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I don't know how long it took, there was a sound around me, Man'er woke up slowly, rubbed his eyes gently, and looked out the window with a hazy vision, only to find that the sky was still dark and deep, and it seemed that it was still early.

Man'er changed her posture and asked softly, "Your Majesty, did you just fall asleep, or do you want to get up?" ”

Oss smiled faintly, "To be exact, I must be about to sleep. ”

Man'er gradually came to her senses, her eyes looked at Oss unscrupulously, and she moved her body uneasily, leaning intimately towards him.

Oss chuckled softly and comfortedly. "Go to sleep, I'm tired too."

"Then I wish Your Majesty a good dream." Man'er smiled, not forgetting to squint her eyes and sneak at him.

Oss's breathing gradually became even, and it seemed that he was really tired.

★★★★ The legend ★★★ of the mermaid in the parchment

Time will always pass quietly in the ordinary, the Taihe Hall is still the same, there is no turmoil due to the death of the princess, the Carter family is also unusually peaceful, and Prince Carter has been ill for many days, and he has been going up and down as usual.

It was the rainy season in early spring in Leulay, and the sky was humid and dark, and the rain was only a chill to the bone.

Since that family dinner, Pan Sen has rarely attended palace dinners, and most of the time, he chooses to be alone.

Ever since he was poisoned by the witchcraft, Panson has found himself in a swelling darkness and depression, his personality has become cold, detached, and cruel, and he has even begun to doubt his loyalty to the faith of the Loilai realm, and the folly of allegiance to King Os.

The shadows of darkness were silently enslaving his mind, and even Pan Sen himself could not stop the growing of evil and resentment in his heart.

Why was he born two years later than Os? Why was Oss born to be a king, but not himself? Lately, he's been haunted by the matter.

His heart is like being covered with a dark and impermeable veil, which makes him desperate to yearn for and chase supreme power.

But after being stricken, he also found that what the High Priest said was true, he seemed to have a supernatural power, this kind of witchcraft could conjure a dark weapon for him - the staff of fallen power, which can be called the destroyer of the gods and the weapon of dragon slaying.

However, this dark blade did not last long, and could only last for a few breaths, but that depraved aura would bewitch Panson's mind more and more with each transfiguration of the scepter.

During the incident of Oss becoming a werewolf, Pan Sen also gradually learns the secret behind the dark people: the royal and noble body of Loilai's pure blood plays a crucial role in resurrecting the soul of the Kirin King. In this way, the Kirin King does not need to undergo divine baptism, and after his resurrection, he will become a true dark werewolf, and will not be bewitched by the visions of the Protoss.

This kind of resurrection is terrifying, and without the illusion of the Protoss to be its enemy, the Kirin King is bound to lead the Dark Clan even more rampant.

In the dark and dreary night, as if boundless thick ink was heavily smeared on the sky, and the dormitory was silent in an eerie darkness, Pan Sen sat on the general's chair at the head of the hall, his head hanging very low.

The cold wind wailed outside the hall, and the smell of dark and cold blood floated in the air, like rotting corpses.

A chill suddenly penetrated into his body, and Pan Sen slowly raised his eyes, his pupils seemed to be flushed with a layer of crimson, just like when Oss turned into a werewolf, the dark green wolf pupils met Pan Sen's dark eyes, and the werewolf suddenly quieted down for a moment.

A strange smile tugged at the corners of Panson's lips, and when he wanted to make further contact with the Dark Clan, the High Priest preemptively assimilated him into a demon. It seems that the Wind Rider has won the game, but only Panson himself knows that this is not the case.

★★★★ The legend ★★★ of the mermaid in the parchment

The morning light is faint, and the faint light and shadow toss and turns between the gaps in the branches and leaves, casting the mottled golden glow on the grass.

A ray of spring sunshine rested on Os's sleeping face, and at first glance, his whole person was so calm and handsome, as if engraved.

Man'er didn't want to get up, she only cherished his arms, Os's arms were strong and strong, and when she hugged herself, she felt relieved and warm.

"What are your arrangements for today?" Oss's voice sounded very lazy.

"I really want to go to Linchuan Moon Valley to swim."

"How about I go with you?"

"If Your Majesty wants to go, then we will choose to go to the sea!"

He frowned and asked with a puzzled expression, "Why?" ”

Man'er's small dimples were on his lips, and he whispered in his ear, "Because I'm going to throw you into the sea......"

"If you dare to make a fool of me, then you are really ......" Oss will never forget that he was once planted in the hands of a little girl......

Man'er heard him gritting his teeth, "What? Your Majesty doesn't want to eat me? ”

He really looked like a hungry tiger pounced, and there was no moment of peace in his hands, "If I could, I would definitely do it!" ”

Man'er hurriedly shrank her body to the other side, and begged with a smile: "I, I'm not as delicious as Your Majesty imagined, you will be disgusted if you eat it." ”

He raised an eyebrow, "If I don't taste it, how will I know the answer?" "He's about to pounce.

Man'er pulled the quilt tightly on her body and smiled coquettishly: "Your Majesty...... Your Majesty is a cannibal-eating demon! ”

He asked teasingly, "The Lone King thinks that eating fish is not a sin!" What, are you scared? ”

Man'er immediately lowered her voice, like a child, "The villain knows that he is wrong, and he asks His Majesty to spare his life." ”

At this moment, I suddenly heard a man's low and respectful voice coming from outside the hall, "Your Majesty, General Pan Sen is waiting outside the hall. ”

Oss immediately suppressed his smile, he got up neatly, and commanded in a cold voice: "Come on, change clothes for me." ”

I saw the maids coming in a hurry, waiting very carefully. In the eyes of others, Oss has always had a solemn and solemn bearing, and his eyebrows are cold and alienated.

About a cup of tea, Oss was properly dressed, and at this time he was dressed in a dark brown noble robe, with a black cloak draped over his shoulders, the edge of which was sewn and embroidered with white velvet, and he stood tall in the temple, and at first glance he was a man who could turn the fingers.

With the maids in the hall serving, Oss was no longer as gentle and considerate as he had been when he was alone, and he turned to look at Man'er, who had just been freshly dressed, and his purple eyes seemed to have crumpled stars shining brightly.

After a while, he saw the corners of his ink-colored cloak hanging lightly, and he turned to leave.

Man'er put away her obedient smile, dismissed the maids, and sat alone in front of the makeup mirror.

Recently, for some reason, she only felt that she had no appetite at all, her chest seemed to be blocked by something, and her lower abdomen occasionally turned over the river and Haiti was uncomfortable, but she couldn't vomit no matter how she wanted to.

Is it my own illness?