Char United Nations, in the territory of the New Char Empire, in the villa that Don Quixote once bought in the outer city, in fact, no one has come here for many years, even if there is the protection of the magic array, it can't stop the silent dust inside, but fortunately, Don Quixote is a mage, so with the help of wind spells, he quickly cleaned up the living room, and changed it to normal, Don Quixote should still be sprinkling a handful of essences or the like to moisten the air, but today, now, at the moment, he is not in that mood, after all, the news he got before was too shocking。

"You don't seem surprised at all that I came to see you," said Léon Buddha, who had stared at Don Quixote for a while, "or rather, you are not at all surprised by my betrayal of Huyi Haile. ”

"In the desolate world, how many people are willing to be controlled by others?" Don Quixote, who had a gloomy face, took the cigar with light blue smoke in his mouth a little dazedly, "If I say curious, I'm just curious about how you bypassed the Demon Oath." ”

Obviously, for any purpose, Don Quixote will not reveal Char Donghai's movements, especially today when the World Tree has disappeared, once Char Donghai is out of the customs, it will definitely be his greatest help, so when he is most vulnerable, even if Don Quixote is now in turmoil, he will take the initiative to throw himself out as bait to protect him!

"You really are!" Leon Buddha's eyes lit up, but he did not know that he had fallen into the trap prepared by Don Quixote, "you really come from the same world as me, otherwise, there is no way to explain this escape in you!

"Shouldn't you report yourself before asking someone?"

"Amitabha," At this point, Leon Buddha no longer used the Faeron language, but instead used the official language of the Li Tang Dynasty, which was the most widely spoken in the flood world, although it still sounded 108,000 miles different from modern Mandarin, but with Char Donghai's teachings, Don Quixote had already used this kind of language that was a little difficult to speak," The little monk is a golden Buddha in the last years of the Shang Dynasty with a broken palm, got the power of the on-demand, attributed to my Buddha, and later in the Tang Dynasty, maybe it should be regarded as the end of the year, and the former Faren world's strongest Xia Ya Donghai, together with the time of the world's strongest Xia Donghai, together with the passage here, of course, at that time, his name was Li Donghai. ”

"It's about the same time," Don Quixote nodded slightly, and continued to weave his lies, "At least, the dynasty is the same, I was born in the thirteenth year of Zhenguan, an orphan without a father and mother, adopted by a Taoist priest of Maoshan Mountain, and later when chasing a jumping corpse, he was unfortunately bitten on the neck, and he blew himself up before he died. ”

"That's why you know the art of raising corpses in Maoshan," Obviously, in front of Don Quixote's deliberate weaving, the monitoring of the eye of rules, and the lying skills of the soul master, Rao is Buddha has completely believed that the man in front of him is a little Taoist priest from the desolate world, "If I guessed correctly, when you first saw me, you already guessed that there would be today." ”

"Well, this world is also magical," Don Quixote flicked the ash directly to the ground," To be honest, I thought that there would only be one person from the desolate world who was myself in this world, but after coming into contact with the Char Empire, I found more and more that there are many things in that country that are exactly the same as the desolate world, until I have been to the Seven Star Pavilion, it is in the sense that I have seen you, I can be sure of one thing, at least, you and Char Donghai are also people from the desolate world, but at that time, we are friends and enemies, so I didn't show too much information about this, but as you said, I am sure that you may not come to me, the owner of this atmospheric luck and the one who has escaped, but you will definitely rebel against the water, this is the special surname of the people in the desolate world, however, if you can bypass the oath of the demons, you can also be regarded as a great power of the desolate. ”

"Mighty" Leon Buddha shook his head slightly, "It's just a lingering breath, Leon is a chess piece that I buried many years ago, and it is also the key to me being able to bypass the heart demon oath, the realm you are in, in the desolate world, although it is a little low, but some legends should also be heard, such as 'billions of ****'." ”

Don Quixote frowned slightly, and then shook his head, obviously, this kind of thing, he can't know, in front of a smart person like the Buddha, it doesn't make much sense to not know how to pretend to understand, after all, once the lie starts, there is no way to end, so Don Quixote also shook his head affordably, "According to the current level division of the world of Feiren, if you are a mage of the realm, then I will be a middle-level mage at that time, and it is impossible to know this kind of secret that involves specific secret arts." ”

"Also," the Buddha rubbed his bald head, "I'm a little confused, thinking that you have now reached a very high level, and I instinctively thought that you should have been like this back then, all in all, I used Leon as a seed to create a ** that can share all memories with the body, the vast majority of power, and at the same time have the same way of thinking without the control of the demon oath." ”

"Yes, what about Leon? Does Lux know?"

"I am Leon, Leon is me, not so much that I devoured him, but that I became one with him, and Lux naturally did not know. ”

"Heh, you bald head, you actually robbed other people's women and hung green turbans on people. ”

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"So, you've been chasing me so far," Don Quixote put away his smile after mentioning the matter, and the ridicule he had just made was just a pleasure in suffering, "I think it was designed a long time ago?"

"Naturally, you should have the impression that if you told Arthur Pendrier about Leon, then the Buddha would naturally know about the same thing** I will also know, so I added a few memory fragments to that secret technique, starting with Arthur Pendrey's perspective, which is actually my memory fragments, and the only reason for doing this is that you are largely a preconceived person, if I had been directly with you, I am afraid that there would not be such a chance for peace negotiations now, so I will be tactful to make you believe that it is not that I want to design you and your family, but that it is the case!"

"Why would you think I'd believe you didn't arrange all this? ”

"Your eyes," Leon Buddha smiled slightly, "a few days ago, in the Sky Mirror, everything there, the body saw it, and I also saw it, the unity of heaven and man, looking at the mountains or mountains, looking at the water or the third realm of water, think about coming through these words, in this realm you should have gone farther and farther, then, everything there, is it true after years of precipitation, or I forged it, I can see it at a glance!"

After a long time, Don Quixote twisted the cigar in his hand directly on the table with some trembling, "She has been by my side for so many years, what is the reason?"

"I don't know," Leon Buddha shook his head, "neither I, nor the main body, under the influence of the Demon Oath, can and cannot read her thoughts, so what she wants to do, in this world, I am afraid only she knows." ”

"What about you, let me know all this, I'm afraid there is a place to use me. ”

"Naturally, you should remember Arthur Leah, and it all started with her."

The breeze, the beach, the ocean, the blue sky, the warm and humid climate constitute a perfect place for health preservation, in fact, after leaving the British Empire, Merlin can be regarded as swimming most of the Faerun, but, maybe he is tired, maybe he is really old and decrepit, and finally he chose a coastal city, built a villa very close to the sea, and planned to spend the rest of his life here, as for why not to go back to Britain, it is difficult to go back, the white-haired people send the black-haired people The pain has not been experienced, and the pain will never know the pain, so the current Britain, for him, is one**, just thinking about it can give you a headache.

"Wow~" After pouring himself a glass of water, Merlin, who had a white beard, came to the door of his villa, put the water cup on the table next to him, and lay on the rocking chair, lazily basking in the sun.

The climate of the place Merlin chose is similar to the subtropical intersection on the earth, it is warm all year round, and because of the sea, the air is not dry, so it is still very comfortable to sleep outside on sunny days, of course, the only thing to be careful about is stroke, which is also a disease that most elderly people are prone to......

In a daze, Merlin seemed to dream that he was back in Britain, and that nothing had changed, no different from before he left.

"Uncle!" A crisp and familiar voice made Merlin turn his head involuntarily, but it wasn't Arthur Leah or who? At this time, I don't know why, Merlin had forgotten that Leah was already dead, and even forgot that he was not the head of the royal family, as if all this was the same as in the past, and he would be annoyed by this little troublemaker from time to time, "I miss you." ”

"Haha," Merlin, who seemed to be back in his fifty-year-old body, picked Arthur Leah up with all his might, "Didn't you see me in the morning?"

"I just thought about it."

"Uh-huh, uh-huh, ahaha"

"Uncle. ”

"Pendeli, is your enlightenment over again?"

"Well," Arthur Pendley smiled and nodded, "I've been bothering you for a long time. ”

"Haha, you two sisters, why has it changed so much today, one is no longer mischievous, and the other knows to be polite, is there anything you want to ask my uncle to me?

"Why!" said Arthur Pendri, smiling, taking Merlin's other hand, "Let's go, I'll have the kitchen cook a great dinner in the evening." ”

"By the way," Merlin tilted his head, "I don't seem to have seen His Excellency Don Quixote for a long time, how are you doing with him?"

"Very well," Arthur Pendley reached out and tugged at Merlin's beard, "old people don't have such long tongues."

A sumptuous dinner, Merlin ate very happily, even a little drunk, he himself did not know why, from beginning to end, he did not notice, sitting next to him Arthur Pendrey's eyes, those complex emotions, of course, he could not find out, because all this is just a dream, and it is a dream created by Arthur Pendre after invading Merlin's sea of consciousness, that day, the Buddha asked her what her last wish was, and finally Arthur Pendrey thought of Merlin, who was half of her father, because of his own reasons, he could not go directly to him, so he could only use the Buddha's secret technique to Merlin'Tuo' is a dream, and of course, there is nothing wrong with using the word 'to', after all, Arthur Pendley may soon be dead.

"Is it really old?" I don't know how long it took, Merlin slowly opened his eyes, the old man was already in tears at this moment, in the tears, there was a longing for Liya, a nostalgia for the past, and a sigh for the fleeting life, "Hey, there is time, maybe I have to go back to see Penderi, just such a child" (to be continued.) )