After a few hours of continuous work, the rain stopped. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At the bottom of the Forest of Life, there are several horses gnawing on forage. The complex terrain of the Forest of Life makes the Nest base easy to defend and difficult to attack. But on the other hand, the terrain is complex, and the people in the king's nest want to go out, and it is unreliable to rely on cars.

They need to ride out of the Forest of Life on horseback before changing to a means of transport. Even if you are a young master, you can't be an exception.

Hevaja Barto was kicking the rocks under his feet in frustration, and he kept looking at his watch, complaining about his brother's tardiness.

"It's grinding, it's not over after playing with a woman for so long." Barto kept tidying up his clothes. He fiddled with his tie against a water-stained pile on the ground, and a black suit with red roses was his favorite.

Barto never wore casual clothes, and he didn't have them in his closet. He wants to put himself in a gorgeous state every moment.

A scrawny woman came up and fed the horses fodder. When she approached the horses, she realized that they were eating happily and had plenty of forage.

The woman dragged her tired body and wanted to leave, but she had already been caught by Bartow's gaze. Barto rolled up his sleeves and walked briskly over to the woman, blocking her way.

"What does the young master command?" The woman's waist bent even more.

"I'm bored right now, you let me play." Barto said flatly.

"Yes."

The woman lifted her head and craned her neck, her eyes close to Barto's. Barto did not see the emotion in the woman's eyes, no surprise, no fear, as if she were dead.

The oppression of the people at the bottom has made them despair of life. Everything is meaningless, there is no point in living, there is no point in dying, they sit every day in mechanical action and take on the work of the machine.

They grind their feelings and make themselves machines.

Barto grabbed the woman's neck, her thin body piercing the palm of Bato's hand. Barto kept pushing hard, he just stared into the woman's eyes, smiling habitually.

Barto once said that the more beautiful a woman is, the more she should die, and her distorted peerless face must be suffocatingly beautiful.

Of course, as long as it is a woman, he is not picky.

What he loves most is the woman's struggle before she dies, crying and fearing, crying and begging. Even if they are desperate, when they are really facing death, there should be emotional fluctuations.

But today Barto encountered an exception today, the weak life in his hands did not move at all. The woman's face turned purple due to lack of oxygen, and Barto pinched the woman too hard, causing a drop of blood to flow out of the corner of his mouth.

But the woman still did not resist, did not struggle. Barto looked at the woman, and the woman looked at Barto.

"Uninteresting." Barto threw the woman away, and she rolled into a puddle of water. The smell of blood emanated, and the woman saw her body red with water stains, as well as the two female corpses next to the water stains.

Meaningless, they're also toys that Barto uses to pass the time of boredom. It's just that they didn't have that good luck, and all the blood flowed into the pit with stagnant water.

The woman staggered to her feet and picked up the two bodies. Her small body contained great strength in her bones, and she carried two corpses on her back and walked past Bato's side.

"Do you know them?" Barto pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his hands.

"Young master, they are my friends." The woman said lightly.

"They're a lot more fun than you."

"Thank you, young master, for the compliment." The woman nodded and left.

Barto mounted his horse, and in order to leave the Forest of Life, he had to change horses in turn. At the end of each journey, one is released, and the people of the lower reaches of the Forest of Life will bring the horses back to the king's lair.

When it finally came, Bartow rode impatiently and circled around the late Buckley. Barkley pulls out a scroll from his backpack, and the scroll opens, revealing a sweaty BMW coming to life on the paper.

The hair is visible and every part of the horse is clear. It seems to be galloping, giving people a sense of impact and a feeling of being ready to breathe.

The sweaty BMW seems to be coming out.

The next moment, it really came out. Under Bartow's eyes, which were divided between jealousy and envy, the tall horse appeared beside Barkley, dancing like flaming hair.

Painting horses, a monster in the form of a horse in a painting, fast as the wind, does not eat grass.

The painting was a gift from the Demon King to Buckley.

As soon as Barkley left, Ruolin was already out. She crawled out of the warm bed and hurried. There was no time to wash, too late to wait for the maid to bring new clothes.

She put on her original clothes, which were princess costumes that she had changed into in the Duchy of Mochizuki. After a long journey along the way, my clothes were already crumpled when I arrived at the Forest of Life.

But she doesn't want to care about it now, she can't wait, she wants to have her own abilities.

She ran among the branches, skirt in one hand and high heels in the other. The trees of the Forest of Life are hundreds of times larger than ordinary trees, and the interlacing of branches and branches forms a network of transportation in the air.

She ran too fast, and after the rain, the wet branches caused her to fall, her high heels flew out of her hands, and the phone in her pocket slipped out and fell to the ground.

The phone smashed on top of a corpse, bounced off and landed in a puddle.

At the bottom of the tree, the woman with the two corpses on her back looked up, and she saw nothing.

"Damn the rain!" Ruolin cursed, got up and continued running. Completely disregarding the filth on the face and clothes.

Ruolin followed Barkley's prompt and came to a room. She saw a lot of rings hanging from the door, emerald diamonds, black iron and amber, everything. Each ring can be removed freely, but Ruolin knows that any one she takes off will lead to death.

There was a dark shadow behind her that blocked the moonlight, and Ruolin didn't dare to look back, she was targeted by an unknown ghost. The ring in front of him sparkled, as if urging Ruolin to make a quick choice.

Only one ring should be removed. Ruolin took off an inconspicuous transparent ring and held it in the palm of her hand in horror. She closed her eyes, and once she made the wrong choice, there was no need for her to open them.

The dark shadow behind it vanished, and the door full of rings opened automatically.

Ruolin opened her eyes and saw a man with a shiny face, he was as fat as a ball, and his fat was supporting his colorful clothes.

"Are you Mr. 'The Brain of the King's Nest'? I am Princess Mochizuki, the new wife of the eldest prince Hewaja Buckley, and I ......" Ruolin wanted to finish what was in her heart in one breath.

"Wang Chao's brain" stopped her, he took the transparent ring from Ruolin's hand, put it on the middle finger of his right hand, and said, "Don't say it, I know, I know it." ”

"Just call me Wanlou, a guest from outside the no-man's land." He said.

Ruolin was taken aback, she had heard something inside the royal nest. The leader of the King's Nest is nicknamed the Demon King, and there are countless elites under him, but there are only five of the strongest, and they are called "the brain of the King's Nest", "the heart of the King's Nest", "the right hand of the King's Nest", "the wings of the King's Nest", and "the axe of the King's Nest".

Among them, the "brain of the king's nest" claims to know everything in the world, and nothing can be hidden under his formation.

"I ......" Ruolin didn't know what to do, her pretending to be Princess Mochizuki had been revealed, and she was in a dangerous situation now.

"Don't worry, I won't say it. It is not beneficial for me to say it, and the purpose of my work is to do nothing for profit. Wan Lou showed a mocking expression and said to Ruolin: "Anyway, you have already slept with the eldest prince, and it doesn't matter much if you are a princess." After all, the freshness of sleeping princess can only be played once, and the eldest prince will not stop for you. ”