"I don't think I'm the only one who has been lucky. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Wennington extinguished the cigar next to his lips.

All three stood up from the fire at the same time.

Look at the darkness, the direction where the sound of snow treading came from.

The man still walked unhurriedly, without the slightest sense of being discovered.

It wasn't until a minute later that he revealed his form.

Unconcealed, the muscles that were completely exposed to the cold and snow, the red hair and red eyes, and the white cloak engraved with the word weak flying wantonly.

The weak, Li Bamo.

"I didn't expect you to chase here. Winnington made a somewhat distressed look and scratched his head with his extinguished cigar.

"No way, who told us to win or lose. Li Bamo stopped about ten yards away from the three of them, and after his gaze quickly swept over Odysseus and Su Junyan, he relocked onto Winnington.

"Will you be okay next time?" Winnington still scratched his head in annoyance, "And you can see as well, there are three of us here." ”

As he spoke, his hand reaching for the pendant hanging from his neck.

Odysseus was also ready to turn over and enter the side of the little thousand riders at any time.

Su Junyan quietly approached the tent, and the first thing he wanted to ensure was Olivia's safety.

I don't know when it became a slight instinct for him to protect Olivia.

"No, I can't. Without any hesitation, Li Bamo shook his head resolutely.

This is what he Li Bamo has decided to do, so he must do it.

No matter what stands in his way, he's going to punch it down.

This is the way of his Li Pulling Demons, and it is also the way of the strong.

"You're embarrassing me like that. Winnington heard this answer, and slowly lowered his eyelids, a sign that he had made some kind of decision.

Although Li Bamo is indeed strong enough, with Su Junyan and Odysseus's Xiao Qianqi, it is not too difficult to keep him.

But this world is like this, it is never influenced and changed by the will of the individual.

Just as Winnington was about to make a move, the sound of snow treading sounded from the darkness.

Still, the sound of more than one person stepping on the snow.

They walked quickly out of the darkness and came behind Libbat, revealing their jet-black robes belonging to the Templars and the faint mark of Mount Kinabalu on their foreheads.

"My subordinates are late, and I ask Lord Extractor to forgive me. One of the Templars walked up to Libamo and said with great respect.

Li Bamo ignored him, looked at Wen Nington and said, "It's fair now, right?"

Winnington didn't speak, his eyelids drooping even lower.

The current situation is difficult to say whether to win or lose, in terms of numbers alone, of course, it is Winnington's side that is very inferior.

"I don't want anything else, as long as you are willing to fight me fairly, then you can go regardless of life or death. Seeing that Winnington seemed to be hesitating about something, Li Bamo said his proposal.

But his proposal was a bit outrageous, and it was completely disregarding the Templar's mission.

Therefore, the Templar beside him immediately spoke, "Lord Extraction......"

"Silence!" Li Bamo didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and let out a low shout, and at the same time, a domineering aura burst out from his body, and the person who suppressed him couldn't move at all.

Wennington was silent for three seconds, and said, "That's what you said." ”

"That's what I said. Li Bamo nodded, that simple and rough momentum, but full of convincing flavor.

The so-called hegemon horizontal bar is probably like this.

"Good. Winnington nodded, turning to say something.

"Wait a minute. "The third wave of uninvited guests in the snowstorm is coming.

"It seems that I haven't said yes yet, right?" The voice of the person who spoke was extremely magnetic, with a faint laziness, as if he was not in the icy and snowy north country at the moment, but in the sunny back garden of his home, and there was a slight transposition in the end of his every sentence.

Elegance at its best.

He came out of the wind and snow, stepping on steps like a dance.

He had hair as bright as gold, a bright smile that could not be concealed in the deep dark night and snow, and grace that permeated every corner of his body.

He was dressed in an old-fashioned knight's plate armor that looked extremely flashy, and a sword engraved with countless fine patterns was pinned to his waist, which was extremely ironed to fit his whole body.

He bowed, and with the most old-fashioned aristocratic etiquette, addressed everyone: "Good evening, dear friends, I don't think I'm late, am I?"

As his words fell, more than six magical powerhouses fell behind him, and on their surfaces, without exception, were engraved with the dragon emblem representing Saint Laurent.

Yves Saint Laurent's people have also arrived.

"Who are you?" Odysseus interrupted this elegant man's performance with great shame, in fact, as the heir of the top family in the entire Central Federation, he should be regarded as the top nobleman in this continent, but what he hates the most in his life is that damn aristocratic style, and that kind of deliberately detonated way of speaking will remind him of a certain damn guy.

In the eyes of Odysseus, such people are collectively referred to as damn little white faces.

"Oh, allow me to introduce myself, Raphael Bourbon, son of the House of Bourbon, guardian of Yves Saint Laurent, heir to the great Teutonic Order. When he said this, a habitually elegant and bright smile appeared on his face.

That smile is enough to make the stars and the moon lose their luster and make thousands of girls scream.

But Odysseus just smiled disdainfully: "Oh, it's just a Saint Laurent dog, no wonder I've never heard of it." ”

In fact, as the heir to Pompeii, he had certainly heard of Bourbon of Saint Laurent, and he had also heard of Raphael, who had become the vice-head of the Teutonic Knights at the age of twenty-two.

As the heir of the Bourbon family, who has dominated most of Saint Laurent's politics, he and Saint Laurent's current heir, His Highness Altos, are known as the twin stars of Saint Laurent shining in the Central Continent.

However, Odysseus still hated him and despised him because he was a little white face.

"Your Excellency Odysseus, your upbringing is a mess compared to your brother's. Raphael wasn't too angry, but said helplessly to Odysseus.

On the contrary, it was Odysseus, who did not know which of Raphael's words irritated him, and he was furious: "Damn it, I'm going to tear you to pieces!"

Rafael only shrugged his shoulders, still maintaining his impeccable demeanor.

So far, there are already three parties gathered here.

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