Gods of All People: I have a family development simulator

Chapter 115

Within the Divine Domain.

The main body Duan Ganyun received a call to prayer from Yang Xi, who had successfully led the Demon Sheep-headed Fleet to the Holy Island.

Stepping into another world for the first time, he couldn't wait to report to the gods and ask for guidance.

So Duan Ganyun issued an oracle to him to join Bai Han, the white werewolf who was a believer, as soon as possible, and seize the time to occupy the holy island.

There are not many intelligent races living in the holy island of only 100,000 square kilometers, and the highest-end combat power is only a few legendary ranks that may exist.

Maybe not even there.

With more than 20,000 demon sheep-headed legions, as well as the inheritance of the Holy Peak, the combat power far surpasses Bai Han.

Duan Ganyun predicted that they would be able to completely occupy the entire Holy Island in less than a month, and then they would be able to use this half-dimensional and only island as a base to plan and attack the Shark Empire that occupied the sea.

This is the real enemy of the Demon Sheep-headed people of the Holy Island Plane.

Handle the affairs of the half-plane.

Duan Ganyun instead put his spirit more into the Cataclysmic Plane, on his divine blood clone.

........

Geer tavern in the early morning.

The tavern owner, Gentleman Gehr, who was fiddling with potted plants, caught a glimpse of a figure in a sumptuous black burqa walking out.

To his great surprise, his fellow bard, who had made his tavern so popular for the past few days, had planned to go out for the first time.

He hadn't been out for five days, and every day after the show, he retreated into his room and didn't know what he was doing.

But surprise to surprise, Gell doesn't intend to be nosy.

It's the same even if it's a blood fellow.

But he didn't expect the other side to come over and ask casually.

"Gehr, now you have nothing but flowers and wine.

Is there anything else you care about?"

the sudden question left Gehr silent, not knowing how to answer.

"That's no.

"How much of a no-holds-barred elf you have, Gehr. The

second half of the silent sentence in his head is meaningful.

Geral, who was stunned by the word 'elf', widened his eyes and questioned the bard in front of him in shock.

"Who the hell are you?

How do you know these secrets?"

and Duan Ganyun, who got the reaction he wanted to react, just handed him a book and turned to leave.

Leaving Gehr at a loss, staring blankly at the book of "Plunder Rituals" in his hand.

The Gel Tavern in the sewer area is not your average gentleman Gel.

It doesn't seem to be called Gehr either.

The purity of his elven blood is much higher than that of Alice Field, who is also a nobleman.

His strength has also reached the epic level.

In addition, some of the daily nobles who often mingle with the crowd in the tavern, including Alice Fill, the only daughter of the earl, who came to the tavern inexplicably.

Duan Ganyun naturally didn't think that they were all here for him.

This made Duan Ganyun more and more sure of Geer's identity, so he decided to try to use him as an entry point for the high-level nobles of the day.

But after all, it is a bait, and even if it fails, there is no loss to Duan Ganyun.

It was time for him to meet the other elf lady.

A confused girl who knows that she is different, but she doesn't know it.

This is also the reason why there are obviously so many noble ladies invited, but Duan Ganyun is only willing to spend time communicating with Alice Feier.

And because of her casual invitation last night,

her boring life will usher in a turnaround today.

Duan Ganyun took a small boat through the waterway in the launching area.

Senses the gaze of many stalkers in the rear who thought they would not be discovered.

Even the boatman has impure intentions.

But Duan Ganyun didn't care, pretending not to notice it at all and continued to walk towards the agreed place.

Reach the center of the Crossroads through Dog Street, which is filled with the sound of the slave trade, after paying the expensive river tax, which is only for outsiders and civilians.

Duan Ganyun entered the rich area of Cross City, also known as Shangshui District.

It was a residence for the nobles and other privileged and wealthy merchants, as opposed to the filthy and foul-smelling sewer area.

The waterways here are clear and clean.

The houses on both sides are all beautiful and tidy, covered with greenery, and have white marble floors.

The air is filled with a faint scent of flowers.

From time to time, the laughter of children and the melodious sound of strings can be heard, and the men and women on the roadside are delicately dressed and laughing.

It's like a fairyland on earth.

It seems that this is what Cross City really looks like, and that the ugliness and squalor are nothing more than the appearance of hypocrisy.

Duan Ganyun went ashore.

Walk under a white marble tower, then climb the stairs to the platform.

A faint floral fragrance wafted in.

As if hearing footsteps, a girl in a pure white silk dress turned around in surprise.

Her long silver hair and ruby eyes made her look like an elf had stepped out of a painting.

The bard, who had just boarded, couldn't help but be a little stunned.

The other party's performance satisfied Alice Fair's weakness as a woman, and then said half proudly and half coquettishly.

"Lord Bard, have you seen enough?"

"Ahem!"

Duan Ganyun's body, which lacked resistance to the white-haired and red-eyed pupils, was already flushed at this time, but the doppelganger still pretended to be calm and coughed in embarrassment.

"Of course not, Miss Alice Fair.

Your beauty is art and I want to paint a picture of you.

Believe me, as long as the painting is finished, it will be a masterpiece of the world. "

Hearing the bard seem to utter it in a tone of utter utter entirely with aesthetic fanaticism.

This made Alice Phil feel a little unhappy and disappointed.

"Really? I've never seen you paint, Mr. Murphy.

Do you have any famous paintings in circulation?",

deliberately questioned.

"No,

but you know.

Genius is never a blockbuster.

Duan Ganyun said righteous words without blushing, and then sincerely looked at her jewel-like red pupils and pleaded.

"Alice Fair

, please,

it's for me. "

That.... Okay"

blurted out the other party's last words, and she found herself unable to refuse even if she struggled inwardly.

on the tower.

With the blue sky and white clouds and the beautiful and prosperous Cross City on the surface under the tower, Alice Phil's hands elegantly intersect.

Under the breeze.

Her dress and long silver hair fluttered in the wind.

A bard, still conjuring a canvas and pen and paper out of thin air, paints with a serious face.

"Alright!"

"Please look at the clumsy work below, which I named Alice Phil's -

Hanxiao." What

was displayed in front of her was a Q version of herself outlined in thick pencil lines, with a small upper body with wise eyes and a dull smirk.

It's like she sometimes looks at the bard named Murphy in front of her.