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"I saw you wake up, did it bother you?"

"No, the soundproofing is good, I didn't fall asleep."

"Then sleep for a while."

"I slept for more than 3,200 years, and I have slept enough."

Selana's words hide another story. Lu Zhengkang understood and hesitated.

"You bullied the little girl just now."

Lu Zhengkang frowned, "That's my blood."

"So you can abuse her like this?"

"She is very close to that step, I just helped."

"Heh," Selana stretched out her left hand from the quilt, and gently scratched Lu Zhengkang's cheek with her nails, "You are too unfriendly in such a way."

"I just met a strong man inviting to fight, and I was a bit too excited. Of course I was very happy to see the descendants of blood, but she was too negligent about her blood. The troll roared in vain in the cage, like a prisoner.

Serrana closed her eyes and gently rubbed her lover's cheek with her cold palm. Her catkins were like clouds, like petals that were dried but not withered. She gently touched her desert-like skin. Miss Vampire said He said, as if in a dream: "Alien, alien is really tired, even you, I am afraid that you are also affected by the madness, let alone you don't, you can't help me... it's time to end it."

"End?"

"Yes, when you are ready, just tell me." Selana retracted her hand. This time, she really fell asleep.

Chapter 348 Four Thousand Years Ago

Selana made it very clear. Now there is only one step away from removing the blood of the vampire, and she can take it at any time. The one who decides this step is actually Lu Zhengkang. He offered to help, but at the last moment, the hesitation was he.

Lu Zhengkang smacked his lips. He hadn't said the Ebony warrior he met.

...

Brelena looked at Jonas hanging upside down with horror.

She is clearly aware that what she sees is illusory, but this is different from dreams, and is not a private and spontaneous experience. This kind of magical illusion is like receiving a signal, and everything she sees is Authentic.

If it’s true in front of you—of course it’s not about Jonas’s being hung from a tree, but that Jonas’s spirit has been deeply integrated with the bones of the earth. Only in this way can others see such a strong His personal mark... This represents a kind of talent, an enviable talent.

Brianna knew that this boy was hardworking, lively and funny, and had an adoptive father who was good at cooking. He liked to exercise, but he hadn't shown too amazing magical aptitude before.

The dark elf walks among the tidal colored clouds, as if strolling in the sandy sea. The sun, stars, and the double moon and eight stars above their heads are all exposed in the dark black space and the gorgeous nebula. The banyan tree seems to be deep into the universe, and like It supports the sky, and every branch is engraved with beauty and ancient times.Just staring at them will hear the mysterious whispers, the lost wisdom, like the screaming of insects and birds, and the gurgling water flows through the heart.

Brianna saw the fiery flame transform into a huge tornado, which covered the sky and covered the earth, and the scorched earth was everywhere.

Gu'ao's spell blasted in her ears, and she shivered and fell, and finally saw the boy who was trapped on the aura roots slightly open his eyes, and colorful gems shined out.

...

Jonas looked around blankly. The unfamiliar room, the desk was piled of stones, and the scattered black papyrus spread from the table to the ground like water from a fountain, half of the room was covered, and the ceiling was burning. A ball of yellow flames condenses into a fist-sized sphere, filling in light and warmth.

The boy's first thought when seeing this room was chaos, then it was broken, then it was dirty, then it was poor, and then...

Without then, this room is too tragic.

On the wall not far from Jonas’s left hand, there is a thin black iron door with some simple patterns on the surface. In the fire, the door is shining with suspicious colored oily stains, maybe it is the pollution of some alchemical material, boy I was disgusted by this. There were some barrels piled up in the corner of the room. The more they went in, the dirtier they got. The lids of the barrels outside were lifted, and a strange smell was wafting out.

Jonas stood up from the stone bench. He was about to go out and take a look. At this moment, the broken iron door vibrated violently, making a pong-pong knock. There was an uninvited guest outside, and the quick slap on the door seemed very irritable. And hurried.

A man with a thick voice yelled. It was Goonod. Jonas didn’t have much research on this uncommon language. He could almost read and write some basic sentences, but his listening and speaking skills were very poor. In the dilemma of talking with the duck.

The man outside was bald and bald like a machine gun. Jonas tried to listen. The more he listened, the more dizzy he became, and he also yelled at the people outside the door.

"Go!" By speaking this word, Jonas's Cournot vocabulary almost bottomed out. It's ashamed to say that when he learns those foreign languages, the fastest way to master various swear words, not only can speak, but also The meaning of some words is mellow-it is all well taught by the teacher.

After Jonas scolded the words, he realized that his voice was old and hoarse. The violent man at the door suddenly disappeared, and the atmosphere was as cold as ice. Jonas was quite surprised by the creepy silence. Unwell.

He stepped to the door and reached for the latch. The palm of this body was thin, like a piece of old gray wood, with mottled ink, dull touch, and the latch was dirty, but this hand was obviously dirty. Jonas wanted to wrap the bolt in his sleeve, but now he sees the situation and breaks it.

When the door was opened, Jonas looked at the man knocking outside. In the darkness, behind the visitor was a circular corridor with no lights, directly opposite the door to ventilate the snow-drifting outdoors, the daylight failed Enter this stone house.The fire from behind Jonas slapped his shadow on the young man’s face, casting strange black dark areas on the man’s sharp facial features like mountain peaks, and the man’s eyes were shiny, like an eagle. .

Jonas slightly looked down at the guy in front of him. Although his body was old and sloppy, he was very tall, and his appearance must be exceptionally majestic. The man with his eyes like a falcon lowered his head in the third second of looking at him.

"Father." The man said so, and Jonas understood the sentence, but then, the man's hurried argument left him at a loss, "Big brother...unfair...danger..."

Jonas's silence obviously misunderstood the man. He stared at his father with an angry look, and then left angrily, ran all the way into the wind and snow, and was swallowed by nature.

The previous guy had just left, and before Jonas took a breath, another group of uninvited guests ran over.

At the beginning is a very tall and handsome old man Nord. Although he is full of gorgeous hair, he has a ruddy complexion and vigorous spirit. He wears luxurious and cumbersome animal skin costumes, various gold and silver accessories, and a beast on his head. Tooth crowns.Such a dress has vitality. The costume has a soul and language, and becomes a strong visual signal, always conveying a sense of noble class, even if a pig is dressed like this, it will be truly awe-inspiring.

Jonas was instantly in awe when he saw this guy.The guests and the original owner of this body are old acquaintances, and they start to greet each other when they meet. The tall soldiers and mysterious wizards are followed by the visitors. They look at Jonas with respect.

"So and so... so and so..." the old man murmured, smiled and slapped Jonas's arm, but Jonas didn't understand a word, because this very high-ranking fellow had quaint words, even mixed up. The long language of the dragon, the boy who hates less when the book is used, can only do his best to perform.

"Hmm, ah, uh, haha..."

After a calm and calm observation, Jonas successfully exhausted the other's patience.

King Hallad showed a disappointed expression, "Goldo, you are still so kind and loyal to your ears. We have known each other for many years. Is there any reason to deceive? Be careful of the thief around you. Love hurts your body. Your life is more than a thousand soldiers, so you must take care of yourself.

"Furthermore, don't forget to appear in court in seven days. You can't convince the public without you."

"Hahaha, uh uh uh..."

"That's it, it's not early, see you in seven days."

Jonas watched the old man leave, let out a sigh, and finally got confused.

He was afraid that someone would come again, so he had to close the door in a hurry. Unfortunately, God just wanted to have trouble with him. A roar came from outside the door. Then, the door panel in Jonas's hand was beaten.

"Top you a lung!"

Chapter 349 The Hanged Man

Jonas reflexively raised his head, but the iron gate was a long, upright plank. After all, he ran down the road if he couldn't resist it. He hulled it into the old mage’s legs and gave a fatal blow. Chickens.

"Fuck me..." Jonas groaned and fell to the ground. The villain who hit the door rushed in like a whirlwind, with a high-intensity cheer in his mouth. The old guy on the ground came with his feet, kicked on his waist and on his chest.

"Teacher! I learned it! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh thing!"

"it's me!"

At this time, the young mage also realized that he had done something wrong, and hurriedly helped Jonas up, "Ahhhhh, teacher, did you fall at the door? Who killed you!"

The sulky and painful Jonas scolded all the foul language he had learned all his life, and scared the young man to shrink his neck like a quail in the snow, his blue eyes were wide open, and his eyes were blank and innocent. Jonas succumbed to half of his curse, and he clutched his injured old body and walked out the door step by step. He now wants to understand that he can't stay in this room much, even if it is buried in snow and frozen by the wind. Death will never be in this unlucky place... A bitter stream of frost hit his gully cheeks, and for a moment he felt the soreness and tingling sensation from the depths of the spinal cord, and the white world before him was like a chaotic giant Mouth, waiting for him to donate blood.