Chapter 2473 The Witch of the Duke of Rose (15)

Xia: No, I can't sell it. I sold it to the patrol team, and the skin care stuff is full. Even the poor people have the habit of buying it.

So if she has no special channels.

Just relying on the streets to sell things.

Not only can't sell it.

May be caught in the big prison.

And the cell to a girl is the existence of hell.

The little witch said to herself, and she said with full anger. "Then I am going to make a potion. You should go to the sun first, and tell me the story when I finish it."

I am afraid that vegetative people are bored.

She used her patience and thoughtfulness to ensure that he was served to obey the post.

The plane to live to death than the rest.

In addition to being a babysitter, this plane is a paradise.

Xia is sitting in a chair, very quiet.

In his previous sight, the little witch was always seen.

However, after changing her position, she could only see the sunlight outside the window.

He didn't feel anything at first.

After all, I can still hear the footsteps of the little witch running around.

There is also the sound of material destruction.

Occasionally I can see the corner of her dilapidated robes.

So I still feel lively.

But this kind of voice slowly disappeared.

First the footsteps disappeared.

The little witch should sit at the table and try to make a beautiful water that can't be sold with a lame way.

So don't walk anymore.

However, the sound of making potions slowly stopped.

There is no sound.

The empty room, the voice of one person is missing.

It turned out to be so quiet.

Xia is sitting indifferently, as if she doesn't care.

He used to be alone in a ridiculous place for a year without feeling.

A ridiculous place, except for occasional storms.

Basically there are no creatures, no sound.

That place is driving a lot of people crazy.

He feels good.

He never likes to be lively, the little witch has no sound better.

He likes to be quiet.

The sun is gradually disappearing, and it is dark.

The house did not light the candle.

The black room is even colder.

Shouldn't the little witch come over and give him a chair?

After all, there is no sun drying.

Moreover, she saved money and knew that the oil lamp was dark.

Never afraid of the black, the quiet duke of the Duke of Rose looked at the window coldly.

Nothing will happen.

After all, it’s not that the potion was poisoned.

With this in mind, Xia's eyelashes suddenly shook, and then his eyes returned to strength.

Lazy and loose eyelids, finally a little bit up.

The gray-purple dawn of the cockroach was soaked in a stunning light at the moment.

Clear and cold, replaced the dead air.

The long eyelashes, like the butterfly wings, are lifted up.

The strength of the dragon is still with his strength, and it is pouring.

But he digested some, at least the eyes were powerful and pneumatic.

Xia Yali tried to transfer the eyeballs and found that the head did not turn and the line of sight was limited.

Only see the corner of the dilapidated table.

There is no figure of a little witch.

Xia's delicate face was too sharp, and there was a slight change in expression.

This is not easy for him.

Every time you move, you are extracting your own limited magic.

His lips were difficult to squint and his fingers moved.

Like temptation, he suppresses the power of the dragon and uses some of his own power.

It hurts and invades his bones.

Let his muscles tremble a little.

Xiaya slowly breathed, and the slight sweat came from his forehead.

His honey-colored hair sticks to his forehead, and his white face has a few tired blushes.

(End of this chapter)