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Chapter 391: Ales Female God of War

She deftly climbed up the eaves of the castle and walked along the roof, because the view from the roof was wide, and she quickly found the top of the Mondstadt Lord's residence, and in a flash she reached the door of the castle lord's mansion, only to find that the barrier of the mansion had been opened, could it be Lorenzo?

Will he be faster than himself?

On second thought, no, maybe there was an ambush in the official residence? But she was fearless, and she thought to herself that she would soon enter the mansion.

The house turned out to be empty, and it turned out to be a premeditated transfer.

The three-story mansion is not too big but extremely luxurious, walking around the mansion, everything is cleaned, Mo Luo opened the jewelry box in the master bedroom, it was empty, Count Cicero and his family even packed up all the valuable belongings, Mo Luo snorted coldly in his heart, people who are greedy for money probably will not run too far now.

Turned around and saw an extremely luxurious golden dressing mirror, she was startled by herself in the mirror, quickly calmed down, stepped forward and knocked on the mirror, and then pushed hard behind the mirror There was a dark passage.

It's really not very clever, Moro didn't even use a hand lamp, smeared into the dark passage, but after going down a few steps, he found the city lord of Cicero and his family and servants who tried to escape, and the face under the mask evoked a rather cruel smile, not that she was cruel and not that she was murderous, but she knew that the count of Cicero had invaded Ales in the inner station to take pleasure in slaughtering the Ales people, and he did not even let go of the children, and he even killed all the servants and maids in the palace of Ales without any permission.

Adler's lackeys.

She won't let go of any of them.

Never let it go.

Absolutely not.

Ever since she was reborn, she knew that the slightest mercy to her enemies was torture for herself, that she would never make the same mistake a second time, and that she would not trust anyone easily.

Count Cicero seemed to be calm, but his guards were already howling.

She created a seven-layer barrier that she had never created before, almost overdrawing her health, and ensured that Cicero would never break the barrier and escape.

She lifted her mask, revealing her small face, half soaked in blood, and a pair of aqua blue eyes that were rare in the world on top of her delicate face, which was so confused by the blood of the enemy that she could not see clearly.

Originally, it was an extremely beautiful and charming face, but now it is exuding an extremely ghostly and murderous smell of death, just like Hela, the legendary god of death, the ruler of Niflheim, the land of the dead, with a beautiful face and the rotten hideous hideous of evil ghosts.

Cicero was still thinking that he could trade his possessions for a way for him and his family to survive before she took off her mask, but she was in utter despair when she saw these eyes.

This person was Mo Luo, and he didn't think of it.

This person's hatred for him, even if he takes the financial income of the entire demon party, he will definitely not be able to exchange him for half of his life.

"I'll take your heart for the people of the dead Ales!" The corners of her mouth were smiling, so cruel that anyone who saw it didn't feel a little raw.

Before Cicero could draw his sword, he saw that the two aqua blue eyes, which were rare in the world, were covered with red ice, and then silver light appeared.

"Moro Ales!" It was the last voice Cicero could make.