Otherworldly Time Thieves

Chapter 1111 Sleeping Enalia (1)
Dialaro walked back to the throne and sat down, tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest. The black shadow under the mask made it impossible to understand what his expression was.

Filiz didn't dare to breathe, so he could only lower his head and wait for Dialaro.

After a long time, Dialaro said: "Well, my birthday will be three days later, but during these three days, these prisoners can't be idle, let's arrange a gladiatorial fight for them every day! I think the people of Simbalo would be happy to watch it!"

"Yes, Your Majesty! Your will is what I respect!" Fritz accepted the order and agreed.

"Okay, you all go down!" Dialaro waved his hand.

"Farewell, Your Majesty!" Feliz and the ten sky lords exited the hall one by one, and whispered along the way: "Those aliens will be in trouble now. After three consecutive days of wrestling, I don't know when the time will come." How many people are left?"

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After everyone had left, Dialaro got up and left the throne, and went to the study room behind the main hall. After gently pulling out a book from a row of bookshelves, the bookshelf retreated to the side slowly, revealing a Secret door.

Dialaro put his hand on the door, and after injecting a magic power, the door was also opened. He walked in, walked through the long corridor, and came to a resplendent and golden room.

This room is dotted with countless huge gemstones and magic crystals, and the light that emanates illuminates the entire room completely. In the middle of the room is a huge bed.

If Lao Zhu were here, he would probably be so excited that he would jump up on the spot, because the person lying on this bed turned out to be the long-lost Enalia.

She closed her eyes just like this, lying peacefully on the big bed, with her legs slightly crossed, her hands gently placed on both sides, a gorgeous blood elf robe was worn on her body, and her long black hair was like clouds It is usually spread on the white sheets, making her look like a sleeping goddess, holy and noble.

Dialaro seemed to be afraid of disturbing the goddess's deep sleep. After entering the room, he walked lightly, walked to the front and back of the bed, and stared at the sleeping Enalia obsessively for a long time, looking at her hair, watching her Looking at her eyelashes, her nose, and her cherry lips, it seemed that she wanted to imprint Enalia's face firmly in her mind, and she didn't speak for a long time.

After a long time, Dialaro took off his gloves, revealing a pair of pale hands, caressing Enalia's face, sniffing her hair, and murmured: "Enalia, you really It's so beautiful... But why can't you wake up?"

Enalia still closed her eyes, breathing slightly, the frequency is still so stable...

Dialaro also seems to know that his shouting is useless. It is estimated that this situation has happened many times. He continued to talk to himself: "Do you know? A prisoner came from the human world today... He seems to be Where is your former lover! I don't know if you will be happy or sad when you hear the news?"

(End of this chapter)