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Chapter 351 Gionee's Silence and Bin Rachel's Friendship.
Now, in the messy palace hall, there are two people frowning anxiously. One is naturally Joni-Zodas who has been faintly "convinced" by punk, and the other... is Bin Rachel.
You don’t have to think about punk. Bin Rachel’s entanglement must be because of his "Notre Dame's Disease" again. But this fat old man still has his own selfishness. Now he is entangled in whether to stop punk’s mad plan!
To be on the safe side, Punk decided to remind Bin Rachel... and at the same time help Gioni make up his mind.
"Regardless of whether you agree or not, but everything has happened, even if you are unwilling to accept us, we can't turn back time. No matter what the outcome is, we have no choice. You need to regain the tarnished glory, and I need to earn Take important exchange points, at least for now, we take what we need..."
When I said this, the first half of punk was said by watching Gioni, and when he said "we need to earn important exchange points", punk's gaze shifted to Bin Rachel.
Of course Ben Rachel understood what punk was secretly reminding, and he also saw the solemn warning in punk's eyes. Up to this point, the fat old man seemed a little unwilling to do so, but in the end, he saw the punk in his eyes. After obliterating the intent, Bin Rachel, who had been pondering for a long time, chose to smash it, smash it, and didn't say much.
The meeting that started in silence ended in silence, and the whole person became much quieter. Gioni was the first to stand up and leave without saying a word. Until the end, Gioni did not express his consent. Punk's plan, but his silent acquiescence is enough to prove the paladin's attitude.
Punk was followed by punk. He had to observe the spread of the gray bone virus. Before the war came, punk needed these terrible biological and chemical weapons to be under his control.
And Bin Rachel... At this time, Bin Rachel no longer had the cynical and unremarkable smile on his face.
"Sai'an, do you really know what you are doing"?
As he passed by bin Rachel, Punk heard the very serious, husky tone of the fat old man.
"Of course I know what I am doing, but do you know what you are doing"?
Looking at Bin Rachel coldly, Punk turned and left without stopping.
Different ways are not conspiring. Punk has seen through bin Rachel, a sentimental and self-contradictory mage from the beginning. Cooperation in the task is just forced by helplessness. The day of parting ways will come sooner or later. Now, , Punk only hopes that bin Rachel can continue to back down until...the end of this increasingly tricky dragon slaying mission!
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The sun in the Howth Mountains is not shining, and the golden luster sprinkled on the ground did not bring the warmth that matched it. Under the whistling north wind, the sand and gravel of the ruins of the palace rose into the sky with blood-red ice slag. , If no one told, who knew that the crystal clear "ruby ice crystals" flying in the air were actually made of hot blood and ice just now?
There were mutilated corpses among the broken walls, but many of the servants, servants, and the king’s guards hid far from the ruins and did not dare to approach, while the demented old king sitting on the throne was still drooling. His eyes were dull and godless, it seemed that the nominally supreme ruler of the Maple Leaf Kingdom didn't know what had happened... Seeing this, Bin Rachel couldn't help but shook his head:
"Hey, it's a sad country..."
Turning around quietly, Bin Rachel was also about to leave.
But... Just when Bin Rachel took his steps, a crisp and tender childish voice stopped Bin Rachel's steps.
"Grandpa, have you seen Uncle Zordas?"
I saw a little girl wearing a white gauze dress and two dexterous braids squeezed out of the servants who were still watching from afar, and a beautiful little girl with finely carved jade was standing in this gray ruin. The stone is as beautiful and dazzling as an angel who has fallen into the mortal world. In those amber eyes, there is no disgusting and disgusting to the filthy ground, and some are just the innocence and playfulness that belong to children.
The little girl who had just squeezed out of the crowd saw the old king who was still sitting on the throne unattended, watching the cold wind mixed with red ice crystals ruthlessly staining the old king’s white beard, anxious little girl Ignoring the folds of my gorgeous dress, I hurriedly stopped Rachel who was about to turn around and leave.
"Where did Uncle Zordas go? Grandpa King's cold is not healed. Mr. Doctor said he can't be blown by the wind. Hurry up and send someone to send Grandpa King back to the invader."
Okay, it looks like the little girl should be treating Bin Rachel as a servant.
Seeing such a delicate and beautiful little girl running over, Ben Rachel hurriedly smoothed the broken ice on the ground with the hands of the mage. At the same time, it only took a tenth of a second for Ben Ra to have a sad look just now. Knot changed into an amiable and kind face:
"Come on, be careful, let me guess, you must be the little princess Livace."
"Hey~~Does the grandfather know me? I am really famous, and Aunt Leiro didn't lie to me."
Seeing Bin Rachel just waved his hand, the originally uneven ground turned into a smooth floor. The ten-year-old little princess looked very surprised. Of course, she did not forget the old king who was still in the cold.
"Grandpa, are you a magician? Hurry up and take Grandpa King to a warm place, okay".
I have to admit that if selling cuteness is also a kind of power, the cuteness level of the little princess Livaqi is absolutely legendary. Facing the white and tender face and tightly pursed lips, Ben Rachel has almost nothing. The power of resistance, washed by the little princess's sweet voice, bin Rachel found that the haze he had accumulated during the conversation with punk had been swept away unknowingly.
"Okay"!
Ben Rachel in a good mood squatted down and touched the little princess' head with a smile.
"But Grandpa King seems to be asleep, how about we send Grandpa King to the warm palace together, so that when Grandpa King wakes up, we can see our lovely little princess Livagie".
"It's great, talk counts"!
The happy little jumped in place, and the little princess stretched out her index finger to bin Rachel happily.
"Aunt Leiro said that if two people put their fingertips on top of each other is proof of being friends, then let's be friends now."
In the quiet palace waste, a ray of bright sunlight penetrated the clouds and haze, and a little bit of brilliance fell like rain on the silhouettes of the old and the young in the ruins of the palace. There was no entanglement and negotiation, no unnecessary conspiracy, a copy. Not hindered by age and strength, there is no filthy and dirty, pure little friendship was born as simple as that.
End of this Chapter
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