Chapter 183: Wishing Fulfillment

"Wait here, I'll stop him. "www.biquge.infoLocke told them, and he stepped out of the shadow of the house, sorted out his image, and waited at the intersection of the road.

"Hey! Sir, I heard your kids need a RC race car, some candy! Locke handed the red gift box and the bag of candy to the young father.

"No, that's it. Well, don't be surprised. I'm Grandpa Winter. ”

Locke grimaced, grinned and turned and ran into the alley to the side.

The young father stood there stunned for a long time.

"Aren't you going to say a few words to your husband?" Locke made a big circle and got back there.

The female undead was watched by Bridget and had not yet left.

"Thank you for your kindness, Paladin-sama." The female undead bowed deeply, "Instead of letting them see what I look like now, let them always remember what I looked like when I was alive." Then forget about me and start a new life. ”

"Now I," the undead sobbed softly, "it will scare them." ”

Locke waited for her mood to stabilize before continuing to ask.

"How did you get in? If I'm not mistaken, there are no undead in this vicinity at all. Moreover, it was surrounded by the Crusaders. ”

"I'm sorry, sir." The female undead rubbed her sleeve on her face, "I entered here with the crowd returning from the beach. ”

It appears that there is a need to implement an identity registration system as soon as possible.

"Where are you from?" Locke asked her.

"I don't know." The undead shook her head, "When I woke up, I was wandering through the woods. ”

"And how did you find here? And know that your children and husband live here? Locke was a little puzzled, it was not easy to find this place accurately.

"I followed the hordes of migrants to the outskirts of town, in order to come in and find out the news. I soaked myself in the river for a few days and soaked off the smell of my body. I bought clothes on the outskirts of the town again, and I asked a lot of people before I asked for the address. The undead said in a hoarse voice.

Locke walked around in place, thinking about a solution to the matter.

Obviously, it is impossible for humans to live in cities where the undead are possible. This will cause panic among the civilians and be detrimental to the development of the town.

If you kill her, you will never be able to do it, it has nothing to do with the camp.

"What are your plans for the future?" Locke asked, looking up at her.

"I," said the undead after a moment's hesitation, "I'm going to the royal capital of Lordaeron. It is said that there are a lot of people out there who exist like me... Person. ”

Locke nodded after hearing this, this is probably the best solution.

"Then be careful, there are many crusaders along the way. They will surely kill you when they meet you. Locke got out of the way, "Disguise yourself." ”

"Thank you, sir." The undead bowed respectfully to Locke and Bridget, and then she bent over and slowly disappeared into the surrounding alley.

"The two of us, I'm afraid we're the most alternative paladins." Bridget smiled wryly and stood beside Locke, "You're going to let go of an undead." ”

"I can't believe I'd do something like this."

Bridget looked in the direction of the undead, "She's worth it, though." She is a great mom. ”

"I should have infected you." Locke turned his head with a smile and looked at Bridget as he continued, "You can make such a decision. It was a real surprise to me. ”

"In the past, you were a person who hated the undead."

Bridget looked down at her toes and smiled, "Only by approaching these ordinary civilians can you know the hardships of their lives. It is also understood why they hate and fear the nobility so much. In the same way, it also made me understand why you are different from us. ”

"You have always been a different kind of paladin in my mind, and you always think differently from other paladins. It always feels like you're standing in a high position to consider all the issues. ”

"I have some doubts that you are the embodiment of the Holy Light." Bridget laughed at the end.

"Okay, no more nonsense! I'm freezing to death! Bridget put her arm around her shoulder, "Now that the candy is gone, we should go back." ”

"Aren't you cold?" Locke looked back with a smile.

"Didn't I say it's not cold if it's not cold?" Bridget gave him a blank look, rubbing her hands on her thighs.

Locke laughed and took off his clothes and wrapped them around her.

Locke put his hand on her shoulder and hugged her back. Bridget grabbed him by the arm, then took his hand and placed it on her exposed waist.

The smooth and delicate touch is transmitted to Locke through the fingers. Locke's body shuddered and was about to withdraw his hand, but Bridget pressed his hand against his waist.

Above the sky, the goose-feathered snow fell on the earth layer by layer, falling on them.

"That's it! Let's go! I'm going to freeze. Bridget drilled into his arms hard, and her mouth kept belching layers of white gas.

"Hold me. Didn't you say that you want to fulfill my wish today? Bridget whispered in Locke's arms, "Let's go." ”

Locke looked down at her, shaking his head helplessly. He didn't know what it would become if it continued like this.

Forget it, today is the Winter Veil Festival, so let's fulfill her wishes.

"So! Let's go! Locke put aside other thoughts and put his hand tightly on her small waist.

In her arms, Brigitte had a smug smile on her face.

Stepping on the snow and making the sound of Katz and Katz, Locke hugged Bridget like a pair of lovers, and hurried to the city hall.

"You know what? I'm going to be mad when you wash Noris's feet in front of me! Bridget grumbled in Locke's arms, "You treat me like a transparent person!" ”

"Oh? Is it? Locke replied casually.

"You also said that you treat me as a brother!" Bridget angrily punched Locke in the chest. "Am I not like a woman like that?!"

Locke could only smile at this, he was not fit to speak now, and it might be best to remain silent.

"I was even thinking, if I were Noris!" Bridget sighed, "I don't know why I became the way I was. ”

"I'm here to oversee you! But I didn't expect it to become like this. You're poisonous! Do you know?! Bridget thumped Locke's chest vigorously.

Locke listened with a blank face.

"It's here!"

With Locke's emotionless words, it reached Bridget's ears.

Bridget's chatter came to an abrupt end.

Bridget silently left Locke's embrace, tidying up her clothes.

Then, she made her way to the town hall.

Under the winter curtain tree in the city hall, there were very few gift boxes that were originally piled up.

Locke chatted with the non-commissioned officers guarding the gate for a while before entering the town hall.

Inside the town hall, Bridget is sitting by the fire to warm her thighs.

"Aren't you going to change your clothes?" Locke didn't go over, he sat against a small winter curtain tree in the house, and took a festive beer from under the winter curtain tree.

"Didn't you say it was cold?" Locke gulped down a glass of beer, "Ah~ It tastes so good!" Would you like a drink? ”

Brigitte stood up, she walked over to Locke's side, squeezed Locke, and then picked up a glass of beer and drank it.

Bridget didn't reply.

Locke also had an indescribable depression in his heart, and he drank beer cup after beer, and soon his eyes became blurred.

Suddenly, Bridget burst out laughing, and she dragged Locke over and pointed to the Wintercurtain Tree.

"Look! What is it! Bridget's face glowed red with excitement as she pointed to a small plant in the Winter Veil tree.

"What is this?" Locke's blurred eyes couldn't see what was in the tree, and he asked confusedly.

"I really don't know how you got over the past ten years?" Brigitte said dissatisfied, pointing to the plant and saying, "Mistletoe! It's mistletoe! ”

"You know what? Does a man and a woman mean anything under mistletoe?! Bridget looked at Locke excitedly.

"Mistletoe?" Locke was a little confused. "I'm sorry, I'm a little messed up, tell me."

"Hey, hey, hey!" Brigitte let out an exaggerated smile, "One of the most romantic customs of the Winter Veil Festival is that when you and another person of the opposite sex are found standing under mistletoe, you have to kiss!" ”

"Wha!" Bridget let out a frenzied laugh.

Locke was a little dazed for a moment, so coincidental? Which bastard is this here?! There won't be any women coming in the town hall except for Bridget and Shiloh!

It must have been a good thing done by those boys in the Guards Squadron!

Locke was a little depressed for a moment. After being reminded by Bridget, he remembered that there seemed to be such a thing.

But this....

"Come on, Locke!" Bridget looked at him with a smile, "This is the arrangement of the Holy Light!" I'm going to enjoy the process! ”

"Hey, wait a minute..."Before Locke could finish speaking, Bridget grabbed Locke's neck, pulled Locke in front of her, and kissed him.

Well, it's not my fault, really, I don't know who put the mistletoe here, it's really not my fault. Locke numbed himself in his heart.

Locke put his heart on the woman in his arms, and he found that the woman in front of him was roughly gnawing on his lips.

Alas, kissing won't be silly. Are you trying to bite me to death?

Locke tried to shove his tongue into her mouth. Bridget in her arms instantly became a thriller.

Soon, Bridget seemed to have tasted the sweetness, and the female man was revealed, instantly driving Locke's tongue back and invading the past.

Here, she put Locke's hand on her lap and rubbed his hand up and down.

Gradually, Locke was a little unable to hold on, and the plump and firm touch in his hand was teasing his nerves all the time.

It was like a fire burning in his body, but the fire raged but he couldn't find a breakthrough, and the fire had to divert his head to attack his sanity.

Bridget had already let go of her hand, and Locke didn't know it yet. He was still caressing Bridget's smooth, sturdy thighs.

Suddenly, Locke noticed that his other hand, under Bridget's tud, had touched a pair of special things.

They are so soft and rich to the touch.

This is!!!

Locke's eyes turned a little red, and he almost couldn't help it. He wanted to stop, but he couldn't control his sanity. It was as if there was some secret there waiting for him to explore.

"Carry me to bed... Fulfill this wish of mine, okay? Bridget's faint voice suddenly appeared in Locke's ears.

Locke's long-held sanity finally collapsed.

He grabbed Bridget's body and pushed open the bedroom door behind the town hall.

Locke threw Brigitte on the large bed in the room, and Bridge smiled shyly on the goose down quilt, and she blushed and hooked her hand at Locke.

Locke was completely blown up by this action, he forgot everything, forgot everything.

He tore up his clothes and jumped on the bed, and as soon as he hugged Bridget, she rolled over and pressed against the bed.

"Tonight! I'm going to be a knightess! ”

In Locke's remaining consciousness, he only remembered the last sentence.