On dr3713-12-23, the day before the festival of the gods, the town of Watermill was as in previous years, and every household hung colorful flags in front of their doors early in the morning. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIn ancient legends, the summit of the gods would host a grand feast on this evening to celebrate the harvest of the previous year and welcome the new year.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the warm sun shone on the snow-covered ground, bringing a little warmth to this winter day.

"Crunch...... Crunch...... Crunch...... Crunch...... Crunch...... Crunch...... Crunch ......"

In the quiet of the morning, the sound of hard objects rubbing against the snow came from far and near, breaking the silence of the town. It didn't take long for a man dressed in psionic power armor to appear at the entrance of the town, stepping through the snow and walking towards the town's bar.

His name was Brown Joel, and he was an exiled nobleman and a third-order spirit worm envoy. As the name suggests, an exiled nobleman is a Silver City nobleman who suddenly mutates into an insect or has been exiled here to manage the town of Terre for committing a serious crime.

Brown is here today to see if his investment is worth it. Eleven months ago, a bar owner with his daughter came to him in the Gray Tower, hoping to borrow a sum of money to pay off his debts, and offered to let his daughter work as a maid for him for five years if he couldn't pay it back. He saw that the girl was developing well and her appearance was passable, so he agreed to this condition.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

A moment later, he came to the door of the bar and knocked on the old wooden door. After waiting for a while, the door opened, and it was the bar owner named Arnold.

"Sir, why are you here?" Arnold looked at him in surprise.

"Tomorrow is the holiday, come and see you." So saying, he passed Arnold and walked in, looking to himself. Without seeing his target, he sat down and asked Arnold, "What about your daughter?" ”

She ...... She hasn't gotten up yet......" Arnold said with his hands drooping and resigned.

"Tell her to get up." He glanced at Arnold and said in a commanding tone.

"But......" Arnold looked like he wanted to say something.

"But what?" He frowned and reminded in a deep voice, "Don't forget, you still have a month. "As a nobleman of Yincheng, you must remain strong enough in the face of these low-level people, otherwise you will be despised.

"Yes...... Be...... I'll call her right away......" Arnold nodded quickly, then climbed up to the attic and called his daughter up.

After a while, Susan came to Brown Joel dressed neatly and greeted Brown Joel with a bow, "Good morning, sir." At the same time, Uncle Nuo looked apologetically at his daughter one last time, sighed helplessly, and walked into the kitchen.

Looking at the white-skinned and slightly timid girl in front of him, Brown couldn't help but open his eyes wide and swallowed his saliva subconsciously. He hadn't touched a woman for a long time since he came to this ghost place, on the one hand, he was in a bad mood, and on the other hand, he didn't find a suitable partner.

"Turn around." After a few seconds of froze, Brown suddenly commanded.

"Huh?" The girl opened her mouth and looked overwhelmed.

"Turn around." Brown repeated, making a turnaround gesture.

In the face of his strong demand, the girl was stunned at first, and then slowly turned around as he said.

Looking at the delicate curves and thinking of the softness in them, Brown couldn't control himself anymore, and hugged the girl and kneaded it up and down.

"Ahh Other! Help me! The girl screamed like a rabbit bitten by a wolf's fangs, but he increased the strength of his hand even more excitedly.

"My lord! Please respect yourself! At that moment, the girl's father rushed out of the kitchen, pulled the girl away from the clutches, and protected her behind her.

Seeing this, Brown snorted coldly and said, "Remember, you still have a month. With that, he left the bar and headed back to Greytower.

Soon after the uninvited guest left, the iron slag woke up. His injuries have improved somewhat, but it will take another month to fully recover.

After a cursory check-up, he lifted the covers and sat up. In the blink of an eye, he saw Arnold's father and daughter sitting by the bar with their heads down, both with sad faces.

"What's wrong?" Iron Slag asked. After a few days of contact, he knew that these two father and daughter were good people, so he asked out loud.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing ......," Uncle Nuo said with a little hesitation.

Although he saw that the bar owner's words were insincere, at this moment, the iron slag was also difficult to protect, and since the other party was unwilling to say, he didn't ask any further.

After a while, the girl got up and went to the bed, silently cleaned his wound, and then bandaged it with a clean bandage. When he was done, the Iron Slag gave her a gold coin. The girl smiled and thanked her loudly, then jumped up to her father and shoved the gold coin into her calloused hand.

"Sushan, dad is sorry for you......" Uncle Nuo looked at the gold coin in his palm and couldn't help but whisper.

"Dad......" the girl comforted softly, "I was not good back then, running around, and you also ...... to save me."

As they spoke, the two fathers and daughters hugged each other and cried, and the iron slag saw it in their eyes, but they felt powerless, so they had to cover themselves with quilts and continue to sleep. For him, recovering as soon as possible is the most important thing. Otherwise, nothing can be done by dragging this broken body.

At the same time, just as the two father and daughter in the bar were sobbing in a low voice, in the Spirit Snake Heavenly Capital, one of the five major capitals of the Far East, outside the side hall of the former Spirit Snake Temple and the current Sun Snake Temple, two girls with identical figures were pacing in.

They are Bi Qinglan's henchmen, Zhao Ziying and Zhao Zitao.

At this moment, under the porch of the side hall are standing four female guards with delicate figures, sweet and moving appearances, bright eyes and bright teeth, and pure as the girl next door. The four of them look exactly the same, and the similarity is even higher than that of identical twins Zhao Ziying and Zhao Zitao, as if they were printed in a mold.

After seeing the two women, the four female guards neatly took a step back and made way of the passage. Walking into the side hall, the two women came to the sofa and knelt down on one knee towards their master.

"Sakura-chan has come here." "Little Peach has been ordered to come," the two women reported one after the other.

"The Golden Battleship went to the Southern Cemetery, and then the iron slag disappeared, I guess......" Bi Qing Lan grinned toothily and said, "He must have deceived the princess's thunder hammer, and then parachuted in the medium and high radiation area......" Sakura and Xiao Tao showed a puzzled expression at the same time, Bi Qing Lan turned her head to look at the flickering flames in the fireplace, and continued, "If the previous generation of brilliant prophets expected future generations to make a comeback, they would definitely leave a huge amount of start-up capital, the glorious temple of the year, but it was very rich......" Speaking of this, her face sank, Ordered: "Sakura-chan Peach! ”

"In!" The two women responded in unison.

"Arrange a group of spirit snake warriors to try their luck in the southern cemetery." Bi Qinglan commanded.

"Yes!" The two women answered again, and then withdrew.

Looking at their departing backs, Bi Qinglan picked up the snow-white porcelain cup, took a sip of yellow, orange and orange blue sea tea, and asked to herself: "Iron slag classmate, where are you hiding?" ”

Just as Zhao Ziying and Zhao Zitao were going to the Warrior Hall to select personnel, in the luxurious hall with a gold-painted carpet in the Twilight Manor on the shore of Lagome Lake, Yuge Lombal was reclining on a cloth sofa embroidered with flowers and vines, lazily holding on to the armrests, and talking about things with her assistant.

"In order to reduce the impact, we can't openly look for Thunderhammer, and after a while, when the turmoil has passed, we will send people to the southern cemetery to look for him." You Ge said slowly, this was the first time she had mentioned the negative person since that day.

"What about after you find it?" Eva Green asked calmly, without a hint of superfluous expression on her face.

"Killed." You Ge said lightly, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

"Yes." Eva nodded in response. In this case, the simpler the words, the higher the degree of execution. From this moment on, for Iron Slag Norses, she will completely carry out the princess's order - shoot and kill. Since he chose to stand against them, he couldn't blame them for being ruthless. Even if she can't bear it in her heart, she will resolutely carry it out.

After leaving Twilight Manor, Eva returns to her home on Babylon Garden Street. As soon as he entered the door, the old housekeeper stepped forward to inform him: Mu Qianhe is here.

After changing her shoes, she came to the living room and saw Makichizuru who was waiting for her. Then, the old butler brought refreshments, and the two good friends sat down with each other and chatted.

"What kind of wind brought you here?" She asked, smiling, looking at her friend.

"I'm here to deliver a letter." Mu Qianhe said straight to the point, then took out a letter and handed it to her.

Looking at the crooked name on the envelope, she could already guess who it was. She only knew one person who could write her name so ugly.

"Okay, in order not to disturb your reading of the letter, I'll leave first." Mu Qianhe smiled, then politely declined her invitation to dinner and left the villa.

After her friend left, Eva stared blankly at the snow-white envelope, lost in a long thought.

After some time, she slowly stood up, walked to the fireplace, lit the letter, and put it on a sterling silver plate, and watched it burn to ashes. She knew him and didn't need to look to know what he was going to say. Since he is already an enemy, there is no need for him to disturb his heart anymore. Although they didn't get together for a long time, she knew that she would never be able to fall in love with anyone again in her life. Without the ability to love, she can only freeze her heart.

Maybe it won't be long before they'll meet each other. She hopes that at that time, she can face it calmly and kill the killer, and she also hopes that he will not show mercy to her subordinates, and kill when he should be killed.

There is a saying in the Far East that there are no fathers and sons on the battlefield, let alone lovers?

You know, the temple and the splendor never die.

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