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Chapter 5: Return, Disturbance, Heartbeat

In the Flute Valley, the light of the magic array turned on and then dissipated. A figure appeared in the center of the magic formation.

The transmission magic array here may be the least used on the mainland. It is also the most mysterious and most majestic transmission magic array. No matter who it is, in the face of the transmission scroll inlaid with the purple skeleton here, it is all frightened.

Terry. But as soon as this person appeared in the magic array, the next action was immediately spit out the magic array below.

"I thought the guy was so brave that dared to set the trap here." The man snorted coldly, stretched his feet to wipe his saliva, and walked out of the magic array.

"Waiting for a long time. Why, Flutea Valley, who has been for a long time for a long time? The attitude of the former Agent of Sam Dulu, who is respectful." An old man sitting on a stone chair not far away sighed, and he sighed.

The book in his hand was closed. His black robe, his thin and clear face and those deep eyes looked like a wise scholar.

Sam Duli rolled his eyes and saw the old man, and for a moment. "Stephen? Is it you? Didn't you hear that you went to the sea and traveled to the audio without any news? I thought you were swallowed by the sea monster on the road.

, Or die on the belly of the beautiful woman in the Far East. "

"I haven't seen you for twenty years, I still have such stinky temper and stinky mouth." The old man, known as Stephen, smiled slightly, reached out to signal.

A very kind smile, a few goats on the jaw must shake slightly, like a very well -cultivated tea house owner. "Don't stand there and sit there. Don't miss the tea made from Qingyingquan?

I just brought the best tea from the Far East, I promise you to be the second person on this mainland. "

"You just come back? Then do you hear what the young people have done when these young people do?" Sam Dul snorted coldly in front of Stephen. He did not sit down, but stood straight up.

There. "The young people on the ground are too brave now, and my hands and feet are too open ... I want to take classes for those young people today."

"Go to class? Do you want to teach them?" Stephen smiled. "Do you dare to do it in the same noble necromancer under the sacred black star?

It's too much. ""

"Are they not doing the chick with Vididina?" Shan Delu snorted again. He has a murderous murderousness on his body, and those black and white eyes are afraid of people.

The skin is as pale as it is, as if there are some corpses, the black land is like a black hole to the abyss of the ground. You can swallow the people in front of them at any time. "I have said it, if anyone is in this flute, or in my head in this flute valley or in my head.

I won't let him go in Shanghu. "

Stephen squeezed tea and smiled slightly: "It's so murderous. I haven't seen you like you at least 30 years."

Sam Dulsen replied: "Because no one dares to provoke me at least 30 years. Tell me, where is that guy?"

"Since he knows that he has failed, you will definitely come to him to settle accounts, how can he continue to stay in Di Ya Valley?"

"So I asked him where is it? Don't you say, do you still know?" Sam Delu glanced at Stephen, turned around and walked towards the valley. "I will ask others first, you don’t say, I will do it until you are until you

So far. "

"Don't be too wayward. Here is Di Yalu." Stephen looked at Sam Dul's back faintly.

"I know, do not need to remind you. Also, I advise you not to stop me." Shan Delu did not turn around or stopped.

His stride was not large, and he was still as tight as just now. But every time he fired. The green grass on the grass withered instantly and rotten.

Stephen still sat on the stone chair without moving, but his brows frowned slightly. He flexed his fingers on the palm of the tea cup, and the tea cup flew silently and quickly to Sandru.

back.

But almost when the tea cup left Stephen's hand, Sam Dul felt felt. He suddenly turned around. At that moment, the murderousness in his eyes had become a live volcano.

But it was just that moment. Sandru's murderousness did not really explode. Because Stephen still did not move, the expression on his face was still so peaceful, the tea cup stopped the anthrax of Sam Delu, like the

There is an invisible hand that floats in the air like the air. The tea in the cup has no trace of ripples.

"Drink a cup of tea, you are too nervous." Stephen said lightly.

The tea cup is Sam Dul, but Sam Delu did not reach out to pick it up. He just looked at Stephen coldly, his eyes were not sharp, and there was no sharpness, but the cold and corpse's unique meaning could be easily easily.

In the body of the person you watched.

"I'm not here to drink tea." Shan Delu said lightly.

"I said, don't stop me."

"I'm not stopping you, just ask you to drink a cup of tea, just calm down."

"I don’t need to be calm, you don’t need to come to picking up."

"No, what you need. Drink." As the sound sounded a cough sound.

This sound comes from a short old man with a body, and he slowly walked out from the shade of the trees not far away. He seemed to be standing there before, but before he spoke, he didn't even notice him.

exist.

This is always half -curved. When you talk, every move, every action will bring out a cough sound. It seems that a slightly larger wind can blow him down and fall to death.

The pupil he appeared suddenly shrank, and he asked: "Shante? Is it you?"

"Can't it be me?" The old man coughed and walked slowly to Shan Delu not far away and sat down.

"Your body is so bad, and you are waiting for me to wait for me. I really don't dare to take it. I thought you kept staying in your cemetery and calm down, and I no longer worry about Di Yalu." Sam Dulu

Watching him coldly.

"Don't worry about it. You also know that the young people now are not sensible than one, and even some old guys seem to start to be disturbed." Shante sat on a chair and never looked at Sam Delu anymore, but he just took care of himself.

Roll from the ground to cough on a chair.

On the chair in front, Shante cough is very concentrated and very hard. It seems that the cough has become the meaning of his life. On the chair behind, Stephen took the teapot next to him, and poured a cup of tea again.

They all looked very relaxed, very free, and it seemed that they didn't care about the Shan Delu in them ..

Contrary to these two people, Sam Dru's face began to have an unprecedented dignity. He stood still without moving, but he kept hovering on the body of the two necromancers.

If the two really joined forces, what kind of situation was it, he guessed that he was not even sure.

The priest's robe on Sandru has begun to burst out from his body without windless, very subtle but very dense bone festival burst sounds, and a fog -like fluctuations spin around him.

The tea cup in the air in front of him began to tremble slightly.

"By the way, Shan Delu. You came to Flute Yayu alone, and Ronice was gone. Aren't you afraid that someone would take the opportunity to get that thing?" Stephen suddenly remembered, and asked. "I know you are still right now.

Some helpers, but they can't stand on the same position as Ronnis as Ronnis. What would they happen if they knew the true colors of that thing? I wonder? Or ... would be interested? "

Sam Delu still didn't move, but the suspended tea cup in front of him suddenly shook.

Wang Du, the study of Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Mr. Shan Delu's hand, or what is the thing in the dungeon under the cathedral?"

Suddenly asked Xiaoyu, but everyone's eyes were also concentrated on Assa. This is also a question they want to ask.

Assa was froze, hesitated a little bit, shook his head and answered: "I don’t know, don’t ask me."

But after answering this just like this, he immediately sighed secretly. Everyone here was watching him, and everyone's ability to look at his words was not his unnatural look.

And these people will not directly point out this obvious flaw. Only Xiao Yan said faintly: "According to me, in fact, most of the storm may be because of the hidden things in the dungeon. At that time, many people heard it.

Bishop Jia Wei heard what the reaction was after the things in the cellar were taken away ... I could actually abandon the situation in the control at the time and hurriedly left. It can be seen that the thing in his mind may be more important than seeking the empire ... What exactly is it?

Things? I want to give them a good explanation ... "

"Then you can just make one for them." Asa said.

"But we also want an explanation. Real explanation. At this point, do you feel that Mr. Sam Delu can't trust us?" Xiaoyi looked at him and said.

"Then you can ask him, don't ask me." Assa twisted his head away.

Xiaoyi looked at him for a while, and looked back.

At this time, there were sounds outside. "Reporting the Prime Minister of the Prime Minister. Someone from the Magic Academy came to report, and the old Rev. Tom was gone."

"Well, know, retreat." Xiaoyi coldly commanded, and then looked at Ceedlos: "It seems that Mr. Sandru is really going to Flute Yatana."

Sedelos didn't speak, and looked at the leader of the Roland. The head of Roland looked at Assa and said, "We really want to know, what exactly is in that cellar? Although I can go to see it now now

, But I still hope you tell us directly. ".


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