"Chitose!" exclaimed Baron Wilson.

"Well, flat. Ye Wanqiu's response was a little underwhelming, and her ink-colored pupils were as deep as boundless darkness, making people unable to see the end at a glance. The eyebrows and eyes that are so perfect that they can't be picked, seem to be smiling but not smiling, making it impossible to see what he is thinking mentally at the moment.

Baron Wilson's forehead was bruised, and his calloused hands rattled with a clench. However, looking at Ye Wanqiu's charming and beautiful face, I couldn't bear to start.

He'd seen Chitose before, too. It's still the same beautiful face, and it's just as amazing. But Chitose at that time was purely cheap, and people couldn't help but want to greet him with his fist on his flawless face. And now, the man is still cheap, but it still seems to be a little unbearable.

Baron Wilson swallowed quietly, his heart pounding, and he felt as if he had been struck by the arrow of Cupid, the goddess of love.

As soon as he thought of such a terrible thing, he immediately activated his Yuan Force, wanting to throw away this strange thought in his heart.

He's a straight man!

He's a straight man!

He's a straight man!

Say the important thing three times!

Taking a deep breath, he gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know how ants die?"

"Yes. The corners of Ye Wanqiu's mouth raised a perfect arc mixed with a faint smile, but a pair of eyes as deep as the boundless night were as calm as a thousand-year-old dry well, without any emotions that belonged to human beings.

The young man's deep voice was like the warm sun of early summer, gentle and soothing, but it made people shudder: "It's like you, because you did something you shouldn't have done, and you were crushed to death." ”

His speech was not fast, his words were clear, and he sounded a little gloomy, but he seemed to be unusually gentle.

"Hahahaha!" Baron Wilson couldn't help but laugh when he heard Ye Wanqiu's words, "It's you?"

Ye Wanqiu looked at him coldly, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth remained the same. It's just that the eyes as deep as the night sky are as cold as ice that has not melted for thousands of years.

"Don't think that you take advantage of this name, if you talk about age, I have lived for more than a thousand years!" Baron Wilson laughed, sneering disdainfully at the name of the original owner.

The lifespan of an ordinary person is only a few decades for you, however, as the best physique among the eight professions, a warrior naturally has the longest lifespan in the same realm.

Duke Wilson is an eight-star great swordsman with a lifespan of at least two or three thousand years. He is only about a thousand years old now, and he is in the prime of life.

Lived for a thousand years......

Ye Wanqiu's expression was a little thoughtful, and it became more and more cold.

......

The manager of the casino heard that Baron Wilson's son, Carey, had met Chitose, and after neatly dealing with the caretaker who had put Chitose in on the first floor, he heard that Baron Wilson had also arrived. He was so frightened that he quickly changed into more formal clothes and went to receive the Baron.

The Forgotten Trace is just a place where there are no other nobles recognized by the Church except Baron Wilson. No matter how powerful the other land snakes are, they are still commoners or outlaws after all, and when they see nobles, they will always be inferior.

The Cult of Light has mandatory rules, and when a person of the lower class meets a person of the higher class, if he receives it, he must have a very complicated set of etiquette.

If the reception is not good, the other party is in a good mood, but you can still fool the past. However, the illegitimate son of Baron Wilson's family faced the notorious Chitose, and it is estimated that half of the family property was lost by him, presumably Baron Wilson was already furious. Instead of hoping that the Baron's mood would be good, it is better to quickly think about how to let Chitose carry this pot.

These aristocrats or something, and that Chitose, the most annoying!

It's better to let them get up on their own.

The casino manager's brain was racing to think about how to stir up the topic and ignite the contradictions between the two sides, and while fantasizing about Chitose or Baron Wilson's loss, his mood became beautiful.

Walk briskly through the spiraling circular staircase to the first floor. Standing outside the door, he smelled an unusually pungent smell of blood.

Could it be, could it be that Chitose had already been killed by Lord Baron!!

In the manager's mind, such a possibility immediately came to mind. In my heart, I couldn't help but feel a sense of desolation about the death of a rabbit and a fox.

That's right, the God of Gambling is just an ordinary person, even if he is a great gambler, but after all, he is still inferior to the baron who is cultivated by the Great Sword Master.

Although he is a powerful and powerful man with fame and fortune in the hearts of many gamblers, he is not even a fart in front of the real aristocracy!

I heard that anyone who has just killed someone will enter an unusually bloodthirsty killing state, and maybe the baron will kill him because he doesn't like him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder, and the fantasy in his mind suddenly disappeared.

To go in? or not to go in?

Go in, die for a lifetime!

If you don't go in, it's a life of death!

People are curious.

After struggling for a long time, the casino manager finally found his hand and pushed the door open.

What enters the eye is as hideous as blood. Bloody horror, eroding the eyes.

"Gross-"

A feeling of nausea rushed to the casino manager's brain, and he clutched his stomach and threw up desperately. It's as if he wants to vomit out all his liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys.

The facts in front of him did not correspond to what he imagined at all.

He guessed the picture, but not the ending......

The young man was dressed in a simple cloth robe, with long hair reaching to his waist, hanging casually behind him. The hands were almost sickly white, and the blood was low on the tick. The corners of the pale cherry lips are slightly raised, outlining a good-looking arc like a smile but not a smile, beautiful and charming.

Baron Wilson on the ground, his limbs had been completely removed, and the gurgling blood kept flowing outward, like a large patch of bright peonies. Cut into a stick, he desperately opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he could only "ahhh......h

Yes, his tongue has been gouged out.

Seeing the casino manager who was throwing up on the wall like crazy and was about to collapse, Ye Wanqiu just glanced in this direction slightly, and brought up a cool yin wind.

"The rules on the road!?" Ye Wanqiu kicked Baron Wilson, who had turned into a human stick, and kicked out a hideous blood hole.

Looking at the baron, who was no longer humanoid at all, the casino manager swallowed silently. The mouth is full of vomit and smells, and I am so uncomfortable!

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Don't be fooled by Ye Daddy's bloodthirsty and cruel appearance, he is actually a warm-hearted little brother!