Chapter: 430
"I'm going, what am I thinking about!"
...
He restrained his thoughts, picked up the black rot flower powder belonging to the realm of death, and sprinkled it on the candle, in exchange for a smell similar to the formalin in his previous life.
Immediately afterwards, he dripped the "Full Moon Essential Oil", the family member of the night, on it.
In the sound of zizz, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and there was an invisible and subtle feeling surging.
Klein took a step back and whispered in ancient Hermes, "I!"
Then, he switched to Hermetic: "I call in my name;"
"A spirit wandering in emptiness, a creature from the upper world driven by people, a messenger that belongs exclusively to Daly Simone."
Woo!
The sound of the wind stirred up the sound of weeping, and the dim yellow candlelight was instantly stained with a faint blue color.
Under its light, almost transparent ripples appeared on the wall behind the desk, and a strange face with no eyebrows, no eyes, no nose and only a mouth stood out.
It opened its lips wide, sticking out a long, bright red tongue, inlaid with irregular fangs one after another. In addition, there are five thin fingers growing on the top of the tongue, which are constantly stretching and pinching. , which appears to be waiting to be delivered.
This is Daly's "messenger"? Compared with Mr. Azik's, it's like a child... No, this can't accurately describe the gap between the two sides, well, one is an adult giant, and the other is a human baby... I don't know if it's that magical thing. The reason for the item is Mr. Azik�s very powerful relationship... I have to adjust my perception of him, maybe he is a high-sequence powerhouse...
Oops, I forgot, I should ask Ms. Daly in the letter, what are the names of Sequence 4 and Sequence 3 of the "Sleepless" pathway, Mr. Azik most likely belongs to this sequence, of course, he may not It was promoted by potions, um, maybe by the chromosomes inherited from the ancestors... I will ask next time, the messenger is waiting...
Klein stared at it seriously, put the folded paper into the courier's "hand", and watched it grasp it firmly.
brush!
The courier withdrew his tongue and swallowed the letter, and the transparent, weird, wriggling face shrank into the wall and disappeared.
I have to say that the means of magic are cool and convenient, but they cannot be popularized... Klein looked at the normal candlelight, shook his head, and ended the ceremony.
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Monday morning, Backlund, Queens.
In a hidden corner of the municipal garden donated by Duke Negan, Hugh Dilcha with messy and rough blond hair and Fors Wall with a lazy temperament looked at the contacts in front of them stupidly, and for a moment they didn't know what language to use. greeting.
Just past meter 5, the short and delicate Xio stared at the big golden retriever dog wagging its tail and sticking out its tongue, adjusted his apprentice knight uniform, and said after deliberation, "Are you the messenger sent by Miss Audrey?"
"Oh my Goddess, why should I ask a dog so seriously..."
Forsi held the slender cigarette between her fingers, and said with a hey: "Maybe it's a magical creature?"
"I've never seen such a dog-like magical creature..." Xio responded quite seriously.
Susie sat down, closed her mouth, and pointed to her abdomen with her paw.
Inside the long, bushy golden hair is a small leather bag.
Xio glanced left and right, making sure no one was paying attention, hurriedly stepped closer, bent down and unwrapped the small bag.
Fors glanced curiously, and her expression suddenly became strange: "It's made of crocodile skin, and it has the style of the fashion designer Mr. Sides... She actually uses this kind of bag for business..."
"...In other words, it's expensive?" Xio held up the small leather bag. JrNovels.com
...
He restrained his thoughts, picked up the black rot flower powder belonging to the realm of death, and sprinkled it on the candle, in exchange for a smell similar to the formalin in his previous life.
Immediately afterwards, he dripped the "Full Moon Essential Oil", the family member of the night, on it.
In the sound of zizz, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and there was an invisible and subtle feeling surging.
Klein took a step back and whispered in ancient Hermes, "I!"
Then, he switched to Hermetic: "I call in my name;"
"A spirit wandering in emptiness, a creature from the upper world driven by people, a messenger that belongs exclusively to Daly Simone."
Woo!
The sound of the wind stirred up the sound of weeping, and the dim yellow candlelight was instantly stained with a faint blue color.
Under its light, almost transparent ripples appeared on the wall behind the desk, and a strange face with no eyebrows, no eyes, no nose and only a mouth stood out.
It opened its lips wide, sticking out a long, bright red tongue, inlaid with irregular fangs one after another. In addition, there are five thin fingers growing on the top of the tongue, which are constantly stretching and pinching. , which appears to be waiting to be delivered.
This is Daly's "messenger"? Compared with Mr. Azik's, it's like a child... No, this can't accurately describe the gap between the two sides, well, one is an adult giant, and the other is a human baby... I don't know if it's that magical thing. The reason for the item is Mr. Azik�s very powerful relationship... I have to adjust my perception of him, maybe he is a high-sequence powerhouse...
Oops, I forgot, I should ask Ms. Daly in the letter, what are the names of Sequence 4 and Sequence 3 of the "Sleepless" pathway, Mr. Azik most likely belongs to this sequence, of course, he may not It was promoted by potions, um, maybe by the chromosomes inherited from the ancestors... I will ask next time, the messenger is waiting...
Klein stared at it seriously, put the folded paper into the courier's "hand", and watched it grasp it firmly.
brush!
The courier withdrew his tongue and swallowed the letter, and the transparent, weird, wriggling face shrank into the wall and disappeared.
I have to say that the means of magic are cool and convenient, but they cannot be popularized... Klein looked at the normal candlelight, shook his head, and ended the ceremony.
����
Monday morning, Backlund, Queens.
In a hidden corner of the municipal garden donated by Duke Negan, Hugh Dilcha with messy and rough blond hair and Fors Wall with a lazy temperament looked at the contacts in front of them stupidly, and for a moment they didn't know what language to use. greeting.
Just past meter 5, the short and delicate Xio stared at the big golden retriever dog wagging its tail and sticking out its tongue, adjusted his apprentice knight uniform, and said after deliberation, "Are you the messenger sent by Miss Audrey?"
"Oh my Goddess, why should I ask a dog so seriously..."
Forsi held the slender cigarette between her fingers, and said with a hey: "Maybe it's a magical creature?"
"I've never seen such a dog-like magical creature..." Xio responded quite seriously.
Susie sat down, closed her mouth, and pointed to her abdomen with her paw.
Inside the long, bushy golden hair is a small leather bag.
Xio glanced left and right, making sure no one was paying attention, hurriedly stepped closer, bent down and unwrapped the small bag.
Fors glanced curiously, and her expression suddenly became strange: "It's made of crocodile skin, and it has the style of the fashion designer Mr. Sides... She actually uses this kind of bag for business..."
"...In other words, it's expensive?" Xio held up the small leather bag. JrNovels.com
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