第115章 第一百一十五章（2 / 2）

“您还记得吗，陛下。”莫拉格露出怀念的神情，“当年我们一起入会，一起吃点心，一起看蘑菇小人和炫光迷彩……”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5a6J5pav6Im+5bCU5Y2V5omL5om26aKd77yM5LuW5b2T54S26K6w5b6X44CC6YKj5pe25YCZ5LuW5a+56a2U55WM6aOf54mp55qE6ICQ5Y+X5LiN5L2z77yM5LqO5piv55eb5LiL5Yaz5b+D77yM5omT566X5Lul5q+S5pS75q+S77yM5q+F54S25Yqg5YWl55S76aOO5aWH5oCq55qE5q+S54K55b+D56CU56m25Y2P5Lya77yM55Sa6Iez5piv5bCK6LS155qE5Yib5aeL5Lya5ZGY44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

安斯艾尔单手扶额，他当然记得。那时候他对魔界食物的耐受不佳，于是痛下决心，打算以毒攻毒，毅然加入画风奇怪的毒点心研究协会，甚至是尊贵的创始会员。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6LCB6IO95oOz5Yiw5ZGi77yf6L+Z5Y+q5piv5LiA5Liq5Y+v5oCc55qE6IKg6IOD6ISG5byx55qE5aSp5L2/77yM5Li65a6M576O5Lyq6KOF5oiQ5oG26a2U6ICM5YGa55qE5Yqq5Yqb5LmL5LiA572i5LqG77yBPC9wPg=='));</script>

谁能想到呢？这只是一个可怜的肠胃脆弱的天使，为完美伪装成恶魔而做的努力之一罢了！<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6ICM546w5Zyo77yM5LuW6Zi05beu6Ziz6ZSZ5b2T5LiK6a2U546L77yM5b2T5bm054Ot54ix5q+S54K55b+D55qE5Lya5ZGY5Lus77yM5Lmf5pWj6JC95Zyo5Lic5Z+f5ZCE6KGM5ZCE5Lia77yM5oiQ5Li65aOw5ZCN6L+c5oms55qE5Lq654mp77yM5Li65bu66K6+576O5aW95Lic5Z+f6ICM5LiN5oeI5aWL5paX44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

而现在，他阴差阳错当上魔王，当年热爱毒点心的会员们，也散落在东域各行各业，成为声名远扬的人物，为建设美好东域而不懈奋斗。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5a+55LqG77yM6I6r5ouJ5qC844CC4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

“对了，莫拉格。”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6L+95b+G5a6M6L6J54WM6L+H5Y6777yM5Y+I5o6l5LiL5q+S54K55b+D56CU56m25Y2P5Lya55qE5bm05pyr6IGa6aSQ6YKA6K+377yM5a6J5pav6Im+5bCU5byA5Y+j6YGT44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

追忆完辉煌过去，又接下毒点心研究协会的年末聚餐邀请，安斯艾尔开口道。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5oiR5pyJ5Lu25LqL5oOz5ouc5omY5L2g44CC4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

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