bedding, he used to take a few breaths to sleep and fall into the dream.

The light and shadow flickered, and in the vagueness, he felt as if he had turned back in time and returned to the years when it was easy and stable.

"His Royal Highness! His Royal Highness!" An old voice awoke him from the shackles, blinked and saw that he was sitting at his desk and dozing off. The "social analysis" on the hand should have been on the king. The rights, the rights and duties of the nobility, and the obligations of the civilians have fallen off the table, and the head has almost fallen to the table.

"I'm sorry..." The black-haired boy suddenly blushed and embarrassedly apologized. "I shouldn't be lazy in class..."

"Oh, no need to apologize, but I saw it. You got up early in the morning to practice the sword. It’s normal to get tired and tired." Wearing gold-rimmed glasses, the white-haired old man smiled and shook his head. The middle is full of kindness, "His Highness, you are still young, your physique is weak, and you should pay attention to the limits of diligence!"

Leon smiled shyly, but his eyes sparkled with enthusiasm: "Teacher, you and your father have taught me, and I have to be determined to be early and work hard. My ideal is to be a hand-held sword, everywhere. For the sake of this, I can't slack off, I must work hard every day!"

The old man smiled and nodded, his fingers tapping on the blackboard in front of him: "You made such a decision, it is not a good thing. The throne is a bottomless pit, how much life and blood are filled. In contrast, be a sword The lone strong is more chic."

"And...more than a few hundred years, people may not remember who this king is, but most of them will remember the superpower of the royal family. Even if you can enter the legendary realm, maybe the kingdom is not You are still alive!"

"Teacher, you are laughing, where can I become a legendary strongman..." The teenager smiled slyly and his face was reddish.

"It’s not right to have this idea! It’s time to be ambitious, and you can do great things in the future!” The old man’s look was serious and he said seriously, “Even if others don’t believe you, at least you should believe in yourself! Self-confidence, yes The essential qualities of the strong! Your Royal Highness, you must be more confident!"

At the end of the juvenile look, he became serious and agreed.

But the old man turned his head, but he returned to learning from the exercise: "Well, gossip is finished, let's start today's study. Today is about the use of the second bass in the elf music."

The juvenile's persevering expression suddenly collapsed, and lamented powerlessly: "Teacher, can you not learn these boring things? The music of the elves... I can use it!"

"This is a kind of cultivation that a royal family should have. Even if you don't become a king, I will educate you with the standards of the future king!" The old man's look is like granite, and the eyes send out the brilliance of all students. "His Royal Highness, because you are wasting some time, you will have more classes today than usual."

"God!"

At the beginning of the boring course that people want to cry, the door to the study was gently ringed.

"Excuse me, is the owner here?"

Mature and magnetic woman voice, just listening to the sound makes people can not help but fantasize how charming the woman is, but also has an impulse to feel the itch of the heart want to find out.

However, Leon felt a shock in his heart, feeling the inexplicable familiarity of the sound, and even more vaguely aversion.

He and the old man did not speak, but the study room was pushed away unruly. A fascinating figure is sexy, and it can be said that it is a tight-fitting tight-fitting suit, and the woman with wings and tail behind it comes in.

"Hey? The style inside this room is not right!" The woman said very familiarly, "I thought it would be a pub or a casino, a brothel or something, or a temple full of tentacle statues, which is quite reasonable. How could it be such a study?"

She had no interest in the old man, and her eyes fell on Leon's face. She looked at it for a while and shook her head. "This pure and delicious little Langjun, who are you? Are you interested in doing something happy with your older sister?" ?"

The old man was furious: "Let's go! What monster are you? Guards! Guards!"

But the woman did not put the old man's anger and shouting on her heart, seduce Leon with a scornful look, and carefully looked at the various decorations in the study.

"Shields, crowns and hawks... wow~ I don't think I have a chance to be a prince!"

The old man screamed a few guards in a row, but he couldn’t call even one person, and his face suddenly became very ugly. He pulled out the decorative sword that was more than practical and stopped in front of Leon.

"His Highness, you jumped out of the window! There is a tree not far away, and your hand should be able to jump to it." His tone was heavy and tragic, "Fast! How old can't stop her!"

But Leon did not escape, but revealed a look of ignorance.

"Original...I am dreaming..."

"Dream? It's a dream, but it's not your dream. It's a dream of a robber who is not cute at all. - Ah, you are him?! My God! The temperament is gone, how can I change my appearance? It’s incredible!”

The glamorous woman is naturally Stil, she broke into the dream of Ray, but she saw something unexpected. At this moment, she smiled very happy: "Oh, it’s not what I saw, how can I not believe it?" That often boasted how powerful and domineering in the Western Wilderness, how arrogant, and the smugglers who took the smuggling smugglers out of the door, and the big robber who blew a cow, was actually a prince!

Leon - or Ray - gloomy face, his fingers gently tapped on the desk, the old man with the sword standing disappeared, and even all the furniture in the study disappeared, became An empty room. His own costumes also changed in an instant, from daily casual wear to full-armed, left-handed swords, right-handed long guns, posing for the battle.

"Stil... you made a huge mistake!" he said coldly. "In the world of dreams, you will not die, so I can leave my hands without mercy."

"As a price to spy on my secret, I will nail you to the outer wall of the castle to blow the cold wind, so that you can reflect on introspection!"

"Is it coming in from below, and then smashing out from the mouth, so that the nail is vertical?" Stil is not only afraid of a little bit of fear, but excited. "This game I only heard in the story of the bard, I always want to give it a try!"

There was nothing to say in the thunder, the long guns were waving, and the cold man took the mouth of this monk.

He made up his mind, first plug the odious mouth!

However, I don't know why, the strength of Stil's leaps and bounds, the speed is incredibly fast, jumping up and down in the shadow of the flying gun, although some wolf, but has not been stabbed.

At the same time, her mouth did not stop, and she continued to say that she would let the thunder fire say: "Oh, why are you always staring at my face attack? Especially the mouth... Do you like to interject? In fact, I also like it very much. If you want to come once, I promise to make you cool."

"You are so awkward! When you come to my dream, just to say this kind of boring words!" Lei Fur is unstoppable, the attack is more and more fierce, but it is always impossible.

"This is a long story..." Stil's smiled and threw a wink at him. "I was tired, just want to take a good sleep. The result may be too tired to sleep." After I didn’t know how the soul floated out, I was bored at the time. I thought that I hadn’t worked with a man for so many days, I felt that it was necessary to treat myself...”

"So you come to harass me?!"

"Whoever calls you here is a man!" Stil is not shameful or shy at all, smiles and licks his lips. "To be honest, just a man, a little less!"

"roll!"

"Roll? I haven't played this position yet... but it doesn't matter, as long as the prince is willing to feed me, I am willing to be in any position." Stil giggled. "It's a very interesting look." It's worth trying!"

"I mean, you give me - roll! Go! Go!" Lei screamed, and the long gun was thrown out. Although he didn't hit Stil, he turned into an electric light through the wall, and he didn't know where to fly.

Throwing away the rifle, he concentrated on the sword. The sword is much shorter and lighter than the gun, and the speed is of course much faster. As a result, Steyr finally couldn't keep up with his speed.

The sword light flashed, and only a few wounds were on the body. But this woman is really a hero of the wonderful world. The **** wounds on her body have not made her fear and fear. Instead, she has become more excited and seems to have some pleasure from suffering.

No, she has already begun to smash.

Lei was mad at this unrestrained and lower limit, and the sword was getting faster and faster. At this time, he was too lazy to consider what "put the scorpion on the outer wall of the castle to blow the cold wind" Plan, just can't wait for a sword to split Stil in two, and drive her away from her dreams.

However, the ideals and the reality are obviously very different. Although the situation of Steyr is more and more embarrassing, it can always maintain a precarious situation. Although she has more and more injuries, she not only becomes dull but does not become more agile and surprised.

More exaggerated is that her snoring is getting higher and higher, and even in the **** splash, she sees some transparent and bright suspicious liquid.

"You are so awkward! After the dream, I will hang you up in reality to dry it!" He was almost completely lost in reason, and his strength was getting heavier and heavier, and the walls were all right, all in him. The sword collapsed and collapsed, and there was much to be done to demolish the house.

Just then, suddenly there was a loud bang, the sky outside the window shattered, and a huge jellyfish that was large enough to carry a city pool appeared in their vision.

"There are more ghosts in the middle of the night, do you still have a little morality!"