Last night's Queen of Skywalk, after returning to the hotel, went into the room, I don't know what I'm doing, maybe I'm sleeping.

This guy doesn't seem to need to cultivate, since Calais acted with her, he has eaten, drank, and slept every day, and he has never seen healing, and he really doesn't know how to become the strongest queen.

I don't know if Queen Skywalker is invincible or not, but Calais can see that Queen Skywalker's current combat power is indeed unmatched, and she has not yet met an opponent.

Even her own master, Wang Baizhou, was unable to defeat her.

This is like a mysterious woman, who obviously has the title of the strongest, but it is like a mystery that appears in front of the eyes of the world, and there is no trace to be found.

Queen Skywalker made such a big disturbance in the Immortal Throne this time, but Calais still hadn't heard any news about her identity, and even got more news from the Federation than here.

It seems that the universe is so big, and although human technology is already very powerful, the news spread across the galaxy is still very untimely.

In the battle that night in Sunset City, Calais felt the strength of Queen Skywalker even more, and the moment of the bombardment projection seemed to have the shadow of Wang Baizhou's shot, and his strength had obviously recovered.

"I don't know when she'll get back to her peak."

The peak of the Skywalker Queen is not far from breaking through the shackles of the curse, and it may be life and death at that time.

It feels like time is running out, and this time the legacy of the MacAze dynasty may be the last chance.

"Click-"

At this moment the bedroom door opened, and the sleepy-eyed saintess came out, yawning profusely.

The saint was wearing a wide white T-shirt and shorts given to her by the Queen of Skywalk, and her white swaying thighs were particularly attractive, and she didn't know where the Queen got the clothes.

The saint walked out of the living room, the morning sun hit her body, the little hands covered her cheeks to prevent the light from dazzling, but her whole body was bathed in the sun, as if illuminated by the holy light, extremely holy, and looked extremely moving.

The appearance of the saint is also overwhelming, and her temperament is only slightly inferior in front of Queen Skywalker, but that peerless appearance is difficult for anyone to resist.

"Morning."

To Calais's surprise, he saw that his holy daughter actually greeted him.

This is just like the normal behavior of ordinary people, and it feels like a girl next door, giving people a feeling of vitality.

"Early."

Calais also replied to Elenor, and everything seemed unusual.

"My name is Elenor, what's your name?"

Filled with sunshine as she slammed her body on the balcony, looking at the hazy sunset in the early morning, her long silver hair dancing in the breeze, as beautiful as a picture scroll.

Although the two had dealt with each other once, she did not know Calais's name, and only targeted him because she saw the curse that killed the Covenant Believers.

She was a covenant saint, and her faith was much deeper than that of the other believers or even the chief judge, so she could see Calais's curse from afar.

But creation makes people, and the man in front of her actually saved her at this moment.

"Calais Green."

Calais walked into the living room and took out a large pile of dishes that had been packed last night and placed them on the table.

"Let's eat."

"Is this breakfast?"

Looking at the various dishes, there was no sense of breakfast at all, and Elenor looked at the leftovers from Calais, and she didn't know when she would pack the food back.

But Elenor let out a sneering laugh, without the slightest hint of anger.

This guy is unexpectedly a good person.

"Eat in the morning, it's breakfast."

Calais replied lightly, unable to see any expression.

"It just so happens that I'm hungry too, and I don't know how long I haven't eaten."

With that, Elenor picked up the chopsticks and ate slowly.

It has only been five or six days since the Holy War, less than a week, and not eating for such a short period of time is actually completely acceptable for the practitioner, and it will not pose a threat to life.

Elennor's eating movements are very elegant, and her gestures reveal an aristocratic atmosphere, which can be regarded as a match for the identity of a saint, and she will not collapse like Queen Skywalker because of her appearance.

"It's delicious."

There was even a little excitement on his face, and a happy expression appeared, and Calais could feel that Elenor was in a happy mood, and there was no trace of sadness at all.

The peerless face, every move reveals the nobility and holiness of the saint, and watching Elenor eat will have a feeling of enjoyment, as if enjoying a work of art.

But this has to be eaten until the Year of the Monkey!

Warriors eat to replenish energy, although the average warrior's appetite cannot be compared with Calais, but even the miraculous Abramas can gobble up the quota for half an hour, which is also two hundred dishes.

Calais only packed more than ten dishes for the saint, just to keep her hungry and replenish her energy is another matter, but it is these dozen dishes, at the current rate, Elenor is afraid that she will have to eat for more than an hour!

Munching slowly, Elenor savored the taste and sensation of each dish, as if she wanted to bring the delicacy to her soul.

Too lazy to wait for Elenor to finish eating, Calais simply closed his eyes and lay down on the sofa, thinking about the plan of action behind.

As long as she didn't leave his sight, Calais didn't bother to pay attention to whatever the saint wanted to do.

However, the saint did not do what Calais wanted, and she was able to chat and chat with Calais at the same time.

"Calais, where are you from? It doesn't feel like you're a fairy sign. ”

"Calais, you have a covenant curse on you, can you tell me the story?"

"Calais, how did you get me out of a crowd of strong men?"

"Calais, how did you break the curse on me?"

Calais

This saint is actually a chatterbox!

Listening to the series of questions, Calais couldn't help but have a big head.

Seeing that Calais was indifferent to her question, Elenor did not get the slightest frustration, but continued to ask the next question, without the slightest look of boredom on her face.

"Damn Su Wen."

Muttering to himself, Calais could already feel Su Wen's pricked ears in the next room, secretly rejoicing at this scene.

Throwing this mess to herself, Queen Skywalker hid directly in her room and pretended to be asleep.

Calais

"Shut up and eat well."

Finally unable to take it anymore, Calais said coldly to Eilenoor, interrupting her constant questioning.

After being stopped by Calais, Elenor looked a little unhappy, pouted like a child, and expressed her dissatisfaction with Calais with her expression.

(End of chapter)