"I just want to think, in this case, it's too cheap for you, and it's better to let you die to pieces. It became the scrap product most suitably. Murro leaned against the wall, his head down, not wanting to see the crowd.

"What did you write? Can you show me? Victory watched as Lord Wu was writing.

Wujue hummed very dryly, tore it off and handed it over, a group of people gathered together to take a look, and a piece of paper written by Wujue was, "Hold a grudge and kill you." ”

The company looked at Mu Luo, and Mu Luo also looked at the company, and the two of them looked at each other, and no one said a word.

"Can we discuss cooking?" George V tried his best to talk to Wujue, but Wujue just didn't reply, didn't say anything, just sat there.

"That black tea recipe of yours is really good, we can come and exchange kitchen experience, our royal maid, I also want to take the opportunity to learn from you." George V was patient and wanted to take a step-by-step routine.

"This new black tea recipe is really good, you see? Would you like to drink some of our iris wine? Concerning. Richelieu watched as he ignored him, and didn't want to talk any more.

"Hey, Wujue, you're talking." Wales shouted. "When did I go to the north to unite, you are framing, it is a provocation, it is all your fault, which led to me being locked up. Hurry up and make it clear! Wales frowned.

"That's right, they've told you all the good things, don't you know?" Enterprises look at Wujue is not oil and salt, and they don't listen to all the good words.

"Huh? That's what you used to interrogate? I can't say that Royal Dead Fisheye and White Eagle Ace Aircraft Carrier went to the North to play their own friendly lineup. "No Lord knew what Wales was going to say.

"Then the Northern Union said, you said it, and the plan to destroy the Northern Union was made by Wales." George V's anger came up.

Hearing this, Wujue thought about it for a while, and remembered that Sixin seemed to send a report to other people like this, and someone did something in the middle.

"What did you say? I knew that Wujue had gone to attack the Northern Union, and when he was about to succeed, he suddenly had a cold snowstorm, so he failed. Akafla seemed to know what was going on, and when the group returned.

There was no such thing at all, Akafla held his hand on the table and watched Wujue write and draw on the paper, "How do you feel?" Akafla didn't know that he was saying this very badly.

"It's like vomiting, it's like vomiting when you're pregnant, you know? Just a little bit away, we can lay down the Northern Union. Unlord grabbed Akafla and shook him violently.

"It's all the damn one, the snow is knee-deep at the end, the siren's land missile armored vehicles are not running, I'm so angry, you can't open which pot to mention." Unlord is tempted to strangle Akafla right now.

"Let's go out first, maybe there are too many people and it's causing pressure on them." Radiance felt that Murro had no ill intentions.

"Huh? When will the two of us get out? Wales looked at the way George V was leaving.

"Ahh You say this, when did you settle the matter with Sardinia, yes, you look at them, if they run away, you know the consequences. We are waiting for you in the outhouses. "George V went first, and the Duke of York went out with him.

"I want to talk to them." Richelieu tried very hard to look kind, but no matter what he did, Akavra just didn't look at it, leaned against the wall, and looked at his fingernails.

Richelieu opened the iron door and walked in, watching Richelieu walk in, Joan of Arc was very nervous, always keeping an eye on the movements of the Lord.

"Some people say I'm the initiator of the war, and some people fear me because I'm a bishop, what do you think?" Richelieu said that.

With a click, the tip of the pen in Wujue's hand broke off on the table.

"You get up for me!" Akafla couldn't help it, and directly pulled Wujue away, and Akafla stood in front of Richelieu.

"I'm warning you now, don't talk nonsense here, my temper isn't as good as those two nerds, you want to talk to me, don't you? Yes! Okay, I'll talk to you. Akafleur's actually made Richelieu take a few steps back.

"Nerd?" Mu Luo came back to his senses, as if he had only heard the word nerd.

"Would you like to talk to me, thank you in advance, can we sit down and talk slowly?" Richelieu was a little excited, after all, Akavra was willing to talk to him.

"I think, as you know, that blindly suppressing and killing is not the way to solve the problem, thank you very much." Richelieu invited Akafla to sit down.

"Oh, you say, do you think I'm ignoring you?" Akafla sat down at the table, crossed his legs, and turned his head to look at Richelieu.

"Look at this form, it doesn't look like you've been caught." Looking at Akaflakre's arrogant attitude, the company knew that it was definitely not caught.

"I can't see this, after all, the lawgiver is also very arrogant." Wales watched Murro carefully, who sat on the ground, leaning against the corner, blinking a few times from time to time.

"Joan of Arc, you've fought more with them than I do, don't you want to say anything now, take it easy, don't be like this, old opponent, let's talk about it first." Richelieu looked at Akafleur still sitting at the table.

"Huh?" Joan of Arc felt that there was nothing to say, and she didn't know where to start.

It was a very coincidence that Huang and Bismarck also came over, and as soon as Huang entered the door, he saw Akafla sitting on the table, shaking his legs very leisurely.

"Yoh? Are they all here? I can do a big deal. Akafla jumped down, trying to jump out with an arrow step, only to be held back by Murro and Unknighted.

"Big brother, forget it, forget it, we will have a chance in the future, beat her to death, we may really not be able to leave." Murro knew that Akafla was going to rush up and fight the phoenix.

"You'd better go out first. You can wait a little longer. Richelieu watched as Akavre burst into a rage.

Everyone else waited in the room outside, and here, Joan of Arc and Richelieu were left behind.

"I used to be a trainer and trained excellent warriors, but now I will pick up the sword in my hand and stand at the forefront of the iris, and I am willing to give everything for the land I love." Joan of Arc looked at Akafleur.

"Joan of Arc? I can only say that the name is a good thing, like Wales next door, the name is on your mission, I regret it now, I should have hacked you to death at that time. "Akafla regrets it now.

"It's not that you don't sell regret medicine, if there is, it's an IQ tax, and I wonder if you're not stupid." Unlord felt that Akafla was not the kind of person who had a bad temper and was short-tempered.

"Joan of Arc..... There are so many things in this name, but I will not run away from it, because this is my mission, whether you are passive or active. Joan of Arc did not say the second half of the sentence.

Because Richelieu patted Joan of Arc on the shoulder and gave a hint.

Joan of Arc understood this and looked at her awkward tone, "Is there something bothering you?" "Joan of Arc felt very uncomfortable.

"You still have a mission to complete The smoke of gunfire is still filling, the war is still going on, and now is the time when you need to persevere. I don't think you'll give up, right, is it so hard to talk well? We have not forced you to use violence or force. "Joan of Arc was just angry about the Akafla attitude.

"It's really ridiculous. Again, without all the core keys, you will once again enter the Sirens of what can be called the Divine Realm, and let me speak well to a group of people who want my life, unless you die before me first. Murro made it very clear.

This means that there is no room for negotiation, and at least there is nothing to talk about until the war is over.

"If you were the devil, I would have slashed at you with this sword, but you have just gone astray, wake up quickly, more than once, I feel that you are not a great evil." Joan of Arc forcibly endured the awkwardness.

Say thank you to Akafleur.

"Our enemy is the sirens behind you, as long as you put down your resistance, it won't be difficult to get along." Enterprises don't know what they are insisting on, although they understand everything, but they are so stubborn.

"You're talking nonsense with me, believe it or not, I'm on the spot now, smashing your light armor, making you lie on the ground and can't stand up, I didn't say I'm a good person, you just think I'm a good person for wishful thinking." Murro was getting impatient.

"Why are they so grumpy?" Richelieu could already feel the smell of gunpowder in the air.

"It's all your fault, you'd better put us back before it gets dark in the afternoon." Akafla didn't want to hear it anymore, and he wanted to kick the door open and get out at once.

"If you insist on this, I won't show mercy the next time we meet, that's all, we'll see you next time we fight." Joan of Arc didn't want to talk any further.

Richelieu also heard very clearly, "I know that we can talk about many things, and I can also feel that your rejection of my episcopal status, aside from these, I think we still have a lot to talk about, and I am also looking forward to the near future, we can sit together and talk well, then sorry to bother you for so long." Richelieu reluctantly gave up.

"Do you know that guy who looks exactly like me?" The company began to talk to Wujue.

"I said, are you bothered?" Wujue couldn't stand it anymore, and shredded the paper in his hand, "If you are quiet, you will die." If you're going to die, you'll keep making trouble. ”

"I still feel like you're having a terrible temper." Murro felt that Wujue had almost had enough.

"Why be angry? That's just punishing yourself for other people's mistakes, saying that it's angry and hurting your body, okay, let's not be angry, there is a saying that it's better to die than to live, I don't know who survives whom, right. "Wujue also has nothing to say, so he said so.

"No, these people don't listen to anything, they don't listen to anything." Richelieu looked at the time, it was almost time to set off on patrol.

"Why haven't you come back yet? It can't be that far on the road. "Sigmund waited for the flowers, and thanks.

"Something could be wrong." Aishar decided to strike first.

"Let's do it first and arrest their patrol, it's been more than half a day, it's impossible that they haven't come back now, they must be in trouble." Aishar had sensed something.

"No, it won't." Simmonley didn't want to believe it, but time was a long time gone.

"What! They've been caught! "Sigmund has just received a message from the Evolutionary, and the status indicator identity coordinates show that the Lord is in the royal base.

"Then let's stop talking about it and detain their patrol first." Aishar immediately went into action.

"They and the other sirens are on their way, and I'll go with you." Simmonelli also joined Aishaal's team.