Chapter 181 (1/2)
Facing Rolle's question, the little donkey first thought very seriously, then jumped up his small face and nodded seriously.
”Is it really you? How did you do that?”
Rolle hurriedly asked.
The little donkey got up and stood on the bed, facing the air, first a left positive pedal, then a right whip leg, and then a left jab. The short pleated skirt on the leg was raised high with the action.
Finally, she stretched out a white little hand, opened her five fingers, closed them slowly, squeezed them into a lovely little fist, and showed a fierce look on her face. She was fierce and stared at the air.
Rolle was stunned
This series of actions is similar to that of sneaking attacks on old comrades. Does it have anything to do with my question?
This donkey really doesn't look very clever.
But on second thought, he didn't delve into this issue, and then asked:
”I always feel that you don't seem to be an ordinary little donkey?”
”Is it a little donkey disguised by some demon?”
The little donkey jumped up and was frightened. The long ears on his head stood up because of tension, and the corners of his eyes burst into tears without hesitation.
She quickly threw herself into Rolle's arms and rubbed Rolle's chin with her forehead. Her big eyes flickered and looked wronged and pitiful.
She wanted to get through it by this means.
Although the little donkey turned into a beautiful girl, she was beautiful and lovely, with high appearance value, good figure and fashionable and beautiful dress, when rolle thought that she was the little donkey she usually rode under her crotch, he obviously didn't eat this set, stretched out his hand and grabbed her ear, and said:
”Don't try to fool around. Be honest.”
The little donkey had no choice but to pick up the small satchel hanging around his waist, took out a sweetheart fruit from it and reluctantly handed it over.
”This is useless. I still have a lot in my hand, and I gave it to you. I even gave you a small bag.”
Luo Eryi refused the little donkey's bribe.
The little donkey was helpless, so he had to change his position on the bed, sat on the side far away from rolle, and then turned his face sideways, revealing a blush on his pretty face and tears in the corners of his eyes.
Finally, she carefully handed her little foot in white silk stockings to rolle.
”You guy... Where did you learn all the strange knowledge?”
Luo Er was speechless, rushed over, bounced her two brains, hugged her weak fragrant shoulder, helped her do a good job, and then said in earnest:
”Well, don't be afraid. No matter what your real body is, you are my little donkey. I have raised you for so long and won't kill you to eat meat.”
Hearing what rolle said, the little donkey was a little relieved, wiped his tears and nodded.
”It seems that it is really a demon?”
Rolle asked again.
The little donkey nodded and admitted honestly.
In this world, demons are not necessarily harmful. Humans also have a record of taming all kinds of wild demons. It is very common to train some small and lovely ones into pets, and then train some big, flying and mounts.
So rolle didn't intend to embarrass the little donkey. On the contrary, he wished the little donkey was some kind of powerful demon. At least he was already the real power bureaucrat of the Empire and had the strength of a seven rank strong man. If he was still an ordinary little donkey, he would be a little out of identity.
But he kept the little donkey for so long, shared joys and sorrows, and was reluctant to abandon it. At present, the little donkey suddenly became a demon, forcing Ge Gao a lot.
So rolle continued to ask with great expectation:
”What kind of demon are you? Can you become a beautiful girl and petrify the enemy? Is it the legendary 'Medusa'?”
There is no concept of medusa in this world. Rolle pronounces these three words directly in earth Chinese.
Moreover, due to the long journey, Rolle can't remember what the legend of Medusa on earth is like. There is only a general and vague impression.
Anyway, he can petrify the enemy. He is a professional gunman and can become a big white horse. He has a twin sister, who seems to be called Medea, and then he is invincible when he gives out the holy sword.
Everything else is fine. Rolle cares about becoming a big white horse. After all, it's better to have a horse than a little donkey. What's more, the little donkey moves too slowly and is often rode by it in turn.
As a result, the little donkey shook his head in disappointment.
However, she put on a look of teeth and claws, and rolled around on the bed, trying to pretend to be that kind of fierce look, probably to show that she was actually that kind of powerful demon.
Just because the appearance is too cute, Rolle thinks it's deliberately cute.
”Stop, stop! I already understand.”
Rolle quickly waved to stop the little donkey's abrupt move.
”You can't even fly, you can't speak human words, and you can't become that kind of powerful and domineering appearance. You can only become a beautiful girl. Even if you can petrify the enemy, you're too weak as a demon?”
Rolle said again, a little disgusted.
He still hopes that the little donkey can become a giant dragon, mammoth and giant robot, which is a tall and powerful image in the traditional sense. If it's not good, it's acceptable to become a dog like the high-speed railway Jialulu.
Instead of now, the image of a beautiful girl with delicate body, beautiful clothes, only white silk stockings and no shoes.
”Even if you can petrify the enemy, what? As a mount, if you can't be ridden, your meaning and value are gone! You can only be a little pet.”
Rolle said helplessly.
Although the little donkey solved the attacking enemy, it didn't seem like a big deal to rolle. The goods were too delicious. He didn't know how to dodge his two swords in the past. It was not as difficult as the previous Orc spies. He didn't have the strength and skill that ACE spies should have.
Subduing this weak chicken enemy is a matter of course.
As soon as the little donkey heard this, he was in a hurry. He quickly changed his position on the bed, lay on the bed and motioned for rolle to ride.
Rolle bounced her head angrily and taught her:
”I'm not talking about riding in bed.”
The little donkey rubbed his forehead, and then a donkey rolled, lay on the ground and continued to signal rolle to ride.
”I...”
Rolle was speechless and had to threaten:
”I'd better drive you back to the stable...”
The little donkey stopped honestly.
”Can you still be what you used to be?”