Chapter 2575 The Witch of the Duke of Rose (122)

An enemy has climbed to such a high position.

Then she just blows the wind to the duke, does he still have a life?

If he is not destined to die, then he will take everyone to die.

Maybe he couldn't kill the Duke, but the little witch must pay for him.

When the old king heard his words, his eyes were distorted by ecstasy.

He said: "Knowing a squad dedicated to witches, in the middle of the Hall of Judgment tomorrow, is the line of the squad. As long as the witches go up, no matter how powerful the cover can reveal the witch's mark."

People across the continent hate witches.

The witch has done too many sensational bad things.

The cornerstone of the existence of the Church of Light is to destroy the witch and gain great prestige, and will stand on the side of Xia when fighting against the royal family.

As long as everyone knows, Xia West's wife is a witch.

Then he has only two choices.

"Either, the righteousness will kill the ones you love the most. Or, protect the witch and bear the consequences of his ruin."

No matter which, in fact, for the old king, it is too light.

But it’s better than nothing.

The old king couldn't help but laugh.

Gloomy laughter, very scary.

Two old men who are eager to revenge, in the dark cell, have a plan to let the Duke lose his name.

And Bai Weiwei here.

I heard a familiar tone.

[Raider time: one hundred years. 】

Bai Weiwei and the system: "..."

A long time for the Raiders.

What is the difference between this and time to be determined? There are still some, at least not forever.

Bai Weiwei felt that she was a crow.

Raiders time longer than a lifetime.

Fortunately, she said to the system: "There is a time for the Raiders, which means that the feelings are full, I can leave directly."

This does not mean that I must stay for a hundred years.

The system quickly checked the information and determined that there was no hint, express, or failure.

He said with a sigh of relief: "Well, no problem, I want to leave this time."

After listening to Bai Weiwei, his mood was relaxed.

When the time is right, give Xia a few good faces.

When you have a good feeling, go straight home.

A hundred years of consumption, what should she do as an old woman.

Xia, wearing formal aristocratic clothes, walked slowly with her scepter.

He thought about the information from the cell just now, and his eyes were dangerous.

A maddening dark emotion came in his eyes.

But just a few clowns.

But... seems to be able to use it.

Xia looked up and saw the little witch sitting at the window reading a book and drinking afternoon tea.

The lazy cat that was brought back from the dragon's nest still lingered at her feet.

The little witch lazily held her hand on her cheek, her expression was quiet and lovely.

The darkness in his eyes disappeared, and he walked straight, and naturally reached out and grabbed her chair on one knee.

Then the whole person leaned forward and a rose appeared on the finger.

"This is nourished by magic, and eternal life does not fade."

Bai Weiwei looked at him sideways. The teenager wore beautiful and gorgeous aristocratic costumes. The power of the power of the scepter was inlaid with magic ruby, and he was thrown aside.

His rich purple scorpion is a gentle and harmless smile.

All over the body, only the red scarf around the neck, some awkward.

But this is not ugly in his suffocating beauty.

Bai Weiwei calmly took his rose and said politely: "Thank you."

Xia carefully converges on her own arrogance and anxiety, maintaining a gentle mask of her friends.

"Don't say thank you to me, are we not friends?"

Bai Weiwei smiled. "Well."

Xia friends are satisfied with the smile, that is, the tail behind them wants to pop up again.

I really want to eat her.

His patience seems to be a bit less.

What's the last thing, good night?

(End of this chapter)