"Didn't you notice?"

Elan walked to the coffin, pointed to the corpse, and said, "Lady Victoria is from a noble family, her skin cannot be so rough, and her palms are unlikely to have thick calluses left by hard work. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Vorusk was completely stunned, he didn't think that the owner of the corpse was not Victoria, whether it was the clothes or the jewelry on the corpse, it was Victoria's, so he was skeptical of Elan's words.

But with Elan's next analysis, Vorusk had to admit that the owner of the corpse was really not Victoria.

Elan broke the corpse's jaw, looked at the corpse's teeth, and said, "The teeth are yellow and worn out badly, and the food that the deceased usually ate was very rough before he died.

Ms. Victoria has a beautiful tooth that I remember when she smiled, it would sparkle!

Also, the jewelry on Ms. Victoria's body is still there!

Is it now that money is like the dung of a jackal in the eyes of the robbers?

What's more, isn't it good to look at a beautiful face when doing that? Cutting the face like this, some people say that it is a man who believes it! The other party clearly doesn't want others to recognize something!"

Elan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: The god of dawn is above! His uncle's is really a coincidence! Just now he was still worried about how to comfort Vorusk, psychological counseling can work, the question is, does Vorusk seem to be a person who can accept psychological counseling?

I didn't expect Ms. Victoria to cheat to death!

At this moment, Vorusk is as entangled as the expression on his face is, how entangled he is, this matter Elan can understand, anyone who is sad for a stranger for a long time will become a little more complicated.

"Okay! Don't think about it, let's bury her quickly! Although she is not Lady Victoria, she is also a miserable woman, and there are still people who remember her after death, I think her soul can enter the kingdom of God!"

Elan took the initiative to speak and offered to bury the coffin, so that Vorusk would not stand there in embarrassment all the time.

"Elan, why did you say Lady Victoria did this?"

"Who knows! If she doesn't do this, she will be killed by her husband's family sooner or later!"

The two of them chatted without a word, and after Elan and Vorusk buried the coffin, they did not erect a tombstone for the deceased, they felt that it was unnecessary, the grave was made flat by the two of them, and if there was a tombstone, it might be dug up by the grave robbers.

"How's your injury?" Herty said the situation wasn't optimistic?" asked Elan casually on the way back.

Although Elam is proficient in both Chinese and Western medicine, he does not know how to treat the injuries of barbarians like Vorusk.

Voruske's face looked much better, "It's okay, it's just that the treatment process is a little complicated, but fortunately, I met people from the barbarian tribe, otherwise, my body might be ruined!"

Elan, although the dead person is not Lady Victoria, I am still angry, why is this happening? Is there really a god? The gods on high, why don't you stop these tragic things?"

"Vorusk, you really don't look like a barbarian!" Elan couldn't help but find it interesting for the first time to see so many sentimental barbarians, "Barbarians should only believe in ancestors and weapons in their hands, I don't know if there are gods or not, I think... Even if there are gods, maybe some of them will be happy to see tragic things!"

"So, I never ask anyone why, and I don't ask the gods why! I only ask myself, am I not strong enough, smart enough, cunning enough, or ruthless enough?

What are the reasons for something unpleasant happening in front of my eyes?

Where you fall, you have to get up from there, and the most reliable thing in the world is always yourself!" I don't know if Vorusk listened to his words, but Elan said everything he wanted to say anyway.

After returning to Horty, Horty smiled at Elan when he saw that Vorusk was full of fighting spirit again, and that the ferocity of the barbarians had reappeared on Vorusk.

After saying goodbye to Hetty and promising Vorusk a chance to have a good match, Elan returned to the watchtower with little Lori in his arms, and on the way saw Felix with his guards, dragging a few people towards the outside of the fortress.

"Hurry up, I don't know what disease these people have! If you don't get it right, you will infect others!" Felix shouted in the snowstorm, his voice full of impatience and irritability.

Elan didn't have the idea of meddling, the people who were being dragged by the guards were obviously hopeless, their eyes were black tears, their exposed skin was covered with black spots, and the whole person could not see the movement of breathing.

Felix was not very polite when he saw Elan, he walked up to Elan, held his head high, and wanted to look at Elan condescendingly, but standing in front of Elan, who was six feet tall, Felix was half a head shorter than Elan.

In desperation, Felix took a few steps back, raised his sword, and was about to use the scabbard against Elan's chest to speak, when little Lori stuck her head out of her bearskin robe and looked at Felix with a puffed face: "Big villain!

Felix's face turned white with a "swish", he didn't say anything, he turned around and left, and he didn't even say a cruel word when he left, which made Elan feel inexplicable, he was just going to use his mind hint to tease Felix to play!

I'm taking my pants off, you're showing me this?

"Amelia, why is that person afraid of you?" said Elan, who put his forehead on the forehead of little Lori.

The little Lori who giggled and snorted: "Last time he seemed to be bullying me, and then he was taught a lesson by Sister Sinia, if it wasn't for the white-haired grandfather who stopped Sister Sinia, Sister Xenia would have given him a good look!"

White-haired grandfather?Elan thought for a long time, but he didn't find such a person in the fortress, the only one with white hair was the sheriff Jerome, but Jerome only had white temples.

Wait, it can't be Jerome, right? Teach Felix a lesson, and it's Jerome who dares to stop Sinia.

Thinking of Elan here, he is worried about Xiao Lori's ability to express herself, a middle-aged man with gray temples, and a white-haired grandfather in the eyes of Little Lori!

On the prison side, Christina and the others reached the room outside the pantry, where one of the guards was pushing the wall with a red face and a thick neck, but the wall never moved.

"Interesting! Looks like this wall isn't really that easy to push, Fred, what do you think of that Elan?" asked Fred.

Fred lowered his head and pondered for a while, then looked at Christina and said, "I just hit him, I couldn't try anything, but his vitality is very strong, even more vigorous than mine!"

"More vigorous than you? No!," Christina said with a look of surprise.

"He's not, he's just hiding his aura very well, except for me, I guess no one can find out, and I found out because I was close just now!"

Fred's eyes were filled with a desire to fight.