Someone seems to have described that when viewed from a distance, the Crimson Castle looks very much like a large, perfectly developed purple sweet potato.
Who on earth dares to say such outrageous words? That guy should really be tied up and thrown into the Moon River to be boiled into sweet potatoes!
The crimson castle stands majestically at the highest point of the Golden Sun Reserve, hand in hand with the bright red sun above the sky.
One symbolizes the supreme power, and the other represents insignificant light.
This dark purple building has never restrained its edge. Within a few miles, except for the creatures loved by the nobles, no newborn calf dares to cross a millimeter across the minefield——
The creeping plants living on the outer walls of the castle will teach them "what are the rules" and "what is propriety" at the first time.
They do have the capital to show off their power. Lady Razrith, who lives on the third floor, hates leaving her big velvet bed, leaving her room, and hating going downstairs;
She hated everything except her own territory so much, but she gave special treatment to the little creepers that slowly climbed to her window. She praised them: these little daredevils who never sleep peacefully!
Raziris allowed all kinds of creeping plants to surround the place she could see as soon as she opened her eyes.
This fondness is one aspect, and indulgence is also another aspect.
She is infinitely tolerant of everything.
Even if she saw a tiny bit of hair on the spoons the little servants used to serve her soup, she would never remind them out loud, let alone tell them which daredevil among them had committed such a crime.
It's a big mistake, and I'll ask "Spicy Hairy Egg" to deal with it instead.
Lazlis is always so kind.
As for the one-meter-high wooden stake, it usually chooses to beat these little things until they are breathless, then drive them out of the Crimson Castle, ordering them not to appear in the sight of the nobles again.
Spicy Hairy Egg will always be Razrith's most loyal guard, as long as Razrith is still a noble.
As a noble, Razrith's purpose of survival is to lie down and never stand; to stay still if she can; to not do it herself if she can't; and to have her most trusted "spicy egg" in everything.
"Come and arrange it, all she has to do is sit back and enjoy the results, which is the greatest gift she can give to her subordinates.
However, her nature is very fond of all kinds of fresh flowers, so the vines that can climb up to the third floor by themselves are very popular with her.
When the Crimson Castle is brightly lit, these vines become even more cute and cute.
They have to behave like this, and have to work hard to show their beautiful side——
Look, it's rare for all six nobles to gather together happily.
This is simply bad news for low-level creatures like them, especially those who have gotten rid of late-night emo and become normal... Lady Jie Lexi.
Even Spicy Maodan secretly cried bitterly and angrily because of this: "After all, the king of kings, ham sausage, one section is better than six sections."
From this we can see how deeply rooted in the hearts of the people is Lady Jie Lexian's fault-finding... er, her striving for perfection.
If they had just taken Lady Jelexi's cloak from her hands and had not picked out a single bone by this lady, then when they saw the blue-eyed noble at the end, that was when they were really worried.
When it reached my throat, I didn't expect it.
Unexpectedly, even Father Chus, who was unwilling to return to the Crimson Castle and seemed to be extremely resistant to everything in the Crimson Castle, would come back here.
Strange.
What was even more strange was that Lady Razrith did not go upstairs with them. She turned around and sat at the dining table and fell asleep.
The sharp-eyed Vine discovered that five nobles had stopped on the third floor.
There were more whispers in the corner——
Itto: "Why did the nobles go to Lady Raziris..."
Er Teng: "Shh! Keep your voice down! The adult is sleeping over there! If you keep banging here, if you wake up the adult, be careful that the adult will let the spicy hairy egg stick out your rattan butt.
In half!"
Yiteng pulled at his leaves in grievance: "I..." Didn't I say nothing?!
Erto carefully observed the sleeping Raziris: "Shh! I told you to keep your voice down! I don't have the eyesight to see this guy! Humph!"
Yiteng lay down and stopped talking: "..." Targeting me again.
A nymphomaniac vine nearby was extremely intoxicated and whispered in a low voice: "Ah! Father Chus is so handsome."
Another nymphomaniac vine snorted and said coyly: "I learned a few new words about rainbow fart from River Crab, and I think it's a very suitable word to describe Mr. Chus!"
"Come on! Teach me, I want to learn too. If I always compliment others on my beauty, it seems that I am too uneducated."
"Ahem, let me think about it." Teng recalled for a while, then pinched his throat and said, "Ah! My fateful Aphrodite, the spring water on the banks of the Seine is not as good as you, and the roses in Bulgaria are not as good as you. You are like a god.
Gift, you are God's gift to save me, so that my soul can be baptized and sublimated. You are a beam of light in my dim sublimation, you are my light! You illuminate my dark life, you make my black and white world
Fill me with colors and give me a new life. When I see you, I feel like I am in a fairyland. I have been swinging in Ecuador, surfing in Hawaii, flying sky lanterns in Chiang Mai, rafting in Melissani Cave in Greece, and in Cappadocia in Turkey.
Walking in the air in West Asia. Your glance and smile dance in my heart, and all my heart beats with you. I fly, I run hard, I raise my arms high, I cheer, I! Love! You!!!"
Er Teng slapped it and lost his mind: "When has this happened? Do you still have time to do this? You are really a bunch of stupid people! You are really not afraid of being poked and used as fertilizer, are you?"
Nymphomaniac Teng touched the bag on his cane and almost cried: "Isn't everything normal? Why are you so cautious?"
"Everything is normal? I beg you to use your little brain to think carefully, okay?"
"Hey, what are you thinking about???"
"After the death knell rang, the nobles all went to the Church of Truth. Logically speaking, they would not come back until after ten o'clock, but what time is it now? It's after nine o'clock."
"Uh-huh, what happens next?"
"What exactly could change the nobles' plans? Have you ever thought about it?" The caution attribute of Cautious Vine is innate. Of course, this is also due to the fact that one of its leaves is so impressive that it grows tall enough.
Only then did he see the cause and effect clearly...
Alas, in the final analysis, there is a generation gap between people, and there is also a generation gap between vines!
In terms of IQ, there is an insurmountable gap.
On this stormy night, not only the vines climbing hard on the dark purple wall tiles were hit, but also the dreams that were already full of sweetness and warmth. Perhaps the only thing that was not disturbed was the lamp that was still as dazzling as yesterday, but
The light is as bleak as winter, and how can the gaze that examines others be fair and balanced?
