Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

Robsitzko Battlefield.

The cold breeze is brisk and the langhua is converging. Zoe's expression was frozen by the cold fog and her eyes looked fiercely at the witch.

The teenager pulled the fox sperm with sincerity.

The teenager's cheeks were slightly red to protect the fox essence.

The teenager was anxious to cut and said that he was seducing the fox essence. He could barely write six large words on his forehead: "I back the pot, I am honored”.

Who the hell believes that?

When Zoe's brain was chaotic, his subconscious pulled down the gun insurance, loaded, pulled the trigger, and the black hole was pointed at the guard--

Captain Whitemoonlight looked cold.

He can almost imagine what it was like two weeks ago when a player changed his bedroom. The athlete wore a backless fishtail evening gown, scratched his neck and knocked open the little witch's room in the middle of the night, and took away Secretary Qu's special 600 credit point health pillow for the little witch!

The scum man hooked up with a little witch under his own skin! Pervert! The little witch is only 9 years old —— no, 19!

As long as we get rid of the Guardian, the Witch will fix it!

Rub it.

Zoe squeezed two words out of the cold ice as she defended herself from the seam of her teeth: "Draw the gun. ”

“Captain!” The witch opened her eyes, panicking and stopping. Wenlin whispered softly beside him to persuade him to pull out the Potsdam Rifle/Gun between his waists without a look on the guard's face, and suddenly hit the gunpoint off before Zoe pulled the trigger--

The rifle/gun fires towards the river not far away.

The two left wrist watches were dripping at the same time, warning of a violation during the clean-up of the copy. Zoe's gun was knocked off and replaced with a waistless bayonet. The guard lifted his eyelids slightly and threw a gun at his fingertips for fairness.

Witch Jane jumped hard in the middle: "Captain!! —— ”

Zoe skilfully took away Witch Jane, and the two bayonets suddenly crossed in the humid air, breaking out of sporadic flames. Weisheng's arms pressed the witch Jane in her arms, and the knife was unscrupulous.

Zoe, a meal.

Sinking anger rose from behind the sniper, Witch Jane quickly pulled herself out: "No! Vego Vego -" I don't know which move to make, but the Witch Jane followed with a warning.

Two bayonets cauterized again.

The drops in the copy kept ringing, and the women who were resting in the distance stood up amazingly and talked, "What are they doing? Shall we also mean to beat it so that the audience won't throw up and cut the water...”

The wrong camera finally swallowed up and flew back.

Witch Jane's heart jumped sharply, but only saw the boss, a fierce blunt pressure, pushed Zoe to the bunker, and the blade spat a few words in front of the captain's neck--

“Clawson, sniper training room, fight. ”

The moment the camera landed, the two were separated like ghosts.

The replica exit is finally lit under the dim light. The guard pulled the knife backwards and the player stepped out of the copy in turn. Zoe calmed her face and walked beside Wenlin. In the end, reason prevailed. Far away, Witch Jane backed the camera and took the opportunity to turn around, her little round face dimly lit, and made a verbal "I'm sorry” to the captain.

“Call the audience now?” Wenlin: “Interfering with a team member's relationship, huh? ”

Zoe turned her head and said, "Don't mess with me, try to shoot."

Zoe said fiercely: "Give me the gun. ”

Wenlin shoved the commander's little blue flag at Zoe's fingertips: "Take it. ”

The exit slope went up, and a few minutes later two teams of four players returned to Mrs. Pompadou's visiting room. Chu Chu held a brief funeral for the little dress before the plot even started. Vera ate the melon with her ears up. When she heard the guard briefly, she said, "I'll fix it." There was nothing below. The white rose's gaze floated to the left and to the right, and finally the beauty stopped on the witch's cheek to see God...

The guest room door is squeaky open.

Mrs. Pompadou, like the breeze of late incense jade, walked gracefully ahead, and the messenger from Prussia followed her with a bandaged face: "Madame really doesn't want to change her mind? ”

Mrs. Pompadou smiled.

The messenger took a long breath and finally said coldly: "What you have to do is not only Prussian enemies, but also push France into the abyss of millions. ”

Pompadoux shook his head: “You're wrong, I'm just defending the glory of France. ”

The golden doors were slammed on the wall, and the messenger left violently. Mrs. Pombardou took him away with her eyes on the players.

She finally looked at Jane and made a gesture.

The maids answered with a crisp voice and pulled the character card from the bottom of the vase and sent it to the witch. Whispering on her back: “The lady is cute in her men's clothes too!”, “what, I don't think it's a gentleman with special tastes! ”

Witch Jane selected as MVP: "…”

Mrs. Pompadou said softly: "This card is my gift and, of course, even the unsuccessful party deserves praise. ”

The maid carefully tied a roll of parchment paper and gave it to Wenlin as Prussian conductor.

“There are several other guests in the palace waiting for you, so try your luck and their list will compensate for what I have given you. ”

Wenlin's eyes were slightly bright and struck by surprises.

Witch Jane took a sigh of relief, and he never wanted the captain and Brother Wen Lin to be eliminated in the second round because of the war.

Top card players in the first round are the first to leave the dance floor and are most likely to collide in advanced replicas. Good thing the final winner gets the card directly, and the negative side still has a chance to go for another copy.

Pompadou's meeting room, Zoe looked deeply at the witches and walked away at the end of the squad.

In the spacious room, the fireplace crackles and Mrs. Pompadou herself brings tea to the winner. Witch Jane is still bowing her head and playing cards. The purple card painted the portrait of the lady, but her graduation years did not appear. This is a purple card that "hasn't fully accomplished the task”.

There's a line of small letters across the deck...

“Accept the gift and inherit the will. ”

Witch Jane suddenly looked up and looked at Lady Haut-Pompadou.

The woman lifted her lip shallow and released the remaining half of the card: "Two hours later, before the end of Parliament. I want to see the King give his own orders to wage war against Prussia. ”

Mrs. Pompadou said slowly: "The glory of France will return to glory in his hands. ”

One minute later.

The visiting room door opened again, Chu Chu Qiu roared and said: “What are we doing now? To the king? Why did you hit Prussia? ”

Witch Jane swept around the hallway and the captain disappeared. He forced himself to focus on the copy.

“To the library?” The Witch Jane proposes: "Mrs. Chaponpadou - and, as we are now, it is impossible to see the King. ”

Versailles hallway. Countless ladies, gentlemen and waiters rushed between the palaces, laughing in unison. The fountain outside the window flowed to please the king, and the King's Executive Office in the distance was surrounded by three floors and three layers outside. The guards stood guard against every player who tried to break in.

Watch, survival number dropped to 206.

Chu Chu was surprised.

“Because of the gun.” Vera, open up. During the Louis XV administration, rifles/guns were already standard for the army and thermal weapons were easier to eliminate than cold weapons.

At this time, not only are there four witches, but a number of players rushing past in sight also carry guns. On the side of the marble courtyard, there are scattered lifeboats that crystallize in the sun.

A pedestrian quickly walked through the corridor, and a small group or two of players in the library were searching.

“Lady Pompadou... Jeanne...” Witch Jane squinted a row of eyes and drew a copy of "Marquise" from the side of the guard and handed it to Witch Jane.

The teenager hurriedly thanked him and quickly looked over, next to him, left and right, and gathered Veratrouchu.

“She knew the most ingenious way to please the king, and Louis XV, who was tired of everything, was quickly fascinated by her, as she rekindled a joyful interest. The Marquis of Pompadou knows very well what the King wants..."

Witch Jane turned to the back page.

“Louis XV lived his whole life in the shadow of his great-grandfather Louis XIV. ”

“??” Chu Chu's face forced: “What exactly does the king want? ”

“Glory, love, fame, Kaijiang Expansion.” Witch Jane explains: “Everything that Louis XIV has, Louis XV, is a dream. As the successor to the Sun King, whatever he does will be used to compare him to the Old King. ”

“Mrs. Pompadou knows that, so she is a staunch supporter of the Prussian war. She was not used to indulge in looks, talk, but to support the king's ideals unconditionally. ”

Witch Jane quickly closed the book and searched the parliament hall on the map.

“France under Louis XV is not fit to start a war," Witchcraft said to teammate Kopp. “The seven-year war began in the Battle of Robsic and was originally between Prussia and Austria. Austria turned to France for help - Louis XV had plenty of reasons to refuse, but his ambitions shook the decision. ”

“He wants France to return to the European hegemony. Just like the Sun King did -- found it, the council is in the North Wing! ”

Vera opened the door first, thanking Witch Jane, and walked out with her teammates: “The vast majority of Versailles are anti-war, and Louis XV wants to start a war, and someone has to do that for him. Mrs. Pompadou was the knife who seized the opportunity to change from a mistress to a king's political partner. ”

“Her political tactics were too skilled, not only was Versailles invincible, but even Prussian King Fideli feared her. ”

Chu Chu opened his mouth: “So... was the war at the end? ”

Vera nodded for Jane.

Chu Chu was curious: "Did you win? ”

"Seven years of war, France is the biggest loser. If it had not been for Mrs. Pompadou's proposal to start a war, even in the 31st century, French would have been ahead of English in the common federal language. ”

“Here we are." Witch Jane pushed open the door.

A few people raised their heads together. The Parliament Hall was brilliant, as evidenced by the fact that it was not until after the prom that the programme was split up. Six chairs are neatly and neatly placed at the bottom, with a high throne in the middle.

The king is above the parliament, and the king is above everything.

“Louis XV accepted the recommendations of Parliament, but the King had only one vote to decide.” The witch leaned against the glass window and said softly: “One of the things that happened after the king took office was to emulate the Sun King as his own prime minister, even though he was not capable of being prime minister. ”

Six chairs are followed by six locked entrances to the Parliament Hall.

“Six chairs, six votes.” Says the guardian.

Witch Jane nodded: “To get the king to sign a war order, we need to grab at least half a chair, preferably four. ”

The bodyguard looked down at the watch: “An hour to go. ”

Chu Chu reacted violently: "Are we going to fight? Wait, this isn't a war that shouldn't be fought...”

Vera consoled: "We only act for cards. Remember, in this game, we are not participants in history, we are just witnesses to history. ”

Witch Jane nodded. Lie down in the window, my mind drifts to the captain again, I don't know if the captain is still angry or not, I found the copy, I didn't find the gun, I didn't eat it, I didn't cold...

Weshi reached out and held Witch Jane, looking at the window: "How did you stick yourself up? ”

Witch Jane: “!!!” He cleared his voice, so seriously: “Before the other players arrived, we ambushed two doors. ”

Vera Marvel: "Aren't you going to rob four doors? ”

Witch Jane touched the window panels: “Find two large cabinets and block the doors and windows. Don't let the other players see you. We can't keep four doors. We'll steal two first! ”

A few hundred meters away, on the third floor of the Versailles Palace.

Zoe, who was held by the witch Jane, sneezed, glanced down and held the green card she had just won, a baron of low stature.

Wenlin: “Can't you be angry? ”

Zoe didn't say a word to the nobility list in hand.

Wenlin: “No more talking? ”

Zoe looked at it all over again.

Wenlin: “Huh, are you upset? ”

Zoe suddenly slapped the list onto the table.

The teammate who was eating in advance of a book entitled "Seven Years of War in England and France" was surprised.

Zoe reached out to her teammates for the bibliography.

The teammates hand over the greasy books.

“These, these, and these.” Zoe circled almost all the nobles on the list: "are the political enemies of Pompadou. ”

Wenlin nodded and suddenly said, “You're not going to--”

Zoe knocked on the list with her fingers: “The Witch and the Guardian only have one card, which is in the hands of the Witch. If they never get a second Nobility card again, only one of the two teams will be promoted. ”

Zoe's eyes turned cold: “I'd rather see if the guard would snatch the little witch's picture. ”

“If he dares," Zoe Moore said, “I'll find a spot to shoot him out. ”

Then the little witch will see through the slag man and throw the white moonlight back into the warm arms of the family!

“If he doesn't, wait to get rid of the demotion, pack up and move out of bed 701! ”

Thanks to Gu Mingyan's rocket gun ~ ~

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