"If you kill him, the Council and the Holy Alliance will not let you go," said Lax, a blonde girl. "And don’t you just want to know where your sister went?"
"You know?" Tyrone leaned forward and withdrew a little. He actually didn’t want to threaten Chen Senran by challenging the majesty of the parliament and the sacred alliance.
I don’t know.
"When you were waving at me," Tyrone’s voice grew cold and tried to break away from Lax’s hand.
"But I can ask him that we demacia have an agreement with him," explained the blonde girl at once. "Besides, I have written to my brother and he will come at once."
After listening to the first half of the words, Tyrone has taken back his steps. After hearing the second half, the whole person rushed forward again. This time, he made great efforts. If Lax hadn’t tightened, he would have directly dragged him to the ground.
"I don’t need your brother’s help to save my own sister." Tyrone sensed the girl’s situation and tried to make her give up.
"You let go. I don’t want to say it again. My patience is running out."
The girl seems to feel that the cold-faced killer is determined to pull the cloak loose.
Tyrone breathed a sigh of relief. He didn’t know if he would really throw the girl directly if she didn’t let go. Probably … Yes.
"Don’t go, ok …" The girl still didn’t give up, but seemed to know that she couldn’t persuade the other party. The voice became weaker and weaker, and finally she said, "Just … I beg you."
Think of it as … I beg you to take a step forward. Tyrone is like a thunder.
Lux, who had given up, found that the cold-faced killer had stopped and was disappointed. Her little face floated with a sweet smile. She ran a few steps forward and some happily grabbed each other’s blue cloak again, but she didn’t know what to say at the moment.
"You just …" Tyrone licked his dry lips. "What did you say?"
"Ah?" At this moment, Lax remembered how embarrassing she had just said. Suddenly, she blushed and faltered. Finally, she was able to change the topic "Nothing … Did you agree to that?"
"Well," Tyrone didn’t know what to say and felt dizzy … I promised her that I would rely on the bastard who took my sister to help … What did I do?
"That … you invite me to dinner." The girl suddenly said.
"Well," Tyrone is still blaming himself and casually agreed to come. Wait, what’s on me?
Thinking like this, I turned around and saw Lux’s smiling face suddenly silent. He put away his iron blade and walked back.
Chen Senran never said a word, but he was flirting with the little children from a distance. In fact, he was killed at the moment Tyrone broke out, but then when he looked at the men and women, he somehow remembered little Annie’s killing heart.
Through the conversation between the two, he probably knew what it was. Is it Katrina’s brother?
And that girl should be a demasian. Who is her brother?
It seems that something interesting is going to happen again. Chen Senran walks in the opposite direction in the face of the sun. Now he wants to go back to the room by the Blue Moon Lake, but the little girl is waiting for her dinner. Is it nice to live with her for the first night?
The spring wind continues to blow far away, and the girl talks to the killer.
"Don’t ask others casually … that’s not good."
"Um … wait, when did I beg you? I didn’t ask you … What do you think a noble and beautiful person like me would do … "
The sunset is just right.
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There was another drizzling spring rain in the Night War College.
When the rain came, a carriage with a sick young man drove out of the city gate and headed for Pieterwoff.
When the rain came, a circus broke into the big cage of the War College from the rain curtain.
When the rain came, a letter to the north rushed out of the city gate with a fast horse.
When the rain came, Chen Senran was busy cooking dinner for little Annie. Tyrone and Lax were eating steak in a restaurant, and Master Yi and Sun Wu stepped out of the ground after drinking the last glass of wine.
In this rain, people come and go, some people go to their destiny, some people rush to their destiny, some people enjoy ordinary time, and some people are likely to die forever and never see the spring flowers next year.
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Second watch
Thanks to the voting brother, I found a little feeling.
Thank you. I hope everyone can speak more and tell me. Hey, man, I’m looking at you.
So I won’t feel like I’m talking to myself.
Page sixty-six Bitter sea sends you to hell
The rain fell from the sky over the strong voodoo and struck the granite mountain with a stinking smell, causing unpleasant slight corrosion, and then washed along the mottled eroded water channel to those dilapidated granite buildings.
It’s a rainy night in Noxas
The old city, which is in disrepair, is crumbling in corrosive acid rain. There are only a few magic lights on the streets that have not been completely destroyed by years. The patrol team is lazy and complaining about the ghost weather while yawning to discuss which pub to go to for drinks after the shift change.
Only the highest peak of the granite mountain, the Supreme Military Council of Knoxas, the military department, has escaped the influence of voodoo and enjoyed the baptism of beautiful spring rain.
Modeling classical magic lights shine brightly in every corner of this building on the highest mountain. The bright yellow lights illuminate every detail of this former Noxas Palace. Those carved on the walls of the main hall built by picking white stones, swords and shields are embossed. There are a large number of white stone columns. In front of the white stone columns, the broad white stone square square is carved with obsidian to form a prancing horse. Once the first emperor of Noxas Empire,
The drizzle hit this ancient obsidian statue and slid all the way over his head. He glared and opened his resolute face. He was rough and wild, and his crotch was brighter than the mighty war horse. The iron emperor who had been enemies in the sky was like resurrection, and he took him to the next world with all his fighting spirit from hell.

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