Kingdom’s Bloodline

Chapter 487 looks good

"Excited?"

Nob slowly pushed away Gomez, who tried to stop him.

"Don't get me wrong."

"If it is not necessary, we are not willing to deal with you, who is indifferent and selfish, different from the cold-blooded sissy of ordinary people."

The wing of the legend is slightly swaying.

And Nob is crying coldly:

"In any case, you have made the blade camps smoldering and angering everyone. They have offended the officials and aristocrats who are both central and western, and have made our work a mess, and the tribal balance in the desert has been conflated. The group paste...not the first day."

The wing of the legend listened quietly, motionless.

Taylor's gaze continually hops back and forth between Nob and the Wings of Legends, feeling that the contradiction between them has been around for a long time.

Nobton paused, pointing slowly to the smoking blade camp, and then pointing to the body of the drill.

"But this time?"

"This time is different."

Nob’s voice is low:

"Do you know how much the value of the solder is, know how much he is related to?"

"Do you know how much Lord Hansen valued this matter and know what this mission means to us?"

"Do you know that this is the case of the kingdom that you have personally asked, and let the secret ‘must do your best?’

Nob jerked back and looked straight at the wings of the legend:

"Do you know how much we have paid, and we are welcoming this opportunity in this West End?"

The wing of the legend blinks slightly.

"eighteen years."

Speaking of this, Nob seems to think of something, he is silent for a moment, breathing faster.

"It's different from your **** knight, Williams."

"I and my people, we were punished by the Lord for a mistake in the **** year, degraded and deported to the West..."

"From now on, the horns and the birds are not smashed, and they are dealing with countless scum criminals..."

His eyes are complicated and his eyes are:

"It’s been eighteen years."

Tyres looked at him.

Roman is still elegant and unmoved.

Gomez behind him sighed:

"Nobu..."

But Nob simply ignored him, just staring at the wings of the legend of indifference:

"Eighteen years, hey, groggy, no future, no hope, no day in the first place, can only look at the wind and the day, the boys are downcast, slowly grow old, you understand this What kind of torture is it?"

Tyres listened to his words and moved his heart.

Oh, groggy.

No future, no hope.

Dean, Douro, the Royal Guard, the Sword of Disaster, and even the Orc Emirates...

And now...

It is Nob of the Secret.

It seems that this land has given everyone a reason to be unwilling to be quiet and take risks.

Blades Camp, West Wild, Great Desert.

What is this place?

Nob pointed to the smoke camp in the distance and looked at Taylors again:

"Finally, after 18 years, it’s not easy... The prince will return to the country after this, and the West will reshuffle again, and he will take the opportunity to do something..."

He took a deep breath and seemed to be trying to suppress himself:

"Our group of forgotten people were remembered again."

"I once again had the conditions and reasons to ask the Lord for such a turn-around machine: dig out the brazier, dig out the shadow shield, and dig out the running dogs."

Nob looked at the dead body with no head:

"You know, as the only hope we have for more than a decade, how important is this action for us who are far from the center of the kingdom and who are obsessed with the sight of the Lord and His Majesty?"

Nob's face was blue and red. He pointed to the body of the drill and could not find other suitable words:

"Eighteen years, and you are like this, so he ‘processed’?”

"Take the only opportunity to turn over in our 18 years... deal with it?"

Nob gnaws the tooth:

"This is not acceptable."

But Romain just looked at Nob on the side and seemed interested.

"So?"

Nob forwards one step:

"So get them back, Williams."

Nob is staring at the farther and farther people in the distance:

"Put back those who let go - whether it's a sword of disaster or someone else - we may still find some clues to save this defeat."

" Make a contribution and reverse the situation."

"Reversing... our future."

Tyre’s heart sank: Nob seems to have made up his mind to recover those who fled.

"Otherwise?"

The wing of legends sneered.

Nob's eyes are red and his chest is ups and downs.

"Otherwise, the wings of the legend."

He looked at Roman, and the tone became more and more hazy:

"Don't forget, everything about you, your title, your army, your territory, everything you have is given to you by your Majesty and the kingdom."

The wing of the legend is slightly frowning.

Gomez behind Nob’s eyes!

Just listen to Nob cold and cold:

"Your royal family is standing army. The so-called deserted Stardust Guards, their supplies, equipment, horses, military resources, personnel, including the bladed camps where they are stationed, are all underarms."

"And he can take it back at any time, letting you change back to the West Wilderness who has nothing to do."

Tyres feels wrong about what it is pre-emptive:

Oops, he is here...

But he has no time to do anything, only to see Nob’s teeth, the words:

"And you know, how can this be achieved?"

That moment, the eyes of the legendary wing are changed!

"Nobu!"

Gomez interrupted his boss and took a deep breath, ready to stop him:

"Nobu, enough, let's go back..."

But the wing of legend has once again spoken:

"I said, ‘Let him speak.’”

Romane stared at Gomez coldly, and the meaning in his eyes scared the latter:

"Which word do you understand?"

His words seemed to ignite the oil drum.

I saw Nob’s eyes cold and slammed Gomez’s hand:

"Breaching the king's order, destroying the important tasks, burying foreign enemies, sheltering sin, privately committing crimes, raising shackles, raising their own hands, confusing them, murdering their peers, privately opening the bones of the bones, murdering the blood of the kingdom, endangering the interests of the stars..."

Nob's way, letting Taylor's heart scream.

"This is what you did today."

His unusual moves alerted the cavalry and the secrets of the outside, and they all cast a suspicious look.

But the wing of legend did not interrupt him.

The cavalry of his majesty also continued to maintain a confrontational situation.

Nob sneered aloud:

"As for the past 18 years, you and your scum have done the bad things: extortion, bribery, torture, ill-treatment, looting, indiscriminate killing, self-fertilization, full of pockets, and even black hands on the battlefield, murder Aristocrats..."

Nob died in the wings of the legend, and every time he said a word, Gomez’s face was a change:

"We have long been tired of rubbing your butt."

what?

These crimes...

The more you listen to Tyres, the more you are scared.

Just listen to Nob's cold and icy:

"In 18 years, every piece of evidence we collected, every crime, is enough to make the Fuxing Palace angered by the Baron of the Blades, so that the aristocrats who hate you for a long time are ecstatic, let the kingdom scorn you. Speaking and letting you lose your name..."

"And all of the above, we will work with you all the dirty things in the past few years, the original book, the word is not leaked, and the truthful return to the Yuqian meeting, to His Majesty and Lord Hansen."

There is a hint of madness in Nob’s eyes:

"Until to bear the pressure of many parties, he has to decide: deprive you of everything."

"From the title to the army."

"From territory to fame."

The expression of the legendary wing becomes ugly.

The same ugly expression is also Taylors.

Not good.

What Nobu does is no different from what he just did.

If you can do it yourself, then Nob...

That little white face...

Tyres looked at Romane palely, looking at the other side's handsome face.

"Now, Baron adults."

Nob took a deep breath and the tone sank, as if he had put his anger back into his chest for a moment:

"We can make up for it all together."

Nob died in the wings of the legend, as if to dig a piece of meat from his handsome face.

"Or together with the same: you lost the title, I lost my future, we are rotten in the blade camp, rotten in this bottomless abyss that eats no bones."

He is low and low:

"Time is limited, choose to be with you."

The voice fell and the scene returned to peace.

But the hearts of the people in the audience are far from being quiet.

Damn it.

This is the only thought of the troublesome Thales.

Time passed a few seconds, but Taylors felt like it was a long time.

"Mr. Nob, Baron Williams, in fact, I am very tired now, these messy things..." He pretended to be impatient and wondered how to deal with the situation.

But before he finished speaking, the Wings of Legends interrupted him again.

"It’s weird."

Romane whispered, meaning:

“Why do everyone today think so.”

“Is I qualified to threaten me?”

Tyres’ expression changed.

I saw the legendary wing slowly stepping forward:

"The secret, you have seen Morat."

Nob narrowed his eyes.

Tyres is also slightly strange:

Morat?

The shape of the black prophet emerged in his mind.

What is it about him?

The legendary wing smiles lightly:

"You know, the old man in black robes, why have you been holding a cane?"

Nob frowned.

"Because he used to say something similar to me."

Similar words?

The voice of the legendary wing is very weak, very calm, not even louder than the wind.

But before Taylors and Nob reacted, the wings of the legendary hand flashed in white light!

The next second, with a muffled sound, Nob fell heavily on the ground!

"amount--"

What followed was his painful boring.

Gomez, who reacted, was going to pull out the knife, but I don’t know when the long shot was in the hands of Roman, just a white shadow, Gomez flew out!

Tyres was shocked!

"but me!"

The sound of the legendary wing is suddenly high!

"I was like this now..."

His eyes were like ice, and he walked coldly toward Nob on the ground.

The next moment, in front of everyone, the wings of the legend did not hesitate to raise their legs.

Romanh ended his words coldly:

"Interrupted his leg."

A crisp sound sounded.

"Ah--"

Nob holds his right leg and screams out!

The people around have seen this scene, and everyone in the secret department is consciously rushing!

"grown ups!"

However, the subordinates of Romance also responded quickly. They were scabbarded and their bowstrings were tight, and people who forced the secrets.

The stunned Tyles looked at this amazing scene and couldn’t figure it out.

Why is he...

Nob’s screams turned into embarrassment.

He crawled on the ground, trying to stay away from Roman, and the painful sorrow continued.

The wing of the legend snorted, and it seemed that he was still not happy. He licked the white pistol in his hand and walked to Nob.

"Roman, no!"

The responding Taylors quickly opened his mouth:

"Too many people are watching!"

The footsteps of the legendary wing stagnate, he jerked back!

Look straight at Taylors.

The cold warning inside, the words left by the prince were stuck in his mouth.

The legendary wing snorted

He turned back to Nob on the ground, and the white pistol in his hand slowly tightened and turned back into a short shot.

"Now, the secret."

The wings of the legendary wings stretched out and pulled the collar of Nobu!

"I want your original books, all the words, all the things I have said today, including everything you have broken legs, all **** 'true returns' to Morat the scorpion. Old hairy!"

“‘Realistic reward’ is given to the king of the dog who is surnamed with a comet and a crown in the High Throne!”

Tyres was shocked!

Old hairy, dog hybrid...

What he just said is...

Romance's tone is about freezing the surrounding sand:

"Yes, I not only killed your target, but also let go of your suspects."

"I have also jeopardized your interests and undermined your plans."

The wing of the legend jerked back, pointing a short shot at Tells!

The prince was shocked.

"I even wounded the people you sent to monitor me, and threatened to kill the heirs of the kingdom."

The legendary wing is terrible:

"And I don't care what you think."

I don't care... what do you think.

Tyres was shocked.

Nob tightly gritted his teeth and seemed to understand the situation.

The wing of legends clasps Nob, literally:

"Because this **** is me, the blade, the tooth, the camp, the ground!"

The wing of legends unleashed Nob, and turned back to get Gomez up and back to the ground!

"And as always, I see them are not pleasing to the eye!"

Romance groaned as if burning in anger.

The surrounding secrets are a commotion!

Until one of the cavalry slammed, one of them was drawn back to the team.

The Wings of Legends slowly stood up and looked at Nob and Gomez, who groaned and painful coughing on the ground:

"The next time, they will send you an idiot like this, like an ignorant little boy, arrogantly taking the king and the secret, and threatening me with my blade camp..."

Ignorant little boy...

Take the blade of the camp to threaten...

Taylors only felt a cold back.

"Next time, if they want to take my territory again... go play a political game of balancing power..."

The legendary wing is a cold:

"Just wait for me to go to the Fuxing Palace to find them."

Having said that, Roman suddenly looked back at Taylors.

The young man was a guilty conscience and could not help but take a step back.

"And if they are upset, if they have something..."

The wings of the legend are full of killing:

"Just pick my title, take back my army, take my territory..."

"With the **** comet's **** hand..."

"Call me!"

The legendary wing snarls.

Dog fart star...

Tyles swallowed his throat subconsciously.

Damn it.

He stared blankly at the wings of the legendary legend:

he……

Really are……

Is the vassal directly under the royal family?

What can he rely on for such arrogance and arrogance?

Roman turned back and stared at Nobu, who was breathing on the ground:

"And Kessel and Morat, if they don't plant, if they don't dare."

This moment of Romanism is full of pressure, and every word of hiss seems to be cut from the air with a blade:

"Let them give me a good squat, clamping the tail and the egg..."

"Continue to hide behind the throne and the curtain..."

"When they are the cowards of their nephews!"

Tyres was shocked. He looked at the murderous Roman, unable to believe his eyes.

he……

His attitude towards the Iron King...

I just...

How did you succeed in "convincing" Roman?

Nob gasped and reluctantly pressed Gomez, who was going to get up again.

He squinted and seemed unbelievable.

"Listen, secret."

The wing of the legend is cold, and the white rifle is inserted back.

"If you have missed even one word."

"One, one, word."

Romance's tone is no longer cold, but the content is still sharp:

"I will go to the kingdom in person and put the remaining legs of Morat..."

"Interrupted together."

After that, he waited for the people on the ground to respond and turned to face his subordinates:

"The whole army is ready!"

"Ready to leave!"

In the response of hundreds of cavalry as if they were in the mountains, the legendary wing stepped on the saddle and roared and ordered:

"The horses of these people are now ours - thanks to the support of the Kingdom Secrets!"

Nob and Gomez’s expression changed again.

In the panic of the Peruvians, the cavalry did not hesitate to go forward and rudely took their mounts.

On the way, I laid down several people who wanted to resist.

Tyles squinted and looked at the horse in a complex mood, surrounded by a circle, and asked Romance who gave orders.

"Sorry," the boy slowly approached, showing a friendly smile to a wolf-inspired Nob:

"The baron today... probably..."

"in bad mood."

Speaking of this, Tyres is in a deep mood.

Nob painfully gasped and leaned against Gomez's shoulder.

"Thank you for your words, Your Highness."

"Just... sorry to let you see this scene," Nob tried to endure the pain, staring at the wings of the legend:

"In the country, the rule of the royal family is not smooth."

Tyres smirked and smiled.

But he did not wait for a response, and there was a rush of horseshoes behind him!

Nob's face changed:

"His Royal Highness-"

Tyres turned back subconsciously, only to see the white light flashing in front of him!

The next second, the prince has already left his legs!

Disappeared in front of Nob and Gomez.

Nob looked at the prince who was far away, thoughtful.

I don't know when all the cavalry were moving and the horseshoes rolled.

Gomez looked at the plundering horse in surprise and turned around.

"You know Williams's temper, Nob," the slightly fat man held Nobu, quite anxious:

“Why do you still have to do this in front of him?”

"why?"

Nob, who was frowning to check his leg injury, snorted.

"because……"

Nob snorted:

"Because I am not in front of him."

Gomez:

"what?"

"Who is still in that..."

Nob did not answer him, just staring at the tales that gradually disappeared into sight:

"Can you feel it, Gomez?"

He looked up and looked at the sky.

"The wind has changed."

Gomez looked at the desert as always, and it was inexplicable.

wind direction?

In the fog of Gomez, Nob’s eyes flashed in the light:

"We are leaving here and returning to the kingdom."

"The real is coming."

In the distance, Tyres felt the tremor of the bottom of his ass.

Just, he was inexplicably in shock, he almost called for the sin of the prison river until he found out...

My own vision left the ground, and the scenes on both sides did not retreat.

Is he on the ... horse?

And I am holding it...

"This is --" Taylors looked up.

"Don't move! Hold tight!"

This time, hearing his voice, Taylors subconsciously retreated!

But he was swayed by the galloping white horse and almost let go.

Fortunately, the other hand came from the side in time and held him.

In the wind, a legendary wing with a slap in the head is loud on his head:

"What are you shaking? Have you ever been riding a horse?"

Tyres is a stiff.

He suddenly found himself sitting on the side of his feet, on the side of his butt, sitting side by side in a very uncomfortable position, sitting...

The arms of the legendary wing.

Still holding his waist.

it is good……

awkward.

Well, it’s not that I haven’t been riding a horse.

Just didn't ride...you.

Sitting in the other's arms, Tells remembered the performance of the legendary wing, and tried to hold his body and squeeze out a smile:

"No... I am just... that, I can ride horses myself..."

Roman did not wait for him to answer:

"I try to be as smooth as possible."

The next moment, Romans slightly retracted the reins and made a few whistle that Tyres couldn't understand. The other hand patted the white horse's neck a few times. The white horse magically slowed down and stabilized.

Tyres had to laugh and bow his head, pretending to be interested in the clothing of the legendary wing.

Scorpio.

he and……

With a guy who just threatened to kill the Fuxing Palace...

Take a ride together?

and so……

Taylors saw that there were countless cavalry in front of them and on both sides of Mercedes-Benz. They rode them together in the middle and set off the smoke.

This made him even more embarrassed.

I can only think of something else.

It is very strange that although the wing of the legend seems to be murderous (even killing people), his body under the light armor is somewhat thin.

And the smell in his arms is still...

Very good smell?

The team suddenly turned.

Feeling the endless bumps and the unstoppable soreness, in the face of the smoke coming from the face, Taylors had to reach out and cover his mouth and nose.

At this time, a hand was stretched out.

"Nappy towel," the horseshoe is rolling, Romance loudly:

"dust-proof."

Tyres stunned, and he took the face towel in Romance's hand and found that Roman also covered his face.

But his pair of amber scorpions still have God.

Tyres sighed and tied the towel.

After the face towel, Tyres took a deep breath and felt a lot better:

"You are not afraid of threats."

"You are not afraid of the secret, not afraid of the king."

The wing of the legend behind him moved slightly.

The white horse was a bump, and Tyres couldn’t take care of it, keeping his balance on the waist.

But he still asks:

"Then you just... why would you promise me?"

Roman did not answer.

At the time when Teres thought the conversation failed.

"Maybe because..."

Immediately, Romans snorted, bowed his head and looked straight at Taylors.

His amber eyes showed a complex look.

Romanh reached out and pulled the face towel on the face of Thales a little:

"You look better?"

Taylors stunned.

A second later, I felt that the oysters of the oysters unnaturally bowed their heads and tried to hide their faces in the arms of each other.

Fortunately...

The face towel hides his face very well.

The mount under the buttocks was a big bump, and it scared Teres more tightly.

"Where are we going?"

This time, Roman did not answer him.

Instead, the legendary wing straightens up and pulls out the white pike behind him, letting it grow longer.

"Sign a signal to Felicia and Frank!"

Roman's voice suddenly increased, only to listen to him roaring:

"All staff, ready to accelerate!"

Before the reaction of Taylors, there was a wave of responses on the horses before and after:

"Call!"

The roar of the legendary wing goes straight up to nine:

"We - killing the camp!"

His voice seemed to have a tremorous force, penetrating the horseshoes and reaching everyone's ears.

Even Tyres couldn't help but feel the blood.

"Call!"

The cavalry responded again in unison, with the desire to eagerly try.

Soon, the cavalry team began to accelerate, and the more intense wind and sand blew Taylors had to close his eyes and leaned against Roman's arms.

Damn it!

The dull sound of the horseshoe hitting the sand is getting louder and louder and more and more crisp.

The sound of the legendary wing is still clear and shocking:

"Our camp!"

At a faster and faster pace, the cavalry have drawn their swords and responded madly:

"Call!"

Horseshoes, sand, roar, bumps, countless voices mixed together, listening to the heart of Tyres jumped.

Is he crazy?

Take me, actually still have to fight?

The white pike was turned in the hands of the legendary wing and went straight ahead:

"No matter who you meet, whether it's humans, hybrids, wilderness or **** bloodstained lizards!"

"As long as you see the Stardust Battle Flag, you are still unwilling to disarm..."

In the ear, the sound of the legendary wing is getting colder, with unprecedented sharpness and anger.

The next second, the wing of the legend has a white lance!

He uttered an orc language that had horrified Tyles:

"赛——尔——里-凯!"

A white horse prance, shocked Tyres almost let go!

He closed his eyes and held the waist of Romane, only to hear the fanatic and savage noise of the soldiers:

"Saier! Xaar!"

"Serrik!"

Tyres listened to the buzz of these ups and downs, coming and going, and the heartbeat and blood gradually calmed down.

An unprecedented fatigue hit.

so tired.

"Saier, Xaar -"

In the endless bumps and tsunami screams, Taylors only feels that the eyelids are getting heavier and heavier and lighter.

Everything in the ear seems to be separated by a layer of water, no longer stimulating his nerves.

The next second, Taylor closed his eyes and his arms were loose.

He seems to fall into the water.

But a powerful arm with a reins came from the front ring.

Before the young man fell into the saddle, he hugged him tightly.

"Serrikai -"

In the tsunami of the mountains, the sly Taylor seems to realize what.

But before he reacted...

The boy fell in the arms of the legendary wing...

Drowsiness passed.

On the last day of January, no matter what is left in your hand, the monthly ticket is recommended to be rewarded.

(End of this chapter)