I Became the Ultimate Boss Chapter 113: Govern sand sculptures

　　 Kemeng patted the scarf around his neck, calling out the big-faced cat.

　　 Even when he sleeps, he wears a scarf, and will untie it a few times for comfort.

　　 Kemeng looked into the eyes of the big-faced cat, and aimed at the sand sculpture with his peripheral light.

　　 There are glutinous rice **** staring at the sand sculptures, so he doesn't have to panic too much.

　　In terms of reaction speed, the pet must be faster than him.

　　 The rustling sound of bells made Kemeng's sense of crisis linger.

　　The sense of crisis is inexplicable, and Kemun doesn’t know where the crisis originated.

　　 Fifteen seconds later, Kemon acquired strange knowledge.

　　「Sand Sculpture」

　　"A rare eagle species that grows in the desert. Other birds shed their hair. They shed sand. They always clean the sand in the wing cracks. When they shake, the sand will fall."

　　 "The sand sculpture family is proficient in sand sculpture language. Even if you don't understand bird language, you can understand their sand sculpture sounds."

　　 Kemeng looked at the sand sculpture's feet, and a thin layer of sand was piled up under his feet.

　　Sand maker?

　　 I always feel that the construction site needs it. It is free to make sand, which is environmentally friendly and clean.

　　 followed by another strange piece of knowledge.

　　「ding-ding bell」

　　 "A small bell will make a crisp "ding" every time it shakes, and the person who hears it will have a sense of crisis. The longer you listen, the louder the sound, the greater the sense of crisis."

　　 "The sense of crisis generated by tinker bells has an upper limit and cannot be promoted to a sense of fear."

　　After gaining new knowledge, Kemon finally knew where the sense of crisis came from.

　　Ding-ding bells can make a "ding-ding" sound. Any creature that hears the ding-ding sound will generate a sense of crisis.

　　The sense of crisis can be continuously superimposed, but the bell can only be superimposed on the border of the fear.

　　ding ding bells can scare away some people or things at certain times, and it works pretty well.

　　 Kemeng thought for a while, and patted the big-faced cat back into the scarf.

　　 Then sign the glutinous rice balls, and the glutinous rice **** realized that they twisted their golden hair into the shape of a hand and snatched the bell from the sand sculpture’s mouth.

　　 Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding.

　　The sound of the bell rang loudly, and the sense of crisis increased.

　　 Without the bell, the sand sculpture still didn't dare to open his eyes.

　　 It can be seen how terrifying the position of the evil **** is in Sand Sculpture's heart, and he doesn't even dare to open his eyes.

　　 It can’t wait to goug out both eyes to avoid looking directly at the evil god.

　　 also because of the increased shaking, more sand shakes off the feathers.

　　 Kemeng slapped the bell into the storage space with a scarf, the tinkling sound disappeared, and the sense of crisis disappeared without a trace.

　　 Little Sand Sculpture doesn't seem to be so scared anymore, but it still doesn't dare to open its eyes.

　　 "Wake up, it's safe here, don't be afraid." Kemun put on Juli gloves and sat on the bed to look directly at it.

　　The glutinous rice **** are still in a tight state, and in the face of abnormal creatures, you must maintain basic vigilance.

　　When the sand sculpture heard Kemeng's words, the sand shook off again.

　　 "Open your eyes." Kemon said again.

The 　　 sand sculpture hurriedly raised its wings and buried its head in the wings, not daring to look at it at all.

　　 But this action reveals that it can understand people.

　　"Tangyuan, split its wings."

　　 Tangyuan Deling, roll the body directly onto the sand sculpture, then use dog hair to break the wings, and then use the fine dog hair to break the sand sculpture’s eyes.

　　 Such a tough attitude made Sand Sculpture even more frightened. His body trembled to the extreme, and he opened his beak and made an acridine sound, like a forced little wife.

　　 But because he opened his eyes, the sand sculpture finally saw that the thing in front of him was a ball of golden wool.

　　 Then its head was forcibly straightened, and Kemeng's face was caught in the eyes of the sand sculpture.

　　 Little Sand Sculpture thought it would be a very scary face, a very scary environment.

　　 But what the **** is the situation in front of me, the warm sunshine, the white walls, and a man who looks harmless to humans and animals, who looks like an adventurer.

　　 "Huh? Huh?" The sand sculpture made a strange pronunciation.

　　 The small head has big doubts.

　　 Is this evil god?

　　 The small sand sculpture speaks carving words. Kemeng cannot speak carving words, but he does understand its sand carving words.

　　 It has white fur all over, like a creature in the snow, holy and pure.

　　Because the feathers are so white, the yellow sand that shakes off becomes very conspicuous, and the gaps in the feathers are full of sand, and they will never shake.

　　 "It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is that you will live here in the future. You must follow the rules of contemporary society and don't make trouble, otherwise you will pull out your hair and use it to make soup." Kemeng came up to set the tone first, so as not to sand sculptures. make trouble.

　　This sand sculpture does not have the kind of recognition ceremony of glutinous rice balls, so it is definitely not as loyal as glutinous rice balls. It is necessary to train the small sand sculptures carefully.

　　 Xiaosha Sculpture naturally heard Kemeng's words.

　　 But to be honest, the small sand sculpture doesn't understand Kemeng.

　　 The previous action of burying its head in its wings was its subconscious behavior. When it curled its neck, it couldn't see the outside, and the Cthulhu couldn't see it.

　　 Self-deception and deception, this is the life-saving idea of ​​Xiaosha Diao~IndoMTL.com~ Seeing Kemeng's face at this moment, Xiaosha Diao's heart seems to stop beating.

　　Oops, I saw the evil spirits!

　　 can't live anymore.

　　 and I just sent out an interrogative sentence. At this moment, Xiao Sha Diao's heart is ready to die.

　　 The body trembles constantly, and the sand shakes from between the feathers.

　　 Kemeng looked at the pile of sand on the floor, and his mood gradually became more subtle, a little uncomfortable.

　　 There is a lot of sand, and he has to clean it himself, which is really troublesome.

　　 Xiao Sha Sculpture didn't know what Ke Meng was thinking, but when he saw Ke Meng's face sinking slightly, his heart also shook.

　　"Hey!"

　　 The sand sculpture closed its eyes, as if letting it be slaughtered, it accepted its fate.

　　In the heart of Xiaosha Diao, Kemeng is definitely an evil god.

　　 As for Kemeng’s body does not have a strong terrifying aura, the small sand sculpture understands that the Cthulhu has hidden the Cthulhu aura, so it looks harmless to humans and animals.

　　 If you annoy the Cthulhu, you will definitely turn your face away from the vulture and kill it in the blink of an eye.

　　 Kemeng saw the sand sculpture tremble more, and the sand fell from the feathers.

　　 Looking at the sand all over the floor, Kemon fell into thought.

　　How to adjust to stop the trembling of the little sand sculpture.

　　 is there!

　　Anonymous salted fish!

　　 Kemeng looked at the nameless salted fish in the room. At this moment, the nameless salted fish was placed on the table. The sand sculpture just turned his back to the nameless salted fish and closed his eyes and waited to die. No salted fish was seen.

　　 A few seconds later, the dumpling picked up the nameless salted fish and patted the sand sculpture lightly on the face.

　　 Xiao Sha Diao opened his eyes and saw his face grow on the salted fish, feeling inexplicably horrified.

　　 also at this time, its body finally stopped trembling, no longer shaking off the sand.