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Zhang Qixi Hong: "I can't see it, this kid still has a little ability, and the overall composition and coloring of this painting are good." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Rogge stood with his hands in his hands, pretending to be an insider. He stretched out his hand again and said, "But you see, this place he painted is obviously different from yours, which means that his level is average." ”

At this moment, in front of the fat man is a portrait of Floya, and it can be seen that this painting has poured a lot of effort into Miro, and it portrays the style of the little goblin to the bone. In this respect alone, Miró is no worse than any master of painting.

Rogge was referring to Floya's hips and long legs, but when the little goblin saw it, he laughed and said, "I've been wearing a lot lately, and he's not as good as me, and it's normal for him to draw inaccurately." When he sees it, he will naturally draw it perfectly. ”

The fat man knew that he was a layman, and he must have told another joke just now, but Floya's reply made him fill in more and more sentences. For a while, Rogge also didn't understand whether Floya meant to be angry with him, or if she was really a little interested in that Miro.

The fat man had seen Miro, and the boy was indeed taller and more handsome than him, and he had the innate nobility, beauty, and arrogance that he did not have. In terms of strength, Miro's strength can be described as unfathomable, although it is still unknown how strong it is, but it is definitely stronger than the fat man. Being pursued madly by such a person, a girl will not be indifferent, even if they are not tempted, at least they will be happy in their hearts. What's more, Floya, a little goblin, has a mind as deep as the Arctic Ocean, which has never been something that Rogge could guess.

Roger pondered everything he could use in this relationship. The biggest advantage is naturally that he strikes first and has already pocketed the little goblin. Next, there is his power in the empire, and Miro, this little-known figure, can be said to have nothing in the empire. Of course, with his strength, it is absolutely impossible for him to have a bad status in the demon world where the strong are kings, which is why the fat man has scruples and refuses to start.

As soon as Miro and his subordinates appeared, they were immediately discovered by Rog as demons, not to mention that Miro had no intention of hiding them. Rogge was very strange as to why the demons on the continent had only become active again after being silent for so long. What did they do for a long time, but at that time, he and Miro were not friends and foes, and the fat man didn't want to provoke an enemy like the demons casually.

It's just that the fat man didn't expect that Miro would be so entangled with Floya after that. He always wanted to teach Miro a lesson, but he endured it, after all, it was really not appropriate to build more strong enemies at such a time. Perhaps except for the Heavenly Realm, no one wants to be an enemy of the Demon Race out of thin air.

If Miro's offer is high enough, will the fat man really exchange Floya?

At this point, Robesy asked to see him.

After entering the room, he handed a newly sealed wanted warrant to Rogge, and said, "The villain has already met with the Minister of Guards, and he will tell you what you mean." The Minister of Security said that please rest assured that this little matter will be handled exactly as you want. Now that this wanted notice has been printed and distributed, it is only for your orders that this guy can be wanted throughout Richelieu. ”

Rogge took the wanted notice and looked at it, it was Miro's head printed on it, it looked lifelike, and the guy who drew the portrait was also a master. It's just that Miro is wanted, the key is the various crimes fabricated below, which are despicable, dirty, obscene, and obscene, all of which are really unsightly.

Floya also poked her head to look, and when she saw it, she couldn't bear it anymore, and covered her mouth and chuckled. The bright color of that moment almost stunned Robeskey. He immediately lowered his head, not daring to look further.

This little goblin also pretends to be gentle and virtuous in front of people, and she has all kinds of hateful places that make people itch their teeth, and only the fat man has the deepest experience.

"You wait here for a while. Rogge instructed Robeski, and turned back to admire Miró's painting.

A moment later, Androni entered through the window like a ghost and said, "This is done." ”

Rogge said, "Very well, Robeskey, you go to the Minister of Security again and tell him that he can send out the wanted warrant." ”

Robesy took the order. The atmosphere in the room was suddenly a little strange, and Androni and Floya both looked to the side, neither of them looking at each other, but neither of them would leave.

Rogge saw the strangeness between the two daughters, but the fat man just smiled faintly, thinking about his own conspiracy, as if he didn't see anything. Anyway, if there is any entanglement between Androni and Floya, it will only cheapen this fat man in the end.

"What are you doing?" Floya smiled reluctantly, breaking the silence.

Androni's tone was also a little unnatural, and she replied, "I went to kill the son of a city defense general, and then threw the body at the residence of your mad suitor, Miro." ”

"Well, that's a blame! But will it be useful?"

"I think the dead fat man's intention was to tell Miro that we can get track of his whereabouts and stop him from going too far. Androni said. Even in front of Rogge, her words were full of disrespect, and she would never save any face for this fat man.

Floya frowned slightly. Unlike Androni, in addition to her talent for magic, the goblin has a political sense and is well-versed in the art of scheming.

As soon as she thought about it, she immediately left Androni behind.

"Dead fat, Miro's strength is good, and the power he represents behind him is also very large. At least for now, we have a good chance of winning him over and becoming our helper. Aren't you pushing a potential friend out the door?" asked Floya.

"Of course not. Rogge smiled: "I think you all can see that Miro is a demon. The demons are a very strange race, every time they meet a stranger, their habit is to go up and kick them hard, if you don't return the same fierce slap, then they will not treat you as a friend. This is the Demon Race, a race that only respects strength and the strong. Of course, in other words, it is also a somewhat cheap race. ”

After Androni left, Rog also walked towards his meditation room.

He felt more and more the importance of his own strength, after all, there were many things that could not be faked by others. When his eyes fell on the kingdom of God, he immediately discovered the weak nature of worldly power. Of course, in some cases, secular rights are essential, but what really matters is strength. Although there are many strong people gathered around the fat man at this moment, it is impossible for these strong men to follow him for a lifetime, once they relax, they may be assassinated by strong enemies.

Powerful women have to have a life to enjoy this thing.

Of course, the fat man's ambitions today are far from being comparable to those so-called ambitions such as achieving thousand-year hegemony. He has defeated a god, and he is fighting with the same god, and he is still fighting the idea of another god in his heart, and his ultimate enemy is the supreme god!

Although in all things related to God, the fat man's most important role is to assist and play a small and insignificant role, but this does not prevent the fat man from believing that one day, he will become the protagonist of the stage. Although when this day will come, even the fat man himself does not know.

Halfway through, Robesy hurried over again, stopped Rogge, and said, "Lord Rogge, the matter of the wanted warrant has been completed." But ......"

"Say!" Rogge frowned. Robesy is knowledgeable and has real skills, he is good at everything, but he is timid, and sometimes he is prone to excessive worry, and he seems to be a mother-in-law.

"Miss Serena is here again. She's been waiting for you for hours. The villain has told her many times that you are not in the house, but she insists on waiting for you to return. You see......"

Rogge's brow furrowed even deeper, and he slowly paced in place a few times, a little hesitant.

When the battle in the abyss gap was said to be a battle, and the two-headed Bato demon inexplicably appeared in Straw's mansion, Rogge had already faintly foreseen Straw's political fate. Despite the layers of remedial measures after the incident, the rumors of the Imperial Prime Minister's collusion with the demons still spread to every corner of Yanjing in an instant. On the same day, the old steward led a large group of Imperial Guards to the Prime Minister's Mansion in Straw and secretly transported the corpses of two Bato demons.

It's just that Rogge thinks that things are not without a turnaround, considering that there are more than 100,000 elite soldiers of the Hutu people behind Straw, as well as the huge connections and latent forces that Straw himself has cultivated in the political arena over the years. Therefore, although the fat man has always been inseparable from Straw on the surface, secretly he actively helps him to remedy the political crisis.

However, although Yan Jingzhong's voice calling for the disposal of Straw was not strong, the emperor's attitude was very intriguing. Just a few days ago, the old steward invited Rogge into the imperial palace and secretly warned him not to get too close to Straw again, lest he be burned. The great aristocrats of Yanjing have always had a keen sense of politics, and in the past few days, all officials associated with Straw have cut ties with him and cut off contacts in order to make their positions clear.

Although Straw still occupies the position at the moment, this situation makes the fat man believe that the fate of this imperial minister, who has been in power for decades, is afraid that the fate of his fall is inevitable.

The fat man was secretly a little strange, just releasing two Bato demons and causing chaos in Yanjing, such a reason was not enough to make the Emperor give up such an important minister as Straw. After all, Straw's ability in internal affairs, military quartermasters, and military training is unparalleled, and as long as he is there, the combat effectiveness of the imperial army can be improved a lot out of thin air. Compared with this kind of talent, Yan Jing's death of a thousand people is simply a trivial matter.

In this way, Straw must have had other things to hide from Rogge, and it was precisely these things that exceeded the limits of the Emperor's patience that made it so obvious that the Emperor set out to deal with Straw. Today's imperial prime minister is gone. If he did not resist, the Emperor and his other political opponents would at least be charged with a crime sufficient to cause him to lose his authority and exile him to the frontier, and if he led the Hutu warriors in rebellion, how many people would be willing to join him, this charge alone would be enough to bring the whole clan to life.

Since the Emperor was going to do it, it didn't matter what Straw was guilty of now.

After talking to the old steward in the palace, Rogge immediately cut off all contact with Straw when he returned. It's just that his decision hurts Serena, and the little girl will come every day, and then she will be told that Lord Rogge is out on business and has not returned home at all.

She waited from dawn to dawn, and then went back lonely.

"My lord, with all due respect, everything that has to do with Straw now is absolutely untouchable. And his daughter?" Robertsky said in a low voice.

Rogge nodded expressionlessly. He naturally knew what was at stake, but he couldn't figure out what Stlaw had provoked the Emperor to anger, and he had always been angry with the Emperor who had always played the art of balancing the two factions.

Finally, Rogge stopped and said to Robersky, "Go and tell Serena that I've always been there, but I just don't want to see her." So that she doesn't have to come again. ”

"My lord made a quick decision, and he was really wise. Robesy immediately retreated after a sycophant. He knew that Rogge was in a bad mood, and this was not the time for a big shot.

Standing in the courtyard, looking up at the rolling lead clouds in the sky, and thinking of Yanjing's treacherous and changeable political arena, he suddenly felt a sense of exhaustion in his heart, and he didn't know what he was fighting for power and profit in such a camp every day.

At this time, the faint sound of wheels sounded at the gate, and gradually faded away. In the carriage, the young and honest girl must have been heartbroken to death.

She already knew that she could not escape from the torrent of politics, so she just wanted to find a better home for herself in this torrent. However, in the end, she was still swept away by the merciless flood. Thousands of years later, perhaps Straw may still occupy an inconspicuous corner in the history books, and who will remember and care about the fate of a weak girl like Serena?

The melodious sound of the bell at noon wafts to all corners of Yanjing, reminding people that the New Year's revelry is not over yet.

The new year has begun. It's just that what such a new year inherits, is it a thousand years of prosperity, or a chaos of bloodshed and burning the city?

Whether it is a prosperous era or a chaotic situation, every New Year, there will be people happy and some people sad. For those who are sad, it doesn't matter if the world is chaotic, because what makes them sad is the whole of the world.

By dusk, Miró had settled in another compound. Although this courtyard is not as delicate as the previous one, it is quiet and elegant, and an ancient tree in the courtyard is very domineering, which is quite in line with his heart. It's just that Miro doesn't care about judging whether the surroundings are to his liking. In fact, he didn't have a choice. Nordhart had only set up five hiding places in Yanjing, and all but this one were located in the slums, where the environment was even less tolerable to Miro.

Miro looked at the wanted notice in his hand, his face became more and more angry, and he finally made a mistake with both hands, and crumpled the wanted notice into a ball of flying ashes.

"Rogge, I'm going to kill you!" Miro said through gritted teeth.

"Mi-ro, anger does not help to make wise decisions. Your decision is even more ridiculous. Nordhart said, his voice suffocating before he could finish his sentence, and then coughed violently.

"It's just a small injury, why haven't you recovered yet?" said Miro, frowning.

"It's that the sword he uses is too powerful. But without the bothering of Lord Mirao, I can still stand it. After a while, the curses will disappear on their own. Nordhart said.

This morning, the door to Miro's residence was kicked open, and a corpse was thrown in. Nodhart immediately chased him out alone, while Miro stayed behind. At the moment when the door broke, they all sensed that the intruder was strong, but it was not enough to be a problem, so it was enough for Nordhart to go alone.

It's just that when Nordhart was chasing into an alley, a thin sword shining with five-colored light suddenly appeared in front of him!

The battle between life and death was over in an instant.

Nordhart sent the other party a blow of vindictive energy, and he was stabbed twice. The terrible killer didn't want to fight, and quickly retreated, and Nordhart didn't dare to pursue. It's just that although those two swords only cut a little hole, they definitely don't make people feel good. The samurai's own resistance to poison and curses is not weak, but the heavy curses attached to the killer's rapier still make him sad. Until they moved to their hiding places, the samurai still couldn't get rid of all the negative effects.

Of course, Miro has the ability to help him, but Nordhart knows that the relationship between the two is not good, as long as his life is not in danger, then Miro will never help, and it is useless to ask him.

No sooner had they moved to their new hideout than two wanted notices had been posted outside their residence. When Nordhart saw it, he immediately secretly tore one up and handed it to Miro, which really made Miro angry half to death.

At this moment, although Miro has long been wanted, the vicious charges that have been woven on his heroic image still linger in his heart, almost ruining his reputation for years of elegance and calmness.

"Fuck, molested and killed a lot of stray boys! What is this, Rogge, you wait for me!" Miro hated. He could scarcely imagine Floya's expression when she saw this wanted post. Even if she didn't believe it, she would have laughed, right?

"Miro-sama, this is not the Demon Realm, and others don't have to act according to your mood preferences, so please calm down. Nordhart said helplessly.

Miro was shocked, finally calmed down, and said lightly: "I understand, in fact, he wants to demonstrate to me." Blaming us with the corpse was to tell me that he could find our whereabouts. And the wanted warrant is to show us how powerful he is here. I'm going to see how he's going to fight me. ”

There was just one other thing that both of them deliberately ignored.

At this time, at the other end of Richelieu, a woman in black was standing in front of a wanted post, quietly looking at the appearance of Miro on the wanted notice and the various charges woven below. She was wrapped in a dark black traveler's robe all over her body, and even her face was tightly hidden.

However, just the faint ripples under the black robe are enough to make people's hearts flutter!

It was almost dark and there were few pedestrians on the street. The wanted notice in front of the woman was posted on a large bulletin board, and on each side stood a swordsman guard in bright armor. When the cold wind was rising, she was the only one looking at the wanted post.

She quickly finished reading the wanted notice, was silent for a moment, and suddenly burst into laughter. As she moved, the veil fluttered slightly. The jaw that faintly falls out from under the veil is a deplorable softness and whiteness, and the lines are faintly arrogant and unruly.

"How dare you laugh at the Imperial Proclamation?" shouted a swordsman.

The woman's face was still hidden behind the veil. She seemed to smile, and a slender hand as white as snow and cold suddenly stretched out from her sleeve.

The hand put the thumb on the middle finger, and instantly changed two gestures, and between the five jade fingers, there were even pieces of afterimage! Her hand suddenly froze, and then waved it outward.

An incredibly gentle wind swept past the two swordsmen.

However, this gust of wind is as sharp as a knife!

The armor and flesh of the two swordsmen suddenly turned into an extremely fine blood mist, which was blown backwards by the wind, leaving two bright red human figures on the wall behind them!

The wind continued to blow, and the two skeletons flew backwards, adding clear bones to the bright red figures on the walls.

With one more move back, the wanted notice flew off the wall, falling into the hand, and shrinking into the wide sleeve along with it.

The woman then turned, her insanely seductive back fading into the cold night wind.

(To be continued)