Forced to open in the Shura field of the Raiders

Xia Ti had a slight reaction when she heard Xue Cai's voice, and she looked at Xue Cai with a timid expression.

Some of those who were not seen by this scrutiny gaze, Xuecai didn't know what the other party meant.

In the end, Xia Ti looked at Xuecai and let out a chuckle.

"How about reporting your name before asking someone else's name, native woman"

The change from timidity to arrogance caught Xue Cai a bit off guard.

The other party's derogatory name made her somewhat speechless.

From the outside, Shatty is undoubtedly very gorgeous, and the cute and youthful snow vegetables can not be said to be earthy, but natural.

Xuecai's bewilderment made You Ma realize that this girl is really not the kind of person who is good at dealing with people, and Yihueiyu stood up when she wanted to help Xuecai.

"Ms. Ceresta, your point of view is not complete, and our aesthetics are different. I hope you can take back your evaluation of Xuecai. This is natural and not soil."

Although the language is very euphemistic, but the meaning is very clear. Don't judge the appearance of Xuecai with your lack of aesthetics.

Xia Ti put her gaze on Yi Huo Yu, who is different from Xue Cai. Although Huo Yu is also lovely, her dress is more gorgeous, or fancy.

"What is nature?"

"If you don't know, you can read more, you are very suitable for reading."

With a smile on Yihuhuiyu's face, she faced the unclear situation hard, and wanted to use acrimonious language to prop up her aura.

Chapter 261 doesn't add computer accessories, rest assured.

Shati disliked Xuecai soil, and Yi Hueiyu used similar methods to express her dislike for the other's appearance.

She had learned a lot of language and art from ancient countries when she was with Xiao Xueye during the campus festival.

Faced with the language of a color feather, Xia Ti has no idea what it means, but it does not hinder the sensitivity of the fine needle tip in her language of color feather.

Looking sharply at the girl of the same age in front of him, Xia Ti paid attention to her.

"I will read the book, but I will give my name before that."

"A color feather."

The smile gradually became introverted, but Yi Huayu was very happy. Such a match made her suddenly open the door to a new world, and she had a clear direction for choosing her.

Xia Ti didn't know her help to Yi Caiyu, and nodded, the girl said that she remembered her.

Xia Ti continued to look at the two girls, Yuma and Xuecai.

"You guys, names."

Although Xia Ti was rude, Xuecai still introduced herself very politely.

"I'm rude, I am the sword witch of the Lion King's institution, Ji Tuan Xuecai."

"Witch, Yuma, the fairy capital."

With a gentle smile on Yuma's face, Xia Ti, who was nervous and aggressive, blushed.

Even though You Ma is not so gorgeous, her increasingly mature and elegant temperament are enough to suppress her pursuit of gorgeous appearance.

However, Xia Ti's introduction to the two girls seemed a bit headache.

"Build a house, forget the persimmon? Witch...?"

Cognition can be transformed, but it cannot transform knowledge that does not exist on the other side.

With her hand on her forehead, the girl slightly raised her head to reveal a gorgeous face with pain and doubt.

Realizing this, the three girls seemed to step on something.

It is understandable if the sword witch of the Lion King institution does not know it. After all, it is an institution in Japan, but the witch’s words are not simply unknown. After all, even ordinary people have heard of these things more or less.

"Miss Ceresta...Do you have no memory?"

Xuecai's complexion seriously questioned the girl.

Faced with Xuecai's question, Xia Ti became stiff, and she couldn't speak at all.

The missing memories, lack of knowledge and common sense in her mind made her affirm the meaning of Xuecai.

She was speechless and finally lowered her head, her teeth biting her lips tightly, exuding speechless pain.

Memory represents the traces of a person's existence. When a person is erased from the memory of others, the person will die completely.

Facing the painful and weak Xia Ti Xuecai, she was a little overwhelmed. She was a witch of the combat system, and she was unable to face such things.

"If you don't mind, I can help you see."

A soft voice came from You Ma's mouth, making Xia Ti suddenly raise her head and stare at You Ma.

Be vigilant and fear that these emotions representing personal hostility radiate strongly.

Yuma didn't shrink from the look in her eyes, Shati just wanted to use this emotion as a shell to protect herself.

Walking to Xia Ti's side, You Mahjong put his slender hands on the honey-colored long hair of the other party.

The magical power glowing with blood in the purple flashed, and the technique began to run.

The virtual monster house created in collaboration with Qian Cong at the campus festival used this technique to retrieve memory.

You Ma, who touched the memory of the other party, showed a thoughtful look on his face, and said relevant judgments in his mouth.

"The reason for the lack of memory is that it is affected by the powerful magical powers around it. Is the encounter with Dmitry Ye the first memory..."

Corresponding to it is Shati's affirmative words.

"I was saved by that adult, just when I was about to be killed in the temple."

The girl's face looked a little troubled, and she was obviously reluctant to remember that You Ma touched her.

I met Vatola when I was about to be killed in the temple somewhere, and then was sent to Xian Shendao to express to Xiao Xueye's door. This is all the memories that Shati has now.

Looking at Xia Ti, Xue Cai's face showed a complex look called Memories.

"The Temple..."

One color feather is concerned with another piece of information.

"That's how it is, that's why as soon as I woke up, I thought of Senior as Duke Dimitori, a typical way of saving the beauty by a hero..."