However, this is the territory of the Vanir Clan, Vanaheim.

Why is Thor here?

Is it for the Sword of Victory?

Damn it, such a big obsession?"

Cai Gen's teeth were sore after hearing this, and he couldn't help but have a lot of misplaced emphasis in his heart.

"Isn't Thor's hammer coming at your fingertips, no matter where it is?

Why can't giants see the male and female in a wedding dress?

Thor, God of Thunder, likes small skirts. Is this an exception or is it a bloodline inheritance? Is it a commonality among Odin’s lineage?

If the Sword of Victory is a sure-win attribute, why don't you hold such an artifact in your own hand?

Luoji, did you ask Thor to dress up as a cross-dresser? Was it a plan or a deliberate move to induce his fetish for small skirts?

besides"

Luo Ji was completely dumbfounded. He looked at Cai Gen in a strange way. What kind of emphasis is this?

"Brother, I'm convinced. I don't know. I'm a fool. I don't understand anything. Please don't ask me."

"Luoji, I saw you, grandson, if you dare to show your face, you big traitor, I will kill you."

Thor, who was on the top of the mountain, either because of his good eyesight or because he sensed Loki's aura, suddenly roared.

He raised Mjolnir high and inadvertently fluttered the lace on his cuffs, which was very elegant.
Chapter completed!