Brad thought of another move: "Will the floating spell be? I won't take you with me."

I was still looking at her, probably thinking that I had eaten and drunk so much these days, and my weight was already a few pounds. Can I take her to float up?

Where can I look? She is not fat yet! She can also take her to show off and take her to fly.

The carriage was driving fast, and the car could not jump. Even if the floating spell could make people hang in the air, the car was so close to the branches that it was difficult to be taken at high speed.

But he didn't want the scars on his face and the branches were sucked, Xining said helplessly: "Then stay there, it's better than jumping down and falling to death."

At this time, the car actually stopped!

The car parked in front of a house. The house was quite large. The third floor and the pointed loft were added. This house had at least thirty rooms, which could be considered a mansion. It was dark and there was no light inside.

The fog is everywhere outside, and even the sun in the sky is blocked, making it look extremely dark, just like at night.

After getting off the car, Brad shouted: "Is anyone? Who is it?"

But no one answered that in the big house not far away, it suddenly became lit, one room, another... Not long after, the whole house was brightly lit.

Do you want them to enter?

Everything here is too weird. Of course, Brad won't go in until the end. So he shouted again: "Who are you, what are you doing?"

But no one answered. The carriage next to it was still parked, and the skeleton coachman in a dress was sitting there, lowering his head slightly, as if he was resting and asleep. Of course, it had no eyelids, only two dark eye sockets.

"What's so nonsense!" Xining became angry and began to lift her sleeves: "If you don't ask, you'll be kidnapped. I'll blow up all the place and get out of here!"

His palms were facing upwards and he began to chant the mantra: "It's darker than the night, deeper than the ocean..."

Breaking Dragon Slash! Brad was so scared that he immediately went up and covered Xining's mouth.

"Woooooo..." The spell was interrupted after it opened. Xining pulled Brad's hand down and shouted: "What are you doing? It's all blown up, even the fog can explode, we'll just go

Can go out!"

Not only fog, everything will be wiped out, and even the soil on the ground can be blown into dark clouds and flew into the air.

"The power of the Dragon Breaking Slash is too great, don't use it easily! This is for your own good. This hair has just returned from darkness." Brad quickly explained.

Never use the Dragon Breaking Slash anymore. Last time I used it, it almost scared people. If you use it again, the Magic Association and many magic families have to stop it. You can't let her use it again and again, and burnt big holes everywhere.

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The door of the house not far away suddenly opened, and a ray of light shone out from the house, almost blinding people. A figure walked out from inside...

Not getting used to the light, Xining and Brad narrowed their eyes slightly.

He walked out alone, walked out of the door, and walked all the way to the front of the two of them.

The man was wearing a tuxedo, a small black bow tie, and a small beard. His head was slightly raised, looking a little arrogant.

When I walked up to it, there was a strong aristocratic circle emphasized: "My lady, sir. My master has been waiting for a long time. Please come with me." Every move is also like a well-trained aristocratic steward.

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"Your master is..." Brad asked.

The housekeeper was straight and his head was slightly raised, feeling a little like a big penguin. He said in a humble tone: "I saw it, and I will naturally know you."

"I don't want to know each other, I won't explain it clearly. I'm leaving now." Xining was very angry and kidnapped them here halfway, not invited them here, but also said politeness: "Will we let go?"

The butler turned his head slightly, with an unknown smile on his lips: "Since you have arrived here, why don't you go in and see my master and have a glass of red wine before leaving?"

"The answer is wrong!" Xining rolled her eyes and looked up his palms: "It's darker than the night, deeper than the ocean...Woooooo..."

Brad hooked Xining's neck with his arms desperately, and covered her mouth with one hand: "Didn't you say, don't use this trick easily, why do you still use it?"

The owner was just a delicate lady from a noble family, so of course she couldn't get rid of this little strength. Xining stomped her heel hard, and Brad immediately let go, grinning in pain, holding her feet and jumping with one leg.

"Don't hug me anymore, nor do you cover my mouth anymore!" After Xining yelled fiercely, she said to the housekeeper in a very affirmative tone: "If you don't explain clearly, I won't go in to see you."

Your master's."

Brad quickly recited a spell, and finally his feet stopped hurting: "Yes, don't go in. Explain who it is and what did we do?"

Before the housekeeper could speak, he heard someone talking, a young man's voice: "Since that's the case, I'll invite you in person."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xining and Brad felt a swaying around him. After seeing it clearly, they were already standing in the light.

It was a living room that looked like a hall, very spacious, even a small cocktail party of twenty or thirty people would be enough.

Light comes from the rows of candle holders in the corner of the wall. Unlike other metal candle holders, the candles here are inserted into the skull.

The skulls and the cover of the Tianling quilt were raised off, and the candle was inserted into it. Some candles had burned a lot, and the flames were already inside the skull. I saw the deep eye sockets of the skull, and the candlelight shone out inside.

Four piles of sofa seats are placed in the center, each pile of which can accommodate at least five or six people sitting and chatting.

There was a person sitting among them.

It looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, which is the best age in the world. It has a handsome face, a loose linen shirt with no rope tied on top and an open collar; it has a pair of black pants on the bottom. It is lazy and leans against the soft

on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in a crystal cup.

Although the winemaking technology here is not very good, sometimes the red wine is quite turbid, but Xining always feels that the cup is not filled with red wine, but more like blood.

Xining stood there: "Who are you, where are you from, and what are you doing?"

The young man smiled suddenly and felt that the smile on his face was brighter and more dazzling than the candlelight around him. He shook the cup in his hand, and the red liquid inside also swayed. His tone was still gentle, and he had a little lazy look.

Lazy: "You can't change it, don't always ask the same question?"

Xining sneered, then change to another one: "Who am I? Where are I from? Where are I going? What are I going?" Since I can't ask you, then ask myself if I can do it. As long as I can answer, I want to know the result.

They are all the same.
Chapter completed!