Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 426 Dance to the Sacrifice (7)

Albert sighed and adjusted his sitting position, trying to sit comfortably in the bath.

"Beddy, if I can't survive," said the Tiger Man, "You will surrender and find a way to leave the territory of the Gryk, and stop interfering with it. Hackett's three brothers and the high priest." Deanna is not a good person, and is involved in their intrigue. Your end will be very miserable."

Beddyville doesn't think so. When he saw Albert commenting on Dianna, there was a strange light in his eyes. He knew that the Tiger Boy had a special affection for the Snow Leopard Girl.

"Ayre, do you like Deanna?"

"What?? Don't talk nonsense, there is no such thing!" Albert refused. "I hate the woman the most, and I use it to help her seize power and make my body look like this."

"But you still like her." Bettiville said sharply.

Ayr stunned.

After that, he was very arrogant: "I just have a familiar feeling. I always feel that I have seen her before. I have seen her for a long time."

It was a sense of sight that even Albert could not tell. He has seen this strange leopard girl.

It is because of this sense of sight that he will follow the "Jack" into the magical environment and eventually swallow the golden egg and make himself look like this.

There must be a deep relationship between Karber and Deanna (Kama), and there must be some great fate to bring these two people together. Bedieville thinks so.

Whether it is man-made or God's will, they have no way out, they can only continue to move forward.

At the same time, the herbalist Puff was lurking on the outskirts of Athens. He used the aristocratic [net taste secret medicine] to eliminate the smell of his body, so that the leopard people could hardly trace his whereabouts. But he knew that this would only make him escape.

The leopards who were looking for him everywhere were actually sent by the High Priest. The purpose was to find Puff to help Albert to carry out the [Death Tour] duel.

Paphos mistakenly thought that the leopards were coming to hunt down because he killed a fox supervisor in the warehouse this morning.

Although he was worried about staying in the hotel's Bediville and Albert, Puff was only able to lurk in the suburbs, and then fled Athens when he was bright.

Walking in the middle of the night is a very dangerous move. There are countless World of Warcraft in the rampage. Even if you are strong like Paphos, you can become a dinner for Warcraft.

He found a small cave to spend the night, even the fireflies did not dare to point. Fortunately, there is a net smell medicine to help him hide the trace, as long as he does not make a sound in the middle of the night, you can rest assured that it will not be found by Warcraft.

In order to insure, he also sprinkled a lot of potions in the surrounding environment. The smell of these potions was just enough to make World of Warcraft disgusted, but not so strong that it caused the attention of the Leopard search team.

After everything was arranged, Puff squeezed into the cave, covered a small amount of dead branches at the hole, and then quietly lurked in the night, waiting for the sunrise.

But he never imagined that he would see an amazing scene in the hidden spot on the outskirts of Athens:

Hundreds of giant Warcraft, under the leadership of a red human female, are marching toward Athens.

Each of these Warcraft has a body length of more than twenty feet. In the darkness of the night, they only developed red eyes, which looked terrible.

If these guys break into Athens, it will inevitably lead to a big kill.

However, the current Puff is nothing to do. He couldn't stop the attack of these monsters, and he didn't know how to tell people in the city to take refuge.

The woman leads countless World of Warcraft and moves quietly into the city, seemingly preparing for a night attack.

(Damn humans. It’s really treacherous!)

Puff climbed out of the hiding place with great care, kneeling on the ground and following the World of Warcraft at a very slow speed. The net medicine on his body is enough to make him not noticed by Warcraft, as long as he moves slowly enough and is careful enough -

another beautiful day. Today, Arthur wants to practice some basic swordsmanship with his father.

The six-year-old boy raised his wooden sword and attacked his father's right shoulder.

The knight Wuther gently swayed his son's blow, and he turned his right half and chose to turn. The back of the wooden sword hit the boy's head and shot him to the ground.

"Hey!" Arthur fell and bruised his elbow. When he got up, he looked painful and seemed to cry.

auzw.com"Arthur?" Knight Uther dropped the wooden sword for training and was trying to come and comfort the injured son.

Snapped! The little boy slammed a sword on his father's head.

"Hey!" Although the other party is a six-year-old boy, Uther was hit by a son like this and felt psychologically painful.

"Arthur hits Dad!" the little boy said, crying.

"It's really yours. It's done well, Arthur." The knight looked at his son pitifully and examined the injury on his elbow: "Hey, poor little guy -"

He used magic to simply treat his son's wounds. He looked at his son with a small mouth and wanted to cry. He couldn't help but smile: "What? You didn't cry, have you cured your wounds before you cry?"

"But, my mother made new clothes for Arthur." Tears continued to fall from the eyes of the little boy, falling down the ground with his round face.

"Get a patch. Just next time you don't hurt, Mom won't be angry." Uther touched his son's head with a smile.

"Wow, you dirty kitten!" Back in the cabin, Iglian looked at Arthur, who was covered in mud. "Don't go into the living room, take off the dirty clothes and wash it. bath!"

"But" the little boy hates taking a shower.

"Hey, little guy," the knight picked up his son. "Daddy washes with you, let's wash this dirty kitten, okay?"

"Well, okay." Arthur hated taking a shower, but he liked spending time with his father.

The knight is busy, and only a few hours a day to visit the mother of the boy and boy, Arthur wants to stay with his father as much as possible.

"Call!" Arthur jumped into the hot water. The heat of the hot water immediately let the six-year-old boy relax. He slipped and fell in the pool.

"Hey, little guy!" Uther took his son's armpit and lifted his son's chest a few inches from the water. "Not drowning?"

"Cough and cough, Arthur is fine!" said the little boy, kicking his feet and trying to stand still in the bath.

"Hehehehehehehe--" Knight Uther looked at the lovely son and made a big laugh.

Five minutes later, Arthur and his father, leaning back against the edge of the bath, looked up at the starry sky outside the window.

The night sky is so clear and cloudless, the starlight is so brilliant, all this beautiful as a dream.

"Arthur," the father silenced for a long time before whispering: "This day, I really want it to continue."

"What is Dad talking about?" the little boy asked inexplicably. "This day has been going on?"

"Well, is it?" Uther was silent for a while: "Arthur likes it."

"Arthur certainly likes it." The child snuggled in his father's arms. "Arthur likes mom and dad most."

The look on Uther's face was inexplicably dignified. He quickly looked up at the sky and deliberately prevented his son from seeing the expression on his face: "Okay, don't soak for too long, let's go to the water."

He took his son up from the bath and helped his son dry his body with a big towel. Arthur kept giggling because it was itchy. Uther also smiled and teased his son's armpit with his fingers.

(This happy day, I really want it to continue.)

"Yayah Yahya Arthur sorrow--" A weak voice echoed in the wilderness, passed through the window sill of the bathroom and passed into the boy's ear.

The little boy just put on his shirt and was attracted by the vague voice, turning his head and looking out the window.

A white dove stood still on the window sill and looked at Arthur with her turquoise alum.

"Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, come and come!" The voice kept echoing in the boy's mind.

"Arthur? What happened?" Seeing his son in a daze, the Knight Uther asked curiously.

"Well, nothing." The little boy squeezed a smile and walked out of the bathroom with his father.

(Don't bother me, Greenville.)

(Where is Greenville? Greenville is?)