In the spacious living room on the top floor of Fenghuang, there are more than ten tall full-length mirrors placed along the wall, and each mirror is covered with a thick red blanket. WWW.qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo.COM
Androni was busy back and forth, with dozens of dresses of different styles and styles spread out on the ground, as well as countless shoes and jewelry.
That night, Miss Androni ransacked all clothing and jewelry stores in Cullen City.
***Rarely, he was not impatient, just waiting in silence. For her, matching clothes and jewelry was so complicated and difficult that it even took Androni and Wella a hard time choosing, before finally choosing a set of clothes for ***.
After a moment, Androni waved her hand, and the thick blanket on the mirror was lifted at the same time.
The person in the mirror is wearing a snow-white classic chiffon dress. The skirt is decorated with pleated skirts like billowing fine waves. The corners of the water-marked skirt are edged with gold threads, which only shows luxury but not flashiness.
The long skirt inherited the luxurious and extravagant style of the ancient times. Not only did the entire shoulders appear, but also a large amount of snow-white chest muscles were exposed.
A pearl necklace on the person's neck in the mirror is shining softly under the reflection of ice and snow skin. She was still barefoot under her skirt, but there was also a string of pearl anklets on her right foot.
***Looking at the dozens of people in the mirror from different angles, he seemed a little confused.
That woman with black and silver eyes, is it really... herself
She slowly spun around in the air, and the people in the mirror slowly spun around at different angles.
Androni, who was almost stunned, finally came to her senses and said, "Always keep a straight face and smile!" To know. A smiling woman is the most beautiful. "
***The corners of his mouth moved, but he did not laugh. After a moment, he sighed softly. I took a deep look in the mirror, and then slowly raised my hands, a storm as sharp as frost. Rising in the house. The mirrors, clothes, accessories and everything else she was wearing were crushed to pieces.
The blazing holy flames surged out of her body again, burning everything in the wind into nothingness.
In the fierce flames, a plain gray robe decorated with a headless angel statue grew on the body.
At this moment, the *** has returned to the coldness of an iceberg.
Androni could only sigh with great regret.
"The news from where we are waiting has arrived." *** said calmly.
Androni opened the door and saw Mazzone hurriedly climbing up to the top floor.
"This is old news from two days ago. I hope it can be of some use to you." Mazzoni said respectfully: "Two days ago, in a private house in Culun City, one of my men saw a strange silver elf coming in and out. Yes. That private house is owned by a businessman from out of town. But according to my observation, it is more like the contact point of a secret organization. They also accidentally saw a magician in strange clothes walking out of it. According to his description , that person is most likely a druid. You know, other magicians rarely wear so many leaf decorations on their bodies. But when I got the news this morning, there were already The building was empty."
Androni frowned and was about to do it.
Mazzoni was startled, and then said: "Lord Andre, I also heard some news about the Druid. In the mountains north of Culun City, it is said that the Druid has recently established a camp. It is not small. I I have been doing my best to investigate in the past two days, and I already know the general location of the camp."
As he spoke, Mazzone took out a detailed map and drew a circle with a red pen on it to mark the Druid's camp.
Androni took the map, looked at it carefully for a while, and then said: "You are very capable! Your men are well trained. I will go to this place to have a look now. If I can really find the Druid camp, I will not treat you badly. If you have any troubles in the future, you can go to Rogge of the Duchy of Are. As long as you tell me my name, he will not ignore it. "
Mazzone was overjoyed. For a small character like him who dominates the underground world of a city, if he can get Rogge as his backer. It goes without saying that the power will expand greatly in the future.
At nightfall, *** and Androni had quietly floated above the Druid camp.
The size of the Druid camp is indeed not small. With a radius of one kilometer, the camp is lined with wooden houses. Next to the camp, there is a high stone platform. It seems that Xinxin is not new. There are cleverly hidden Druid warriors stationed at various dangerous commanding heights around the camp. But no matter how they hide it, they can't hide it from *** and Androni's eyes.
The center of the camp was brightly lit, and many magicians and craftsmen were busy going back and forth, seemingly building a large magic circle. Judging from the piles of materials on the side, this magic circle costs a lot of money, but it is only a prototype at the moment and has no apparent function.
At this time, the moon has risen high.
Suddenly a huge shadow passed across the sky, completely covering the moon!
The shadow circled twice over the camp, then swooped down. As it moved, a strong wind immediately blew in the camp.
The people in the camp seemed to have become accustomed to this, and they rushed to their respective posts. Each of them had a special task to press and cover everything that was small or easy to fly.
The shadow rushed down in the blink of an eye, its huge wings suddenly stretched out, a layer of silver brilliance appeared all over its body, and it slowly landed on the stone platform.
It was a huge and mighty silver dragon!
Androni looked at it carefully for a while and asked in a low voice with uncertainty: "It seems... Isn't this Nicholas? Why is there another silver dragon? Could it be that he is also here to trouble that damn fat man? He is so good, actually He can offend so many enemies that others would be hard-pressed to find."
"It is indeed not Nicholas." *** said calmly.
This silver dragon is huge, even bigger than Nicholas in silver dragon form. It is not as elegant and calm as Nicholas, but more arrogant and majestic.
It glanced at the camp and roared, its long dragon roar echoing in the mountains: "How long are we going to have to wait for this magic circle?! Why is it being built so slowly!"
An older druid steps forward and tells Lord Cranio that we have done our best. However, it is very difficult to mine the Ice Valley Jade Crystal. In just these three days, we have heard that more than a dozen soldiers fell under the mine! It really can't go any faster. "
The silver dragon roared again: "But this place is so close to the human city. If we delay it any longer, we are likely to be discovered. With the cunning and viciousness of that humble and ugly human race, we may discover the abnormal situation here and ruin our plan!" "
The old Druid was obviously irritated by the rude attitude of the silver dragon in front of him when he commented on the human race. He retorted unceremoniously: "Our work is perfect! On the contrary, if you roar so loudly, this camp will be discovered faster."
The silver dragon was furious, its amber eyes were about to spit out flames, and it was breathing heavily. With every breath, small streams of silver flames will spurt out from the corners of his nostrils and mouth.
"Arrogant human race! How dare you speak to me so rudely!"
The old Druid said calmly: "I understand Lord Cranio's anxiety, but we have indeed tried our best. If you are not satisfied with the progress of the project, you can appeal to Lord Fury of the Sky."
Hear the name "Wrath of the Sky". Silver Dragon roared unwillingly, but this time the sound was quieter.
The old druid and the silver dragon were still arguing. The *** in the air suddenly trembled.
Androni immediately felt something was wrong with her and asked quickly: "***, what's wrong with you?"
*** She sighed quietly and whispered: "It's time for me to go back..."
Her face immediately turned cold and she killed everyone below her before going back! "
Androni slowly pulled out the starry sky and smiled: "Then you come back next time. You must come and see me!"
After saying that, her fighting spirit rose and she was about to rush down.
*** suddenly pulled Androni, put something in her palm, and said lightly: "Maybe... there will be no next time. I like this very much, so just leave it here with you! In the future... you have to remember What I asked you to do.”
Androni opened her hand and saw that in her hand was the beaded chain that was still in her neck just now. It was as cold as ice up there, just like the body temperature of a human being.
Suddenly, she felt lost.
The blazing holy flames had already enveloped the girl, and she suddenly let out a clear whistle, like a dazzling meteor, and threw it towards the silver dragon that was waving its head in horror on the stone platform!
Androni also shook the starry sky. With a piece of blue brilliance, it rushed down from the sky!
This silver dragon has agility that is disproportionate to its huge size. It spreads its wings. It slid back hundreds of meters as quickly as it was floating horizontally, barely missing the attack from the air.
The wings behind *** spread out, and the whole person changed direction in an extremely strange way, and chased after the silver dragon with great speed!
The old Druid shouted: "There are enemies!"
While moving a magic ring, his body quickly grew in size and his skin turned cyan. He saw that a terrifying steel puppet was about to take shape!
A faint, stunning blue brilliance flashed...
The old Druid's half-steel, half-human giant, which had not yet fully transformed, suddenly flew up from his body and fell far away from the camp.
In the camp, groups of blue lights appeared and disappeared. Androni held the blue starry sky in her hand, and moved like a ghost, with no rules at all. It was quite similar to the tactics she used when she first met the enemy.
Androni used the power of the Holy Domain to transport the artifact into the starry sky, and no one could stop her.
The only old druid in the entire camp who could resist her had been killed by her sneak attack. She was able to move away with one strike. The next time she appeared, she was already in another direction. Therefore, the druids were unable to encircle her and were almost at will. She slaughters.
The druids soon realized that the situation was unfavorable, and they began to gather together with shouts and shouts.
Under the faint blue light of the starry sky, Androni's charming face was as cold as ice at the moment. She has made up her mind to fight these druids to the end, now that they have caught her eye. Even if she couldn't kill them all this time, she would secretly find an opportunity to kill them all one by one!
All in all, none of these people can escape from this forest.
She also couldn't explain where her strong murderous intention came from. Perhaps it was because of ***'s line "Kill them all"; or, even more so, because of ***'s inexplicable instructions. She suddenly didn't dare to think carefully about the meaning of ***'s words. She only hoped to end this battle as soon as possible so that she could ask *** for clarity.
In the sky, the battle between *** and the silver dragon was brief, but extremely fierce. In the blink of an eye. Both sides were seriously injured.
*** almost gave up defense and flash connection, and fought head-on with the silver dragon. While she severely damaged the silver dragon with just a few blows, golden blood began to flow from the corners of her mouth.
The silver dragon roared extremely angrily. It couldn't imagine that ***'s petite body contained such tyrannical power! Now it is completely afraid of ***'s small and tender right hand. Every contact with that little hand will cause it to roar in pain that pierces the heart and lungs!
When he saw the *** stirring up his wings and rushing towards it again, the silver dragon finally became timid. It tried its best to spray out perhaps the most powerful dragon's breath in its life. As long as it was blocked for a moment, it would immediately escape.
Yes, run away!
Although it had never thought that there would be a day when it would need to escape, it could no longer care about this burning humiliation.
***Hei Feiyang rushed straight into the overwhelming dragon flames amidst the clear roar that resounded throughout the night!
That petite figure is like a fish swimming upstream in a mountain torrent...
For the first time, the gray robe could not withstand the high temperature of the silver dragon flame and began to burn. However, the silver light in her eyes never dimmed at all.
In an instant, *** had already rushed to the huge mouth of the silver dragon that was still spitting out dragon breath endlessly!
She raised her right hand and punched the silver dragon on the nose!
The silver dragon roared with earth-shaking pain! It kept rolling in the air, and large swaths of silver dragon flames fell like rain, burning many druids in the camp who could not escape.
"Cranio, I want to see Cranio..." The silver dragon's almost groan-like roar echoed in the mountain peaks. Its wings flapped, drawing a silver trail in the air, and disappeared into the northern sky in the blink of an eye.
*** stood quietly, and the holy flame suddenly poured out of her uncontrollably! The silver light in her eyes gradually dimmed, like a fallen leaf, slowly falling.
"***!" Androni shouted at the top of her lungs!
She only felt the overwhelming pain in her heart, which was so painful that she could hardly breathe...
The sad, lonely figure had fallen halfway, turned into a piece of light and shadow, and then returned to nothingness.
In the world of death, a pair of delicate hands intertwined with gold and blue patterns caught the slowly falling petite body.
"***, are you finally willing to go home?"
The wind is howling.
A silver meteor streaked across the sky faster than the wind.
It entered forests and plains and flew over great distances. Finally, I saw a stone forest appearing on the horizon.
The huge body of the silver dragon drew a curved arc in the sky, falling diagonally towards the stone forest.
In the center of the stone forest is a large open space. This was originally a forest of stone trees, but now these towering stone pillars have been torn down and broken, creating a square. In the square, hundreds of people were busy, carving criss-crossing lines on the flat ground.
It seems that a huge magic circle is also being built here.
There is a high stone platform in the north of the square, on which sits an elegant silver dragon. There was a hint of anxiety in its amber eyes as it stared at the busy crowd in the square. Compared with other silver dragons, its body is much more slender and graceful, and its silver body has large blue patterns. Unlike other silver dragons, it has a long blue dragon horn in the middle of its head. With every swing of the faucet's head, clusters of blue halos will be left in the air for a long time.
It suddenly felt something and turned its head to look into the sky, just in time to see the silver body rolling down.
With a roar, the seriously injured silver dragon fell headlong to the edge of the high platform, and its huge body collapsed half of the stone platform. The huge pain in the body caused it to twitch painfully, and the huge scales still attached to the flesh and blood fell off piece by piece. Its eyes were fixed on the silver dragon on the stone platform, and it struggled to turn over, but its four claws were weak and it couldn't hold it up several times. The body of the silver dragon slumped down on the stone platform, and large clouds of silver-blue light mist rose from its body. It was urgently using dragon language magic to try to save the lives of its companions.
Accompanied by the roar of the dragon, white light beams wrapped with light blue bands fell on the seriously injured silver dragon several times, but its injuries did not improve at all.
The silver dragon groaned heavily and said with difficulty: "Dear Cranio, there is no need... there is no need to try again. I just want to... see you for the last time. It's okay."
Finally... arrived. "
The silver dragon Craneo once again used dragon language magic, but it still had no effect. She had no choice but to gently help the silver dragon turn over to ease its pain.
"Gu Emperor, who hurt you like this and why?"
"Silver... The devil with silver eyes has appeared. My dear... Cranio, be careful! The Dragon God's oracle... is coming true one by one. Unfortunately... I failed to guard the magic circle."
Cranio gently rubbed his head against the ancient emperor's huge dragon head, and then discovered in surprise. Its skull had been broken into hundreds of pieces. It all depends on him using his last bit of strength to maintain his shape.
"The Ancient Emperor... doesn't have that magic circle. The most we can do is spend some more time. Why... why do you have to stick to it!?"
Large streams of dragon blood began to pour out of the corners of the Silver Dragon Ancient Emperor's mouth. It smiled bitterly and said: "I want to escape... but in front of that silver-eyed devil... I can't escape. We have violated the Dragon God's oracle. , now... the curse is being realized one by one. Dear Cranio, you are a prophet... your understanding of the Dragon God's oracle is far better than mine... But, for the sake of Nicholas, are you willing to give up your faith and give up Moonlight Dragon City? ?Your efforts...will be in vain..."
Cranio was stunned for a moment. She looked at the unstoppable blood in Gu Di's mouth. For a moment, she who had stood unyieldingly in front of the Dragon God felt the pain of being completely powerless!
The ancient emperor's voice gradually lowered: "Actually, the answer... I know. Didn't I give up Moonlight Dragon City for you? After I die, you can use my body to complete this magic circle! Nicholas is a genius . No matter how hard I try... I still... can't catch up with him... Clara... Neo... "
The sky is overcast and raining.
In the endless lightning and thunder, the desolate and sad dragon's roar echoed between the heaven and the earth for a long time.
The world of death.
Desolation, loneliness, and lifelessness are the eternal themes of this world.
But at this moment, in this dead desert, there is a small oasis.
The oasis is not of this world. But it still appeared, at the top of a mountain.
The never-ending winds of the world of death have arrived. It turned into a gentle breeze, as if there was an invisible hand controlling it.
At the top of the mountain, there are green grass, towering ancient villages, and a bright lake like a mirror.
In the middle of the crystal clear lake water, there floats a jade platform carved from white jade. Around the jade platform, dozens of lifelike angels with different expressions are carved. It's just unclear how many stories these reliefs tell.
On the jade platform, a woman was lying quietly. Her eyes were closed tightly, as if she was sleeping peacefully.
The silky black was spread under her body, and there was a faint brilliance flowing slowly on it. If you look at them for a long time, you will feel as if these threads have a life of their own.
This oasis is actually very small.
There are only three or four trees, and the lake is only ten meters in diameter. If it weren't for its beauty and tranquility, perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it a pond.
But just because of the sleeping woman, everything became different. As long as there is a place with her, not to mention the exquisite lakeside landscape, even the desert will be like a fairyland.
Picturesque.
The world in the painting, no matter how exquisite it is, is always missing a trace of life, except for the sleeping woman.
There were no flying crows in the village, and no fish swimming in the water. Among the green and slender grass, there are no butterflies dancing or insects humming. Even the leaves swaying in the breeze and the grass swaying slightly, if you look at them for a long time, you will find that they are all mechanically swaying according to a pattern.
This is indeed a world in a painting, an exquisite but lifeless world. Except…
The beautiful woman sleeping.
Wella looked at the world in the painting for a long time before sighing.
Gregory floated behind her. He also looked at an oasis that should not belong to the world of death at all. The long-winded Bone Dragon was silent for a long time, and then said: "Master Wella, this lake is indeed very beautiful. But why do I always feel that these trees and grass are fake?"
Wella sighed: "Of course it's fake. Even if I make the appearance perfect, I can't bind their souls and living things... Is this the difference between me and God? Rodriguez, you are amazing ah… "
Bone Dragon immediately said: "But Master Weina, you are already a god. Then Brother Rodriguez is just a necromancer. If he hadn't taken advantage of others' danger, how could he be your opponent? Besides, Well, the status difference between gods and necromancers is absolutely true in heaven and earth! The most important point is that he is just a skeleton, and your beauty is the best in all planes... "
Wella said with a bit of laughter and tears: "I am just a piece of armor now. Compared with Rodriguez, I am not much better."
"Master Wella, your 'Demon Lotus' is the most beautiful work of art I have ever seen in my life! And there are so many skeletons here, not even ten million, but some of them are several million.
What's so strange about that? "
Wella smiled lightly. Ligaoli, you still can't understand the difference between me and Rodriguez! If you really want to understand, then increase your strength as soon as possible. "
Seeing that the flattery worked, Gregory immediately said: "Master Wella. You are going to come there anyway. Wouldn't it be much easier to choose a new body? Why bother to take this body to the wasteland?" What? Let Master *** take care of such trivial matters! Master ***, is she... is she okay? "
Wella said coldly: "Gregory, you are very loyal!"
Grigori was so frightened that he almost fell from the air, and his words were unclear: "Master Wella... but... I am only loyal to you. You are the beauty here... "
"Enough!" Wella drank it off. "Don't forget what my domain ability is. Tell me now. Should you choose to be loyal to me or to ***?"
Bone Dragon's eyes went back and forth between *** and Weina several times. He was struggling in his heart, and he really didn't know what to say.
Wella suddenly smiled! Gregory, I'm just scaring you, you don't need to answer this question. "
Her eyes fell on the sleeping *** again. The joy in his tone gradually faded, and he said faintly: "As for the stupid thing, let her sleep a little longer. I want to go to that world once, and you can guard this place."
The Bone Dragon was startled... What if the kings came
I can't deal with them alone! "
Wella said coldly: "I just don't care about them now, how can they dare to approach here? If they have the courage, I will let them howl in the holy flames of heaven for a thousand years!"
After hearing this, the Bone Dragon, who was still mostly an undead creature, suddenly felt empathy and felt that every bone in his body ached.
At this moment, Rogge had made his triumphant return and was having a night drink with Hughes, Froya and the newly surrendered Redbud Butterfly in the Latvian palace.
The fat man was wearing a wide robe and looked relaxed and relaxed. While he was drinking, he chatted with Redbud Butterfly about how the principality's army should be trained in the future. Fatty intentionally or unintentionally inquired about the situation of Hanyue Camp, from the staffing, the selection of facilities, to the training time and content. Redbud Butterfly was obviously very hesitant to answer these questions, but the few answers she reluctantly gave Rogge some inspiration. The fat man is not in a hurry. Anyway, there will be plenty of time in the future, so he will naturally have the opportunity to ask everything.
While drinking and chatting, Rogge was mentally calculating how to kill Xia Shang so that he could win over the people and change the people's view of him without chilling the hearts of other nobles. After all, there are intricate marriage relationships among the nobles, which affect the whole body, not to mention that he is planning to kill more people.
It was a pleasant night. The only flaw was that there was a trace of blood-red moonlight in the darkness, which looked very strange.
In this late summer and early autumn season, the night should have retained the heat of the day. But Rogge suddenly felt that the temperature around him was plummeting, as cold as the depth of winter! He thought it was a temporary misunderstanding, but the wine in the glass had already formed a thin layer of ice! Look around again. Froya and Xiu Si both wrapped their clothes tightly, and the lips of the Redbud Butterfly began to turn blue.
In the cold mist, the beautiful demon lotus stepped out of the mist.
Wella looked at the peaceful scene of singing and dancing in front of her, stretched out her left hand and clenched it into a fist.
The table with food and wine suddenly exploded into a ball of dust, and the wine glasses, knives and forks in the hands of the four people also exploded into a ball of mist.
The killer has always reacted quickly, so Hughes had already stepped aside. And Froya's reaction was not slow either. He immediately moved a magic shield to protect his whole body. Only the redbud butterfly's face was pale, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of its mouth. It was obvious that it had been injured.
"Roger!" Wella pointed at the fat man and shouted: "If you can't withstand my attack, then you can die!"
Rogge's expression changed greatly, but he said nothing. He suddenly threw off his long robe, revealing his fat body.
Rogge is well aware of the police's style of hitting whenever he says, so he doesn't dare to ignore it at all. The fat all over his body was squirming crazily, tiny scales appeared faintly, and a dragon head appeared and disappeared behind him. In the blink of an eye, he was one foot taller. He looked like a demon that had just stepped out of the abyss, indescribably ferocious and terrifying.
An invisible force field quietly enveloped the entire garden for a moment. Everything was dozens of times heavier, the flowers and trees broke and fell, and the rockery collapsed!
The redbud butterfly has sat down on the ground and cannot get up again. Froya's magic shield flickered on and off, obviously struggling to support it, but she bit her lower lip and stared at Wella. There are countless indescribable and unexplained things in his eyes. Hughes once again moved the 'Lianyunsuo'. He entered that state of being unable to move again.
Under the endless pressure, Rogge's legs weakened and he almost fell to his knees. He roared wildly, his whole body's joints crackled, and he slowly stood up again! His eyes had turned silver. Stare at Wella.
Rogge suddenly roared again, and large waves of silver light surged out of his body. Pieces of light armor were formed, protecting his entire body.
The fat man grabbed his left hand, and there was a light shield in his hand. He raised his right hand high, and a spinning light blade appeared out of thin air, flying towards Wella with a breathtaking roar!
Wella was quite surprised. She had no idea that Rogge could hold on and attack her actively!
Pieces of light blades were generated in Roggefang's hands, drawing different trajectories and attacking Wella.
Wei Na sneered, and the demon lotus suddenly became blurry. Dozens of silver light knives that were whirling around seemed to have suddenly lost their target, deflecting one by one and flying past the demon lotus.
The silver light in Rogge's eyes fluctuated for a while. The torrent of attacks just now almost exhausted his mental energy. Unexpectedly, they seemed to be attacking a non-existent phantom, which made him unspeakably sad. He also had to be supported by Wella's gravity, so although the battle was only a matter of seconds, he was almost exhausted.
"What a waste!" Wella said coldly.
Rogge's expression changed, and he silently threw down the light shield. When the light shield fell halfway, it turned into little streams and dissipated.
He slowly closed his hands and began to chant the incantation with all his concentration. This spell was surprisingly long, and Rogge seemed to be struggling with every word he uttered. The eyes of the dragon head behind him also lit up, and the dragon's mouth opened and closed, seeming to be silently reciting the same mantra.
A shadow slowly appeared in Rogge's hands, gradually lengthened, and gradually took the shape of a sword.
This sword exuded an inexplicable aura that was like needle pricks. The redbud butterfly was already trembling under this aura, unable to resist at all. She was horrified, never expecting that this fat man who looked mediocre could have such strength!
Perhaps in a true one-on-one situation, the elders in the Presbyterian Church may not be able to defeat this fat man with an unattractive appearance! So she thought.
Redbud Butterfly sighed secretly. She always thought that the fat man only climbed up through despicable means. If this mysterious and powerful woman hadn't forced him tonight, perhaps Rogge would have continued to hide his true strength.
Froya had already recognized the magic that Rogge was casting, and was immediately shocked.
"Blade of Mork?" Wella said coldly: "Are you using this magic because you think you can't die quickly enough?"
She weakly grabbed Rogge with her left hand, and with a bang, the light armor on Rogge suddenly shattered, and half of the magic was interrupted. Wella used her slender hand again, and the magical energy that had lost control and was rushing towards Rogge changed direction and rushed towards her instead.
Wella made a fist with her square hand and punched away the magic flow.
The silver light in Rogge's eyes faded, and his body returned to its normal state. Fortunately, the force field that enveloped the entire garden had dissipated at this time. Otherwise, if he was close to collapse now, how would he be able to hold on
Wella's eyes swept over Froya, Bauhinia Butterfly and Hughes one by one, and said coldly: "I have something to say to him, you all should leave!"
Her eyes briefly glanced at Froya and Redbud Butterfly, but they stayed on Hughes for a particularly long time. The eyes on the devil's mask flickered on and off very regularly.
Hughes's 'refuge' failed at this moment, and he immediately said: "I won't disturb Mr. *** and Mr. Rogge from reminiscing about their old relationship..."
Before he finished speaking, the figure of the old fox had disappeared outside the garden.
Wella was slightly surprised, but her eyes immediately fell on Rogge, and she said calmly: "Are you dissatisfied with me forcing you like this?"
Roger snorted.
Wella's tone was slightly softer, and she sighed softly: "If one day I die too, and your strength is limited, how can one person deal with so many strong men?"
Rogge was stunned. How could he die? "
Wella said calmly: "How can there be an existence in this world that will never die
Let's not talk about this anymore. I came to you to ask you to help me with something. "
"What's up?"
Wei Na's tone became colder and colder, as cold as the howling wind in the ancient glacier: "You think of a way to inform those dragons that I want to challenge the Silver Dragon King of Moonlight Dragon City! If Moonlight Dragon City does not dare to challenge, then they will Just give me the label of 'Superior Dragon Clan'!" (Quanben Novel Network www.qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo.com)