"I'm sorry High Priest." Shorten naturally opened the telescopic ladder, and then bent down between Don Freck and Ye Qing, his back straight, "You please." ”

However, to Shawton's surprise, Don Fleeter did not step on Shotton's back and climb the ladder without hesitation as usual.

His eyes were slightly dark, and Don Flek suddenly exhaled, reached out and pulled Shotton up from the floor, and opened his arms, with a tragic expression on his face of righteousness on the execution ground.

"Captain Shotton, carry me up!" The tone was soft, but Shotton heard it clearly.

Five thunderbolts thundered, and Shotton felt that this day was a magical day.

His fingers pinched his waist hard, and he didn't spare his hand at all.

Then he grinned and stepped forward to carry his high priest to the first step of the telescopic ladder, holding the child, as the "strong man" of Evanses, Shorten has done a lot, but he did not have this inner shock.

Being carried up by Shotton, Don Freck, although inevitably unaccustomed and awkward, only frowned after all, and then climbed up on his own.

Carefully took the remote control and the miniature bomb that had not yet been thrown out from Ye Qing's hand.

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, he threw the thing away, disappeared into an unknown space, and disappeared in a burst of distortion.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of being my king, if it really blows up, don't say that the underground palace is there, and it will have to be turned into a dead domain within a radius of a hundred miles!"

Sighing softly, Don Flick turned to Ye Qing and looked carefully up and down, left and right, more serious than ever.

It's so serious that Shotton can't even look at it directly.

"If you're not one of my king's people, turning you into a collector's item is also a good choice, it's a pity, it's a pity."

Then, in Shotton's puzzled gaze, Don Flick had a complicated spell mark in his hand, and Ye Qing's eyelids twitched a few times.

"Hey, your eyes should be open." The corners of Don Frec's lips curled, and his tone carried a faint mockery, a mockery that saw through everything.

Shorten frowned, a little incomprehensible to Don Flick's approach at the moment, now Ye Qing has completely lost his mind, and he is a dangerous product that may explode at any time.

Not to mention opening your eyes, I'm afraid that two eyelids can fill in the Pacific Ocean!

Don Flick just gave Shoton a reassuring look, and continued to look at Ye Qing with the old god, as if he was very patient, as if he had to wait until she opened her eyes.

Time passed minute by minute, and Shotton only felt that this time had passed for him with a sense of suffocation, and a string in his brain was tense there, which could be disconnected at any time, and if it was disconnected, it would be the ghost door.

But unexpectedly, in the end, even the bloodshot that burst out of Ye Qing's eyes when he opened it disappeared, and there was nothing left.

Bright eyes, cool colors.

Slowly and firmly his gaze fell, and unconsciously, Shorten felt that his emotions were gradually calming down.

It's an amazing phenomenon.

At least he hadn't seen it since he was born, let alone heard of it.

It stands to reason that Evanses, as the country of alchemists in the East, has all kinds of magical spells and spells, but there has never been such emotions that can involve people at a glance.

"Do you want to speak? Really calmed down? The corners of Don Fleck's eyes raised slightly, a smile gently rippled, looked at Ye Qing's eyes, and slowly opened his lips and asked.

Ye Qing pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty, raised a slight arc, and his voice was very small, but it was undeniable that it came out.

"I can speak myself, and I don't need to owe you favors."

(To be continued)

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