Wen Ying's hair was wet, and a Terran slave girl was wiping Wen Ying's hair with a soft deerskin scarf.

Wen Ying was now distraught, she knew why Ivan was holding today's wedding. The memory of that love has long been in Wen Ying's mind--- that night, when Wen Ying fell into a deep sleep due to the third heartache, she called the name of the Grand Duke of Litus for the first time in her dream, and then she called the name of the Grand Duke Ivan.

Grand Duke Ivan was overjoyed, and despite Wen Ying's deep sleep, he still couldn't help but have a love affair with Wen Ying. Along with that warm and lingering love, as well as Grand Duke Ivan's warm and lingering love words--- of course, Grand Duke Ivan did not know that Wen Ying could get his memory through physical contact, so as to know every love word he said - such warm and lingering love words, when Wen Ying was sober, Grand Duke Ivan did not often say, and Grand Duke Ivan's temperament was still as cold as an iceberg after all. Grand Duke Ivan made an oath to Wen Ying, one of which was to marry Wen Ying, who would remain by his side forever.

However, Wen Ying really didn't understand why Emperor Eric wanted to pass the throne of the Raphael Clan to Archduke Ivan when he knew the prophecy of the three-star castle?

The old Earl of Esmeida said coquettishly: "Which wedding dress does the dragon lord like?" ”

Wen Ying looked at the white wedding dresses lined up in front of her and was silent.

Seeing that Wen Ying was silent, the old Count Esmeida was not angry, she casually pointed to one of the wedding dresses and said, "This wedding dress, if the Dragon Lord wears it, Grand Duke Ivan will definitely like it." ”

One of the Terran slave girls changed the wedding dress she was holding in both hands to holding the wedding dress in her hand, and walked quickly towards Wen Ying.

"Little green pothos, don't you put on the wedding dress for the dragon lord?" The old Earl of Esmeida spoke sharply to Xiao Lu and Xiao Luo who were standing beside Wen Ying.

Xiao Lu Xiaoluo and the two of them hurriedly walked up to the celebrity slave girl and took the wedding dress.

"You two stand still." Wen Ying stretched out her hand and stopped the two, and she said to the old Count Esmeda: "I won't wear ------"

Before she finished speaking, Wen Ying opened her mouth and exclaimed. It's just that this exclamation stopped abruptly, Wen Ying was shocked by the scene in front of her, and she was stunned.

The heads of Xiao Lu and Xiao Luo flew up from Wen Ying's eyes and rolled down onto the wedding dress in Xiao Luo's hand--- Xiao Luo was still holding the wedding dress as white as snow in both hands. Little Green Xiaoluo's neck was as if it had been slashed by a sharp sword, the incision was neat and smooth, and on the empty neck, two streams of blood splashed out almost at the same time, and even splashed on Wen Ying's body and splashed on Wen Ying's cheek.

Two heads rolled down onto the snow-white woolen blanket. The eyes on each skull are even open.

This is a very strange phenomenon, two torsos without heads are standing upright in front of Wen Ying's eyes.

In a moment, Xiao Lu Xiaoluo's torso, as well as the two heads on the ground, all turned into a gray-white --- had been petrified, along with the original bright red blood flowing from the necks of the two, all coagulated and petrified, and also turned gray-white.

The old Count of Esmeida waved his hand, Wen Ying felt a breeze blowing, and she looked at the headless torso in front of her, which actually turned into a pile of powder. The pale green cotton dress, without the support of the torso, fell loosely to the ground. And the heads of the two also turned into gray-white dust.

It wasn't until this moment that Wen Ying seemed to come back to her senses, she touched her face, and opened her palm in front of her eyes, and on her palm, there were several gray-white dust marks.

"You ---" Wen Ying glared at the old Earl of Esmeda, her expression shocked. She didn't use honorifics at the moment, where did she remember using honorifics for the old Count of Esmeida.

Wen Ying never expected that the old Earl of Esmeida would be so ruthless, so ruthless that it was unreasonable! This old woman actually killed Xiao Lu Xiaoluo like this! No reason, no reason! This old woman actually killed Xiao Lu Xiaoluo right in front of her eyes!

Xiao Lu Xiao Lu, a Terran girl who has been by Wen Ying's side for about two hundred days, was so unfortunate that she died and turned into ashes.

"How can you ---" Before Wen Ying finished speaking, the person had already been pushed by the old Count Esmeida and sent into the bath.

"Why don't you bathe the dragon lord again!" The old Count Esmeida said sharply to the four Terran female slaves beside the bath, and the next sentence was directed at Wen Ying, but her voice became delicate again: "Dragon Lord, the lives of these Terran slaves are in the hands of the Dragon Lord. ”

After a pause, the old Earl of Esmeida smiled coquettishly: "If the woolen carpets in the dormitory are stained with a layer of corpse ashes, and it is extremely difficult to clean up, perhaps, the three old fellows will be unhappy." ”

The three old guys in the mouth of the old count of Esmeida refer to the three of Tumu Dai, Tulin Dai, and Tumori Dai. In terms of the time of existence, the three of them have only existed for more than 1,500 years, and the old Earl of Esmeida has existed for more than 10,000 years, but she calls the three of them old fellows.

The death and petrification of the Terrans will soon turn to ashes. And this ash is called corpse ashes.

The Divine Magic Book records: Humble humans, when you live, you depend on the gifts of the earth to survive, and after you die, you will return to the earth.

Corpse ashes are said to be the best plant fertilizer, and the Terrans will not have cemeteries. According to the rules of the Divine Magic Codex, the ashes of the corpse are to be carried around by the wind, and wherever they fall, they will be there. Therefore, after the death of the human race, only one tombstone can be left as a remembrance of relatives for relatives to mourn.

Wen Ying soon finished bathing again, with the experience of Xiao Lu and Xiao Luo, Wen Ying didn't want the innocent slave girl to die in vain like this again, even if she didn't want to, Wen Ying obediently put on a wedding dress. She also knew very well in her heart that the appearance of the old Count Esmeida in the dormitory was not only the meaning of the Grand Duke Ivan, but also the meaning of Emperor Eric. Is she still capable of rebelling against Emperor Eric?

Wen Ying, who was dressed in a white wedding dress, was sitting in front of the dressing mirror, and a Terran slave girl was combing Wen Ying's hair.

Looking at the image in the mirror, Wen Ying could see that the slave girl's face was pale, and even her hands were shaking, probably because she was worried that her head would hit the ground at any time.

In the hands of the old Count Esmeida, he played with this hair ornament, which was two beautiful and delicate flowers, each flower had only three petals, one was pink, the other was pale green, and the stamens of the two flowers were bright yellow, and the petals were inlaid with rubies and emeralds, and the stamens were made of gold.

"It's a love flower." The old Earl Esmeida said, handing the love flower hair ornament in his hand to a female slave girl standing next to Wen Ying, and the female slave hurriedly reached out and took it.

The women of the Protoss, in terms of dress, may have extremely complicated and luxurious dresses, but in terms of hairstyles, they advocate simplicity.

The slave girl who combed Wen Ying's hair took a little of the black hair on Wen Ying's left and right sideburns, starting from the top of her head and after her ears, she braided them into two twisted braids, and after reaching the ears, she combed the left and right strands of black hair, together with the remaining black hair, into a simple and beautiful bun with a little to the right. Then, use that erotic flower hair ornament to fix the bun.

"On top of the wedding, the Ivan Guild will bring love flowers to the dragon lord, and the dragon lord had better agree." Old Earl Esmeida said

"What if I say no?" Wen Ying said, she gritted her teeth, her voice trembling a little.

Old Count Esmeida smiled, "If the dragon lord does not agree, after the wedding, the dragon lord will no longer be the dragon lord." ”

"What does the old earl mean by that?" Wen Ying said.

"The little golden dragon has become a dead dragon, what else can the dragon lord do?" The old Count Esmeida smiled coquettishly, she stretched out her hand and stroked Wen Ying's cheek: "The dragon lord don't call the old Count Esmeida next time, Esmeida doesn't like to hear the word 'old' the most." ”