"Sister, you're so beautiful." The wolf child holding a bouquet of roses, under the push of a group of friends, walked towards Pranya a little shyly.

Prajna frowned, but did not reply. She stood in the crowd, like a negative magnet, exuding a strong repulsion, even in the wolf clan, these are all classified

Among the people in the "Dark Creatures" camp, there is still no one who dares to approach easily. After all, it was the ghost clan of hell, the legendary messenger of hell who hooked souls and demanded his life.

Even if there is no malice, it is too unlucky. Seeing that the young man didn't reply for a long time, his face turned red: "No... Isn't it pretty? Prajna hesitated, but finally reached out and took the bouquet.

The delicate red roses are in stark contrast to her frosty skin. Jeanne watched this scene with a smile on the side, the child representing hope, standing opposite the ghost general who represented death, and had a strong urge to take a camera to record this scene.

It must be a masterpiece. Bang – firelight splashes. The blue smoke behind the camera gradually dissipated, revealing a young wolf clan with a sunny smile behind it.

He waved his hand to this side and said in a loud voice, "I happened to shoot it." I'm going to post this photo in the Wolf Clan United News, will Ms. Pranya mind? Holding a bouquet of roses carefully tied with a straw rope, Hannya shook his head silently as he looked at the child who was running away quickly.

Instead, Jeanna continued: "Wouldn't it be unlucky?" The young man smiled and said, "The New Wolf Clan doesn't believe this. Jeanne gave a thumbs up: "Your thinking is quite progressive. The young man quipped: "I remember that Mademoiselle Jeanne is French, and her thinking should be more advanced than ours, right?" Jeanne shrugged her shoulders: "Indeed, no matter how 'deviant' your wolf clan in the New World is, you have never pushed the king to the guillotine. The two looked at each other and smiled.

After a period of getting along, the wolves of Texas unexpectedly discovered that the legendary Shine Knight was so approachable that she would even carry a wine bottle to the center of the venue to dance with everyone at night during the bonfire.

That

"Soul Messenger", it's just that she doesn't like to talk much, but it's definitely not a bad-hearted girl.

"Legends are just legends." People sighed like this. But when it was Frigila's turn, people generally frowned, lowered their voices, and said: "That little girl of the Blood Royal Court, her personality is really as bad as the legend, and it is indeed no wind and no waves, and the legends are not all lies. "Time flies by in a hurry in the process of preparing for the Wolf Clan Federation.

... On the sea, the wind is calm. Like a lonely knight on the rock, the waves crashed headfirst against the solid reef, shattered into white foam, and fell back to the surface of the water with a clatter.

It's another sunny day. Batista stood somewhat bored on the sentry tower, flipping through the yellowed thread-bound book on the table, the cover of which reads Don Quixote - Cervantes, telling the story of a poor old fellow who was fascinated by the knight.

He watched very attentively, and from time to time a bird flew by the watchtower, and the sound of vibrating wings sounded, and he would be shocked, and hurriedly poked his head out to see if there was any unusual movement on the sea.

Another routine glance.

“？” Batista's subconsciously retracted gaze instantly returned to the outside of the watchtower, and immediately after, Batista's afternoon fatigue dissipated in an instant, and he hurriedly stood up, shaking the copper bell next to him frantically.

The sound of the bell spread like a plague all over the beach, and in an instant, a beacon fire was ignited, and the smoke flew straight into the sky, and in an instant it burned all over the coastline like a plague.

I saw that at the end of the sea level, a huge ironclad battleship, with a stream of billowing black smoke that seemed to be connected to the sky, was heading towards the shore, getting closer, and people could even see the huge triple turret above!

The cannon hole of the black hole was slowly aimed at the shore. Batista was running away, but suddenly heard a high-pitched female voice sound: "Alita, Alita, come here!" He looked back and saw a little girl lying on the ground crying.

Batista hesitated and cursed

"I'm crazy," he said, and immediately pounced on the little girl—just like Don Quixote charging at the windmill.

… Texas, Atacapa. This remote fishing village, after a month's absence, finally welcomed new guests again.

Captain Hogg stood at the bow of the ghost ship and greeted Lothar with a group of undead sailors.

Immediately, the ghost ship could be seen sinking below the surface of the sea again, only a series of bubbles emerged, which broke and dissipated on the surface of the sea.

Captain Hogg has limited combat power on land, and the sea is his real stage, and those undead sailors are not really able to achieve eternal immortality.

As long as the ghost ship's reserve of soul energy is depleted, there is no way for them to be resurrected. Therefore, the ghost ship is Lothar's hole card, a strange soldier, a backhand, but it is by no means an existence that can be put on the table and confront the thousands of powerful wolf expeditionary forces.

Watch Captain Hogg leave. Lothar realized that Cellinina had gone a long way.

She left a long trail on the beach, leading to a uniquely shaped reef by the sea, like an abstract Easter statue, which should have been submerged below the surface at high tide.

So it is covered with conch, oysters, barnacles and other vegetations. Cellina drew her saber and pried one of the shells open from it, falling silent.

Although it was far away, Lothar could still faintly see that on the reef, there was a graffiti carved by an adult holding a child's hand.

It's just that after being washed by the sea, it has become very unclear. Cellinina's voice rang out: "When I was very young, my father came to Texas with most of his people. ”

"In the early years, I would stay here for a while, and Atacapa was the place where I arrived by boat, and my father would always come here with his people to pick me up."

"And then your father won't let you come?"

"Well, since I was sent to Saluzo's house." Cellina hidden: "Actually, I don't really want to come, the people are getting busier and busier, there are more and more faces, and it's quite boring to come, often I can only walk on the beach by myself, or run to the wilderness, and play with wild wolves." Lothar didn't say anything, he could feel that the little girl was still very aggrieved in her heart.

And not stupid, this kind of thing that is obviously regarded as a proton, even if it is placed in the house of Saluzo, who has a good relationship with Basilikata, will not be a pleasant experience to think about.

Lothar is not good at comforting people, and after thinking about it for a long time, she just said, "I'm going to see him soon, have you thought about what to tell him?" Cellina shook her head and said, "There's nothing to say." The wolf girl clenched her fists and released them, so that Hans, who was silently observing her movements, couldn't help but worry about whether she would see a scene

The famous scene of "beating my father with three punches".

"Let's go, no matter what unwillingness or anger there is in our hearts, we should always find the Lord and say it to him personally." Lothar's tone was relaxed, and he patted Celinina on the shoulder.

"No matter what his intentions are, it is always his fault to throw you to Saluzuo, a father who is so derelict in his duties, if you want to beat him, I will definitely stand by your side with you." Cellinina glanced at Lothar with some confusion.

"Don't look at me like that, don't we have three chances, so what's if we waste one?"

"Even if it's not to complete the trial, it doesn't hurt to just vent your breath." Lothar's tone was solemn, in his opinion, Cellina was his own little brother, and the little brother was wronged, how could he not be a big brother?

Cellina pursed the corners of her mouth, trying to suppress her rising emotions, and her voice was low: "It doesn't have to be like that, but I do want to ask him why he did that, if the answer is not very satisfactory to me..."

"Just beat him up!" Lothar is proud of Qianyun Road. The patriarch of Basilicata is powerful, and we don't eat dry food.

"Okay." The corners of Cellynina's mouth rose, and her heavy steps became a lot lighter again. She didn't want to really fight with her father, or at such a critical moment.

But this kind of feeling that some people say they are willing to stand on their side unconditionally is quite good. Hans grinned, and said to himself, our adults are still quite good at flirting with girls.

However, Curs frowned, thinking to himself, if the Lord takes Fringira back to the royal court in the future and fights with Master Dracula, who will I help?