Chapter 2577 The Witch of the Duke of Rose (124)

In the middle of the night, the square has been opened.

Civilians, nobles, magicians, people from all walks of life are crowded with squares.

After all, I can see the coronation ceremony of the Duke of Rose, just like the New Year.

Not to mention the sin of the former old king who sinned.

In the middle of the square, the members of the former royal family were chained, and the old king took the lead.

Everyone is resentful, and I can’t wait to smother these guys with spit.

Almost evil spirits have come to the world.

If it weren’t for the Duke of Rose, they would all die.

The sinner was pulled into the hall, the door was open, and everyone could see the situation.

Everyone shivered in the middle of the hall.

The great elders of the Rose family came out and began to read the crimes of the former royal family.

Finally announced that all members were hanged.

Everyone is applauding.

The old king looked up and looked at the people who were screaming in the square.

His old face was smashed, the empire was out of balance, and it was not that this generation died.

They are all Xia, they are all promoted by him.

He wants Xia to regret, and asks him to suffer a ruin and lose the pain of his lover.

When the old king saw the crowd, the Eastern Bishop hid him in the cold and then nodded to indicate that the time was just right.

The old king laughed heartily. "You are a group of narrow and low-lying people. Xia West is a hungry wolf. You will regret it if you support him."

After that, the old king yelled: "You can't die in your hands, death is coming, I sacrifice with my soul."

After that, a terrible evil light descended from the sky.

The light exudes a rotten taste, and it will surely die.

The people in the square were flustered.

Just ran away.

A golden light descended from the sky, wrapped up all the scattered darkness, and sent directly into the middle of the hall, hitting all the former royal members.

When it is black, it will rot and turn into a black ash.

The darkness was crushed by the golden magical light, forming a terrible and narrow cage, turning the old king into a vanity.

The darkness and golden light dissipated.

The rose flower begins to bloom.

In the square, the superb magical vitality made all the flowers bloom.

Everyone smelled a musky smell and felt that the body was getting better.

"It is the Duke."

In a word, everyone is screaming loudly.

"Our king, our god."

The words of a word of worship rang in the entire square.

At the end of the rose flower, the horse-drawn carriage of the Rose family came in a row.

All cars stopped at the entrance to the main hall.

In the middle of the silver car, open the door, Xia came straight out.

The teenager in the sun is more beautiful than any color flower. He slowly lifts his head and looks at the square casually.

Everyone worships him very much.

Xia Ya no expression, he looked back at the carriage, the moment of the side, gentle overflow.

Then he stretched out his white fingertips and gently slammed it on the door, then snorted and said softly: "Don't be nervous, it's a little scene."

The girl in the carriage was silent, and he hesitated to put his hand in his palm.

Xia smiled softly and pulled her out.

Everyone looked at the strong and cold, such as the legendary sacred task of the Grand Duke, so carefully guarded a girl.

The girl's skirt is a red rose, the color is light and beautiful, and the face is pure and beautiful.

Standing with the Duke, not inferior.

Xia holds her hand and stands side by side with her.

(End of this chapter)