Temu looked at the intersection of the abyss of memory with the word "She" written on it, and watched the scenes of memory portraits come to an end. Temu turned around and looked back at the intersection where the word "De" was written.

The red-haired boy picked up the "Blood Sword" with his right hand. "You can come, I am absolutely welcome! Your name is Jasmine, right, then I'll call you Ya-chan in the future, you can just call me Nuke. The red-haired boy smiled at Jasmine.

"Young Master Nuke, it's time to eat!" Two young girls in aprons ran in.

The two girls watched as Jasmine stood on guard, standing in front of the red-haired boy.

"Ya-chan, this is what I told you about Jenny and Little Pink", the red-haired boy looked at the battle in front of him and smiled.

The two girls did not relax, turned around and said to the red-haired young man: "Young Master, the 'Blood Sword' is the person of the eldest young master!" Your coming to country J is a trick of the eldest young master, and the purpose is to kill you! The girl's face was full of indignation.

"I'm not! I didn't! Don't spew blood! Jasmine looked at the girl and shot back loudly, "I am indeed the eldest young master's person, and that's because I have received the grace of the eldest young master, in order to repay the favor!" I did send a message to the eldest young master, it was a report made by the young master when he first came to country J, I don't think it was a betrayal of the young master. From the arrival of the young master to the present, I have never had the heart to hurt the young master. ”

"Are you sure you haven't sent a letter to your master?" Little Pink, who had long pink hair and was dressed as a maid, pouted.

"When the young master didn't come, I reported to the eldest young master about the witch's secret investigation", Jasmine stretched out her left hand to hold her hair, raised her head and stared at Xiao Taohong, "After the young master came, he didn't pass a word!" ”

"You don't know if you pass it on!" Little Pink clasped her arms and glared back at Jasmine.

"After the young master came, I saw that the butler had secretly used the interstellar light, and I don't know who passed it on," said Jenny, who was wearing a maid's outfit with blue braids, with her head down and fiddling with the corners of her clothes.

"It's okay, it's okay, everyone is good for me and for my safety. In the future, everyone will be on one front, for the sake of my face, turn war into jade silk" The red-haired young man looked at the three of them clapping his hands, and when he heard the tone becoming more and more sharp, he hurried out of the round.

"Hmph, don't let me catch you!" The corners of Little Peach's mouth rose, and she stretched out her jade finger and pointed at Jasmine.

"Yes, but you'll be disappointed." Jasmine stretched out her hands and coiled her hair into a heart shape and held it with a water chestnut cone.

The red-haired boy glanced at the two of them, turned to look at the blue-haired girl holding the dinner plate, and rubbed his hands. "Jenny, what did you cook today?"

"Back to the young master, I didn't bring too many ingredients when I went out in a hurry, and I ate 'fried borscht', 'Doguri steak', 'steamed hippo cakes', 'Andre turkey soup' and 'Mercasse bread' for dinner," the girl with blue braids straightened her hands behind her back and blinked mischievously.

"It's good, it's hearty!" The red-haired teenager rubbed the blue girl's head with his hands. Tilting his head to look at the two who were still in a state of cold war: "Do you want to fill your stomach first, and then come back...", pulling the blue-haired girl towards the restaurant.

The long-haired pink girl squinted at Jasmine and snorted coldly, and ran after her.

Jasmine stroked her sleeves, her eyebrows moved, her eyes softened, and she walked towards the restaurant with a catwalk.

In the early morning, the rising sun slanted down on the earth, and the dew-stained flowers and plants were covered with a thin veil. On the potholed stone road, a carriage draped in family crests came from far and near, and in the front seat of the carriage sat two girls wearing maid outfits with pink hair ornaments and girls with blue and blue hair ornaments, facing the sun, their white and round faces with a layer of redness. The blue girl drove the carriage with the Mithril reins in her hand, and the pink girl looked back at the carriage from time to time with an indignant expression on her face.

The dilapidated tavern was in shambles, broken bottles glistening in the sunlight, and several homeless drunks were wrapped in tattered clothes and lying on wooden benches.

Not far from the tavern, the door was hidden, and a glimmer of early morning light shone into the dim room, bringing a wisp of light and mist.

"Da'er", the blue-haired girl drank the horse, and the carriage stopped not far from the door, and whispered, "Young master, it's here." ”

The car door opened, and the red-haired, one-armed boy slowly stepped out of the car with a leather-armored woman holding a sharp blade.

"Well, it's a nice day," the red-haired boy stretched as he walked to the thatched hut. The leather-armored woman followed.

In the room, the middle-aged witch I saw yesterday was sitting with her back to the door, with countless teeth hanging from her neck, and the wind blew in and let out a low "whimper". "You're here." An old and cold voice sounded.

"That's right! Here we go! The red-haired boy bowed down and clenched his fists, "I don't know what His Excellency the Demon King thinks." ”

The woman behind her held a sharp blade in one hand and clinged to the red-haired boy.

"Don't be nervous, my lord is me, and I am my lord." The witch turned to look at the red-haired boy. The witch wore a black cloak, her pale cheeks covered in spider-shaped bloodshots, her blood-red eyes that glowed a palpitating green when they turned, and her hands holding the skull staff were withered and looked like a piece of withered wood with maggots and man-eating ants wriggling on them.

The leather-armored woman's eyes widened and she covered her mouth with her hand.

The red-haired boy glanced at the witch, "Good! The Darol Witch is even more stylish! Oh no! Congratulations on the arrival of the Demon King! ”

"Doyo-yo", "witch" cracked barbed lips and wiped her long nose with her deadwood-like fingers. "Picking up yesterday's topic, how did you make me the Holy Light Pope."

"I wonder how much magic the Demon King can exert now?" The red-haired boy paced the room with his hands behind his back.

"What are you asking for!" The witch stretched out her sharp claws and put them in front and blew, "My Lord has come across the plane, more than a tenth of its heyday!" This does not affect our cooperation. ”

"Very good, it doesn't matter. I need to know a little bit about the Demon King's abilities," the red-haired boy touched his chin and glanced at the clumsy witch. "My plan is to give you a chance to kill with honor...", the red-haired teen ninja whispered disgusted by the "witch".

"Very good note, then I'll listen to your good news," the witch stretched out her forked tongue and licked her dry lips, "I'm too tired this time, I need to rest, let's go down..."

"Your Excellency the Demon King farewell!" The red-haired boy walked out of the house with his fists clenched.

"Young Master, why didn't we attack just now!" The leather-armored woman whispered from behind.

"I need it in its full power against the Pope!" The red-haired boy walked out quickly with his head bowed.

"My lord, why don't you keep these two?" The witch asked hoarsely with her head down.

"Compared to these two little ants, the Holy Light Pope is more delicious, and the honor kill can also lift me up in hell... Status! The "witch" growled, wielding the skull staff. What you have to do is help me recover as soon as possible, hear no minions! ”

"Do as my Lord commands!" The witch bowed her head and took out the rouge gouache in front of the crystal ball.

On the gravel road, the red-haired boy and the leather-armored woman stepped into the carriage. The steed snorted and made a "crunch" sound as it ran down the road, carrying the dust towards the manor.

The sloppy man at the door of the tavern got up and got up, tightened his torn clothes with his hands, fumbled in his pocket and pulled out a light, and reported in a low voice.

The butler threw away the light and shaved his beard seriously in front of the mirror. After shaving, I took a picture left and right, and carefully rolled the thin blade with blue light into the collar. muttered in a low voice: "Jasmine is really stupid, she can't do this thing well, and the eldest young master chooses people like this." ”

"Drive!" The blue-haired girl rushes into the manor in a horse-drawn carriage. The red-haired girl shook her head and looked at the manor guards, "Close the door!" ”

The wall-top magic defense cannon automatically activated, and the alloy gate flashed and slammed shut.

Outside the manor, several masked assassins dressed as vagabonds and armed with Persian scimitars in pursuit of the carriage stopped, looked resentful towards the gate, and left.

The speeding carriage stopped at the entrance of the foyer, and the butler stood at the entrance of the foyer and bent down to open the door.

The red-haired boy kicked open the broken car door and gave the butler a meaningful look as he passed by, "Get the medicine!" The woman in leather armor rushed into the room.

On the hospital bed, Jasmine, who had several poison darts on her body, closed her eyes. Little Pink, with a bandage wrapped around her right shoulder, tore open Jasmine's leather armor and took Jenny's medicine. Reach out and cover Jasmine's wound. Jenny took the scalpel and carefully peeled off the blood scab around the poison dart, stretched out the tweezers and pinched the poison dart and pulled it out. The medicine that had just been applied had taken effect, and several pools of purple-black blood flowed out. Little Peach pressed against Jasmine's back, squeezed the wound hard, and when the black water flowed clean and the red blood flowed out, she applied a few handfuls of herbs and wrapped them around them with a bandage. Jasmine frowned and couldn't help but snort softly.

In the next room, the red-haired boy was holding a purple sand teacup in his right hand, "Butler J is not very peaceful now." ”

"Yes, young master. I've requested an additional manor guard, but the guard hasn't arrived yet. J is a simple national style, you know that", the butler lowered his head and laughed with him on the side, whispering.

"Just now, I found out that we have a few fewer guards here?" The red-haired boy held a purple sand teacup and blew with his mouth.

"Yes, young master. A few of them went to the forward base to purchase, you know that little Peach and Jenny are not there, they will have a hard time", the butler touched the collar and lowered his hand.

"Oh, really?" The red-haired young man glanced at the housekeeper and then looked at the teacup, and said faintly: "Although I am not my eldest brother's eldest son, nor do I have the second brother's good intentions, but after all, I am the fourth son of the Governor's Mansion, and I am my brother and loved by my father." If you pay some chips, there are some things that you can't do, you see", the red-haired boy stared at the butler.

"Yes, young master! The subordinates' loyalty to the young master can be seen by the sun and the moon, and there is no thought of anything wrong! The butler fell to his knees and kowtowed vigorously.

"As for me, I don't like to fight, kill, and compete. However, if it threatens my beloved things, then that's another matter, you also have beloved things, right? The red-haired boy lowered his head and held the teacup, "This good Biluochun can't be ruined, you can help me drink it." The red-haired boy handed the teacup to the butler.

"Young Master Xie cultivates!" The butler knelt on the ground, stretched out his trembling hand to take the teacup, and drank it with tears in his eyes.