Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 590 The Arabian Nights Rhapsody
It is necessary to talk about some personal hobbies of Queen Bi.

Just as all the accomplished queens of the world, wise, witty, and in control, never get carried away by the whims of the moment, so is this king of the universe who may have existed in the past.After the last era of union ended, and the disputes of the kings were all quelled, what she got was complete love.no doubt.People who don't love can leave this universe - even the cats say so with unanimity.

However, she is not a monarch without the slightest desire.As everyone knew in those days, the queen had a generous and warm personality, and the scene of the scene was always in her favor.Amidst all the excitement, her obsession with the wedding is incomprehensible.Given her long lifespan and unique powers, a prince (or any number) is unnecessary.No, this has nothing to do with reproduction, lust or living together, the queen just loves ceremony and ceremony.It didn't have to be extravagant, as long as there were enough people involved, and it was lively and interesting enough, as if she wanted the custom to leave a strong mark in history.

A wedding, of course, is a gimmick-enough ceremony that usually follows the feast day.Whoever becomes the groom or bride will have the honor of meeting the Queen.They will be specially allowed to visit the legendary royal city.Although the time limit is only one day, it can almost allow them to reach any corner of the world.Immediately after the birthday banquets held during the Queen's visits, the newly promoted hostess or hostess will also accompany them to enjoy the honor of the partner of the Lord of the World, and at the same time be responsible for entertaining the Queen's strange guests.

This is a very interesting, but also very tiring job.But at that time, there were still countless people who yearned for this honor.There were so many applicants that the queen could not receive them one by one, so her loyal magician advisor designed a sugar and rice duel for her, and the magician's smartest assistant, a very skilled immortal cat, served as The referee of the duel.

The duel design is perfect, taking into account entertainment and selection.Lots of improvisation and banter, and a little reasonable amount of violence, it's totally accessible even for kids.Of course, as a holy referee entrusted by the queen, Immortal Cat solemnly promises that no duelist will be seriously injured during the performance.

Does it really deliver on its promise?For people living after the end of history, it is difficult to confirm this.It was not stated on the anniversary notice sent to the homeowner by Ethics House.However, as a loyal maintainer of all human relationships in the end city, the House of Ethics has detailed which items may be encountered in a sugar and rice duel-in fact, generally speaking, in a regular year, the duelists must at least Dancing a hundred dances at the dinner table, singing three hundred songs, hammering each other with five hundred different candy weapons, and being dressed in thousands of different styles of clothes at the same time.They can ask for a break in the process, as long as they can withstand the eager cheers and eager eyes of the audience.Another point is that you can't escape from the dining table. To escape from the dining table is to abandon your armor and escape.Not only will he be disqualified from the duel, but he will also be called a "vegetable cat" throughout the celebration.

When the Immortal Cat yelled that statement, Tuoba saw that Jing Huang was only a little bit close to becoming a "vegetable cat".Although in the eyes of outsiders, he just stood on the table expressionlessly, with a series of small flower pendants in front of his clothes.But at the moment, Tuoba can't hide it, he can see that every short and scattered hair of Jing Huang is raised up high, like a cat dancing wildly at the water spout.That's right, it really was a stress response.

It's almost sympathetic to the little psycho in their family.But that still didn't satisfy the host.The leash cat quickly fell back to the dining table from the lake in the sky, circling around Jing Huang with piercing eyes.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" it yelled. "What's going on? This isn't exactly blitz!"

"It's changed." Jing Huang said, and glanced at the candy flower hanging on the front of his lapel with hatred.

"That's not okay. Not at all! That's called changing? Look at the one across from you!" said the leash cat. "That's what's called a profession, man!"

Its tail was raised, and the end was folded almost at a right angle, pointing firmly to the opposite side of the dining table.There stood a magnificent knight.There are nine layers of hard-shelled octagonal cakes on the top of the head, and there are lighted colored candles in the middle of each flower decoration. The fresh-colored cotton candy armor gives him a majestic belly like a ball, and there is a candy decorated with crushed rubies. up the belt.

"Wow!" the knight marveled at his attire, raising his hands in awe to show the audience his spear and shield: a solid-looking baguette with a sticky front Round flatbread with hard-shelled fruit.

The leash cat nodded in satisfaction: "This is the knight in dress we want!"

"Victory!" shouted Vi, wearing hundreds of small candles, and pounding the hard-shelled fruit flatbread with his long breadstick, making a crisp, loud thud.These are indeed two handy guys that are full and useful.

Jing Juan's black eyes seemed to spew out fire.

"Let's try again," said the cat on the leash, "—Twinkle Lightning Transformation!"

There was a soft pop.A small candy flower emerged from the top of Jing Huang's head, and spun around twice in the direction of his hair.Jing Huang shook his head coldly, and the flower fell onto the dining table.He was still wearing his fluttering red robe.

The leash cat took a deep breath, and rested its paws on its waist.

"Well, that's stubborn enough," it said, "I'll see what it does - Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Lightning!"

Even Toba couldn't tell how many vibratos the leash cat uttered, representing "Shim". He only saw countless flower candies falling from Jing Juan's hair or sleeves, and piled up on the dining table into a beautiful pile of flowers.But it didn't work.No matter how fast the leash cat's tongue flicked, Jing Juan was still wearing his sheer red robe.

The leash cat let out an annoyed meow.

"Okay!" it said, "whatever it is, lucky you! No time to waste dressing, that's it! Let's start our first project! Spiral Pie! Do you know how to do it? A bit It's not hard! Now jump up first, yes, yes, jump up like me. Left foot first! One, two, three. Two, two, three. Right foot! One, two, three. Two, two, Three. Turn around again! Switch back to the left foot and start over again! Can you dance now? It's that simple! You keep dancing like this!"

Wei unskillfully imitated the leash cat and jumped up.He may not have learned it before, but once he jumped up, he got started quickly.Neighboring guests cheered him on enthusiastically.

"Good job!" shouted the leash cat. "Now! Pick up the pies on the table! Any candy pie! Hit the other side and get a point! Whoever gets 99 points first, it's over!"

This is indeed a somewhat difficult requirement.Vi kept jumping and spinning around the table, and had to watch not to fall over the dishes.He looked around desperately in between all of this, looking for a candy pie that fit the bill.When it found the target, it stretched out its hand happily.one two Three.He bent down to the beat.Two, two, three.His fingers reached the edge of the plate.

But he failed to get the plate of xylose ball pie.He didn't even see the whole process clearly, as if a hurricane swept across the dining table.A heavy bombardment.He was struck viciously in the face.Before he could react, the second round of ammunition followed.Wei lost his hands in the confusion and almost fell off the dining table.

"Beware!" cried the guest sitting at his feet.

Vi managed to stand firm.For a few seconds he was so nervous that he almost stopped dancing, but soon realized that would disqualify him from dueling.He quickly moved according to the beat, and then began to look at the opponent's location.Then he saw, at the far end of the table, that his opponent was also keeping his dance steps.What a terrible and fast dance that is!He couldn't count the other's beats!One, two, three, two, three, one, two, three, two, three, one, two three—all the pie plates on the way have disappeared—they are stacked high, like two little sugar towers—standing on the On the hands of his dreadful foe!
　Basically, it's an ordinary Calvin.

　　Although, I wonder how many people are still reading this book now.If you are watching, you are welcome to leave a message here.

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(End of this chapter)