Crossing the Continent in the Eighteenth Century

() Near the afternoon, we arrived at the Constantine Square.

Constantine Square is famous for its large number of beautiful statues and steles, but it was destroyed after the Fourth Crusade.Later, the Mongols came, and they played a guest role in the demolition office of the world, demolishing it from the east to the west.Some of the works of art that survived the disaster in the square were used as stone materials as defense tools.

Hundreds of years have passed, the Mongols have retreated to the desert, and the Constantine Memorial Column, which symbolizes the great achievements of Emperor Constantine, stands on this garden-shaped square.

The reflection of the memorial column under the sun rotates slowly like a pointer, faithfully recording the time that this ancient empire has passed step by step.The green grass and lush forests replace the vicissitudes of statues and steles around, and as the owner of this city, people in the city often come here to enjoy the cool and take a walk after dusk.

Because it takes some time to do some things, I told Frederick and Hans, who were staring straight-eyed, that they could get out of the car and look at the square at will.

Strolling on the tree-lined avenue, looking across the huge square, among the twos and threes sitting or walking, a girl holding a parasol and constantly poking a tree pole attracted my attention.

I saw that she was wearing a small top hat to hide her black hair, and the twisted and folded goose down was floating behind her head. The light lace dress and a suit with a sweet atmosphere, in the Against the backdrop of the large expanse of green grassland behind the boulevard, under the reflection of soft light, it constitutes a beautiful picture, which is extremely charming... Of course, if you don’t look at the parasol in her hand that is used as a spear, it is indeed such a picture thing.

"Whizzing!!"

"Wow!~"

Shocking black shadows flickering and flickering, it is a girl who can make a parasol look like a spear without a teacher, and I can feel her whole body from several meters away. Should I call her a unique martial arts genius?

"I made an appointment, but I can't see anyone from left to right. You scoundrel with no credibility! Devil, scum to hell! Damn bastard! Smelly scoundrel! How dare you lie to Miss Ben! I poke, I poke, I poke!! poke! ! I'll stab you to death!"

Lady breath is gone...

The bastard's spirit is coming...

There is a cold snap...

I opened my mouth, do I want to call her?

Forget it, I was afraid that the parasol would turn into an iron boot and fly towards my face at the speed of a six-pound cannon after I opened my mouth. I dare not compare myself to Wang Chongyang.

Quietly, I went around to the bottom of the Constantine Memorial Column three meters away from the back of the girl, and I sat down, and the swearing words from the girl's small mouth kept coming to my ears.

"Asshole, I can't take it anymore!!...I want to go home!!!..."

"Oh, God! I've waited so long, I can't just give up like this! He must come! I promise if I show up in front of my eyes in the next second, I promise to forgive him for a little bit! Bastard, hateful Scoundrel, show up quickly!"

"Arrogance! Shameless!! Scoundrel, scoundrel!! Scoundrel!!! [Red] Naked scoundrel! The devil who should be thrown into the Middle Ages and let the priests throw it to the cross for trial!! I hate you to death!!!"

The girl is a very well-educated aristocratic girl, which can be seen from her poor abusive vocabulary.After all, it’s all the same, and with that sweet and tender voice, how should I put it, it’s kind of cute and soft.It seems that listening to the girl scolding in her voice a few meters away is also a good choice for an afternoon.

But I quickly dismissed this idea. I saw Hans and Frederick walking towards this side. They found this very conspicuous girl from the crowd and saw me sitting quietly behind. , Judging from the way they whispered to each other, it is estimated that they are hesitating whether to approach this girl with an extremely lethal weapon with bare hands.

But before the two of them came over, an accident happened. At this moment, the girl turned her head, and the parasol, which turned into a spear and poked around, came to an abrupt stop.

Just a glance, eyes full of surprise.The girl who keeps her back to me is beautiful, but not as beautiful as Wendir.The beauty of a big beauty is the mature beauty and charm of a mature woman. Without the watering of time, she cannot cultivate all kinds of amorous feelings that rippling in her frowns and smiles, while the beauty of a young girl is the kind of youthful, naive Pure and beautiful, her face is white and tender, although it is bright and colorful, it has a bit of childishness, and the youthful aura unique to girls in this period is clearly revealed.

But this amazement only lasted for a moment, well, it disappeared after I smiled on my own initiative.

The girl's eyes widened, filled with horror!Of course, besides the panic, there are many things hiding behind those eyes, embarrassment, embarrassment, grief and anger, a vivid expression of seeing a ghost, and then, I saw her small mouth slightly opened, as if she was about to exclaim at any time He made a sound, but in the next second, his face turned pale.After another swipe, there was a blush, the change was so fast, the expression was so rich, and after another second, the panic value must have exploded, and she opened her mouth with a shocking cry, comparable to a lion's roar, and like a dry cry of heaven and earth falling apart. Roaring "Ah~~~"

My brain was hit hard by this, and I closed my eyes subconsciously. When I opened my eyes again, I found that the whole audience was held by her, but hundreds of real eyes were all focused on my face after a split second. superior!

That look... Doubt.. Hostility... and eagerness to try...

I rely on.. I am not a hooligan!

So, what should others do in this situation?

I don't know, anyway, I subconsciously got up and wanted to catch her and take her out of here!

Guess what?

That parasol is the Roman version of the domestic Lingling lacquer that will kill you three thousand. Not only can it turn into a murderous spear, but it can also turn into a six-pound cannon and shoot out shells in a blink of an eye! !

I almost spit out my urine, it's nothing!Luckily, I saw a black shadow go by and whoosh, and the parasol hit the Column of Constantine.

Do you think this is over?

After the girl on the opposite side threw out the parasol, she actually made a move that left me dumbfounded after I took a step forward!She lifted the corner of her skirt and swiped the ground like a rabbit, and escaped several meters!

Is she leaving?

of course not!If so, great!Immediately after she seemed to realize why she wanted to escape, she froze!A pretty face turned around with immense embarrassment, and glanced at me, the deep remembrance in the eyes made my chest tremble, and the more thrilling thing was behind, guess what?

She just sat on the ground with a "woo" and choked up without moving!

The eyes caught by her series of actions all returned to me!

"...I..." I pointed at me.

"This..." I pointed to her.

"She..." I pointed to myself again.

Forget it...it's impossible to argue..