Chapter 2510 The Witch of the Duke of Rose (55)

It is an important confidant of the Archbishop, so many things will tell him to do it.

Xia pointed at the page of the little witch.

Silently gazing for a long time, only gently licking the eyelids, deep purple glare has a soft feeling.

The Bright Church is his.

So he is actually killing her mother and the murderer of her lover.

However, the little witch did not think so much, and did not even know the relationship between the Duke of Rose and the church.

So there has never been a story of the Rose family in her mouth.

This room does not have a trace of information collected for revenge.

Even the information of the church, except for the book that the baron brought bright magic, did not exist.

When I saw that the little witch was revenge, she was not prepared at all, and she was attacked with impulsiveness.

Later, she found the resurrection potion.

It is also the drug of the legendary witch slave.

The wrong divination brought him back and fed him the precious potion.

This incident that led to this series of oolong acquaintances will happen.

The resurrection potion of the witch slave is not banned by a slave.

If the witch is so wasting these precious potions.

I will definitely be laughed at.

The little witch still has no ban, as if she knew that she was not a slave but a lover.

All doubts are solved.

Xia’s fingertips suddenly showed a golden light spot.

The light spots appear on the paper floating in the air.

The information was eroded a little.

Eventually turned into countless spots, all the information is broken in the air.

It becomes a golden powder and disappears when it is blown by the wind.

The skeleton of the baron was taken back.

Even if it is a crime, it is still a distant house of the Rose family.

So after the death, the body was taken back and placed in the lower level of the Rose Family Cemetery.

The little witch thought he was in the mass grave, and did not realize that he was looking for the wrong place.

Also, no one is a nobleman, there is no aristocratic cemetery, and there is a concept of a private cemetery.

The average person is dead, possibly because of poverty or crime.

Will be thrown into the mass grave.

The witch is obviously also thrown into the class of people in the funeral.

The little witch will run to find the funeral post.

Xia Ya looked at the information all disappeared, he slowly relieved

At this moment, he knew that his muscles were stiff.

That boy is exactly the opposite of his character.

Also, the little witch, can walk to the black all the way, obviously so different can recognize the mistake to the present.

Maybe... she didn't dare to admit that she had mistaken the wrong person.

Xia Ya quietly stood in the same place, silently has a cold and extreme pressure.

Beautiful teenager, with a delicate face and no flaws.

Such as the masterpiece of God.

He silently silenced for a while before turning to go to the room.

The single bed was still so narrow, and the little witch fell asleep with her quilt.

Lovely sleeping face, a few traces of red marks, added a touch of glamour.

It is also a witch who can only hide in the corner of the darkness, otherwise it is beautiful.

If it is a noble child.

At this moment, it is also a beautiful color.

After all, the emperor is the so-called first beauty or something, and it is not worthy to give her shoes.

Xia slowly took off her shoes, squeezing hard and squeezing her into her arms.

Her body was too small and fragile, pressed against her chest, and there was no weight at all.

Xia will hold the warm girl quietly.

He dropped his throat and appeared sleepy.

(End of this chapter)