Could it be... that I traveled through time
In addition to the mirror placed at the head of the bed, which was obviously in a bad feng shui position, Shi Yu also found three books next to it.
Shi Yu picked it up and took a look. The title of the book instantly made him silent.
"A Must-Have Animal Breeding Manual for Novice Breeders"
Postpartum care for pets
"Guide to the Evaluation of Alien Animal Ear Girls"
Shi Yu:
The titles of the first two books are normal, but what’s wrong with the last one
"cough."
Shi Yu's eyes became serious and he stretched out his hand, but his arm soon became stiff.
Just as he was about to open the third book to see what it was, his brain suddenly felt a sharp pain and a large number of memories flooded back like a tide.
Icefield City.
Pet animal breeding base.
Internship pet breeder. The website is about to close, download the iReader app to provide you with the original god of the fox, not the raccoon dog, I am the winter envoy
Beastmaster
Chapter 380 The Witch Who Won't Cry
The lady is a person with a very strong self-esteem. She always seems to be superior, even in front of her colleagues.
That is to say, he will be more restrained when facing the Queen.
beg
It was even more bizarre to hear such words coming out of her mouth than Bai Luo inviting Tartaglia to dinner but ending up paying for it himself.
But the only person in this world who can make her put aside her self-esteem and pride is probably Rustam, right
After all, she was willing to burn her life for the other person.
Just self-respect.
As long as she could get him back, even if it was just to see him again, she would be willing to pay any price.
Rosalyn released flames, but there were more reasons for that than anger.
She believed Bai Luo's words, but not completely.
As long as we put in the effort to investigate, we will definitely be able to find out something about her and Rustam.
She suspected that Bai Luo was playing a joke on her, but she desperately hoped that what he said was true.
Even if it's fake, I hope it's true
But as Bai Luo touched her forehead with his hand, the last bit of doubt in her heart disappeared.
The most intimate contact she had with the knight she loved was their first encounter in the square.
As she was singing, she noticed the knight's frown and subconsciously reached out to smooth it out.
And only the two of them knew about this action.
Since then, they often "encountered" each other in the square.
I still remember that when I told him that I was going to the College of Evangelicals for further studies, the knight did not show any reluctance, but when he left, he forgot his beloved sword in the square.
Facing the careless knight, she was not angry, but felt somewhat happy instead.
Because she knew what this sword meant to the knight.
The fact that he could ignore his beloved sword was enough to prove that he had occupied enough space in his heart.
That night, she slept all night holding the other person's sword.
Before leaving, the knight appeared in front of her with a face full of stubble.
She returned the other party's lost sword to him, and he gave her a water clock that he had made specially for her.
"When the timer completes one week, it's time for you to return."
The knight said so.
He had only given away timepieces twice in his life.
The first time was when I gave the hourglass to my best friend the Lion of Light when I was a child, and this is the second time.
It’s also the last time.
When the two exchanged the items in their hands, she playfully pinched the other's big hand.
Even through the armor, the knight named Wolf Cub still blushed.
But when the timer was over and she returned to her hometown, the person who gave her the timepiece had become food for disaster.
The girl's time ends here, and the Flame Witch's destruction begins.
What flows in the water clock is no longer the girl's longing, but the years that the witch dedicated to the flame.
Did Rosalyn cry
Maybe
But it was not hot tears that wet her cheeks.
But it is the water stains left after the ice melted.
Because five hundred years ago, she had shed all her tears.
The witch who burned herself has no heart and cannot cry.
She squatted on the ground helplessly, protecting the seemingly fragile iris flower that had finally been delivered to her after five hundred years.
Her scattered hair hung on the ground in a mess, and faint sobbing sounds could be heard between the hair.
But no matter how hard she sobbed, not a single tear fell.
For her who has transformed into a witch, even crying is a luxury.
Perhaps at this moment, she is no longer the executive lady that everyone fears.
Nor was she the dreaded Witch of Fire that the bards spoke of.
But it was the girl who had burned herself to death five hundred years ago.
Bai Luo looked at the naked Rosaline, and subconsciously looked at Ji Ana who was staring at the side and gesturing at something in front of her.
Never mind, her clothes are too small and Rosalyn probably can’t wear them.
My own clothes? Not even possible.
It’s not that he’s stingy.
Once his clothes were bound to his profession, they were essentially bound to him.
In close range, it may be possible to send it out temporarily.
Just like when he lent the dagger to Cole.
But if he walks away, the clothes will automatically return to him.
Rosalyn would surely be naked again by then.
If that happened, he felt that Rosalyn would hunt him to the ends of the earth.
He pulled the tablecloth off the table and draped it over Rosalyn.
"I'm going back to Mond first. Remember to contact me if you have anything."
Patting her smooth shoulder, Bai Luo said softly.
If he stayed, perhaps some wonderful misunderstandings would happen, but Bai Luo didn't have that idea.
At times like this, just leave her alone.
Besides, with Ji Ana by my side, there’s no chance of any misunderstanding.
"Stop looking and go home."
Bai Luo slapped Jiana on the head, who was staring at him blankly, and spoke in a tone of hatred for her lack of resistance.
Although it's a little smaller, you still have that thing. You'll have plenty of time to look at it when you go home and take off your clothes.
"Oh! OK... OK."
Jiana agreed verbally, but as she followed Bai Luo away, she still looked back every three steps.
It wasn't until Bai Luo grabbed the collar at the back of her neck and pulled her out that he stopped.
He called his trusted students and asked them to guard the room and not let anyone in until the lady came out. Only then did he leave the ruins.
On the way, Jiana still looked dazed.
From time to time, she stretched out her hands and pretended to hold two watermelons in front of her, with a look of confusion on her face.
After hesitating for a long time, she looked at the executive officer in front of her.
"Sir, isn't it tiring for her to carry so much fat?"
"... ..."
Jiana's question made Bai Luo pause.
The former once again bumped into his back unexpectedly.
However, compared with before, this time he was obviously more experienced. He actually knew to adjust his glasses first and raised the light in his hand to be alert to the situation around him.
"So you were staring at it just now because you were thinking about this question?"
Bai Luo looked at his "elite monster" follower and asked in disbelief.
He originally thought that the lady's F-level charm was enough to seduce the same sex.
But you are considering whether that thing is heavy or not
Well, it's my fault. I shouldn't have used my dirty mind to infer your innocent heart.
I apologize.
"This is the so-called pain of growing up. When you grow to a certain stage, you may not think about whether you are tired or not. You may worry more about why your shoulders are sore, or... why you are not that big."
Bai Luo casually stroked the ear-like decoration on her head and said meaningfully.
As for Jiana, she hugged her head in grievance and secretly glanced at the executive officer in front of her.
"I don't want it that big. It looks ugly."
Volcano Literature
Chapter 381 Wind Dragon Ruins
"boom-"
The scorching flames burned out the last bit of the Abyss Mage's strength.
Its furry body fell to the ground slightly weakly, and after rolling a few times, it finally came to a stop.
But when it struggled to stand up, a huge sword appeared in front of it.
"What's that barrier like? How do we get in?"
There were still traces of burning on the big sword, and the sharp blade was less than one centimeter away from the neck of the Abyss Mage.
If the furry little guy moves a little more, he might get cut.
"Hehehe... You don't know, and you can't get through!"
The Abyss Mage was much tougher than Diluk had imagined. He clenched the staff in his hand and taunted.
"Then I can only say goodbye."
The flames attached to the greatsword again, and Diluk grabbed the hilt and was about to chop it down.