With tears in her eyes, Emma, the white queen who was abandoned and resentful. Frost followed Mike. Corleone 'walked out of the 'Hellfire Nightclub'. Those guests meet the White Queen Emma. Frost's appearance was extremely surprised, and some officers with strong blood wanted to step forward to heroically save the United States, but when they saw the protection of Mike. After the three hundred fierce Corleone gunmen beside him, they stopped rationally one by one.

A look of lost soul, White Queen Emma. Frost followed Lu Renjia into the black Rolls-Royce. After the front bezel was raised, the White Queen Emma. A smile of conspiracy instantly bloomed on Frost's face, "Yay!! It's so fucking cool!! Do you see the supreme master? See? Just Sebastian. Shaw's embarrassed look! Hahahahaha In 'Hellfire', he pretends to be like a king! Command this to command that, let the old lady do this, do that!! 'Hellfire' would have been so good without me? Almost all of the money he made was used by him to bribe those high-ranking officials!! If it weren't for that bastard's jealousy of my mental abilities, he would have gotten me to bed!! ”

Lu Renjia, who was sitting on the side, looked at the White Queen Emma. Frost's wanton venting appearance shook his head helplessly. "You're cool! The black cauldron is all carried by me, the master, for you! Did you hear the 'Evil God System' prompt? The trajectory of the world has changed by 10 percent, and the fuck is in hidden mode, and I don't know what else will happen! ”

"Hee-hee, with your master's strength, are you still worried about 'mutant revenge'? I'll count you and see how many mutants you've offended: Charles, Eric, Sebastian. Shaw, Red Devils, Riptide, Wolverine Logan um. That's six of them! Take Eric and Sebastian. Shaw's mother's revenge, they are impossible to join forces and are supreme masters. Haven't you already planted the "Life and Death Talisman" in the Red Devil, Riptide, and Wolverine Logan? You're a qualified member of the 'Evil God System'! People have 100% confidence in you! "White Queen Emma. Frost also learned from Xiao You's bad habits and began to compliment.

Even Xiao Yu in the 'Soul Devouring Sword' opened his mouth to help, "It's the master!" You are one of the thousandth. The most unique planetary qualifier! Does it matter what kind of mutant or Transformer? Let's grab one by one, come and grab a pair with two! When the time comes, get a pigpen and keep it. Feed them fat and fat with good food and drink every day, so that Emma can draw blood for them! By the way, Emma, when you collect 100,000 milliliters of Caucasian blood, you'd better see if you can get a spatial ability out, the master's 'black hole space' is a small and pitiful little yo can't hold much to go back! ”

The White Queen Emma. Frost nodded cooperatively, "Well, I know that Sister Xiaoyou, if you can derive the spatial ability, I will also help you get some Edman alloy and go back so that the 'Soul Eater Sword' can be promoted."

"Good sister! One world and two sisters, you, the best friend and sister. I'm sorry!! Xiao You was so excited that she slapped the pair of terrifying murder weapons and shouted.

"Sister You..."

"Sister Emma..."

"Sister You..."

"Sister Emma..."

Looking at these two sisters after finding their best friends, Xiao You, the white queen Emma. Frost put on a look of almost cutting off the head of a chicken and burning yellow paper to worship the handle, Lu Renjia had an urge to vomit blood, "Urge the ghost!" It turned out that you were the one who cheated on my sin coin, and now you have found a helper, right? Emma, Emma is right, you're really a vampire."

Emma, the White Queen. Frost pretended to be delicate, held Lu Renjia's hand, and covered his charming hemisphere, "How can the supreme master be that kind of cold creature, people have a heartbeat, don't believe it or not, you touch it"

Holding the uncontrollable hemisphere in one hand, Lu Renjia rubbed it viciously and drank, "Xiao You, this life-urging ghost, is right. If you don't sleep clothes, I'll lose a lot!! Hmph, you look good tonight"

Not to mention Lu Renjia and the White Queen Emma. Frost's ambiguous dialogue between the dog man and the woman. Inside the 'King' box, Sebastian. Shaw stared at the half of his arm. The smooth wound was as if he was born with a disability, and looking at himself in the mirror with such a funny look, Sebastian. The elegant smile on Xiao's face gradually became distorted and hideous. A gloomy whisper muttered, "Mike!! Corleone !!! I must kill you, I must kill you, no, I will torture you slowly!! I will give you a hundredfold and a thousandfold of the shame you have inflicted on me!!!! ”

After venting, Sebastian. Shaw glanced at Mike. Corleone's easy to solve the Red Devil and Riptide duo. Nor did they go up to help. Walk slowly to the bar and pick up a bottle of vodka from the wine cabinet with your remaining left hand. When I subconsciously prepared to unscrew the wooden bottle with my right hand, I sadly found that my right hand had disappeared from the palm to the wrist, and now only the smooth half of the forearm remained.

"Hmph, I'm really not used to it," muttered Sebastian. Xiao seemed to have returned to the war-torn era of World War II, biting the wooden bottle cork with his teeth and pulling it out, and poured a large mouthful of choking vodka directly into his mouth. Exhale a breath of wine, now Sebastian. Shaw was as depressed as a gambler who had lost everything. "No Emma. Frost's mental ability, if Eric finds it with that psychiatric mutant, I'm afraid I won't be able to deal with the injuries of the Red Devil and the Riptide, and if the current medical methods are followed, it is estimated that it will take a few months and I don't have time to wait, so it seems that I need to find some old friends to help."

Saying that, Sebastian was on the wine. With half a bottle of vodka in his hand, Xiao Ti staggered towards the bookshelf. In this 'king' private room, which was specially used to entertain military dignitaries and dignitaries of the United States and the Soviet Union, the cost of decoration alone was no less than 500,000 US dollars, not counting the original famous paintings and antique furniture hanging on the walls. Some of the books on the shelves are still unique. This classic 'king' box with understated luxury. Even compared to the study of the President of the United States, it is not bad at all.

Sebastian. Shaw reached down from the bookshelf and stared at the most obscure Oxford dictionary. Caught in his arm, he staggered towards the sofa with the half bottle of vodka in one hand. Poured a few sips of strong vodka. Sebastian. Shaw tossed the empty bottle aside and, with his left hand, flipped through the brick-sized Oxford dictionary.

I saw that inside this brick-sized Oxford dictionary, there was a two-finger-long groove. In the groove sat a delicate glass bottle, the crystal liquid in which it shone with a strange light from time to time.

"I've heard this thing is hard to drink, and if it weren't for Emma's goddamn psychic abilities, I wouldn't have stored my memories and hoped those old friends were still alive," he said. Shaw took out the delicate glass bottle in the Oxford dictionary, bit the cork on the bottle, and poured the strange glowing crystal liquid into his mouth.

Time. A resurgence of long-lost memories. Scenes of war, unknown memories. Instantly flooded Sebastian. Shaw's mind.

With the revival of this memory, Sebastian, who was still a little decadent and depressed just now. Shaw seemed to be back to his former graceful and confident appearance.

Sebastian with his eyes closed. Shaw is enjoying this long-lost memory. He muttered to himself, "Lucius. Malfoy! Old friend, maybe you can help me a little."

As this magically sealed memory revived, Sebastian . Shaw got up and walked towards the fireplace in the corner, reached for the inside of the fireplace, and pulled out a cowhide package.

Laboriously unfastening the lock of the cowhide package, a stack of parchment, a quill pen, and a small jar of ink came into view.

"Hey, it's really an antique, I really don't understand those guys in the wizarding world, and now they even have planes and telephones. Do they also ride broomsticks and use owls to send messages, don't they know the preciousness of time? And that Dark Lord was actually killed by a little ghost? However, a hero like the Dark Lord, I'm afraid he won't die so easily, and he will probably be resurrected someday in the future, right? Like when he resurrected those soldiers and made a bunch of undead warriors? He muttered to himself. Sebastian. Shaw had already smeared a quill pen with ink and written a brief letter on parchment.

After writing, Sebastian. Shaw pulled out a lighter. Set the parchment on it on fire. In the blink of an eye, the enchanted parchment turned into a brilliant glow and disappeared into thin air.

Meanwhile. In the English Wizarding World Malfoy Manor, Lucius, who had already fallen asleep with his wife Narcissa in his arms. Malfoy felt a wave of magic. Yoyo opened his eyes.

An old piece of parchment appeared abruptly at the head of his bed. Faintly visible on the parchment of the black snake remnants of the skeleton, Lucius. How could Malfoy, a former Death Eater, not recognize this mark? Hurriedly took out his magic wand, a fluorescent flickering magic at his fingertips, and lost his eyes on the content of the parchment. Malfoy had a look of surprise on his face. He muttered to himself, "Sebastian. Resemble? My old friend, it looks like you're in trouble."

Brushing up his long bright blonde hair, Lucius. Malfoy looked at his sleeping wife, as if he was afraid to wake her sleeping wife, and tiptoed out of bed.

Just Lucius. When Malfoy was dressing, Narcissa in her sleep couldn't feel the warmth of the person next to her in her sleep, and opened her eyes in a daze, "Lucius dear is so late, where are you going?" ”

Hearing the voice of the wife, Lucius. Malfoy turned around and gave a gentle smile to the sleepy-eyed Narcissa, "Our old friend Sebastian is out on a long trip. Shaw seems to be in trouble! ”

Rubbing her eyes, Narcissa yawned, remembering Sebastian. The name of Shaw, "Oh~~ Sebastian. Resemble? It was Sebastian who had collected tens of thousands of Muggles as sacrifices for His Royal Highness the Dark Lord. Resemble? That great war in the Muggle world, after the defeat of Germany. Sebastian. Shaw seems to have gone to the United States, right? Uh-whew... Honey, you wouldn't want to ride a broomstick to America at such a late hour, would you? Although the wizarding world over there is very inferior! But I'm afraid it's not safe for you to go alone."

"No need to ride a broomstick Sebastian. After Xiao ran to the United States, didn't he get an unregistered Floo network? Our fireplace is just connected, you go to sleep first! I'll be back soon" Lucius. Malfoy chuckled softly.

Narcissa yawned and muttered, "Okay, dear, you need to be safe." (To be continued.) )