Chapter 1451 Who Moved Little Fat Boy's Angel Baby (Part 2)

He Ming had an idea a long time ago. Killing the sanctity of the two spiritual seas by himself is just the beginning, so why not create a related robot army, or an army of angels?

Although with some holiness, He Ming was able to save a large number of people with related evil diseases in the entire Shanmeng, but it was more difficult than killing him, because he would never be able to be that kind of real Virgin.

To put it bluntly, he is a completely free moodist, he will only do what he thinks makes him the happiest.

To save those evil ones whom He Ming even hated? He Ming is stupid? Compared to those guys, the little girls and boys on Earth who forcibly "legal" whores are... saints.

"Understood, master. We will make the best arrangement for you right away. Please forgive our rudeness!"

Hua Deliu and other central optical brains immediately broke out in a cold sweat, if they could break out in a cold sweat.

Without him, just now He Ming's mood swings were close to turning his face, because he proposed a really stupid third choice.

It's just a pity, they have no other ideas, and they can never talk about teasing, playing with the abs, let alone any other purpose. They are just supercomputers.

Because the third option is the one with the greatest benefits, if He Ming does this, there will be various benefits in saving the other party.

Ordinary Shanmeng citizens will not know, but He Ming's identity must be kept secret, all secrets.

Therefore, the central optical brains have learned the relevant knowledge that many Shanmeng have spent a lot of time, energy and material resources on research.

Saving those lives that have truly fallen into evil will bring various benefits, just like you saved the second generation of the rich and succeeded in treating the other party's neurosis. Can you imagine how much wealth you will have?

It must be much, much stronger than the poor ghost service.

So He Ming spends some holiness that is useless to him, but can gain some mysterious power and so on.

But He Ming can swear to the sky: He really doesn't want these drizzle powers, but he really did it, and he might kill if he is just unhappy. Kill all those idiots before. Including the soul. This way of thinking is clear, and continue to live happily.

Of course, you don't need to do it yourself, and you don't need any subordinates, such as the loyal and unparalleled Space Marine Legion. As long as a relevant list is sent to any powerful gods and demons of evil and neutral forces, it will definitely perform perfect and unexpected services.

...

He Ming entered a coconut grove, determined to restrain his real desire: not far away under the tall and dense coconut trees, on the huge beach with blue sky and white clouds, countless delicacies wafted from some classic-style barbecue stalls.

This is real desire. He was just controlled by his little brother and he hadn't had a drop of water for two whole fucking days—wrong, the "water" was still eaten. And not a lot.

But He Ming gritted his teeth. He still has more important things to do: get rid of the degree of holiness first. He just went out to satisfy his real desires and within a minute, he would become the second generation of abs fighting each other. The degree of exaggeration and cuteness of the flat mouth is a "new toy" to compete for.

"These goals are bad, bad, stupid. Stupid!"

He Ming got it from the Southern Labyrinth last time. The flame lion and other super machine guard forces can accept the degree of holiness after a lot of transformation, and they can be stored. But the problem is that it takes time to transform.

He Ming has disappeared for two days. It is not easy to deal with his wife and other mistresses just because the central optical brain helps him pick up girls. If he doesn't show up today, the bottom line will be broken.

The latest unspoken rule: he cannot spend more than three days to a week with a mistress.

You must know that spending a honeymoon with a young wife such as Xiaoqing, short and unlimited honeymoons of all kinds, must not exceed three days to within a week.

Generally more than three days. It's time to go on a honeymoon as a family, and it's time to catch the second-generation abs brother who is flying happily. He Ming really has a big head.

As for the other targets, some of the heavens introduced by the Central Optical Brain, the guardian angels of Allah's forces, and some managers of the three ladies' kingdoms are all... not Brother Abdomo's own.

Those guys really wanted to be holy, just like He Ming wanted superhuman power in the mortal age. That was once his deepest and naive dream.

It’s just that when he kills the giant beauty and eats the immortal heart to become an immortal life, he will gradually become demigods, gods and demons, powerful gods and demons... He Ming has never discovered that he is actually satisfied with the monster’s overlord level advanced supreme power. The deepest childhood dream.

Undoubtedly, compared with He Ming, the intensity of this dream is not as eager as the dream of the above "other goals".

Without him, the greater the strength, the more things one can do.

Those "other goals" are not like brother abs, who knows how to eat, drink and have fun all day long. There is basically no difference between superhuman strength and superhuman god king strength. The most recent real work was a messy attack on Linghai for two.

"Then arrange the life of the angels of the family? We don't have a large-scale army of angels, should we buy the army of angels from outside?"

Angel is a very complex being and a very complex word in this universe.

As for how complicated it is, one can imagine the application, description, explanation, and terminology of a single-celled life in the whole universe.

"Angel" is definitely not the "angel" in the human concept, but the "angel" in the human concept is just one of them that is completely insignificant.

And He Ming knows that with a simple and more clear description, those angels in heaven should be called "spirits".

Because there are many angels in heaven, most of them are "spirits". Generally, the body is composed of spiritual power, armed with high-tech equipment and so on in battle.

The central optical brain believes that the angelic army that He Ming wants is a kind of machine life with advanced intelligence.

Otherwise, how could brother Abdominal muscle give an "angel" of intelligent life in vain, with countless holiness coming from nowhere. Of course, according to the calculation, there should be a basically correct answer: the sanctity reward for clearing the spiritual sea?

He Ming thought for a while and said: "It's too troublesome, and too weak. Using the sanctity separately will at most create a group of incompetent asses. I want loyal and interesting superpowers...I have it! Hehe."

At this moment, the target automatically came to the door.

The noon sun was shining brightly, and countless beautiful and mottled light shadows fell under the tall and dense coconut trees. A little fat boy ran into He Ming's sight at high speed, of course he couldn't find He Ming who was hiding on purpose.

The little fat boy looked around, and soon found a bright red beetle the size of a fist, and he immediately grabbed it with a smile on his face.

This is He Renai. The precious son of He Ming and Zhou Xuewei.

This little fat boy has Zhou Xuewei's personality, but the other party doesn't admit it: he likes to grab all kinds of things to scare others. If he succeeds in scaring his younger siblings, or his cheap brother Niu Niu, he will imitate the other party and howl to avoid punishment.

He Ming just pretended to scream to tease the little fat boy.

But he underestimated the little fat boy's means and mobility, and unexpectedly caught a very big toad. Put it on the face of He Ming who was taking a nap.

He Ming wasn't surprised, it's just that this kind of photo really greatly damaged Brother Abdominal's dignity.

He Renai's little fat boy caught the red beetle and ran away, but he didn't find his pet. A group of little angels who love each other are actually baby angels who suddenly disappeared. The childish and arrogant expression became frozen, but he couldn't ask for help from his little master at all.

Although Little Fat Boy is a baby of gods and demons, he is just like an ordinary human baby, unable to handle two things, or more than two things. Generally speaking. After catching the beetle, go to the next step: to scare people.

And the baby's mind is very focused, which is a very eager mind of junior spiritual practitioners, very focused and very pure mind.

But in reality. Then you can't find that the baby angel is suddenly gone.

It's like a child on the earth who suddenly burst into tears because he found out what he wanted to do just now, but suddenly forgot: his interest was diverted, and he forgot the previous things, such as the existence of his beloved toy.

"Hi, how are you?" He Ming smiled lewdly at a group of angel babies.

It is impossible for him not to have "emotions" for He Renai's angel babies.

Because of the pets of the second generation of Brother Abs. It really made his head big.

I like what I see, but I never take care of it. And these bastards love to harass themselves the most. For example, Niuniu, some very small calves that are as big as the super elephant on the earth, have slept directly on their own laps on the beach many times.

God testifies, I am still a mortal, so I need amputation!

The angel babies controlled by He Ming's wonderful green light are considered to be a kind of cute pets with considerable wisdom, especially the power of gods and demons to strengthen various wisdoms. They are completely life rather than machines.

They were a birthday present from He Renai. Anyway, He Renai had celebrated his birthday many times, and even Zhou Xuewei didn't open one millionth of the gift for the first time, let alone him.

He Renai likes this group of angel babies very much, so He Ming and Zhou Xuewei must have some "emotions" of varying degrees: because the angel babies sleep with He Renai, and these guys can actually make very cute sleeping positions, but they are not at all different. Need to sleep, like a baby killer whale, which does not need to sleep for the first few months of life, but sleeps for a long time at a time as an adult.

When I was not sleeping, I "peeped" He Ming and Zhou Xuewei's "Three Hundred Rounds of War". Although it is impossible for an angel baby to enter the relevant battlefield.

The baby angels showed horrified expressions, brother abs, what is this?

They figured it out quickly.

...

He Ren'ai, who finally found out that the angel baby was gone, had already called her mother when she rushed back, and a large group of young people from the Zhou family, fox spirits... Although Zhou Xuewei, who was shopping, knew that she was missing from her own home in a planetary mansion? I laughed so hard, but I couldn't hold back my beloved son had already flattened his mouth to the point where he was about to cry.

Zhou Xuewei immediately locked the location through the central optical brain, but when she arrived, she just saw He Ren'ai clearly and started howling.

His angel baby has grown up!

A group of more than ten angel babies have all become quasi-powerful gods and demons at the level of the king of angels, but on the infinitely holy and huge heads, they retain strange expressions, dazed and childish. And when he saw He Ren'ai, he showed a cute expression, and he didn't think that he could reach the clouds with his head.

"What's the matter? Daddy's little fat man, who bullied you, tell Daddy, Daddy will serve you!"

A ray of light fell, and He Ming bit a barbecue and picked up He Ren'ai who was howling.

"Hua De Liu" and other central optical brains were speechless: "What a despicable father."

"...You are finally back, you, go see the vixen and die soon." Zhou Xuewei was overjoyed at once, and the next moment her desire erupted like a volcano—wrong, it should be accurately described as a tsunami.

But she didn't forget to be jealous of He Ming, and at the same time she immediately understood that He Ming must have touched her son's angel baby.

Otherwise, how could a group of angel babies who are close to powerful gods and demons, and it is only a matter of time before they break through to powerful gods and demons, encounter "adventures" on the planetary mansion?

how is this possible!

It's like someone cut off your eyelids when you opened them.

PS; the third update. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)