Chapter 154, drink a cup

Tyres was sluggish for ten seconds.

Shadow Shield.

He heard Gilbert describe the name.

It appeared in the tragedy of the Scarlet Year with the name of the Sariton family.

The direct murderer of the constellation of the comet's royal family.

He remembered the small sarcophagi in the revival palace, the tomb of the comet, from the eldest son of Midi, to Horace, to the twin princes of Bancroft and Heyman.

And the smallest princess, Constance Comet.

But the Shadow Shield - Tyres looked incredibly at Pfeiffer - assassinated me?

how come……

His thoughts were quickly interrupted.

"enough."

The voice of King Noon sounded in the hall.

"As long as I am still sitting in the Palace of the Spirit for a day," the king was sullen, and he fell on Pfeiffer: "I will not allow the assassination of this despicable thing to happen in my territory."

“Hey,” said Peffert, smirking, biting a word from his teeth: “The tyrant.”

King Nunn narrowed his eyes and looked at the enemy who could not fight back.

"It’s all over," Pei Feite twitched his mouth and looked cold. "I will be under the prison and watch how your family is destroyed!"

"Let it!"

King Nunn gently squeezed his fist and silenced for a few seconds.

His eyes raised complex emotions.

Finally, King Nunn closed his eyes and breathed a breath out of his nose.

"The duel is not over yet, but I can give you a chance," the old king opened his eyes and faintly opened under the gaze of everyone:

"Now I open my mouth to admit defeat, and then fully confess my crimes, confessing to you and Lombard's plot."

"You can still earn your own life."

Pefitel slammed it all at once.

what.

what?

"But the rest of your life will be spent in jail... Your brother will inherit the city, and Pfeiffer still rules the land."

"In addition to you, you will not be punished if you take care of the city," the old king looked sharp: "How."

The people in the hall are all in one.

Pefitt looked at the king with a sullen look.

"I killed your last son." He was quite awkward.

"Yes," King Noon glanced. "You killed my son."

Pefitt looked at the king's eyes and gradually changed.

Taylors saw the struggle and pain.

I saw the young Dagong bowed his head and was short of breath.

Tyres thought about the choice given by the king. At this time, Puttier gently said in his ear: "If he promises, if the future city of Zhai Zhao still wants to firmly rule, it must not Walton is an enemy."

Taylors nodded.

Next to Nilai Lai snorted.

After a few seconds, Pefitt slowly raised his head, his sad face, showing a bitter smile: "Really?"

"Yeah," King Noon said faintly: "As long as you say that word, you can continue to breathe the air of the North."

The hall was silent for a moment.

But not long after, Pfeiffer lying on the ground put away a smile.

His face is like ice, his eyes are like iron, his expression seems to cover the cold snow that the millennium can't open.

The young grandfather looked directly at the eyes of the king.

Pefitt gnashed his teeth, but uttered another word:

"no way."

Tyres shook his head.

"This is Northland," Nie Lai whispered behind Thales: "It is a shame to be forgiven by the enemy."

King Nunn sighed.

But he immediately raised his head and revealed a gentle smile to Pefitte:

"Good boy."

The old king smiled intricately.

Suddenly, Pefitt slammed his left leg and slammed his body from the ground, slamming into the King of Nuen!

The one who greeted him was the gentle step of the old king, who was in the middle of the calf.

"Hey!" Peifit lost his balance again and fell to the ground with his face down.

Pefitte issued the last unwillingness.

King Nunn shook his head slowly.

He stood up, slammed Pefitte's back, and then explored his hands, clinging to Pefit's head and lifting him to the place where the four grand princes could see.

The four grandfathers of Olsiu, Tluedida, Ronnie, and Lecco all looked intently, staring at their kings.

The next moment, Exeter's co-lifting king, Nunn Walton VII, used his old but heroic voice to make a loud noise:

"Oh!"

The snoring echoed in the hall.

King Nunn was angry and vigorously pulled out the next sentence:

"This is the enemy of Walton!"

Peffert's face was clear and clear, revealing a relief-like smile.

In the inhalation of many people, the king of the old country twisted his hands.

"Oh!"

The crisp neck bones broke into the ears of Taylors.

"Plop!" Pefitt fell to the ground.

But this time, his head was facing up and staring at the ceiling.

King Nunn sat down on the ground and stared blankly at the enemy's body.

No one is talking.

In the hall, only the wind and snow outside the window and the brazier in the hall exploded, and the uneven breathing sounds of the crowd were mixed.

Dead silence lasted for a few seconds.

Until the light and moving vibrato came from the other side of the hall:

"death……"

"It’s just a long-lost return home."

The Holm's main sacrifice in the Temple of the Moon is faint.

She re-folded her arms and sank her body. The eyes on the veil slowly closed:

"The winners and losers have been divided."

"Sacred duel."

"Yu Yu ended."

When the voice fell, the main sacrifice of the Temple of the Moon turned and left.

The red witch smiled and turned to follow her.

In the hall, many people finally exhaled.

ended.

Lord Milke waved his hand, and the servants and guards quickly caught up. The doctors and healers who had been on standby for a long time rushed to King Noon and wrapped the wound on his chest and face.

The king’s ministers and the four grand princes left the place where they watched, and they were in different moods.

"I was wrong, this duel can't be blown for a year," Marquis Slyes sighed. "Enough I have been blowing for a lifetime."

Nie Lai took a cold look at him and walked off the field to start the White Blade Guard.

"A complicated day, Dear Sir," Slys helped the hat and politely bowed to Thales: "I am sorry, I have to go back and estimate the loss of business we may suffer in the city." More than the rewards given by Nunn."

Taylor shrugged and watched the Commas leave.

"It’s a full day," Tyres turned and whispered: "We have to talk, Puttier - about the Shadow Shield."

More than that, he still has many things, including many doubts, to ask the well-informed deputy.

"I agree." Puttier nodded cautiously and dignifiedly.

Just at this time.

"You four!" The old king's old voice came from far away: "Do you have any opinions on this duel?"

King Nunn raised his head and looked through the crowd, setting it on the four grand princes.

The hall was quiet again, and everyone looked at the four grand princes.

Dagongs have different looks, but Taylors feels the dignity and vigilance under their faces.

After all, a colleague has just died here.

"No," answered the king's, is the cold-blooded Ronnie, only listened to him gently: "This is a sacred duel, legitimate revenge, fairness, justice - Pefitt also confessed his crimes ""

Tluedida still smiled, and Oller did not say a word. Lecco looked away and did not recognize his expression.

King Nunn stared at the long hair of the Grand Duke for a few seconds and suddenly laughed.

"Nothing is strange," King Nunn said with a smile: "Your dissatisfaction has been around for a long time, right?"

Taylors suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the hall began to get nervous again.

Until the next sentence of King Nunn.

"Don't worry anymore." King Nunn slowly sighed: "I will send a letter to the crow tomorrow, and I will be honored to die in the duel of the city, and the city will be inherited by this brother's brother. He should have been waiting for a long time." It is."

The big men are a little glimpse.

"The next time the king is selected, the Walton family has no hope," the old king bowed down. "We don't have enough prestige and enough orthodox candidates."

Ole's big brow wrinkles: "Your Majesty..."

"But at least," King Nunn kept talking and interrupted Olsiu. "Before I die, I can do the last thing for the family and for the Dragon City."

He looked up and his eyes were filled with chills.

The big men have a glimpse.

"For example?" Olsius asked his most cautious attitude and asked softly.

King Nunn smiled.

"Hiccup," the old king said softly: "It will soon be New Year, and after the spring of next year, I will recruit the army of Longyan City."

I heard the coolness of Taylors here!

No way?

The four grand lords also breathed a stagnation.

"Stars?" Ole's face was stunned by Tyres, and he was shocked.

Fortunately, the next words of King Nunn let the prince of the stars exhale.

"Do not."

"I want to go to the black sand collar," I saw the King of Nuen sitting in the middle of the hall, under the care of the doctor, gestured easily to pat the thigh:

"Go and see my dear nephew - Chaman Rumba."

The grandfather frowned.

Also including Taylors.

"I miss him," the old king's eyes showed: "Think of it."

The princes of the ruins of the black sands and the Grand Duchy of Trudeda were frowning.

"But I don't like to be alone, I don't want to go alone," King Noon looked sharply at the four grand princes: "How do you say?"

The four great men did not speak.

Until the king's second sentence.

"After ‘visiting’ over him, let’s discuss the matter of choosing the king again?” The old king’s words are profoundly authentic.

The four grandfathers looked at each other and this time they made a decision quickly.

"The martial arts will go all out to respond, we will always stand on the side of the king." The bald Lecco sighed first.

Ole's grandfather nodded solemnly: "Weilan has no opinion, we will also send reinforcements."

"This is a legitimate revenge, giving a warning to those who are secretly plotting," said Ronnie's grandmother: "Praying for the city is willing to send troops to support."

"Since all of you have said this, if you rebuild the tower and don't send troops again," Tluedida said with annoyance: "Don't I even go out of the city?"

Of course - I heard the Thales belly here: the king took the lead and helped you to eliminate a competitor, why not?

King Nunn looked at them and laughed loudly.

At this time, Ole Xiu Dagong couldn't help but say: "How about the black sand?"

"Let Chaman's son inherit the position of the Grand Duke?"

King Nunn stopped laughing and shook his head slightly.

"I have a personal selection. It is definitely a good candidate for Dagong." He stretched his right arm that had just been bandaged: "Caslan Lumba... Chaman's uncle, my former guard captain."

Taylors glanced at the sturdy old uncle in the heroic pub.

"I heard that he has no interest in power and hates his family." Ronnie said faintly.

"Yeah," King Noon whispered softly: "But it can't be him."

A few big public glimpses.

"Okay!" The old king pushed the doctor aside and stood up happily, screaming loudly: "Everyone goes up!"

“The banquet is still open!” King Nunn looked around the audience and laughed: “Don’t lose interest!”

The four grandfathers looked at each other and, in the different expressions, they left.

Members of the king's pre-election meeting also left.

Taylors noticed that when the other people turned around, the smile of the old king disappeared into his face.

"You also leave!" King Noon shook his head and said to his white-bladed guard: "It’s good to be outside the hall..."

Nuen VII sighed and grabbed the barrel and sat down on the steps of the battle. He looked down: "I am sitting here alone."

Niely looked at Melk and nodded.

Taylors glanced at Putility, and the two were careful, as the crowd left.

It is long enough tonight.

It is also full.

At this time, the voice of King Nunn came again:

"Thales! My dear guest!"

Tyres slammed.

The people who have not left in the hall look at the Prince of Stars.

In particular, a few big public, such as Leko Grand Duke who is thoughtful.

"Why don't you stay here?" King Nunn patted the steps around him, looking calmly: "I have to thank you very much - let's have a drink together?"

Tyres opened his mouth and stared at the king.

Just kidding.

After I offended a bunch of grand princes, you cut off the neck of a big man, after you forced other big men to send troops with you...

Want me to "drink a drink with you"?

What I am going to do now should be to disappear quickly, keep a low profile, and when the time is up, go back to China immediately!

Pulling hatred can't be pulled like this!

He turned his head and looked at Putilley, who shook his head slightly.

"It’s a privilege to drink with you...but I’m only seven years old,” said Tyres, turning to look at King Nunn, politely and slyly: “And it’s very tired...”

however.

"The seven years old shit!"

King Nunn interrupted him with dissatisfaction and raised his glass against the second prince:

"When I was brought to my father for the first time, I was only five years old. As a king of the future, how can I not drink?"

Tyres looked worried and was ready to find an excuse.

"Or, do you want to reject the invitation of King Exeter?" King Nunn showed a playful look: "Even you, like the guy lying on the ground, look down on a king who is not much time?" ”

The atmosphere in the hall has once again become weird.

The heartbeat of Tyres suddenly accelerated.

He had to bow his head and sigh.

Then turned around and took a step.

In Putila's worries, Nielai's frown, Sly's smile, and the strange eyes of the four great men.

The second prince of the stars pulled his expression and turned against the crowd to the king of Nunn.

It’s very difficult to say that it’s a good one, like a toothpaste – Xiao Huangwen is really hard to write.

On the 18th exam, these days, concentrate on reviewing, free time code.

(End of this chapter)