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Chapter 142 of the Red Blood Dragoon fights for philosophy

He rebuked the crowd angrily. Lorraine and the two were in a position when he heard a fierce noise coming from outside.

Catherine listened for a moment, but was now too far away for the voice to be heard. I couldn't help frowning, and asked out loud, "What's going on?"

Leo rolled his eyes and exclaimed angrily, "What's going on? I told my brothers, let them fuck the guys and chop those bastards with me. But they didn't lend me a knife. He also said that he had to find you to call the shots. ”

He paused for a moment, then urged impatiently, "You're going to hurry up."

Let's go and cut down the bad guys. You must get this pound back. Field. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pulled out a man-tall long knife from behind him, and then with all his strength, he lifted the heavy long knife tremblingly, and then danced twice on the top of his head. It's very worrying that he won't grasp it steadily, let the knife slide down and hit his toes.

Listening to his random introduction, Catherine couldn't help but glance at Lorraine, and both understood. The Almohads must have heard the news. Ran to condole.

But under the anger of the masses, everyone will inevitably clash with them. And Leo, the ruffian, must have jumped up and down in it, lest the world be in chaos, so those old and serious members of the mission broke him apart and sent him to find him.

She watched as Leo swung his knife with his eyes closed, staggering first to break the vase in the doorway, and then to slash a chair next to him.

She hurriedly stepped forward, first raised her hand to reward him with a violent shudder, and then snatched the big knife from his hand amid his screams.

Leo was in a hurry. He rubbed the swollen bag on his head, and then said, "You," What are you stuck? Give it back to me, give it back to me. ”

As he spoke, he jumped up and snatched it from Catherine's hand.

Catherine raised her hand and saw him entangled. Suddenly I couldn't bear to maintain. Lift your hand. He shook the long knife and flew out.

Just listen to the sound of "snatching, the ground, the long knife has been nailed to the beam, and then under the use of great inertia, it keeps shaking.

This technique is extremely clean and beautiful. Let Lorraine look at it from the side, and can't help but flicker in his heart. Even the scalp is faintly cold.

Catherine looked at him, couldn't help but turn her eyes, glanced at him in a charming way, and then dragged Leo, who was still noisy, by the neck, and walked out.

Lorraine looked up at the broadsword nailed to the beam, shrugged helplessly, and then hurriedly followed.

When the three of them came to the outside of the room, they saw a large group of people gathered at the door.

More than a dozen bureaucrats of the legation were surrounding several Almohads in white toga robes, saying something with angry expressions on their faces.

Catherine couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she saw this, and shouted coldly: "You are standing at the door, what is the matter with such a quarrel?

Her words scolded both sides. It's amazing.

Everyone couldn't help frowning, turned their heads, and saw that it was her, and they didn't dare to slack off, so they bowed down one after another.

Catherine walked over in a few steps, swept it from the corner of her eye, and said in a cold voice: "As an imperial official, what do you think you all look like?

Everyone bowed down and did not dare to speak.

Catherine had to be reasonable, and continued: "Lord Xiang is seriously injured and cannot act on official business. Therefore, from today onwards, the matter of peace talks will be decided by me. He agreed. Got it?"

The officials glanced at each other, but they did not object to it, and even secretly rejoiced.

After all, there was such a big incident with international influence, and it was not a relief for the victims. Or they can engage in infrastructure construction projects and other jobs that have a lot of oil and water, and they can casually embezzle, take bribes, and engage in irregularities.

If the response is light, it will inevitably be scolded by domestic people for being traitors and traitors. If the handling is heavy, it will intensify the contradictions and provoke war. It is difficult to ensure that the emperor's majesty is unhappy and scolds a rice bucket. Then he pushed it outside the palace gate and cut off his head on the spot.

At this time, someone came out to carry it, whether it was light or heavy. They all shirk their responsibilities. These hooligans are veterans of officialdom.

They may not be able to do anything else, but these old fritters are still very proficient in the first magic skill of the field, "Pushing the Word Gong". Although it is a little worse than the undefeated "Cai Hua Treasure Book" in the East. But it's not much worse. Otherwise. has long been trampled on by others in this forest of officialdom.

Catherine finished scolding the officials of the empire, and seeing that they were all prostrate and honest, she let out a sulk in her chest, and then turned her head to look at the other side.

I saw that next to a splendid carriage, His Royal Highness the Second Prince of Almohd, Netdores was still smiling, looking at him quietly.

She couldn't help but be stunned, and frowned at her good-looking eyebrows. Han Sheng asked: "Your Royal Highness, what do you mean by this? It's just schadenfreude, you also came too early, right? Although our Prime Minister was assassinated by your people, he is not dead yet!"

After saying that, a trace of contempt flashed on the pretty face.

Lorraine made up her unspoken words in her heart: "You can't kill anyone, and you can't kill it."

But then he felt a resentful gaze on him, and he couldn't help but be stunned and turned his head to look. I saw a burly middle-aged man with curly hair standing beside Wangdores, staring at him tightly.

Lorraine couldn't help but wonder in her heart, what is this guy doing? I didn't rob his wife, why did he hate me so much?

At this time, I saw NetDores laughing. Then he said, "Your Highness is too worried. We just heard that Xiang-sama was injured, so we came to offer condolences and didn't mean anything else. ”

Catherine didn't give in and sneered. Then he said: "Condolences? Why don't you tell me that we are loyal, for the country and the people, and have done our best," who was hurt?

Leo listened to her praise instead of "that old immortal bad thing, as he used to use before." I couldn't help but be surprised, "Huh, I raised my head and looked at Catherine." Then he quietly took a step back and asked Lorraine, "Boss." Is this woman really my sister?"

Lorraine smiled wryly beside him, and then explained: "Anyway, it doesn't work for Lord Xiang to lie in bed now. It's okay to say a few more kind words. It's like we often cheat the common people to death. said that they were "hardworking, kind, hard-working" to make them happy, so that they could work for us seriously.

Who would really take them seriously?"

Leo then understood. He opened his mouth wide, "Oh, and nodded earnestly. He said that he had firmly remembered the political tricks he learned today.

Netdores was hurt by Catherine's gun and club, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, unable to say a word.

At this time, he saw the big man beside him snort angrily, and then a cold light flashed in his eyes. Pressing the long sword in his hand, he took a step forward and said, "Your Royal Highness, this matter is not what we want to see." But since the assassin was an Almohad, we will certainly give you an account. So"

He paused, then put his hand to his chest and continued: "Believe in the sincerity with which we call for peace. We really hope that the two countries will put aside their disputes, abandon their past hatreds, and work together to create peace, so that the people can live and work in peace and contentment, and live a happy and happy life. ”

Catherine was stunned, then turned her head away and glanced at Lorraine. At the same time, they both saw the incomprehension in each other's eyes, and a trace of "a trace of joy."

For a long time, the Almohad Empire had been a problem for Jouman's henchmen, otherwise Xiang Russell would not have made a big move after the defeat on the Northern Front, wanting to marry Catherine in exchange for peace.

But now they appeared, the Almohads, who had always been high-spirited and threatened with war in the Ruman Empire at every turn, and the Almohads, who were almost breathless like a heavy shadow, suddenly gave up their previous tough posture and weakened.

I don't know why, but it's enough to make them feel relieved.

Netdores suddenly coughed loudly. He kept glaring at the big man. But the big man didn't notice it, just stared at Catherine.

Catherine couldn't help but hesitate when she saw the embarrassed look on Gondoles' face.

She was keenly aware that there must be something serious behind the Almohad's attitude of being deferential, if she could find out why. When it's time to negotiate, you can have the upper hand.

But Russell must not know about this matter, otherwise, the old guy will die with only one breath left, and he will definitely jump out of bed and snatch the credit into his own hands.

Thinking of this, Catherine couldn't help frowning slightly, trying to find an excuse to get these Almohads out of here.

At this moment, I heard a sound of footsteps at the door.

Shirmel Melia stepped out of the room.

She looked angry at everyone and said, "What are you doing? I don't know that the patient is seriously injured. Do you need to rest and rest? How can the patients rest if there is a lot of noise here? Leave me quickly. Don't add it here."

"You" The big man saw that she was unceremonious to herself, and immediately became angry and stepped forward. "You're just a nun," said in a cold voice. How dare you speak to me like that. It's really impatient."

Hilmelia was not afraid at all, her chin raised slightly, and said, "Nun, what happened to the nun? We serve the gods, save people from danger, and lead people to goodness. It's more than you parasites that only lie on the people's bodies and suck their blood and sweat. It's so much better."

The big man was suddenly furious, and he held the hilt of the sword in his hand tightly, and shouted, "What a woman with sharp teeth and sharp mouth." There is no polite tutor at all. If I don't teach you, I won't know what it means to be a man or a woman."

Lorraine frowned as she listened. I secretly said in my heart: It's not a big deal if you want to teach a woman. But it's too embarrassing to get into the inferiority of men and women, and to include all the big guys.

The Ruman officials present were also embarrassed, after all, they were about to work under Catherine's men. The curly-haired sentence scolded them all.

But Catherine didn't care, she could make Sylmelia suffer, and she walked out of the soul selling club. What's more, it's just a few big words that don't hurt. Therefore, I stood by and watched the heat with great interest

I just got some popcorn or a drink or something, and whistled next to it.

Shirmel saw that the other party rushed over with an angry face, but she was not afraid at all.

Her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, then sneered, and then, her hands were folded in front of her chest, and she made a strange gesture and shouted in a low voice: "Holy blessing!"

Suddenly, a white light sprinkled down, completely covering her whole person, blocking the curly-haired man.

Seeing this, the big man raised his hand and drew his long sword. Then he roared angrily, slashing at the white light.

Just listen to "dang." There was a soft thud on the ground, and the long sword slashed heavily against the white wall of light. And the wall of light flashed twice, and then under the gaze of everyone, it shattered inch by inch, and then "Ding, there was a soft sound on the ground, and then it turned into pieces of crystal shards and dissipated into the air."

Everyone couldn't help but be surprised.

"The Wall of Sacred Estimates. Although this spell is not very powerful, it is also known for its sturdiness and is difficult for people to break. And the big man chopped it to pieces so lightly, which shows how strong his martial arts are.

Schilla also didn't expect her spell to be broken so lightly, and a trace of panic suddenly flashed on her pretty face, and she saw that the other party's long sword was stabbing towards her like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and hurriedly retreated.

She stepped back, gesturing with her hands on her chest, trying to cast another spell, but she was forced by the long sword, and several times she was unsuccessful.

At this time, the big man smiled fiercely, handed over the sharp long sword in his hand, and stabbed the shirt in her chest, and then the long sword was pulled and raised.

I just listened, with a soft sound, the white robe had been cut through a large slit, and through that gap, she could even clearly see the two towering, firm and smooth jade skin and fragrant skin in front of her crisp breasts.

Sylmeria was suddenly so angry that her face turned pale.

She didn't care about the cold and shining blade, but lowered her head, and first covered the placket of her clothes. Hide his plump skin.

Seeing this, Lorraine didn't care much.

He leaned over and was overjoyed, and then with a wave of his right hand, a white light flashed. The battle soul sword had already jumped into his hand, and then, he stretched out his sword and opened the curly-haired man's long sword.

He stood in front of Schillelia, looked at the big man opposite, and said lightly, "Enough." Your Excellency is not ashamed to bully a defenseless and weak woman like this?"

The big man looked at the sword light flashing in his hand, and his beast-like yellow pupils couldn't help but shrink, and he said in a low voice, "Battle Soul Sword?"

Lorraine grinned, then pulled the long sword in his hand into a sword flower, and said: "A little heart." What is the Soul Sword? This is the Soul Sword. Don't look at you as an Almohad, say the wrong thing. In the same way, I accuse you of slander. ”

At this moment, Netdores stepped forward. He leaned down and whispered a few words in the big man's ear.

The big man couldn't help but be stunned, and then nodded.

Netdores smiled, nodded to Catherine and the others, and said with a smile: "Since Lord Xiang's health is not good, then we will visit another day." Farewell. ”

After saying that, he bowed gracefully again, then turned around and boarded the carriage.

The big man glared at Lorraine fiercely and said, "I hope we have a chance to meet on the battlefield another day." ”

With that, he threw a warning glance at Shirmel Melia, who was standing behind him, and then jumped into the carriage and drove away.

Lorraine couldn't help but touch her smooth chin. My heart was full of doubts about the identity of the big man. What kind of person is he, even the prince network Dores doesn't dare to slack off.

I heard that the Almohad Empire is prosperous and the sun is declining, and the emperor is useless, so now the hen is in the morning. It is a woman who holds the power of the country in one hand, and this fellow is said to be the adulterer of the old mother of Netdores? Therefore, he has to treat this fellow politely? In this case, wouldn't the poor old emperor have a green crown on his head?

Just when his mind was full of dirty thoughts. By this time, Shirmel had already packed her clothes and turned behind him.

She pressed one hand on her chest, and then her bright and clear phoenix eyes stared at Lorraine tightly, looked at it for a long time, and suddenly said loudly: "Do you think I really can't beat that person? ”

Lorraine touched his nose, smiled bitterly, and said, "You don't have to accept my affection." I blocked him only because I conflicted with his philosophical views. You also know that we tattooed "uh, literate literati, if we talk about anything else, it's better to say a little bit." But when it comes to philosophical issues, then everyone can only fight to the death. ”

"Philosophical" philosophical questions?" Rao is Hillmelia was unhappy in her heart, but she couldn't help but be curious, her face was strange, and she secretly said in her heart: What philosophical problems are involved in the fight between the two people? This is also too strange.

Lorraine said angrily: "Of course. If you look at his appearance, you will know that the lowly embryo actually used a sword to cut a woman's clothes. It's really cheap, how can this be the original woman's clothes have always been used to take off!"