"You'd better not stay here any longer, he'll come to me. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Rosalyn said in an impatient tone. She seemed to be transcribing something, and the entire desktop was covered with paper. At this time, in the face of visitors, the woman had no intention of cleaning up, and only looked down at a few things in her hand.

Conscient, who was snubbed by her, touched his nose and suddenly sneered, he reached over the table and pressed it to Rosaline's cheek, "That man came all the way from Elada, and he just spent an afternoon with you yesterday, and you treat people like this?"

After a brief silence, Rosherine knocked Kongsper's arm off, "Why did I do this, don't you know why? I wonder where you got the time to talk to me, waiting for someone to vacate your seat and invite you to a seat? I have never seen such a generous politician." ”

"Don't say that, there are still a few selfless guys in this business. Kongsper sighed heavily. He casually moved a piece of paper on the table in front of him, and then frowned, "Maybe you should get your mind to business, little princess, it's useless to write too much of this script." ”

Rosalyn sneered, "I'd like to hear you talk about the so-called business." She piled a few pieces of paper in her hand into the corner of the table, leaned back in her chair, and put on a posture of listening to her ears.

Kongsper sighed again, "Let's be honest, I want you to organize someone to spread the news right away." ”

"What? You're going to shake out the diagnosis fraud now?" Rosherine stood up suddenly, "Kongsper, you're letting the military go! I dare to make a guarantee, they're going to push the veterans' affairs on the dead ghosts, and then it's going to be a big deal, it's not our plan at all!"

"Listen to Rosalyn, listen to me, after beating that man out of the military hospital, the script has changed. You know what? I've taken the risk of arranging for a wizard to intercept him, but he's got someone else to help him...... I guess he won't be back for a while, and what we have in our hands will rot after a long time, so it's better to bury a fleshy thorn in the eyes of the top and wait for another opportunity. ”

Outside, Echo listened to the conversation between the two men and suddenly felt ridiculous. In fact, he had the instinct to be betrayed by Rosaline, but he also convinced himself again and again - this is a homonym, and his colleague is a white sparrow. But the result?

As soon as he lost his mind, someone in the courtyard suddenly shouted, "Who's there?"

The shout sent Eko into a cold sweat, and when he saw that the yelling creature was alone and far away from him, he couldn't help but glance back at the room. Inside, Rosherine and Kongsper apparently heard movement as well. In contrast to the unresponsive politicians, Rosalyn reflexively rushed straight to the window. Seeing that her previous composure and strength had turned into the anxiety and fragility she had seen in her dreams, Ekor suddenly turned and jumped onto a branch on a nearby terrace.

At his feet, the branches of the zelkova tree sank down with a sudden load, and then the branches carried Eko over the low wall. When he landed, he had a gut feeling that Rossaline seemed to be climbing the fence and looking at him, which urged him to quicken his pace and say goodbye to all the deception.

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In the evening, the "southerners" in the west of the city suddenly became lively, and dozens of lights reflected the entire warehouse into a road sign in the slum. This situation made Icco suspicious, and he heard someone shouting, "Move quickly, move quickly!" and when he got closer, he saw several freight wagons blocking the intersection, while a large group of people were unloading in full swing.

There are all kinds of things that were dragged down from the car, including daily necessities such as belts and soup spoons, as well as delicate and expensive things such as pendants and pocket watches, and what is even more surprising is that there is no shortage of weapons and equipment such as tattered swords and armor fragments in the car, which seem to have just come down from the battlefield and are covered with stains and dust.

Ecco frowned, and was about to step over a pile of miscellaneous items in the stables when he suddenly heard someone shouting at him, "Hey!

He turned to look at the guy who shouted at him, and saw that the other man was a stout old man with a scar on his face. Generally speaking, a guy with this kind of appearance must have done mercenaries, bodyguards and other professions that require his life, if he had seen each other before, he should have left some images, but he didn't have this person in his memory at all.

After a moment of impatience, the old fellow pointed to a carriage to the east, and then shouted in a didactic tone: "Don't want the gratuity?

The words and deeds of others who mistook him for a worker, combined with what happened to him before, made Ekko's feelings of disgust even stronger. He sighed, and was about to leave the other party and go his own way, when the old man suddenly took out a silver necklace from his bosom and stuffed it.

"You're going to go over anyway, leave this to ...... The chick who handed out the sign over there......"

"Why don't you go by yourself?" asked Ekko, glancing at the necklace in her hand.

Like the goods in the car, the thing was also stained with a lot of dirt, but the texture and workmanship were quite good, and it must have been picked out by the old man in order to please the woman. And as soon as he asked like this, the other party's expression suddenly became cowardly.

Or the poor old man who had been snorting for a long time, still unable to explain his intentions, sighed softly and asked, "What do you like people to call you?"

"Eight-fingered ......" The old man muttered a nickname with an inexplicable expression, and after a while, he whispered as if he had suddenly reacted, "Wait a minute, what do you want to do?"

Seeing that the roots of the other party's ears were red, Eko immediately rolled the necklace into the palm of her hand and walked straight towards the carriage. He was still in a state of confusion at the moment, just mechanically avoiding the other workers, and the car was very busy around the guys who were busy getting the license plate and waiting for the distribution of goods, and for a while, he couldn't see the chick mentioned in the old man's mouth. As a last resort, he had to push away a guy next to him and squeeze a few steps forward, and this time, the back of a girl finally appeared in front of him.

The petite man was hunched over a box at his feet. Ekor looked at the familiar figure and the long ochre hair that was scattered, and the whole person was stunned for a moment. In my mind, forgotten memories come back to life, including the scent of laurel, the reassuring smile, and the blue of the lake that clarifies the sky...... He didn't dare to imagine that there was anything in the world that could be lost and regained, and who could go and return, but he couldn't help but call out a name in his heart - Ora.