"Be good and get busy," said the little girl.
Lovely … Chen Senran retreat again this girl … Let yourself be afraid by leaps and bounds.
"Good eye" twist teasing with a smile.
"What about good girl?" Chen Senran didn’t go to pick up the conversation and mixed a cup of wine that he was the only one who could mix.
"Casual" Drizzt took the mellow ale but didn’t drink it at all.
"What do you want with me?" Chen Senran looked at twist pretend to make some lazy wrangling with him.
"Of course I have something to talk to you about, but we are the best partners." Drizzt said with a smile, turning his hand constantly, but not a drop of wine spilled in his glass.
"Get to the point" Chen Senran used to talk to him cautiously because he was too weak. Now he has three forces to transform his body in his own territory, so he no longer estimates it.
"Oh, oh, oh, Mr. Chen Senran, your sense of humor is really getting worse," twist said with an exaggerated attitude, unconcerned.
Chen Senran stopped talking and looked at him.
"All right, all right," whispered Drizzt, adjusting his black hat. "I heard that you have recently entered the institute …"
"I don’t know what is the truth of the world." Chen Senran coldly said that if Drizzt is going to discuss with him robbing a bank and killing everyone, maybe there is still talk about it, but the institute … he is not stupid enough to directly confront the parliament now, but it is their honeymoon period.
"You are very sensitive" twist one leng is still laughing.
"Of course, that’s my life, Mr. Drizzt. If you want to get any news from me, then I’m sorry to say that I don’t know." Chen Senran is now telling the truth and doesn’t care that Drizzt may turn his face.
"You are honest and direct." Drizzt stopped turning the glass hand. "This is very similar to me …"
"I don’t want to be like you, the big bad wolf …" A little girl who obediently drank milk and juice suddenly interrupted because she said it was too urgent, which caused the juice to splash on her pink face and look cute.
"Oh, oh, oh, what an honest boy. I like it." Drizzt also said one-liners and suddenly changed his tune. "Someone will come to see you in a few days. Maybe you will change your mind then …"
"Are you really a fortune teller?" Chen Senran interrupted twist’s speech.
"Yes," Drizzt didn’t mind that his words were interrupted again, but he took out his old card and played a few tricks. "Want to draw one?"
"I mean, you can’t be sure. I won’t change my mind about who comes to see me in a few days." Chen Senran’s words were regarded as Fujian. He stopped talking to Drizzt and turned to Little Annie.
"It’s a pity that I was questioned again," Drizzt said to himself. Then he took the deck of cards and said seriously to Chen Senran, "Take one and I’ll leave."
Chen Senran sighed naively and drew a card without looking at it, then pressed the card and pushed it to the twist. "Okay, now you can go."
"Good." Drizzt took a sip of wine with a smile, then frowned, shook his hat gracefully and made a farewell bow. "Goodbye then. Have a nice evening."
Drizzt said and walked to the door.
"Hey, you haven’t paid for the drinks."
"That card is used as collateral." Drizzt pushed the door with a smile. "Oh, by the way, there’s an interesting circus in the east of the city recently. You might as well go and see if there might be unexpected gains. Good night."
Chen Senran was dumb circus … Seems to have seen it, but Drizzt brought too much information this time, and he didn’t care. He soon turned to the so-called prediction that someone would come to him in a few days …
Who could it be? With all the research … The demasia girl brother? Chen Senran narrowed his eyes and looked at the card that Drizzt left on the table. It seems that there is no clue … Thinking like this, he flipped through the card that arrived at the wine.
Blowing the horn, God
"Trial …" Chen Senran to himself.
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The first chapter is more than three thousand words, although it is a little late.
Still asking for tickets
The White Knights in the prophecy on page seventy-three
In the morning, a fast horse ran into the War College, crossed the city gate, crossed the Renren Street, crossed the Silent Stone Road and finally stopped in front of the pub.
The horse stopped suddenly without Ma Si, and it moved calmly as if it were there. This is an excellent horse. Although its coat color is mixed and a little thin, if you look closely, you will find that its muscles are twisted together like steel bars, and it has run for a long time without strong breathing. Just now, it was so abrupt and stopped without any panic. It was fully said that it was well-trained and of course, it had the extremely high skill of controlling horses.
The knight is a man in a white cloak who can’t see clearly. He is extremely strong, but the cloak wraps him well. He can protrude from the back of his cloak. It can be judged that he is probably carrying a huge sword, and he is a powerful warrior.
Although the horse didn’t make a noise, the former Mercedes-Benz still shocked the tavern. The man who pushed the door was Tyrone. He glanced at the knight in the white cloak and looked a little gloomy and didn’t want to say anything.
Knight Ma glanced at the silent killer jumping from the horse, and his voice was hoarse. "This horse is very tired after running for three days and nights. Is there a place to rest?"
Tyrone’s gloomy face was a little better because of the cloak man’s words, but he still seemed reluctant to talk to the man in front of him, but turned and walked towards the backyard of the pub.
The cloak man pulled the horse and followed Tyrone to the backyard, taking it to the humble stable.
"Do you have any better hay?" The cloak man glanced at the inferior hay in the manger and finally there was a slight change in his tone.
"I don’t welcome you. You can go at any time." Tyrone looked at the sky with his arms in his arms and said the first sentence after meeting.
"Tyrone, you are still as naive as before." The cloak man was silent for a while to feed the tired horse, and finally a sarcastic remark came out of his mouth.
"You shut up. I didn’t ask you to be your sister …" Tyrone said the last word. I don’t know what I thought of. I glanced at the pub entrance and didn’t speak again.
"Where’s my sister?" The cloak man tied the horse and got up.
"Still sleeping. She drank too much last night …" Tyrone said for a while and then shut up. Obviously, he remembered who he was talking to.
"You didn’t take advantage of her, did you?" The cloak man walked to the pub for a long time, even though he was strong, he felt exhausted
"Hum-"Tyrone snorted.
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Di wineshop
Cloak man glanced at sleeping on the sofa. The beautiful girl in Demacia seemed to smile lightly, as if afraid to disturb the girl’s dream.
The man found a table cloak far away and sat there. Although he was tired, he sat as straight as a javelin.
Tyrone sat down with him and looked at each other all the time. He kept a marching posture in a rigid way and could not help but show a mocking smile.
"What hate me so much? Just because we were enemies? " Cloak man casually asked while pulling his cloak.
"I remember you asking me this question." Tyrone made no secret of his impatience. "I’ve said it many times because you don’t deserve my sister. You shouldn’t haunt her and we have always been enemies."
"You are still jealous." The cloak man finally pulled the cover over his head, revealing a hard face with sharp edges and corners. The short blond hair was sharp and noble. "I told you many years ago that you were jealous that your sister treated me better than you."
"I didn’t" Tyrone argued.
"Do you know best in your heart? I want to tell you now that you have to be jealous first, just as I tolerate your naivety. We have to be sincere because of your sister, my lover, and her life and death are uncertain now." The tough man from Demassia has a sharp tone. "This is a tough battle. We have no reinforcements, no map information, but only unyielding will." His words are full of strong military style, which makes him look more like a Noxas than a Demassian.
Tyrone was silent for a while and didn’t refute it at the exit, which was regarded as agreeing with this remark.
"What’s the latest information?" The sharp demasians solved his sharp sword, and the big weapon occupied the whole table, and the golden hilt was shining in the lights.
"The military has given up my sister in Knox Sass’ hands, and I can’t get any more information, but Jericho told me that Chen Senran knew a lot of things about the target before my sister disappeared, and your sister stopped me when I went to find him." Tyrone thought about it and said that he knew that it was necessary to get along after all, even if he didn’t want to, but since others came, it would be a little unreasonable to hide anything.
"Chen Senran ….." Demacian stroked his long sword and meditated for a while. "I heard Zhao Xin tell me about this man. I didn’t expect to have it with him … it seems a little tricky …"
"Galen, if you think it’s difficult, forget it. I won’t force you." Tyrone couldn’t help stabbing again.
A man named Galen took a long look at Tyrone before saying, "I’ll give you a good beating when your sister is safe."