The old bones of the Saboteur Association, who have never been infected with the problem of warmth and affection, dragged the housekeeper to tie up the wooden stake, and directly began to peel off the skin and break the armor, break the bones and extract the marrow for half an hour, and the prescribed action only took a small half, and the matter was roughly figured out.

After inspecting the scene according to the clues, the whole team was infected with madness, and became more silent and the Saboteur Association, which was the most elite of all the associations under Townsend, but it was unfavorable, and the sign was smashed in his hands before it was revealed!

What kind of crime is this?! But the Ninth Field Service Team did not dare to slack off, and immediately sent out an urgent report from the mission area, and within half an hour, three emergency reports!

The information to the West Coast and the site of the annual meeting had to be sent in a relay manner, and at every intelligence station on the way to these messages, the confidential officer's hands were shaking when he copied the documents, not because of fear, but because of deep anger and worry.

These people are all old people of Jing La Rose, and they are staunch supporters, so they know who Miss Wen Li is, they know who she is almost about to become a chief, and they know that her mysterious disappearance will definitely cause a violent upheaval!

Yes, Townsend, who was thousands of miles away, never expected that he had been preparing for so long and so much, but the prelude to the decisive battle sounded on the outskirts of the capital of Stuttgarton! This matter is too serious, if Miss Wenli loses a hair, the relevant people will definitely pay for it with their lives!

But...... Where the hell was Miss Wenli teleported? Who did this?

In fact, when everyone was extremely anxious, Miss Wenli herself was making mistakes.

At that time, after she took that step, she only felt that her eyes were dark, the ground shook slightly, and by the time her eyesight recovered, the scene around her had changed greatly, the ruined walls had turned into precious red cherry wood, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.

She was stunned and immediately turned around, but there was no door behind her, and it was also a wall of red cherry wood.

"Did I get teleported?" she frowned, but didn't know the exact answer, "Where was I teleported? ”

Wen Li was thinking hard when the door to the wall in front of her opened. An excessively handsome,

The young man, who was grimly cold, led her into a hall.

It is an oval-shaped hall with a rich and sophisticated decoration and a new carpet.

It's not huge, and it can accommodate fifty or sixty adults plus their desks, but it's so tall that when you look up, you'll think you're under a spiral staircase—the spiral thing is a super chandelier for lighting, because it's not a living room, it's a reading room.

The oval walls are full of bookcases built upwards in layers, and even the door frame is a small table with a fireplace in front of it, in which the finest fragrant wood is burned, and in the hearth surrounded by broken gold, the warm flames jump softly. There is a hanger next to it, and several robes of the same style are hung, like the owner of this place will go out at any time.

On the other side, there were a lot of books scattered around, all of which were about abilities.

Wen Li glanced at it and found that there were many unique books, which were priceless and unmarketable, but they were casually thrown on the ground.

"It's Wen Li, Heather bluffing Valosia. The young man reported: "A young lady." ”

"Please find a place to sit, Miss Wenli, you are now my honored guest. Behind the pile of books on the small platform, a man's mature voice came out, with a slower tone, giving people a very calm feeling.

"Don't dare to be. Wen Li stood in the hall and replied without humility or arrogance: "Until I know your identity, I am not sure that I am willing to be a guest here." ”

"Oh?" said the man behind the stack of books with astonishment, as if he had just woken up from sleep.

"It's good to be persistent, but I hope it's not just what happened that makes you resist or resent. The voice behind the pile of books said, "I will identify myself, and ask Miss Wenli to wait for me for a moment, I want to finish what I have in hand."

"There's nothing that makes me resist, it's just a personal habit. Wen Li said, "I'm not in a hurry, you are free." ”

"Miss Wenli is really understanding, in that case, then I'll continue to read for a few minutes?" There was a loud sound of turning pages behind the pile of books... After a long time, the voice seemed to remember something, and asked, "I heard that Miss Wenli went to the Duchy of Stuttgarten, is there any special reason?"

"When will the businessman stop?" said Wen Li, "and go back and forth, just to chase profits." ”

Although it talks about profits, it is a very elegant answer. The words stopped, and only the faint sound of flipping through the pages was heard.

After a long time, the person behind the pile of books sighed, shook the book in his hand, and stood up with his back to Wen Li—

Long hair and shawl, tall and thin, wearing a simple home robe, Lu's arms on the outside are white and slender, no nails are left, and they are perfectly trimmed.

Wen Li was silent on the surface, but secretly she was attentive, this person who was half lying in a pile of lonely books, he couldn't be conspicuous, right?*—What a wonderful basic theory of ability!" The man let out a heartfelt sigh, and slapped the book in his hand should actually be a manuscript, very thin.

He opened one of them and said, "Yarrow, Berg, this notebook has a beginning and an end, and it is close to the main line! It is subtle and wonderful! The person who wrote this book is almost genius!"

"I heard it was written by Townsend Quelsa," and a young man's voice came from the aperture: "You think he looks like a genius?"

"It doesn't matter if it's like it," he turned his back to Wen Li's and chuckled: "The most important thing is to confirm, is he? or is he not?"

"I suggest you throw the pitcher to decide.

The voice in the aperture is not yin, "At least half the probability of being correct." ”

"Yarrow, Berg, don't try to me off, that won't do you any good. If you have time, you should take this and study it carefully. Young people can't be too proud. ”

"I don't look at this man's stuff. ”

"I'm sorry you say that, you're allergic to Townsend. ”

The man finally turned around, looked at Suoli, and said, "What about you, Miss, do you want to see it?"

+Passion Seeing the middle-aged man's face, Miss Suoli, who was originally standing firmly in the hall, took two steps back and shivered!

Her teeth clenched, and her face flushed instantly. Those soft eyes widened,

The pupils were about to erupt with fire! Because the middle-aged man in front of Wen Li was her biggest enemy in this life!

oMonroe!

He's the culprit of Harvey's tragedy! He's the criminal who slaughtered innocents with his powers! He's the ninth apostle of the Church of Radiance!

He is an evil and filthy creature who cannot be called human!

Wen Li had never seen the person in front of her before, but she had personally destroyed hundreds of his portraits, dozens of full-body portraits, and all the features of the Ninth Apostle, and even all the details that could be found, had long been engraved into her hateful memory. No matter what robe he wears, how long he has pretended to be erudite, Wen Li can recognize it at a glance!

"Why is Miss Wenli so shocked? Am I scary?" the Ninth Apostle looked puzzled, and he said to the aperture, "Did I miss something?"

"When did you miss the show?" replied, "She missed." ”

"What did she miss?Church New Year Ball?Bishop's Birthday Dinner?Junior Teacher Counseling Identification Dian Ping U is not right?" The Ninth Apostle continued to wonder.

"I'm so sorry, I still can't remember Miss. Finally, he looked at Wenli gently: "If you can, can you give a hint?"

However, in Wen Li's view, his incomprehensible performance is evidence of perversion: "Hint? Okay, I want to think about it. ”

A smile bloomed on Wenli's pale face, and her hands were raised slightly, only to hear "Poh!"

With a few sounds, a shadow erupted from the lace cuffs, like a scattered bullet, and flew towards the Ninth Apostle.

With a wave of the apostle's wide sleeves, a plant seed fell to the floor: "Zombie Huā?Puppet Grass?Hessian Blood Vine?"

The Ninth Apostle was a little surprised: "You throw these things at me?

Wen Li scolded angrily: "You are an apostle!

"Are you still reasonable?" the Ninth Apostle seemed to have been wronged, and he asked again, "Yarrow,

Berg, explain it to me!"

"You want to explain, yes!" A large number of words came out of the aperture: "To put it simply, you killed a large number of people in her family last year, plus a total of 50,000 or 60,000 neighbors, and then set fire to her house and shop, so that her family was directly removed from the list, causing a secondary disaster that continues to this day!

"Not satisfied. The Ninth Apostle shook his head: "Since I destroyed her whole family, why is she still there?"

"I said, she missed!" "Missed? well, missed!" The apostle turned to Wenli and said, "It was an oversight, and I regret it." ”

"No need to apologize" Wen Li has regained her ability to think: "You're still alive, that's enough." ”

"Look, this is a truly cultured young lady, and those hoarse country girls can't compare. The apostle explained: "My poor memory is the result of some kind of injury, an old problem that prevents me from doing several things at the same time." But it doesn't matter, I can check the diary. ”

The fingers dotted in front of him, and a blue ball of light immediately appeared in his hand, and the apostle flicked it with his fingertips, and the ball of light turned, and tiny filaments of light erupted, flying into his pupils like mist. Gradually, he changed. His eyes were shrouded in blue light, flickering incessantly: his gaze was cold and sharp, his breath,

The temperament is completely different!

It was as if he was the real Ollie at this time

o Temonro, the Ninth Apostle!

Finally, he pursed his mouth tightly and opened: "It turns out - it's really you." ”

The emotionless voice slammed back and forth on the wall of the hall, and dozens of thick dictionaries above the bookcase on the left wall were instantly cut off by the force swimming in the air!。