The Wizard World: 580 qualitative change 1

Halia and others rested for a while, and all went out at night. The cloak of the cloak when they came up, and in the night, they brought what Angele prepared for them, and soon disappeared into the woods.

Angel stood at the door of the tomb, watching the direction in which everyone was leaving, until after a short flash of silver light, before turning back into the tomb and closing the wooden door gently. .

Standing at the door, preparing to step down the stone steps, but seeing Freila standing under the stone steps, watching him quietly.

“Green, are they going to do something important this time? I asked them, but no one wants to tell me!” Freila flashed a little worried in her eyes.

“It’s okay, I won’t tell you because you are too young, they are actually doing something that only adults can do.” Angell smiled mysteriously.

“Oh!” Freila suddenly blushed, put a grimace on Angle with her hips, and turned into the kitchen single room. Then there was a clang of tableware tinkering with sounds, apparently for supper.

Angle stepped slowly down the steps.

“Are you going to look after them secretly …?” He hesitated.

He faintly feels that the church is not as simple as he imagined. Even if he is a sealer, his strength is extremely strong, reaching Level 8. But the church is, after all, the building of a peak existence like the father of light. The wizarding power in this area is too weak to be vulnerable, and the roots of the world below the abyss storm cannot be forgotten. In this way, it is possible that both sides have a tacit understanding to delimit the boundary.

Angele always feels that once he fully works, the church will certainly not be as vulnerable as imagined. The Sealer does not mean invincible in a medium or powerful world.

“Only life and death can sharpen a person’s will ….. that’s it …”

He walked on, and when he passed the little guy’s bedroom, his eyes narrowed inadvertently, and suddenly he saw something hidden under the pillow of Freila’s bed. Exposed a corner to the outside.

That’s a dark brown leather roll with some tiny text on it.

Angel was acting as a seal’s powerful eyesight, and instantly saw the contents of the text above, instantly looking strange. Little Rila who glanced back and was still in the kitchen, humming while cooking.

“Unconsciously, it’s already this age …” He shook his head helplessly and continued to move forward to the middle hall.

On the corner of the leather roll exposed under Freila’s pillow, a line of exposed text was clearly written: ‘He kissed Allie ’s lips frantically, and slowly slid his hands towards …..’

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh atat shok at shokok !!!!!)

A little while later, Freila’s scream sounded instantly. Apparently, he found that he hadn’t closed the bedroom door, and at the same time his treasure might have been discovered by Angele.

“What’s the name? Hurry up and bring the food!” Angele sat on the wooden sofa in the lobby with her legs up.

Freila’s cry stopped abruptly, and the whole person slowly walked to the hall stiffly and sat down on the sofa opposite Angele. Place the diet plate in your hand on the low wooden table.

The little guy is getting faster and faster this time. The birthmark on the forehead is also completely eliminated under the effect of the ointment. The skin is getting fairer and smoother. Sitting on the sofa upright, the long legs are wrapped in white water-mill trousers. The upper body is fitted with off-white short-sleeved sleeves. Just the right size. The slender soft waist exudes fair skin. A long blond hair draped over her shoulders, sitting upright and sitting no different from a standard lady of aristocracy.

Angel looked back at her appreciation. “Look at those books, you should be this age now.” He held up a glass of wine in the dinner plate. Gently shake the red wine inside, smell it, fresh fruits and flowers are mixed together and penetrate into the nasal cavity.

A strand of dark red hair hangs down. Falling on Angele’s shoulders showed a strange laziness and nobility. He leaned back on the sofa. Gently drank the lipstick.

“Marry me.”

“Oh!” The drink from Angele sprayed out. Quickly put down the cup, “What are you talking about !?” He asked again.

Freila straightened her chest. “Get married? I don’t feel bad about myself, it’s better to be cheaper than others.” Her cheeks were pink and her blue eyes were wet.

“Aren’t you going to practice your sword skills to get revenge? Aren’t you going to exercise to become a legendary knight?” Angle resisted swallowing the almost captive drink and asked quickly.

“There is no revenge to report … I heard about the group some time ago, all died in a mountain forest, and no one survived.” There was a trace of regret in Friera’s eyes. With pleasure, “As for the legendary hero knight? I have long understood that it was just a dream …”

Angel watched the little girl silently. The little guy with a clear nose was still on his face, but now he has matured so much. Before you know it, you are almost ready to become a qualified adult.

“Get married … I never thought of such a thing. You follow me, there will be many, many dangers …” He calmed down, “Maybe one day I study an explosive, it will I blew myself up into the sky with me … “

“I have nothing but you … Besides, do you think I’ve followed you for so long, sleeping in a room many times, would anyone still want to marry me?” Freila whispered.

Angele frowned. The climate in this area is very strict, and the standards and requirements of the church regarding **** have always been extremely harsh. Indeed, as Freila said, it would be difficult for her to find another man willing to marry her in the future.

This area places more emphasis on women’s chastity than the middle. The different areas ruled by the church and wizards present completely different institutional customs.

I used to live in a small town isolated from the world, but I did n’t pay much attention to it, but when I came out, I came in contact with a lot of people, and I found out that this was wrong.

The two sat opposite each other for a while without talking.

Since silenced, Angele started to sip a bowl of potato puree, took the sandwich walnut bread slices and took a bite.

Freila also started to eat.

Apart from the sound of collision of cutlery and fork, there was no other sound in the hall.

Time passes by every minute.

After eating supper, Freila cleaned the tableware, returned to the sofa and sat down, staring at Angele. It looks like it will never end without asking.

“Rila, you are still young …” Angele considered the words, “It is not good for you to decide your life so early.”

“I don’t understand those principles. I just know that I can’t live without you. Maybe the same result as my mother is the best ending.” Freila’s big blue eyes fixedly looked at An. Gleb, never blinked.

In her eyes, Angele is mysterious, with a savage and noble appearance in a lazy appearance. Obviously, she is not bad in origin. Sometimes she takes it seriously, and every move is convincing. He can hardly see his imperfections. . Such a man is undoubtedly the best actor in the novel for a little girl who grew up in the town.

What made Freila most concerned was that she was afraid that she would not bind the man earlier, and one day might disappear mysteriously and then leave her forever.

“Let’s talk about it until you get older …” Anglieu rubbed his eyebrows and felt a headache. He can naturally understand Freila’s ideas, but unfortunately … not to mention that he often does some high-risk experiments, that is, the continuous energy radiation around himself, usually self-suppression is okay, once he encounters an enemy with a comparable level , A little carelessness may cause Frela to stun ordinary people, or radiation may hurt Frela’s body.

It may be possible to use his own flesh and blood to solve Freira’s physique, but Anglia is not sure. Applying blood to ordinary people, the result may be that a little blood and flesh can be completely swallowed up. The little guy who fell into the mortal.

If you really want to combine and don’t solve this problem, Anglia will only be able to find an existence similar to his level.

“Okay, let’s talk about this later.” Angele stood up and turned to his room.

Within a few steps, there was a muffled noise from the main entrance of the tomb.

“Green!” Anxiously shouted Helia from outside.

Angel’s face sank, and he walked to the main entrance in three or two steps to open the door.

Helia stood alone outside with a comatose black woman on his back. His left ear had disappeared, leaving only a blood scar, and only a red blood hole in his right eye. Looking down at the corner of the eye.

Freila exclaimed faintly behind Angele.

“Come in! Come on!” Angele stepped out of the way and let the two enter the door. He noticed that there was a steady stream of blood dripping from the woman on Hailia’s back. And it was dripping all the way.

“Sent to the treatment room! Hurry !!!” he commanded loudly.

Heliya hurriedly ran into the front treatment room with the woman in black and carefully placed the woman on a gray bed. “Green! Hurry! My sister is going to die !!!” he shouted anxiously at Angele.

Angele is wearing sterile white leather gloves, and walks quickly to the black masked woman. As soon as the woman’s injury was clear, he took a breather.

A woman has a horizontal wound on her chest, waist, and abdomen. It seems that the blade cuts the body and bones horizontally, leaving only a little flesh on the back to connect the body.

A woman’s entire body only needs a slightly larger vibration, and it is likely to be broken into three sections. The wound seemed to be connected by a white silk thread so that it was not completely disconnected.

Heliya quickly explained: “These threads were connected using your white scissors, otherwise … or …” he couldn’t help choking.

“Look at the injuries first!” Angele groaned, holding both hands with silver scissors to cut open the black clothes on the woman’s waist, exposing the white and tender red skin on the inside.