Throne of Shadows

The clattering crystals dripped down to the ground like a line, smashing to pieces.Ai Wei'er curled up, biting the tip of her tail with her cherry lips, like a little daughter-in-law who has been wronged and can't vent.

"What a good thing you did!" Pushing Dongchen as if complaining but helplessly, Christina hugged Annie resentfully and leaned over.

Dongchen snorted in embarrassment, glanced secretly and said nothing, only knowing that the little fairy who kept crying, didn't know what to do.

The atmosphere in the room is getting weirder and weirder.

"Shameless and filthy human beings! You have defiled my holiness, and you will be punished." Sobbing softly, Dong Chen turned his head dryly with a smile: "Just now you asked me if I love you, why did you suddenly... ..."

"You still ask!" The blurry almond eyes were swollen like peaches, Ai Wei'er looked at Dong Chen and wished he could eat him raw.

Dongchen's embarrassing expression was swept away by the eyes of resentment, and he no longer felt guilty: "Little fairy, let me tell you, the reason why today's things have developed like this is all because of you. You Who is to blame? I can’t blame me. If you want to blame, blame you for being full and blocking your uncle’s way.”

"You...you..." Staring dumbfounded at the bastard in front of him, Ai Weier wailed and threw out her slap, but just as she was halfway through the slap, she was slapped back to the corner of the bed by Dong Chen.

"They hit me, I admit it, because I made a mistake. But what are you?" Standing up without any pity, Dongchen looked down at the little fairy lying on the corner of the bed, Dongchen's only bit of guilt turned into fly ash.

"You, you, I'll fight with you." Turning her head with blood on the corner of her mouth, Ai Wei'er touched the red and hot blood marks on her face, and rushed over with bared teeth and claws.

Violence appeared in his eyes, and Dong Chen's clenched fist was held by a pair of slender hands.

"Don't." Shaking her head lightly, protecting the little fox behind her, Christina didn't care about blocking her breath.From the flash of fierce light in Dongchen's eyes, she saw Qianzang's murderous intent.

Christina clearly understands that if this little fool who doesn't know what to do continues to make trouble, Dongchen will really kill her.

"Brother, don't hit my sister, okay?"

Shui Lingling's big eyes pleaded, and extinguished the ignited anger.

Holding Annie pitifully, Dongchen glared at Ai Wei'er angrily: "Remember, you are a maid at best. You have no place to get angry here. If you are angry, you can hold it back, and if you have complaints, you can bury it for me." on."

Crying and sitting back on the corner of the bed, Ai Weier, who had lost contact with Kara for a short time because of her broken body, twisted her fingers angrily and aggrieved, and kicked wildly with her little feet.

But before the joy came out, Christina, who suddenly remembered something, blushed and glared at Dongchen: "What time is it, the master? Haven't invited Master and the others in yet."

His eyes froze, thinking of the two guys who were still drinking outside, Dongchen opened the car door nervously, the midday sun was shining, and a striking bald head dazzled his eyes.

"Solved?" Outside the open car door, there was a smile on his face, his head brightened.

Dongchen rolled his eyes, pushed the irritating monk in, and greeted Begopod brilliantly, but no one paid him any attention.

Turning around with a gray nose, just in time to see three girls looking at him, the little angel giggled, her face was flushed, and her big watery eyes were brimming with joy.Christina blinked teasingly, with a teasing look on her face.Even Ai Wei'er snorted softly and raised her head in relief.

"Who did I mess with me?"

"Nan Wufu Bodhisattva, karma retribution, retribution is not good, my Buddhahood will not deceive me."

"You are envious, jealous, and hateful! I'm too lazy to have the same knowledge as you, a poor monk who can't eat grapes and insists that grapes are sour.

Back to the bed with comfort in his heart, with a hard face and forced a seat, Dongchen said softly: "I'm hungry."

"Brother, I...I'm not feeling well, you...you can get something to eat yourself."

After finishing speaking with a blushing face, Annie, who was afraid to see others, turned around and buried her head in Christina's arms.Dongchen looked at the little angel's smooth pink back, and clutched his stomach speechlessly: "Christina, I..."

"I'm not feeling well either." The green cat's eyes gleamed teasingly, Christina pursed her lips, giggled, shrugged her shoulders, and Dong Chen was completely dumbfounded.

Depressedly looking around for a week, his eyes finally fell on Ai Weier, who was crying and laughing, but still dare not make a sound. Dong Chen finally found the outlet bucket: "You, what are you looking at? Cook for me."

"I, no, I will." Li Hua's rainy pretty face was sneering, her neat white teeth shining brightly.

Dong Chen clenched his fists and glared at Ai Wei'er viciously, but was defeated by the eyes of the three women, turned his head like a discouraged ball, glanced sideways at the blind monk who was silently chanting sutras, and then He turned his head and looked at the scientific monster who was smoking in the cab, which he couldn't provoke for the time being.Sighing helplessly, she turned her gaze to the dining table: "How about rice?"

It is impossible for a living person to be suffocated by urine. Just as Dongchen was thinking hard about the meal plan, the orc camp outside had already opened fire.

The wide and thick alpha alloy knife was inserted by his side, and he raised his hand to brush away the obstructing braids. Longa stared at the dilapidated suspension vehicle painted with blood-dropping roses in the distance, and viciously bit the bloodshot Sand Wolf steak, feeling very sad. Strange: "Why hasn't Ai Weier done anything yet?"

Chewing the bloody piece of meat, the more Longa thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

"Could it be that Ai Wei'er failed?" The wolf platoon biting the remaining half stopped in the air. Just when Longa was thinking about whether to use other methods to solve the bones gnawed by Dongchen and his group, a black streak appeared in the sky. Shadow caught his attention.

Looking intently, taking a long breath, Longa's figure disappeared without a trace, leaving only half a wolf row with teeth marks.

Pieces of blood fell from the sky, and were scattered in the wind in the blink of an eye.

Longa's figure flickered several times, and finally jumped up high before the black shadow fell, and caught it in midair.

Sombra has a pair of black wings and is a Harpy warrior.His whole body was covered with blood, and he turned over carefully. The fatal wound was on his lower back, which was a huge cut mark.

Gently pawing both sides of the wound, Longa couldn't help but gasped.As a strong man who used the alpha alloy knife to the limit and had the name of a sword master, what he saw in his eyes was not a wound, but a light, a knife light that disappeared in a flash.

"So fast!"

The bottom-up slashed across, the flesh and blood neatly not even rolled over, how fast is this speed?

Thinking about the duel with Dongchen that day, Longa shook his head. Dongchen's speed was as fast as possible, but he couldn't reach this level of sharpness.

This scar must have been cut with a thin blade.Very thin, very thin!

"Who hurt you?"

Puchi spurted out a mouthful of dirty blood, and the Harpy, who hadn't spoken since then, stiffened, his eyes widened angrily, and he seemed to want to say something with his half-opened mouth...

"Witch doctor, call the witch doctor!"

The harpy's hand that was holding on to Longa suddenly tightened before the team that had run far away reached it, and it slumped down, unable to close his eyes until he died.

"Fake!"

The death of the harpy once again cast a shadow over the orc team who were already worried.

Walking back slowly with heavy steps, watching the leftover meat, no one has any motivation.

The silent atmosphere gradually became oppressive.

Longa, who was caressing the blade, raised his eyes: "I can't wait any longer! Send an order, assemble. Let's go and bring Ai Weier back."