Chapter 412 The Story of the Guardian God (7)
The disgusting fishy smell really turned him off.
Crossell smiled slightly, without a trace,
"I thought you took the wrong medicine today, but now that I look at it, it's true."
As soon as the voice fell,
The smell of gunpowder in the air suddenly became stronger.
Asmodeus narrowed his eyes slightly, the mighty dragon's coercion directly confronted the mermaid god,
The mermaid smiled indifferently and responded calmly.
The silent gunpowder gradually began to diffuse.
The king on the side: "."
It's over, it's really bad.
Two gods who do not fight each other, if they fight, then his kingdom will be over!
The king thought of this, and hurried out to smooth things over,
"Honorable Your Highness Crossel, Your Highness Asmodeus, you are all our most important guests, and we welcome you very much. I believe the little princess thinks so too."
"Your Highness Crossel, do you need to rest here? I have ordered the maids to prepare the best dinner, I believe you will like it."
The empathetic mermaid **** naturally knew the king's worries.
He slowly withdrew his pressure, smiled at the king, nodded,
"Don't worry, Your Excellency. I'll go to see the little princess. Since Asmodeus is here, I won't stay."
He spared no effort to express his dislike for Asmodeus.
The king could only smile and put his hands together in gratitude.
Crossell raised his hand, using divine power, trying to bring the little girl in Asmodeus' arms,
But Asmodeus blocked his divine power, his handsome eyebrows and eyes were extremely indifferent,
"The fishy smell on your body is so strong, do you want to smoke her to death?"
Crossell raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes became more playful,
It is rare that Asmodeus cares so much about one thing.
He raised his lips and slowly withdrew his hand,
"You, a dragon that hasn't bathed for decades, didn't smoke her to death, how could I smoke her?"
Mermaids are the cleanest ones.
He moved forward, approached, smiled,
"What? Can't I see the little princess?"
Asmodeus lowered his eyebrows, and hugged the soft little girl in his arms.
The Mermaid God was approaching, and the smell displeased him very much.
But he can't hand over the little princess to him,
He endured the nausea and said coldly,
"If I say no, can you get out immediately?"
Crossell chuckled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes,
"That is impossible."
He stood in front of him, and naturally felt the dragon's breath that disgusted him,
Both of them don't like to see each other, so naturally he also hates the smell of dragons.
Sea God Crossel lowered his eyes, looking at the little girl with big watery eyes in her swaddling baby.
Her flaxen-colored eyes, which are as shallow as sunlight, are full of water,
The white rice dumplings carved in powder and jade, met his gaze blankly,
Looks a little dazed, with a milky fragrance on her body.
Milky and milky, the whole small body is as white as if it came out of a milk bath.
She was hugged by Asmodeus, her small fist was slightly opened,
Delicate skin is like dewy petals in the morning, which can be broken by blows.
After meeting Crossel's gaze,
The milky little girl was obviously stunned,
The wet eyeballs blinked and blinked, and a soft babbling sound came out of the small mouth.
Crossel's playful smile froze slightly.
He looked up and glanced at Asmodeus,
The little girl has an oracle set by him,
Clearly,
He directly connected her with him.
(end of this chapter)