The yellow-haired fat dog made the best choice for him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When his strength has crushed everyone present, but he wants to erase the previous influence and become invisible, then it is a better choice to use means to directly forget the memory.

From this point of view, he did nothing wrong.

Staring at the confused crowd for a few glances, the fat dog's two thick brows furrowed slightly, and then seemed to have found a suitable target, and walked slowly in one direction.

At this time, when he was done with his business, he realized that he had eaten enough.

"Hiccup"

Satisfied with a full burp, the fat dog showed a satisfied smile, then seemed to think of something, pondered for a moment, patted the ground lightly with his right paw, and then walked away slowly.

This inexplicable fluctuation spread more than ten miles away, and the two guys dressed as stalkers who were treated the same as the moon elves before were affected by this fluctuation, as if they had collapsed and turned into dust, and they didn't have to wait for their memories to fade later, and they woke up from an alternative state of emptiness......

Before the fall, it seemed that an insignificant murmur was faintly heard:

"Well, it's just the money for this pot of soup~"

Two people who came to investigate the movements of the moon elves, who had always been extremely cautious, fell.

Both of them belonged to the thin figure who walked with the sharp-toothed old man, and this "disappearance" without a trace probably brought about many calculations and speculations, as well as some insidious targets......

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The next day's sun rose to reflect a brilliant dawn.

Although it seems to be a bright spring, the temperature can't deceive people, and many early moon elves look at the brilliant sun, and then look at themselves thickly wrapped, looking at each other speechless......

Luo He got up early and was making a barbecue with Mu Ha, this was obviously a small stove, and it was obviously a very rare exception to be a cook for the entire Moon Elf clan like yesterday.

He rolled the barbecue, glanced at the salivating Muha on the side, and said with a smile: "You drank the remaining half pot of meat yesterday, and now you are so hungry early in the morning?"

Mu Ha was stunned when he heard this: "Didn't that ranger drink it with a white face?"

"Still don't admit it?" Luo He didn't take this matter to heart: "Who else but you?" Marshall must have such a big belly. ”

Mu Ha thought about it, but after thinking about it carefully, no, why don't I remember drinking it? Could it be that I fell asleep and sleepwalked directly into my stomach?

It's easy to forget about such a trivial thing.

Mu Ha still looked carefully at the barbecue in front of him, which was the most important thing at the moment.

In the distance, Verrell emerged from a carriage.

Compared to the tents, the carriage was more suitable for her, because it was easier to get in and out, or rather...... If you do it, it's more convenient to shoot.

She had already ordered, cook the cooking, clean up the camp, and it was estimated that she would have a hot soup meal in the morning and set sail for the Maple Leaf Earldom, which had been agreed before.

"Wow!"

At this moment, a dog barked suddenly.

Luo He turned his head suspiciously, and saw a yellow round hair.

When he saw this fat dog, Luo He suddenly felt an inexplicable panic in his heart......

This inexplicable feeling was very bad, but Luo He didn't know how to judge, because in his perception, this fat dog was covered with a strange layer of ice power.

That's the power of the elements.

The familiar smell reminded him of Lan at once.

This fat dog that gave him a panicked premonition was obviously the first time they met, but it brought him an inexplicable sense of familiarity, maybe it had something to do with Lan?

Luo He made a slight deduction in his heart.

The fat dog was unabated, and pounced directly on the grill hanging in mid-air, and the scorching flames could not shake his movements at all.

The cold power attached to his body could easily ignore such a hot flame, and it was not enough to tickle him!

Mu Ha was stunned by the sudden appearance of the fat dog's brain, and then he was furious.

At the same time, he didn't know why he felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had behaved like this before?

With such a strange hesitation, Mu Ha's movements slowed down a little, and he was stopped by Setyusha, who followed behind.

"Don't do it! That's Lan's pet!"

An exclamation prevented the ensuing "bloodshed".

Mu Ha unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, this was an inexplicable subconscious reaction, from his bloodline.

The yellow-haired fat dog squinted at him, didn't take him in his eyes at all, and pounced directly on the barbecue, hanging in the air and nibbling.

Luo He frowned slightly, although he felt that it was very unpleasant, and he didn't want to teach this fat dog a lesson, but ......

This fat dog is really underwhelming!

Setyusha approached and glanced at the fat dog who was hungry and protecting the food, with a slight embarrassment in her eyes, but she didn't say much.

I can't say.

This fat dog is Lan's "magic pet", and she doesn't know how to solve this matter, after all, strictly speaking, this is just what Lan asked her to take out and walk around...... Well, it's just pulled out for a walk......

Luo He stared at the fat dog carefully for a few moments, then turned around and suddenly asked, "When did Lan have a magic pet?"

He stared at it carefully, with a hint of inquiry: "And so, weak?"

At this time, the fat dog is a little demon pet with a little magic in his body, and according to Luo He's exploration, any high-level professional can also slaughter it to make hot pot.

The fat dog seemed to understand what Luo He meant, a pain flashed in the corner of his eye, and he turned around and whined at Luo He twice.

At this time, according to his thoughts, he was still directly moving his hand once, hanging Luohe for a beating, and then he said it in one breath.

It's just that the continuous elimination of memories in a short period of time to create false memory fragments will cause some irreversible damage to the soul, the fat dog thought about it, and Cuo Cuo Gum didn't care about Luohe's teasing.

Hmph, when this "cooldown" has passed, I'm cleaning up your girl!

A trace of thought flashed on Se Qiusha's face, as if she was a little confused and worried, and then she was deceived by false memories, and opened her mouth to come: "I have it before, I remember that when I was in the village, Lan released this fat dog to play with us, and at that time, ...... Aletha is also ......"

Speaking of the back, the voice went low.

Luo He looked confused, he couldn't remember this matter clearly, although he wanted to ask, but when he saw the depressed Setyusha, he still kept his mouth shut.

He's not the kind of person who chases and fights fiercely and doesn't know about human accidents.

The fat dog glanced at a few people with slanted eyes, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he was still very hungry on the surface.

There are some memory loopholes between several people, which he knows, but he doesn't plan to solve them, after all, he believes in his own strength, and he can completely suppress them strongly, and by the way, all the signs of perfect growth and development will be cut off.

Sample, if you don't have the strength, you can only be slaughtered by others, this is an eternal truth!

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Maple Leaf Earlcounty, inside Earl's Castle.

The young Count of Muradine was enjoying breakfast, and beside him sat his wife, a beautiful woman who covered half of her face, but who could be seen by the little figure she revealed, but she did not know how beautiful and beautiful it was under the veil.

The old butler of Muric next to him buried his head deeply and did not look at the situation at the table, as did the two maids who were waiting with him.

Lord Muradine's daily diet is so peculiar and strict, and Lord Earl's reputation for caring for his wife is also famous, at least there is some gossip here in the western region.

After all, this countess, who has never been visible to the outside world, is so mysterious that some people have even rumored that this is a succubus who has fascinated the count.

However, when the news reached the Maple Leaf Earldom, and the Earl personally executed a number of guys who bit the root of their tongues, the loyal old butler understood the mind of his master.

He didn't dare to object, nor did he dare to put forward any opinions, but he was a little worried.

Because the Maple Leaf Earldom has not yet had a next generation of heirs......

These things can only be buried in the heart, and Muric did the same.

There are no descendants, this is a topic that has become more and more heavy in the Maple Leaf County in recent years, but it has been forcefully suppressed by the Earl.

As a result, the dining table was a bit empty.

The male protagonist Muradin's still young face has a look of non-anger and self-authority, which is the transformation of momentum brought about by being in a high position all year round, and there are also strengths in it.

The legendary swordsman, if he didn't have such strength, after the old earl died suddenly a few years ago, he would not have been able to grasp the power so easily.

Muradin, who was well aware of the routines commonly used in aristocratic circles, did not believe that his uncles and cousins would be so kind to assist him.

Therefore, after the position was secured, he was also very understanding and sent the old people back to their respective manors to "retire with peace of mind".

There is both the tactfulness of a nobleman, the treachery of a merchant, the tenacity of a warrior and the nobility of a knight.

This is what his subordinates think of him, and of course, outsiders only seem to believe the first two.

Muradin, with a straight face, put a piece of ham meat in his mouth, chewed it carefully, and glanced at the figure sitting next to him, and a flash of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

Only in the face of this lady can he let go of his power and coldness, and become warm.

"Angel, isn't the food to your liking?"

Seeing that the latter was a little absent-minded, Muradin asked softly.

Muric's head next to him was lowered by three points, and he knew that if the countess was not satisfied, the relevant people in the cafeteria would fall to the ground today.

Thankfully, that shouldn't happen.

Because he hadn't seen the head of the house, who had never shown up, had any angry moods.

"No, Muradin, don't be cranky. ”

A crisp and pleasant response came from under the veil.

Angel was obviously a little absent-minded, and she casually fiddled with the knife and fork in her hand: "It's just that in the past few days, I have been a little restless, and I always feel that something will happen." ”

Muradin became serious, Angel's strength was not low, such a reaction was obviously not a normal reaction, and he first thought of the latter people.

He asked, "Do you want me to send someone to your people to see your sister?"

Angel was a little moved, and then a trace of gloom flashed in her eyes: "I'm afraid my sister won't welcome you......"

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