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Chen Xiansong's words made Roland very excited, he took a deep breath, and asked: "Your Excellency, thank you for your compliment, but I don't think I am a soul thinker, although I am smarter than ordinary people, but ...... I never knew how to reconstruct knowledge, and I never knew how to apply what I had learned. ”

"Did your head hurt when you thought about it?" Chen Xiansong asked.

Roland thought for a while and shook his head: "That's not true!" ”

Chen Xiansong had already determined at this time that this person was indeed a soul contemplative. After staying in this era for more than two years, he can now distinguish the difference between normal people and abnormal people, in fact, it is very simple, look at the eyes. Perhaps because of the restriction of thinking, the eyes of ordinary chimpanzee humans seem very empty and indifferent, unless he has lived for decades and is about to become an old monster, which can barely unravel the limitation of thinking, but by that time, their eyes have also become very cloudy.

And Roland's eyes are very clear and smart, which is obviously different from normal people. Chen Xiansong didn't know why the other party didn't want to admit his identity, thinking that there was something unspeakable, and he didn't bother to ask, and then he asked: "Now that your soldiers have escaped, and you have been caught by me, although I have probably guessed the reason, I still want to ask more, why do you want to attack us?" ”

"It's not me who wants to attack you, it's my mistress." Roland said lightly: "As a staff member, I don't agree with attacking you, after all, we don't know your intelligence at all, in case we kick the iron plate...... It's obvious. I was right. ”

Chen Xiansong smiled: "There is actually a hostess?" It seems that you really don't know that you are a soul thinker. ”

Hearing Chen Xiansong repeatedly mention the word soul contemplative, Roland had some expectation in his heart, but reason still kept him calm. He's scared, the other party is just playing with himself, this kind of thing is very common, he has seen a lot of similar things in the book, the winner plays with the loser's mind, and when he gets tired of it, he kills.

"Your Excellency. Stop making fun of me. Roland said in a humble manner: "My command has failed, and it is a dead end for all of us, and my mistress will not let me go." Even my family could ......"

"Your mistress is so fierce?" Chen Xiansong was a little surprised and a little curious: "And I watched, your command is quite good, and it's not your reason for losing." It's that the two women in my family are too strong. Since you feel like you're dead. Are you interested in following me? I'm a soul thinker in Kate's kingdom and the president of a chapter, and now I'm the only soul thinker there, and I'm usually a little busy. ”

In fact, he can be busy, but as a natural person in the 23rd century, Chen Xiansong is usually used to living a leisurely life, but now he has become so busy in vain, and he can't stand it for a long time. So he wanted to find someone to help, and ordinary people naturally couldn't help him. And he was reluctant to let Bai Qianxin and Bai Min do more work, and when he saw Roland at this time, although he was an enemy, he felt that he could recruit him to his side.

Roland's eyes lit up for a moment, and then he shook his head: "Thank you for your appreciation, but if I leave with you, absolutely no one in my family will live, but if I stay and be disposed of by the hostess, maybe they still have a chance to live." ”

Hearing this, Chen Xiansong didn't plan to persuade again, he said: "In that case, how about you take us to meet your hostess?" ”

Roland frowned: "Your Excellency, I can't betray my master!" ”

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse." Chen Xiansong smiled: "You have also seen the mobility of our thing, and the most important thing is that I can be sure that your mistress is still in this city, it is not difficult to find her, as long as you find the local city lord, I have some 'friendship' with the local city lord, presumably he is very willing to tell me the whereabouts of your mistress, if I find it, I dare not dare to guarantee the consequences, but if you take the initiative to take me, I can do things according to the rules of the nobility." ”

The so-called aristocratic rules are that after the nobles are caught, they will not be abused, not punished, and allowed the other party's family to pay for the redemption of the captives. This is an unwritten rule among the aristocracy, and of course, it is another matter whether to follow it or not.

Roland thought for a while, nodded and agreed, then he suddenly wondered, it turned out that when he thought about things, he really didn't have a headache like other people, he had never paid attention to this, because he didn't know how his own thinking was different from other people's thinking.

Could I really be a soul-contemplative, such a question gradually took root in Roland's heart.

In the Lord's Mansion, Barlow executed Philox with the best wine and food in the city, but even so, the latter only took a sip or two when he tasted the wine and food, and there was a wisp of impatient disgust hidden in the depths of his eyes. For her, who came from a noble family and had always been pampered, the food that Barlow used to serve her was simply unpalatable.

Gently wiping his lips with the white silk of the Aurora Kingdom, Philox said, "Lord Barlow, let's talk about the position of the city lord now!" Then she looked back at her three subordinates: "You get out of here first, and then I tell you to come in." ”

The three male subordinates went down, and one of them stared at the chin with hatred before leaving, which made the latter feel very incomprehensible.

Barlow also withdrew from his subordinates, and then he said, "Dear lady, now we can speak freely. ”

Generally speaking, the nobles reprimanded their servants and met in private, which was definitely something very important to say. Barlow was also mentally prepared, in his mind, although the woman Philox also valued the position of the city lord here, but judging from her actions, it had not yet reached the point where she had to compete for the position of the city lord, and now that the two were talking privately, Barlow felt that he might have to pay a great price to sit firmly in the position of the city lord, after all, this woman knew at a glance that the Tao was not easy to get along with.

"It's time to speak freely." Philox stood up, she slowly walked towards Barlow, stopped in front of him, and said, "Your Excellency, I am curious, how did you kill the previous lord?" Perhaps, how did you convince someone to help you kill the lord, and then leave in a hurry without pay? ”

Barlow's heart sank, he didn't expect this woman to find out her details in such a short period of time.

"And now, they're back." Philox smiled, she was thirty-six years old, she was still charming, she walked behind Barlow, and put her slender hand on Barlow's shoulder: "I believe that if we hadn't come here, you would definitely let that ancient relic in, and then let them go, you said I was right!" ”

There was a cold sweat on Barlow's forehead, and he felt the slender jade hand on his shoulder as heavy as a mountain: "Madam, how is this possible!" ”

"It doesn't matter if it can't be!" Philox's voice suddenly became charming, and she put the jade hand on Barlow's shoulder slowly towards the man, touched the man's slightly resolute face, and then gently rubbed it: "Many times, whether the position of the city lord is yours or not is in a thought. ”

When Barlow heard this, his heart was relieved, he touched the slender hand on his face, and asked, "So, what decision should I make?" ”

Philox walked back to Barlow, then slowly lifted her skirt, revealing a pair of white legs, and then, under the man's surprised gaze, she straddled the man's lap, and then leaned up.

Barlow smelled the aroma, and his body trembled...... It's not that Philoc is so beautiful and attractive, but that her status is very noble, and he didn't expect that such a noble woman would actually sit on his lap, and she was in such an ambiguous posture.

"How do I choose?" Balo asked in a hoarse voice. Philox was not as beautiful as his wife, but now he felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling, if it weren't for the identity and power of the other party, as well as the four hundred knights, he would have been furious.

"Two choices, one is to be my person, work for me silently, and I will pay you enough." Philox led the man's hand between her legs, and Barlow was surprised to find that there was a vacuum in the woman.

"The other is...... I'll scream now, and then you'll be a scumbag intent on insulting me. Philox laughed and said, "I'm sure my husband will happily hang you in public in the square of the Intramuris." ”

"Looks like I don't have a choice." Barlow was bold, one hand gently grinding in the woman's skirt.

Philox snorted, she glared at Barlow, and then chuckled, and the two hugged each other and began to rise and fall up and down, and Philox still looked like she wanted to refuse and welcome, which made Barlow even more excited. After about ten minutes, Philox suddenly jumped off Barlow's body, his movements were very agile, and the latter's face was flushed, and he said dissatisfiedly: "I haven't even ...... yet"

"I don't want to get pregnant, at least until you really become who I am, I don't want to conceive your baby." Philox straightened up her clothes, and she said lightly: "So you work hard, and when I think you can be my person, I will naturally belong to you, and don't think that this is just a joke." ”

Philox took out a crystal from his clothes and entered some elemental abilities, and the eight edges of the crystal showed a picture of a man sitting and holding a woman doing something inappropriate for children.

Barlow thought at a glance that the man was herself, and the woman didn't have to say it, it was naturally Philox, and the gesture she had just now was like a struggle in the picture where the crystal was not too clear.

"You're a Strange Elemental." Barlow felt like he was on a thief ship.

"You don't suffer either." Philox smiled, very smug: "I am the only female archduke, the nobleman who wants to spend the night with me, if not three thousand, but two thousand, including the current king, and my third man, be proud." ”

"One is your husband, and the other is who." Looking at the graceful Philox, Barlow was actually a little jealous. (To be continued......)