"In that case, execute the order." Bai Ji waved her hand, seeming to be thinking about finding some clothes to wear.

"His Royal Highness, take the liberty of being here." .s. F Mu Xiaowan

"You have enough tempers?"

…Bai Ji didn't look back, but stopped.

"We're not having a temper."

"It's the female cousin. When she chose to embrace us for the first time, whether she had a temper or a whim, this is the Bai Ji who you should think about to stop and quietly look at the stone and brick ceiling.

"...".

"Why did your Royal Highness say this?" Xun was taken aback first, and then asked.

Bai Ji just smiled and shook her head, slowly leaned down, and sat cross-legged on the ground.

"We are obviously only taking advantage of the identity of "blood princess" in order to gain convenience for ourselves.

"We are really despicable... However, in order to avoid inner torture, we have always attributed all this to the fault of the blood lineage. It is not until today that we found out after the incident became clear.

"The character that I don't shame is just my own nature. It has always been, and it has nothing to do with blood." Bai Jicheng lay on her back in large print.

Bai Ji hates vampires, but now, with great sadness and loss, she unconsciously seems to regard Xun as a venting tree hole.

Yu remained silent, did not express his opinions, but listened very seriously, as a loyal listener.

Since when did you dare not face your heart directly? I don't remember the only thing that understands that a person who can't have a clear conscience is not worthy of being a knight.

At this moment, a slender hand broke into the field of vision and grabbed her hand.

"His Royal Highness, please follow me to D place

The fourth volume of the final chapter of the Asian cat tribe and the demon armor ~ parting is also the beginning

The wind blows the smoke and willows, the scorching sun outside the window is ripening, and after the flames are flying, the dust war has ceased.

The iron hoof stepped across the homeland, leaving behind the sacred land, a survivor who kept the dead soul alone.

Just like the wild grass that burns endlessly, a bit of vigorous greenery blooms in the ruined ruins, and the paraphrase begins to take root and shoots deep in the ruins of the harsh environment. In order to survive, continue to absorb nutrients. Through the huge rock above, usher in the dawn of night dreams.

As long as one's own breath survives, there is still the capital to fight on, and losing is just stepping into reincarnation.

Endless years, endless loneliness.

It is unwavering at all times, and finally ushered in the glory called hope.

Nolan City has changed, and it doesn't seem to have changed.

The streets and alleys are still old and dilapidated, like a refugee camp.

The private houses made up of jumbled wooden bricks and tiles look very shabby and simple.

The crooked, jagged buildings seem to be under-fed, and both the whole and the individual appear disorganized.

The noon sun is reflected on the broken bricks, but it gives a different kind of feeling.

The division of grass and trees has not changed, but the whole town seems to be full of vitality overnight.

Vigorous and full of smiles replaced the lifelessness and the ashes of the face.

Nowadays, the streets are full of busy figures.

The young men worked hard to push the available building materials into the city by carts, and the technicians in charge of planning and erecting took the blueprints and pointed around.

Everyone transports the only remaining grain to the wagon and deposits it in a unified manner for easy access.

This is the most difficult time. Everyone is as busy as ants on a hot pot, scrambling to contribute to the city.

The whole town is full of positivity.

The hard sweat dripped on his vigorous cheeks, and he was thriving.

At this moment, the cold sunshine has become the first dawn of hope.

Residents who survived the war believed that they would be thriving if they got rid of exploitation and regained their freedom.

Everything will be fine, the little niece of His Royal Highness Feline, and the current Princess will lead them to prosperity and prosperity on their behalf.

Hope the goddess has bloomed a charming smile to them.

"Old Gus, are you in good health? 3

"Haha, it's still tough, it won't be a problem to survive until the day when your Royal Highness establishes the country!

"Oh? Hahaha! Then I can't lose to you, come on, old Gus, don't go to Jianguo, only me...

The two gray-haired old men on the temples were holding two small stools, holding white gas hot tea in their hands, looking at the young people working under the blazing sun, their faces were full of emotion.

Ordinary city reconstruction, the same location, at different times, the contrast is so amazing, oral expression is far from the shock of seeing it in person.

The silver-haired girl dressed in a luxurious suspender dress and a polite white dress stopped in place.

The fragrant shoulders are exposed, and the long silver hair is tied into a shawl-side ponytail with a black ribbon. The clothes and images that are incompatible with the ragged people are like being outside this realistic picture.

She stopped here quietly, the white top hat decorated with golden silk butterflies concealed the face of the silver-haired girl, and the luxurious long skirt and rare hair color were very eye-catching.

"His Royal Highness." Xun, in a formal dress, followed behind, and the parasol he was holding leaned toward her.

This golden butterfly dress is exactly the clothes that Miss Tina chose for Bai Ji because of her growth.

Even after such a long period of time, the high-quality materials are still fresh and clean.

"Why bring us here?" Bai Ji said slowly as he stared at the rising town.

"Destruction is rebirth, and the setting sun is both the end of the day and the beginning of the next day." Xun seemed to be muttering to herself, "Is it necessary to speak so philosophically?" Bai Ji muttered softly.

"Eh eh? Isn't this the leader of the blood family? Are you here to inspect? You have been really hard these two days." The two old men holding tea and talking and laughing noticed the eye-catching Qi and Bai Ji. .

Xun shook his head slightly to signal that the two elderly people don't need to care about them, just do it by themselves.

The need to work on the scene Most of the young Asian cats also noticed Xun not far away, smiled kindly at her, and bowed slightly to show respect. Today, the residents of this small town hardly know that the blood race is assisting them in border defense.

People rely on food as their heaven, and the Fuxing Society, which has done nothing in this regard, naturally did not grasp the hearts of its own people. At this time, the existence of direct members of the royal family became particularly important.

In less than three days, the members of the Fuxing Society from all over the world and the local people formed a ball of discus.

Although I don't know what the future will be like, that child may be more capable than I thought.