My Empire

Everyone may all go to the teacher with a blackboard, and let the students keep quiet memory.

The kind of anxious, hysterical shout, let the teachers on the platform no longer elegant, and make the atmosphere in the whole class, full of opposition and unharitable.

At this moment, the state of Oleves is necessary to have a lot of elegance. He is just standing there, and he is not a tone of high, and he said to Herman said a threat.

He seems to be a small thing, just this little thing, listening to Herman, it is absolutely not a small thing.

In the next second, I feel that my sweat is inverted, as if I am eyeing by a flood beast, I immediately put a table, and I shouted my throat: "Give me a mouth. ! "

Obviously, a student representative shouted for me to shut down the effect, which was obviously more kicked by the teacher.

No matter what he usually, is there a prestige in the class. Everyone will stop, watching this classmate who is shouting, as if it is a fool.

And this time, Herman shouted, this feeling. Everyone stopped the noise, stupid looked at Herman, I don't know why he bother everyone's ventilation.

He is also very embarrassing, can only stand there, enjoying so many people's eyes, I don't know what I should say in a time.

After all, he just just in an urgent need of the underlying response, now calm down, he doesn't know that Alevis is just intimidating him, or it is true.

"Do you think I am joking with you? I have many jobs every day. I can't imagine." Oleves had a little impatient, and the tone is full of taste.

This may be the attitude of his daily and subordinates, an attitude that a magician should have.

Although the magician is no longer overwent to the mortal, anyone who has a strong power will have a proud factor in his bone blood.

Even in the earth civilization, one can live for hundreds of years, and mastered some flowers of the half-god of spells. When they face ordinary people, will there be a little superiority?

Perhaps this is a familiar tone, so that Herman has a feeling of a familiarity. He squatted, and the lower head of the consciousness bowed and made a look.

at this time,

Hermann this wall grass aristocrat, and finally remembered, this familiar feeling is from where it is.

When the devil was invaded, the demon commander was like this, and he could only make this kind of actions, to keep your own life.

He dominated the aristocrats who were unwilling to surrender, and presented many of the flesh and blood of many civilians, which had held their own Ronghua and rich, with today's status and glory.

Previously, his ancestors, for the despicable gene of the magician, and buried in his body, let him expose the slave, it looks so wretched.

"You, what did you say ..." In the end, Herman still decided, test it, see if you can find your own venue.

Although he is a little guilty, but how many of him know some of the Alan Hill Empire, he knows that his status is the same as the magician in front of him, and the other party does not dare to make a bright hands in it, and use magic to burn. Death a mortal.

Or, even if the other party wants to do, it will not be so reckless, you can still sit down and talk about things such as interest, and give each other.

It is unfortunately, he has underestimated the determination of the Allah Hill Empire to control the southern regions and underestimate the pride of a long-lived magician.

"I don't have time to play with you, so I am going to solve the problem now." Asa said, while stigting a guard who stands behind him, put the brush and pen on the table. .

"Write down your place to hide the gold coins, and leave the way of contacting the private army ..." He said, while pushing the paper, pushing the paper to the middle of the table, opening the order: "If you don't write, don't I'm not welcome! "

"You are welcome? You are welcome, how can you?" A fatty nobles have long shouted, and there is still a quiet atmosphere that is quiet, and takes a look at the table and asks a loud.

This nobility is really unwell, because he also believes that Alevis looks strong, but actually not dare to do something too much!

However, it is a pity that he is wrong. In this place, the expense of an inquiry is to pay your life.

Just when he was spending on the roaring of Olevis, he felt that he suddenly dried up his mouth.

It seems like it is in the desert, he feels that he is very thirsty, the whole tongue is placed in the sun in the sun like a salted fish.

He felt that his mouth had lost perception, so he grabbed the wood cup in front of him, and he was afraid enough to discard it enough to clean the water, poured into his mouth in his mouth.

Because the movements are too big, there is a reason why his hand does not listen to the call, some water is even flourishing on his face, walking on his cheeks, pulling his thick neck, along his neck, into His expensive manual sewn clothes.

When a whole cup of cold water is in his mouth, this obese noble aristocrat finds that his mouth is still still dry. He grabbed another person's cup, once again fell to his mouth.

Unfortunately, when he is doing this, the whole person is a bit embarrassed, so his movements have begun to deformed, and the whole cup of water is on his face. ::

"You ... what do you do to me?" He is vaguely questioned, as he saw the other party, a huge magic array is flashing with a strange light.

At this moment, he has not taken care of his own image, and there is no arrogant courage. He struggled to grab another cup, regardless of everything on his face.

"What did you do to him?" Herman recalled this, his ancestors' fear of the magician. That is a fear of gods, a fear of being self-hearted.

This world is not only a demon to kill someone, the magician can also.

After Herman asked, I found that Alevis did not answer his questions at all, so he quickly turned his head and looked at the feminist of the other side.

Of course he knows each other. This fat man is his faithful follower, and the private hand of the two people is very good, of course, it is also similar. They are all kinds of people who do not want to be a means of wealth, and they are also a "Ge Lantai".

Just, when he looked at the familiar fat man, he found that the other's body was so familiar than before, it was thinned a whole circle.

That huge, fat body, don't know what, is a little bit of collapse, just like the oil inside, is placed in the frying pan "fried".

Of course, it is so described, because Herman really saw, the familiar fatty aristocratic side, transpired white, with a frostless smoke.

"Water ... save, save! Water, give me water ..." This fat man didn't know if it was returned to the light, and he jumped up and climbed the table. He grabbed another water cup and put the water regardless of the pain The face is on your own face.

Unfortunately, he splashled a cup of water, still not able to relieve the disaster he was suffering. Soon, his mouth took a black smoke, and the ugly face of the fertilizer was distorted, rising red, and then burned by the flames inside.

He was ignited by the fire in the body, no matter how he struggled, how to roll, the flame still swallowed his body, put his internal organs, and his fat roasted to make a burst.

This may be a more cruel death method. Under the public, a person who is living is rooted into a dry body.

Looking at the fat man who may have three hundred pounds, now it has become the body of Mummy, and Herman suddenly felt that he had a wind blown behind him, scared his whole person was stiff.

"Vomiting ..." When the fat deviation of the fat man finally squatted on the table, a young aristocner could not stand, and the head did not naturally wake up.

Because it is disappointing that it is not a delicate breakfast, he has not eaten yet. So his stomach doesn't have anything at all, so you can only go to some stomach acid.

The voice of his vomiting was echoed in the quiet room. He had closed his eyes and frowned. He said that he would not be like this next time, he turned and left his seat and walked out of the barrack.

Alevis sent the emperor slightly. He went back to the head and looked at a house of pale old aristocrats and old bureaucrats. He asked: "Now, the problem is simple, you are ready to die. ?"

" ..." accompanied by a sudden friction, Herman pulled the chair around him and returned to the table.

He didn't hesitate to grab a white paper in the distance, grab a pen, and wrote the place to hide the property with the fastest speed.

Because the finger has been in the face, so he frequently writes the wrong, and it is still when it is handwed with the sweat dripping on the forehead. However, he has never paused, and he didn't dare to neglect even a second.

" ... ..." After short-lived, everyone pulled the chairs around him, grabbed the white paper on the desktop, and the body of the companion who was lived in the middle of the desk.