And what’s even colder at the moment is the corpse in the corner.
The hammer stone is holding his green lantern in the windy city wall, and the soul is floating around him from those corners.
Make him look like a mysterious night watchman on the old wall.
"Do you think he will be a good ally?" Yi Lisi held his arms in the night wind as if he were shivering with cold.
But hammer stone knows how terrible fangs are hidden in her trembling arms.
Anyone who dares to show pity for her will clearly know what it means to be a black widow’s death.
Fortunately
Hammer stone is already a dead man.
"He may not be the strongest ally, but he is definitely the most desperate and crazy ally. I can feel that he needs me and needs my strength. I can feel it …" The hammer stone statue took a deep breath and was intoxicated. "The wonderful taste of his desperate and crazy soul is deeply attracting me …"
"He is a good ally, a very, very good ally."
"This is just your own private decision? Doesn’t mean great … "Yi Lisi laughed and didn’t agree with this.
But before she finished, she was interrupted by the hammer stone. "I represent the will of Lord Desmason now."
When that word Desmason was export.
Yi Lisi trembled imperceptibly-she shut her mouth consciously.
"Here he comes", and Hammer Stone no longer reached that almost taboo name. He set his sights on the distant western plains.
In the darkness of Lebanon, a shadowy outline suddenly appeared on the horizon.
At first, they were a little as small as dust
Gradually the outline becomes clear.
huge
secret
Finally merged into a group of galloping knights! ! !
A group of night knights
From the dark shadows
hecarim the shadow of war
Coming! ! !
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"Is it still light?" Thurs spit out the breath of alcohol and pushed the top window.
I don’t know when he became obsessed with alcohol.
He feels uncomfortable without drinking a bottle of wine every day.
Maybe it’s from that snowy night
He almost died in that snow that night.
When death was so close to him …
About as close as a bottle of wine.
And now he’s hiding in the shadows. The danger is so far away from him … as a bottle of wine.
He is really not suitable for playing against others on the front.
Maybe I’m old?
He doesn’t think so sadly
It has been many years since I left my hometown …
"Today seems to be an opportunity." Izriel also pushed another window.
The skylight hangs over the whole war college like a veil, which seems ethereal.
"Do you smell the wind?" Thurs let the morning breeze blow his face and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"That idiot Jericho has decided to do it today," said Isoriel in a calm and cold tone.
"What happened to that man?" Thurss breathed a sigh of relief and put the bottle in his hand by the window.
"I don’t know if I’m qualified to get close to what he doesn’t know. Is he dead or alive? Of course, it’s better not to be dead, otherwise I can’t handle him." Of course, Izriel knows who that man is. He still regrets that he didn’t kill that man at that time.
"You have to find him," Thurs said, ignoring Isoriel’s soliloquies.
"Find him?" Izriel seems to smell something bad and his tone becomes unpredictable. "What do you want?"
"Get him out" Thurs didn’t care about the coldness and unkindness of Isoriel’s tone.
"What did you say?" Izriel asked 1 was with a smile.
In the cold mechanical simulation, the smile is dry and cold, and it is terrible to ooze with seeds.
"I said, get him out." Thurs was still unmoved, and he repeated it even harder.
"No," Izriel refused.