Trafford’s Trading Club

Since when, a thin fog has appeared on the streets of the ancient city.

Soon there will be something wrong with the thunder tower owner - this is overshadowed by the boundaries of the association, although not all temperature-related conditions will be isolated… but sudden aerosols are clearly unreasonable.

“Look what's approaching in the fog!” A butler is pointing in a direction in the fog at this point.

They looked at each other, only to see the fog gradually thickening, and a figure slowly came along at this moment.

“Could be the ghost here, be careful.” The Lord of the Thunder Tower frowned - he was left here, mainly in case these dead spirits swept out of the junction and fell into the present world.

“Doesn't seem like…” The first deacon I discovered turned his palms open at this time, naturally bright, and a ray of light reflected the past.

It seems extremely inconvenient to see the visitor's footsteps only… it gradually becomes clear and quickly becomes visible under the direct light source.

“It's Lord Kulolololoa! ”

Kulolololoa in front of him seemed seriously injured, only to see him cover his shoulder with his hand, as if he were going to fall at any moment, with multiple bleeding wounds on his body.

At this point, Kulolololoa raised her head hard and saw his lips moving slightly, seemingly trying to say something… but the voice did not come out and Kulololoa eventually fell to the ground.

The thunder tower master was shocked, but did not act immediately, just a deep lock on his eyebrow - by this time a deacon beside him had washed out and came directly to Culloa.

“Lord Kulolololoa! What's wrong with you? What's going on? Where's our tower master? ”

The deacon hurriedly lifted Kulolololoa to the ground, shaking his body… but Kulololoa's eyes closed for a moment and there was no slight movement.

The deacon's face suddenly grew thick, lifting up Kulololoa and walking back, but when he looked at the owner of the thunder tower and another deacon, he found a glimmer of fear in their eyes.

“Careful! ”

He couldn't help but strike a chill in his consciousness - right at this moment, what pierced his descendants from the back hole... was a sharp, black, sharp sword.

The thunder in the hand of the Lord of the Thunder Tower at this moment is already turbulent… but it is still a step behind.

Having been stabbed by a black sharp sword through his body, the deacon had figured out what had happened. He pushed away the 'Kulololololoa’ he held by his side and yelled and slapped his palms hard on this' Kuloloa ’.

Burning suddenly appeared in contact, followed by a fierce explosion… the air currents separated them completely, and the deacon on his hands was struck by the air currents, coming towards Lord Thunder Tower's side, another deacon flew quickly to catch them.

The exploded ‘Kulololololoa’ fell on the other side of the ground at this time… only that the ‘Kulololoa’ body gradually began to melt and eventually turned into a pile of black dust.

“What's wrong with him!” The Lord of the Thunder Tower quickly erected an electric wall around him, turning to ask.

“is... dead. ”

Watching him fall into the arms of his companion, especially the deacon with the colour of terror and anger in his eyes, the Lord of Thunder Tower bit his teeth and quickly recognized a bottle of medicine and said out: “Steady his spiritual fire! It's not extinguished yet! ”

“No… no! I can't feel it... it's gone! His spiritual fire, it's gone! ”

“What?!” The Lord of Thunder Tower was shocked and angry, but at this moment, he suddenly jumped his eyebrows and said out loud: “Get away!! ”

When Lord Thunder Tower reached out his finger and sped it out, an electric light came out of his fingertips. The deacon reacted extremely quickly and instinctively lowered his head when he heard the words.

Electric light swept dangerously over his head and hit him behind his back... what seemed to be behind him - the deacon looked back in horror and didn't know when he was standing in a gray shadow!

And this figure is, of course, the appearance of his already broken companions in his arms... his companions turned out to be like the spirits in the ancient city!

In the electric firestone room, the Lord of Thunder Tower strikes again, destroying the dead deacon's transformed spirit directly, then shrinking the electric wall, while protecting himself from the rest of the deacon - only the dead deacon's body, but only isolated from the electric wall.

“What happened in the end? Why so short a time...”

“Looks like…” The Lord of the Thunder Tower is ugly, "in this place, once dead, will be transformed by…. ”

“So...” the rest of the deacon was shocked, and he thought of the 'Culloa’ who had just attacked, "said the Lord of the Glory Tower," is already in danger?! ”

Lord Thundertower is silent.

Because at this moment, he discovered that he had lost any means of communicating with the glory - there was a lot of fog, and it was an effective communication that cut off everything.

“Master Ta, we are now...”

Lord Thunder Tower bowed his head and said quickly: "Take my letter back to HQ and tell Lord Red Flame Tower they... they will know what to do. ”

“You?”

Lord Thundertower said positively: "I will wait for them here. ”

“Yes!” The deacon also dared not hesitate... He just glanced at the body of his dead companion, and after a slight hesitation, rushed out the entrance and exit of the junction, first rushing to [coordinates] and returning to [the inhuman realm].

……

Ancient city… Inside the castle.

The dragon in Shenzhou didn't look like much of a wolf at the moment, but her patience gradually wore off to a certain degree - because she was separated from Shining!

In this immense and incredible castle, if Long Xi leads the way, he does not encounter any enemies... he encounters the horror organs of this castle.

Walking, the inside of the castle suddenly began to collapse, walking, the walls of the castle, smallpox, even the ground suddenly began to move, spinning, upside down, even folding, unprotected, even without any signs.

It's like walking into a moving, reassembling maze… without a rule!

If Dragon Eve doesn't even let herself touch anything, she still won't be able to protect herself from the strange changes in the castle.

And with the power of extreme isolation, the dragon of Shenzhou can't even look for a few signs of radiance by inspiration —— and, because of the constant change inside the castle, she can't even figure out where she is today.

Moreover, if Dragon and Eve also feel that their power is losing quickly... even if they stand still, their strength will be consuming at an incredible rate.

Shinzhou Jinlong, who is not supplemented by strength, gradually feels a little less good pressure... instead, the little butterfly demon does not have a similar feeling, the activity is very normal.

It seems that the stronger the power, the stronger the repression… etc.

The dragon in Shenzhou thought to himself: Should we settle the previous bill and continue using the intelligence channel? But if you draw blood from this place...

“Sister Long, it seems to have stopped!” The little butterfly demon hastily said at this time.

Until then, they were hiding in an empty little room found on the road - a small room that was nothing, but was constantly moving… until now, it was not the end of the movement.

Dragon and Eve frowned and approached the door of the room to open it - but the moment the door opened, it was facing a sealed wall... the only entrance and exit to the room was sealed like this!

“… which sand sculpture designed this castle? ”

At this very moment, the room wobbled again violently... as if the whole world were flipping, flipping... spinning, shaking!

She protected herself with the power of a dragon, and they were like a rubber ball, bouncing around in this room, bouncing around... bouncing around.

“After all... it's over!!! ”

Shinzhou Jinlong even felt his stomach start to float.

……

It was probably a sugar-sized piece, right in Loya's hand - she stopped swinging the little square part in her hand and then approached her eyes.

It always felt like I saw something in there, but suddenly I didn't see anything... I felt strange Loya and instinctively continued to shake this little square... after a few times back and forth, I felt like I didn't see anything again.

Loya twisted her head and quickly shifted her attention from this square to another place - the castle model.

After a few pushes back, there were some Roman-style castles, which had now become a mere pile of messy piles.

“My little master is amazing!” Nevertheless, the accompanying Star Creature Pillow [Misty] is a powerful tribute at this time, even very nicely: “If the master sees it, he will certainly praise the little master! ”

“Really?” Loya asked softly.

“Of course!”

Whether or not… you're right at this point - how to make this little master happy, as a star creature given a companionship task, is something that this pillow thinks about almost every day.

“Ah, yes!” [Misty] It suddenly swelled itself up at this point - its skin even started to bubble up at this point, and it even became stereoscopic, and then it became like a palace building of ancient Chinese Summer!

Starscream had memories before it was given life —— a pillow that stayed in Rocchu's home for years before it became Starscream.

“I remember when the master used to enjoy watching some landscape movies! Master!” [Miaomian] At this time, there is an intermediary: “That's right, and so is this! ”

The surface stirred up again, and next to the palace, a small pyramid rose.

Looking at the [Misty] building made out of memory, Loya blinked her eyes, then looked at a bunch of unnameable things made by herself, thinking for a moment... reach out her little hand, no expression, push ~

Pfft... Wow!

The parts are scattered again.

Loya starts piling up again… Under the window of the attic, Daechul just picks up a hose and sprinkles water on the grass in the back garden.

Not far away in the kitchen, you can occasionally see the lady maid busy inside... and the smell of baking cookies from time to time is very pleasant.

Da Cheol looked up at the right yang Guan in the sky and hit a lazy man. “It's a nice day to calm down..."

……

……

The school is a place where you can see the beach… After leaving the estate, feel free to walk around the edge of the coastline for a while, Boss Lo, and start walking to a town off campus.

A place full of tranquillity, this is the impression Boss Lo has made so far.

There's not a lot of people here —— not a lot of natural shops or anything like that. After all, the market in the town is a little bigger, and if there are more shops, I'm afraid it won't be able to accommodate them.

Placing a club like this naturally greatly reduces your chances of being able to absorb guests on weekdays.

If other projects are not able to increase income consistently and steadily, I'm afraid it's just Mr. Lo himself who should think about whether it's appropriate to set up a shop here for his big foot on weekdays.

He has actually found a few places he would like to put the store down... there is just not that place yet, it is truly a hammer.

It can also be a good thing to have a choice, most afraid of even choosing… or the idea of choosing has been lost.

He stopped at a place like a little park on the corner of the street - where Boss Lo felt Nero and easily found her staying.

On a tree.

At the branch, there were two shopping bags filled with things, and Nero lay on the branch, pillowing his hands, chewing gum, blowing a big bubble from time to time, apparently very comfortable.

She failed to realize that Boss Lo's willingness to come was… Lo Qiu did not intend for Nero to discover his arrival immediately.

At this time, there are several children playing under the tree… in the view of some adults, it may indeed be just play between children… if they do not only see it, there is some bullying.

The bullied little boy looks like he's only five or six years old and has a thick brown hair... he's just been tricked by a couple of older kids.

The little boy was robbed of the balloon in his hand... he was so small that he couldn't get his things back from the taller kids.

Nero on the tree obviously had no interest in the scene… she even beat up a boring arrears.

Until the stolen balloon flew onto the tree because the big boy couldn't hold onto it and hit her gently over her dropped thigh, the black soul messenger lying on the tree looked down on his side.

The kids looked up subconsciously at this flying branches and then stuck in a balloon... they didn't see anything at first, but suddenly a short white hair appeared on the branches, a nice big sister.

The children were shocked, and even the little boy who had been robbed of the balloon was stunned.

Suddenly, this beautiful white short-haired older sister suddenly turned into an old pus, and her eyes even fell out of horror.

Wow...!!

The children suddenly got scared to the ground and ran away from the place screaming a rolling belt… Nero on the tree laughed delightfully at this moment.

She pulled an apple out of her shopping bag and just chewed it up —— Nero was back the way he was, looking down at the tree again, casually saying, “Kid, aren't you afraid? ”

“Balloons…” The little boy stood in shock and bravely looked at Nero.

Nero's side looked at the balloon that could get stuck next to her and suddenly had a bitchy smile on her mouth... she bit the apple again, bit the nucleus and spit it out.

Boo--!

The balloon was just blown up by Apple's nucleus, and the broken balloon, along with the rope, just fell... a piece of the rope seemed to be tied to something, like a small note.

The little boy's eyes turned red all of a sudden, but he didn't speak, he just picked things up silently, wiped his eyes, and slowly left the place.

Nero looked at the side of the tree and bit the apple again... it felt like it was getting sour.