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He was about to pay the businessman. Suddenly, a tall woman with a black cloak of almost 1.7 meters appeared next to him. She rushed in front of him and threw a few gold coins in front of the businessman, pressing her throat, pretending to be hoarse. 'S voice said: "Magicweave cloth, I want it all."

Robb: "Hey! Did you grab it like this?"

He was about to protest. The woman turned her head, facing him, and raised her head gently from a small angle. In that short instant, her beautiful face was revealed under the hood, Robb’s The protest was taken back in an instant, and it became a classic sentence: "Wow!"

The person here is of course Miss Queen. She only raised her head for a moment, then lowered her head and hid her face between her hood: "Don’t wow, whenever you make this sound, I think Suck a piece of bacon roasted in oil on your face."

Robb: "Okay, then I won't wow for the time being. When you wow in the water polo, you can't smoke it, but now face to face, maybe you really get a piece of bacon..."

The queen’s icy face couldn’t help but a hint of laughter, but fortunately, she lowered her head and covered her face with a hood. She didn’t have to worry about being seen by others, she just needed to have no smile in her tone: "You understand. it is good."

Robb said, "Aren't you busy with government affairs during the day? Why are you in the mood to follow me all the time, and even voluntarily ran out to grab my magic cloth."

The queen expressed no pressure on his complaints: "Talking to the local lord is also part of the government affairs. I can take a little time to deal with it. As for this cloth, I think it looks pretty. If I want to buy a dress, I just leave. Come here and spend money to buy it, what's the problem?"

Robb clapped his hands and laughed: "It is reasonable and convincing."

After finishing speaking, the queen stood beside Robb with a very natural movement, and she became walking side by side. A man with a black cloak emerged from the side not knowing where she carried the magic cloth cloth, and then looked like a spirit behind. 'S followed the queen.

Robb turned his head and took a look, and recognized that the man carrying the cloth was actually the No.42 Necromancer. He had occupied the original stone canyon, but was captured by three adventurers together with his apprentice and put on the ceiling fan. Xing, then Robb released him, gave him candy, and taught him to make popsicles... Let Miss Queen go further on the road to getting fat.

He and Robb had known each other too much, and seeing Robb's eyes turned around, he actually nodded to Robb, which was regarded as a greeting.

Robb didn't ask for that roll of magicweave cloth anymore. He raised his foot and continued to walk forward. The queen naturally walked side by side with him, Sofala pulled Lallian, and the two maids took a few steps back consciously.

The group of people bowed their heads and covered their faces with hoods, looking like a group of black ghosts walking across the street.However, this kind of shopping did not arouse the suspicion of ordinary passers-by. After all, many of the mages and priests in the dark chapel adopt such attire. There are often such people walking on the street, which seems to be normal.

"Are you sure we go shopping in this way?" Robb whispered.

"I think it's very good, very unique!" said the queen.

Chapter 556 You have a chance to stabb me countless knives

The two walked across the long street without saying a few words.

When I didn’t meet, the queen thought about having countless things to say when meeting Robb, but now walking side by side, Miss Queen, who is usually able to speak, found that she was a bit poor and she couldn’t find anything to say. On the topic, she didn't know that most netizens all over the world would meet this way, and only a few of them could get out of this vicious circle.

She actually complained about herself in her heart: aren't you able to talk very often?Why are you dumb when you see this man?

It turned out that Robb found the topic first: "What happened to the east war?"

"Stuck!" The queen sighed: "Although it occupied the righteous name, it was like a broken bamboo at first, but it turned into a war of attrition in the end."

"Really? I guessed it." Robb said, "War, after all, it is national power. No small means are as important as national power. I think back then, when a certain army attacked a certain port, it was very prestigious at first. It seemed like it was going to win, but after the opponent reacted, the shipyards on the west coast started construction together, and the battleship aircraft carrier was thrown into the Pacific like dumplings. In a blink of an eye, the overall situation was reversed, and a certain army could only lose out."

The queen wondered: "What kind of country or war are you alluding to? I have checked all the war history in my mind, but none of them are right."

"Ah, I didn't insinuate anything." Robb said: "Just talking nonsense."

The queen squinted, trying to complain, but let it go.

While they were talking, the two walked to a small high platform in the city. From here, they could overlook the streetscape of the half way to the light. Robb saw from a distance what ceremony seemed to be going on in the Dark Chapel. Countless priests and nuns were dressed in black. The robe was carrying something that looked like a coffin towards the cemetery.

"What's wrong with that?" Robb asked.

The queen said indifferently: "More than a month ago, the archbishop of the Dark Chapel was conspired by the assassins sent by the Holy See of Light. They put the body in the coffin and reported to the pope to see if the pope was willing to resurrect the archbishop. The messenger came and went. Yes, one month was gone. I didn’t get the news until a few days ago. The pope said that the archbishop is very old and will not live for a few years after he is resurrected. And this guy’s fighting power seems to be average, so the pope won’t fight him. My body is losing my magic power, and I don’t even bother to reincarnate the dead. Therefore, the bishops and nuns are planning to bury the archbishop and wait for the archbishop appointed by the Holy See."

More than a month ago?It immediately occurred to Robb that when he called on a certain day, he felt the murderous intent from Miss Queen, and that day, Miss Queen also hinted that he would beware of someone plotting against him.

Robb asked in a low voice, "Did you kill it?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" The queen said expressionlessly, "As a psychic wizard of the Dark Church and a loyal servant of the Dark God, how can I kill the Archbishop? I am sending out a large number of spies to catch assassins."

"It seems that this assassin can't be caught." Robb said in a meaningful tone: "I just want to ask, did the archbishop die because he wanted to deal with me?"

The queen remained expressionless: "I don't know such a thing, God knows why he was killed."

"Okay." Robb said: "My new light vatican in Westwind Town has already attracted the terror of the dark vatican."

Queen: "Don't try, because temptation is useless, I really don't know anything."

"Well, well, you don't know anything, so I don't even want to ask anything." Robb whispered: "Thank you."

"Thank me for what?"

"Nothing, just thank you for playing!"

After speaking, Robb added: "Don't worry, no one can assassinate me, even if I'm not wary of it."

"Where did this strange confidence come from?" The queen whispered: "I heard that you were stabbed dozens of times by a female assassin in the desert kingdom in your sleep, without injury. This is actually even me. I don't believe it either. After all, intelligence is often unreliable. I still have to confirm things with my own eyes to fully believe it. If I have a chance, I would really like to try it myself."

"Want to try? Give you a chance." Robb said with a smirk: "Let's spend time together tonight. In this way, you have a chance to stab me with countless knives and even a few bone spears all night long. ."

"Go to hell." The queen said angrily: "There is a queen in front of you. Please pay attention to the way you speak, and don't lose your value like the ruffian."

Robb spread his hands: "Okay, okay! You are right."

The two of them continued to move forward. Not far ahead is the Elizabeth Film City. This is a newly built large-scale building. When Robb was aliased as Robert Smith to learn magic props production on the Bright Road, there was no such thing. So this new landscape gave him a little interest.

When I walked to the movie city, I saw three huge propaganda posters posted at the door, one of which was "Lord of the Rings". The pictures and lines above Robb could memorize back and forth, so he was not interested in watching it and ignored it.

The second one is the new film "I'm Waiting for You" by the Elf Elder, with the slogan: At the age of 180, she sent him out of the village and went on an adventure. At the age of 980, he still did not return, and he was gray-haired. She is still waiting...

Robb said "Hey": "When did the Elder Elf take a picture of this stuff?"

The queen complained: "Do you not even know what movies are showing in your movie city?"

Robb stretched his hands: "You know that I rarely leave my chair. By the way, is this film good-looking?"

"It looks good." The queen said leisurely: "It's very touching, love is really a beautiful thing."

Robb turned his attention to the third propaganda poster, and saw that this was actually the Queen’s new film "The Avengers". The advertising slogan was like this: Although abandoned by the world, she did not give up and let the road of despair open. Hopeful flower...

Robb flattened his mouth: "It's your own story again? How about the box office?"

The muscles on the queen's face twitched at a rapid speed, and stiffly replied: "The box office rushes to the street."

Robb: "..."

The queen said: "It's very strange. I didn't have any awkward conversations this time. The whole film was played from beginning to end, and the battle never stopped. Why the audience still don't like it? These audience masters are too picky."

Robb said unhappily: "You have to slow down in time. There must be a certain amount of dialogue and foreshadowing to support the characterization and plot interpretation. You keep playing, and the audience is watching. A good story has peaks and valleys. , There must be ups and downs, you fight from start to finish, and the battle never stops, that is, always on the top of the mountain, there is no valley. In this case, what is the difference in peace?"

PS: Next update, 0 o'clock in the morning, hehe!

Chapter 557

At 0 o'clock in the morning, Holy Monday starts