Trafford’s Trading Club

The original exit location was not far from Mr. Jacques’s farm.

But when Nan Xiaonan returned to Mr. Jacques' mansion, he didn't even see anyone in the house.

All she could see was the flames from the village ahead... the gray-black flames.

In an instant, Miss Nan thought that the terrifying black-robed woman she had encountered in the underground lake had caught up... As for why she appeared in the village, it was temporarily unclear.

Nan Xiaonan thought that as long as she came back here...to the boss's side, everything would be fine. What she didn't expect was that the room was empty.

Even Ludick, who was supposed to be a patient, has a male assistant who is not in the placement room at this time.

She didn't think this place could stay longer. God knows when the gray and black flames will burn this big house?

"After breaking the angel statue and pulling out the flag weapon, the weird woman seemed to suddenly wake up a lot."

Before Miss Nan was ready to leave, she came to the kitchen of Mr. Jacques's house-if she didn't add up the consumption, she would really not be able to save her chest.

Although she is not the type who feeds on her breasts, she is talented, but what if the boss suddenly becomes wild and wants to attack her?

She couldn't resist. At that time, she could only eat with her breasts?

The secret of surreptitious life is to accept it, when there is no way to resist, simply try to enjoy it now?Although clamping your legs is the last fight against fate, spreading your legs also requires great courage.

Although based on her observations of the boss all the time... the boss probably won't have a brutal outburst.

but!

In probability theory, even if the probability is zero, it does not mean it is impossible!

Boom——!

Suddenly there was a crashing sound from upstairs, and for an instant, she thought about the random thoughts of the witch girl from the world academy-she almost choked and had to rush her chest a few times.

Boom——!

The voice came again.

Nan Xiaonan immediately stretched out her hand and picked up a kitchen knife, cautiously stepped lightly, and walked upstairs-this seemed to be the sound from the girl's room.

The door of the room is empty, there is no one, and naturally there is no light inside.

But it was not dark at night. With the moonlight and fire, Nan Xiaonan could barely see what was happening in the room - at this time, in the room, there was a young girl with a round face floating.

What is this young girl doing?

At this moment, she was holding a stone sword leaning on the corner of the wall in both hands, and the small wings on her back slapped frantically-however, this little guy exhausted his strength, unable to lift the stone sword.

Maybe the young girl can't mention it at all.

At this moment, the door of the room squeaked and the young girl hid in panic. Miss Nan frowned and walked in slowly with a kitchen knife.

Miss Nan glanced at the little guy who hid directly behind the curtain cloth and poked her head out... She ignored it, just pushed the stone sword close to the ground.

The girl Jeanne turned it into the [Sword of Victory].

Nan Xiaonan saw the girl holding up the [Sword of Victory] and called out the scene where the angel phantom beheaded the Burgundian cavalry-but at this time, it was the first time to look at the [Sword of Victory] so close. .

"This sword..."

There was a movement in her heart, and a year suddenly flashed in her mind-[Sword of Victory], perhaps it was drawn from the hand of the angel statue in the underground lake.

She remembered what the angel statue looked like that day.

What is missing in the angel statue's hands... missing a sword!

Nan Xiaonan subconsciously reached out to hold the hilt of Shi Jian, frowned, and immediately used force-too hard, Shi Jian was lifted up at once, and even almost thrown out of her hand.

"I'm also the one chosen by the miracle to fail?"

Nan Xiaonan looked at the stone sword raised by herself incredulously. There were many question marks. At this moment, the young guy hiding behind the curtain flew out and grabbed Nan Xiaonan's clothes corner. .

"Where do you want to take me?" Nan Xiaonan asked subconsciously.

"Back, back, back, back!" the little guy said eagerly.

"What's back?" Miss Nan blinked.

The young guy suddenly danced, pointed and flew around.

"You mean, send this sword back to the statue of the lake under the ground?" Nan Xiaonan said quickly.

The young guy suddenly showed joy and nodded vigorously.

So, the witch girl from the world academy said in embarrassment: "But that statue was smashed by me... and, it seemed to be completely broken."

The young guy's eyes widened suddenly, his face flushed immediately, and he flew directly onto Miss Nan's face, punching and kicking, and outputting wildly.

A huge and stern roar resounded across the sky at this time.

Nan Xiaonan ignored the young guy's fists, pinched the back of the young guy's neck with one hand, rushed to the window and looked over.

In the burning flame, there was a vaguely huge figure, which was tossing in the flame at this time, sometimes falling down, sometimes struggling to stand up... Look up to the sky, roar, scream.

The young guy broke free at this time, grabbed Nan Xiaonan's clothes again, pulled anxiously, and pointed at the village that was burned by the flames.

"You mean, let me go?"

nod.

"Such a dangerous thing is not suitable for me." Miss Nan refused directly!

She even shook her head, and at the same time put the [Sword of Victory] in her hand directly back into the distance, and said quickly: "I haven't been here, I don't know anything."

The young guy probably never thought that such a person would exist in the world, and was dumbfounded at this time.

"Come on, I haven't seen you, nor have you seen me. We will be good friends when we meet next time!" Miss Nan said very seriously... on the one hand, she backed away slowly.

"Kill, kill! You! You! Danger!"

She was extremely sensitive to dangerous words, and stopped in an instant.

"What did you just say?" Nan Xiaonan frowned suddenly.

The young girl gritted her teeth at this time and suddenly flew in front of Nan Xiaonan. She directly held Nan Xiaonan's forehead with both hands and pressed her forehead to it.

Nan Xiaonan couldn't help being stunned at this time, and some strange pictures began to flood her mind quickly.

After a while, Miss Nan suddenly squatted.

"It's actually because of the [Destiny System]?" Nan Xiaonan whispered: "Counterfeit goods too? No, so to speak... Fuck, am I arranged?"

...

...

The black dragon finally fell.

The weapon in the hand of the cavalry madly plunged into the huge wound in its chest.

[Duland] and [Livar] jumped directly on its body, and began to rip apart its scales frantically—it seemed to have lost the strength to stand up again, and its huge head was directly on a room. The eaves of the house.

Suddenly, the body of the black dragon overflowed with a lot of particles.

It suddenly changed back to Mr. Jacques' appearance-but the terrible wound remained on Mr. Jacques's body.

He changed back to a human appearance, and the wound was even more shocking...Mr. Jacques, even if he was almost cut off his chest and abdomen.

He vomited blood and lay on the rocks of the collapsed house.

Around, there are not only crazy villagers, but crazy cavalry, and [Duland] and [Livar].

Mr. Jacques was struggling to stand up again, only to stretch his body, and fell down again weakly... He looked at the woman in black who was controlling all of this, as if he wanted to say something.

The woman in black waved at this moment.

[Duland] instantly flew forward, and directly lifted Mr. Jacques with both hands, but there was no further action...The crazy villagers and cavalry became strangely quiet at this time.

There was a lot of silence all around.

I only heard the black-clothed woman say calmly at this time: "Aren't you planning to come out... Or, even if you watch him die like this, you can remain indifferent."

"Ahem... Jeanna, I have... sent and sent away..." Mr. Jacques's face showed an ugly smile at this time: "I...I never thought you would... come out... send her away... I just don't want to, I don't want her... to go to [Chinon]..."

The woman in black walked up to Mr. Jacques blankly and said indifferently: "Whether she is going to [Chinon] or not, it has nothing to do with me. I am not talking about this fake."

Mr. Jacques looked blank.

"It doesn't matter... It doesn't matter?" Mr. Jacques muttered to himself: "For you...who...who matters...could you say..."

At this moment, a loud drink sounded.

I saw a wooden cart that was piled up with firewood and ignited completely. It was crashing into the villagers frantically at this time!

After the wooden cart, there was a thick quilt wrapped around his hands and feet, two kitchen knives stuck in his waist, and Mr. Asaches even carrying a hoe behind his back!

The woman in black looked at the burning wooden car indifferently at this time, unmoved-how could she be hurt by this kind of thing?

It's just that the crazy villagers and cavalry are naturally afraid of the light and heat of a blazing fire. At this time, they roared... but they retreated.

Only [Durand] and [Livar] are not afraid of the light and heat of the fire.

[Livar] even swept its scorpion tail like a whip, and directly smashed the wooden train to pieces.

Mr. Asaches, at this time, he could only hold the wooden slats in a daze... He gritted his teeth and lifted up two wooden slats in front of him.

But he found that the two wooden sticks were not offensive at all, so he quickly threw the wooden sticks away, and pulled out two kitchen knives from his waist-the hoe... it was too late!

[Livar] At this time, the crossbar was in front of Mr. Azaches, and the huge scorpion tail stood up high, seeming to pounce at any time.

"Trust me, if you can recover, you would never want to think of yourself, Livar!" Mr. Azaches took a deep breath at this time, even though his voice was somewhat trembling.

"Who told you to...come back...I told you to leave..." Mr. Jacques was weak with a trace of anger.

At this time, Azaches said: "I have passed level ten in [Sage Quotations]! My [Sage Quotations] can even be backside down! Do you know what this means?"

How can Mr. Jacques be in the mood to pay attention to these?

"This means that I will not die without saving!" Azaches took a deep breath at this time: "Even if you know that you will die because of saving people, you should be fearless... This is as [saint family] Future generations, the last pride!"

Mr. Jacques opened his mouth, and finally said nothing, but his expression gradually dimmed.

"It's really worthy of praise..." The woman in black suddenly chuckled at this time, "I originally thought that only she would have this kind of godsend courage and sense of mission. Now it seems that this is not a godsend, maybe this It has always existed in the depths of the blood of the surname [Dak]."

"You are..." At this time, Azaches looked at the black woman in front of him. He couldn't help showing an incredible color, and said in surprise: "Miss Yuya? Why are you... wrong, your hair?"

The black woman's expression suddenly condensed.

The gaze seemed to be real, and Azaches even felt like being pricked!

Seeing the woman in black waving her hand, Assathes was directly grabbed by an invisible force and sent directly to the woman in black... She stared into Assathes' eyes and said with a smirk: Say what?"

"I didn't say anything!" Mr. Asaches said very calmly at this time.

"I will let you say it." The black woman said calmly.

In an instant, Mr. Assathes started to burn with a gray-black flame... The flame was not strong, but it seemed to completely envelop Asathes!

The temperature at the center of the flame is not high—this is the knowledge of physics learned in junior high school... But Mr. Azaches wanted to curse at this time!

The temperature of this gray-black flame is indeed not high.

But he felt the pain, heartache, pain like bone marrow... His body clearly showed no signs of burns, but the nerves all over his body were feeling the pain called burning fire!

But just a few seconds, as if a hundred years have passed.

The gray-black flames suddenly went out, and Mr. Assaches had lost his eyes... He knelt down on the ground all of a sudden, and then directly rushed down.

"Is the so-called [sage family] descendants only to this extent?" The black woman calmly looked at Assaches, who was convulsing after falling to the ground. "However, although it is a descendant of [sage family], but Strictly speaking, it is just a descendant with the name [Dak]... not what she left behind."

Amidst the convulsions, Axases' eyes returned to a glimmer... He suddenly stretched out his hand and directly caught the tattered robes scattered by the black woman.

"It can be considered stubborn." The woman in black said calmly: "But I am not merciful because of this...I was born just for revenge."

After briefly speaking, the flag gun in the hand of the woman in black turned, she closed it, and the flag gun went down and pierced directly towards Asathes' back.

Ding--!

Azaches closed his eyes subconsciously-but he heard the sound of metal clashing... the puncture as expected did not appear.

He opened his eyes, but saw that the huge flag gun had been blocked-the one that blocked this astonishing flag gun turned out to be a tattered and rusty sword that seemed to break at any time.

That handle, the rusty broken sword he turned over from the basement of [Mansion Rose]!

"Yu...Miss Yuya?!"

"This time, I'm barely qualified...Azaches."

"You are finally willing to show up."

Three distinct voices sounded almost at the same time.