The scorching smell of the gin was still burning in Lin Sheng's throat, and there was only a hot taste on the bitter tongue, and endless tears were falling, and it didn't get any better after he coughed heavily. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Finally, Lin Sheng recovered from the painful vomiting, and when he raised his head, from the scattered tears, Lin Sheng saw the eagerness in Natasha Alex's eyes, and at this time he was gently patting his back with a gentle face.

In the blurry tears of the flickering lights, Lin Sheng looked at the foreign woman in front of him, her every move, every frown, every subtle change, was so tender. At this time, Lin Sheng completely believed that Natasha was really not Lan Lin. This foreign woman was more beautiful than Lan Lin, and more thoroughly beautiful, there was an indescribable temptation in Natasha's bones, and Lin Sheng had never seen such a beautiful creation before.

Seeing Lin Sheng's warm eyes, Natasha couldn't help but stop the movements in her hands, and her face turned red in an instant, "You...... It's okay!" She resignedly, taking a small step behind her, to avoid Lin Sheng's gaze. Maybe even she doesn't know why the man in front of her gives her a sense of déjà vu. The pain he revealed when he mentioned "Lan Lin", and the self-killing pain when he looked at his eyes, also touched his heart fiercely.

Seeing the situation, Lin Sheng took Natasha into his arms and stretched out his flexible little tongue, Natasha also responded enthusiastically, the pink tongues of the two were lingering like antlers, and after a fierce kiss with the lovely Natasha, the two began to untie their clothes......

Stop, stop, stop, that's just a hypothesis, of course.

"Thank you. Lin Sheng said lightly to Natasha.

He sat up straight, and unexpectedly found that his body had undergone a strange change, just now he was sick in bed because of the heavy injury, and after a glass of wine in his stomach, he was now refreshed and not tired. Naturally, I was grateful to my predecessors in my heart, and I was about to thank old Henry at the moment. Unexpectedly, the old Henry was also looking at himself with interest, his eyes like a torch.

At the moment, Lin Sheng already knew in his heart that Alexandre Henry's predecessors were really hidden and not to be underestimated, and the two only looked at each other and smiled, tacitly.

"Hey, fledglings. Tell me, what else do you want to know?"

"Does Jacob know anything about the Knights?"

"Jacob's dream since childhood was to join the Knights, dressed in scarlet monastic robes, helmets and armor, and fighting for the Holy See and the Theocracy was a supreme honor for him. It's just that now that the empire is in decline, the people's hearts are not ancient, and the Knights have an affair with the world, and have become an organization that hides filth and dirt, and it has existed in name only. The current Knights harbor a large number of murderers, rape criminals, and beasts who kill their fathers and sons, and they are afraid of being punished by the Empire, as long as they scatter some copper odor, they can justifiably enter the Knights, and they will not be subject to any constraints when the time comes. ”

With that, old Henry sighed deeply again, with a hint of sorrow in his words, and then raised his glass to drink the spirit.

"As for the head of Jacob, he is just a trick of the family, and there are only six or seven men in a regiment? Even many grass bandits and bandits began to loot and rob everywhere under the banner of the Knights, and it is difficult to distinguish between the true and the fake of the Knights. I think that a sergeant major of the original knight order was already so majestic, single-handedly killing the three-headed castle master of the bitter cold castle, and the monster named Red Owl on the Wind Eclipse Cliff also died under his sword. ”

Lin Sheng listened to Old Henry's words and only felt relish, paladins have always been his favorite heroes, the pictures of knights and paladins commanding battles appeared in his mind, and his heart was surging, and he forgot to drink another sip of gin, but this sip made Lin Sheng miserable.

In Lin Sheng's heart-rending cough, Old Henry couldn't help laughing.

"Hey, fledgling, you kid, I like you, woohaha...... It's been a long time since I've talked so much, chatting with young people, it's so passionate, even if I'm old, I still miss the old days. ”

"Former ...... Senior," Lin Sheng finally eased up again, this time it was much more soothing than the last time, "I still want to ask something, do you know about the Witch Society?"

"Witch Society?" Old Henry's body trembled visibly when he heard the name, his face did not change much, but his eyes wandered for a while, and Natasha beside him also looked dazed, this well-behaved Gentile woman was watching this late-night conversation, without saying a word.

"Haven't heard of it. He said.

"How is that possible......? Hey, the name is too long for me to remember, then, uncle, have you heard of the witch god? Seeing Old Henry's answer, Lin Sheng couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart, could it be that he had traveled through the wrong era? He originally forgot about the "witch god" that Miyazaki Shuichi said, but in a moment's urgency, Lin Sheng himself didn't know, and he actually said the name of the "witch god" in one mouth at night.

In addition, Lin Sheng seemed to remember that Shuichi Miyazaki once said that whoever the witch god wants to die, whoever he wants, who will die, and then he thinks about it, if he can find this witch god, he may be able to resurrect Lan Lin. Lin Sheng had a glimmer of hope for resurrecting Lan Lin in his heart, thinking that the old man was well-informed and could control the witch god of life and death, it was impossible for the old Henry senior not to have heard of it.

"Never heard of it. Alexandre Henry still shook his head, his face dazed, and his expression didn't look like he was pretending.

"This is impossible, please think again, uncle, the witch god, the one related to the witch and demon society, he can control the life and death of people. Seeing that Old Henry still shook his head unmoved, Lin Sheng was a little anxious for a while.

"Uncle......

"Huh," said old Henry, with a smile, spreading his hands, "my chicks, don't be alarmed, every state has its own gods, you are a Gentiles, and you have a god that you reveal, if I have not heard of it, this is obviously normal, but I would be interested in hearing what your Gentile gods are?" ”

Lin Sheng was anxious, so he took the kraft book that had lost its magic power.

"Uncle, the original records about the witch and demon society are all in this brown book, but now, for some reason, there is nothing on it. ”

Old Henry laughed uncontrollably, and then took out from behind him a vellum book that looked exactly like the Witch's Mallet. "Come and see," he said, turning the book open, the same velope cover, the same blank paper. "Fledgling, you must have been deceived by the small vendors here, you can pick up tens of thousands of copies of the same books on the small vendors here. ”

With a few words, Lin Sheng was knocked from the hot springs of the Mountain of Hope into the icy seawater. Originally, he had the hope of resurrecting Lan Lin in his heart, but at this moment, Old Henry's words were like a bucket of cold water poured down from the top of Lin Sheng's head, but Lin Sheng was still unwilling to accept the reality, he had always been so stubborn.

"Uncle, if you don't know what the 'witch society' is, then where did the witchcraft you just performed on Jacob come from?"

"Witchcraft?hahahaha......" An incomparably loud laugh came from Old Henry's throat, and although the old man had laughed several times tonight, this time it was the most deafening.

"You kid, what I just performed is the Holy Light Knights' Cross Sacred Technique-the Holy Healing Moth, which can heal the wounded and have the power to return to the sky, if it weren't for this Holy Healing Moth, your big wound would have died in Huangquan long ago. ”

"Senior, you...... Are you a member of the Order?"

......Seeing the more or less reverence in Lin Sheng's eyes, the old man couldn't help laughing, and then he lowered his voice and said to Lin Sheng: "It's an old thing, in fact, I won't tell you, the sergeant major I just said to kill the three-headed castle master, the sergeant major who slaughtered the red owl is actually my ......."

"Alexandre, shut up!" a shrill voice sounded from the room, and the frightened old Henry sat up nervously and said no more, even Natasha Alex, who remained silent, was startled.

A solemn footstep sounded from the inner room, and soon a figure walked straight towards old Henry—soft, wavy brown hair, light complexion, dull brown eyes, short, straight nose, ordinary countenance, slightly broad shoulders, and slightly fatter figure. It was none other than Old Henry's wife, Kama Henry.

"Give me back to sleep. Cama Henry stretched out a hand and grabbed old Henry's ear, and pulled old Henry out of his chair at once. That fierce and vicious look startled both Lin Sheng and Natasha.

"Ah...... Hurt...... Hurt...... It hurts, be careful not to spill this wine......"

"Alexandre, this guy is old and confused, and when he drinks, he goes crazy and talks nonsense, Rebecca, I hope you don't mind. Karma looked back.