League of Legends Millennium Warlord

In the afternoon, Burnham returned to the fortress conference hall and saw Leander sitting on the ground at the gate and the male attendant standing beside him.

"Look who's sitting on the ground, why do I look familiar? Cromwell, who is he?"

Cromwell stood upright and explained with a serious face.

"Back to the master, he is General Leander who is stationed in Vazuan, but now he has resigned from his post."

Suddenly realized and nodded, Burnham changed his face under Leander's sullen expression, and reprimanded him with hatred.

"Look at what you are now? I don't remember Noxus' iron chain belt is to gather fat for you, and the good Noxus expat governor should not have to run back?

Stupid, do you know how much your father paid to get you this job? When you come back this time, even I can't help you, the people of the Myrdalda family have been coveting it for a long time. "

Naturally knowing that his father, Edwin, was just because he fawned on Marshal Burnham and successfully backed the towering tree of the Darkwill family, so that the Maume family could become a member of the Noxian nobles, and quickly stood up. Leander showed the respect of the junior at the right time, bending over and looking ashamed.

"Lord Burnham, mainly because I encountered some things on Vazuan's side this time. I have explained the specific content to you in the letter. In order to avoid conflicts with the Emerald Leader, I had to resign and leave. My family and my family are not important, the important thing is the empire, if there is a rift between the Emerald Territory and the empire because of me, then I really become the sinner of the empire."

Hearing this, Burnham's expression softened slightly and he waved his hand.

"Come in and talk, Cromwell, and bring him a cup of tea."

"Yes."

Leander's male attendant was naturally not qualified to enter the parliament hall and could only wait outside.

The three walked into the parliamentary hall, and the two took their seats at the long table of the parliament. Burnham was on the main seat, and Leander was on the bottom right. Cromwell took out a special tea set from the Nanmu tea cabinet for two. People are placed on the table.

Thanks to the tea culture from Eastern Ionia, the nobles of Noxus also have a healthy eating habit. The original tea set of Noxus adheres to the heavy and chilling style of Noxus. the beauty of Ionian porcelain,

Although it has the meaning of tyranny, the Noxians don't care whether others will despise them for having an axe on the porcelain cup that decapitates the head.

In the case of being despised, the big deal is to chop it back with a real axe.

Burnham asked while Cromwell was making tea.

"You said in your letter that the Emerald Collar also wanted to intervene in Vazuan's affairs?"

"Yes, the leader of the Emerald Collar is named 'Milton', and the rank is Colonel of the Emerald Leadership System. I don't know who he is, but he has the Demon-faced Lord token in his hand, which is absolutely genuine.

This is also the reason why I chose to back down. I could only quit to avoid the caravan alliance from continuing to create dissatisfaction. This is also true. After I quit, the Shurima people also realized the problem and did not continue to investigate the problem of the Jade Leader's murder.

However, the Emerald Collar has also gained an inch because of this, and also wants to establish a force belonging to the Emerald Collar in Vazuan. Now Shurima and the other six countries have not made a statement, and I am afraid they are also looking at what we mean, Lord Burnham, no I know what you mean by..."

Burnham took a sip from the teacup, snorted and said nothing.

The smell of green tea is not disgusting, I can swallow it for a while. The tea in my hand is just like my brother in name in the west. It looks cute, but it often hurts when I actually use it. It's a pity to throw it away just like a small inconvenience.

The tea that had passed through the esophagus began to churn in the stomach, and Burnham pressed it down, but also put down the teacup.

Since he was transformed by the secret method of the Scarlet Order, his body has become unsuitable for the use of non-carnivorous foods that most people can accept, preferring to eat raw animal flesh and blood.

In order to prolong his sanity and longevity, he must absorb the 'hemoglobin' of human vitality and essence and blood at regular intervals. Over the years, he has become accustomed to such a way of life. It is also an account to the empire,

Although he hurts people, he knows the proportions, and his principled actions will not arouse the indignation and resentment of others. Over the years, although the jade collar is a bit out of line, it is also the same...

Thinking of this, Burnham picked up the teacup again and drank it.

No matter how bitter this cup of tea is, he needs to swallow it before the empire's eternal foundation is laid down.

"The Empire has prepared a new pioneering war. The Empire needs the Emerald Leader to contain the Kingdom of Northland and the Duchy of Valoran. Leander, you have done a good job in this matter."

With a smile on his face, Leander, who knew that he had made the right bet, grabbed the teapot from Cromwell's hands, and filled the pale Burnham with another cup of green tea under Cromwell's complicated expression.

He had no idea that the boss who served tea wanted to strangle him.

"Lord Burnham, this is what I should do."

Under Leander's expectant gaze, it was not like Burnham, who showed inhuman features, took a sip of his tea.

"The matter of Vazuan is left to the Jade Leader. Anyway, Vazuan's forces will be reshuffled after that. During this time, you should take a good rest and reduce the fat on your body, so as not to go to the battlefield. They were caught and roasted."

Such a metaphor is 'Noxian', but for some reason Leander felt it had another meaning.

Leander, who was not feeling well, drank his tea in one gulp.

"In that case, I shall retire, Lord Burnham."

"Go."

...

At the bottom of the underground city of the Immortal Fortress, in the magic castle built by Mordekaiser, LeBlanc was a little annoyed as he watched the magic body in front of him turn into a burning man. In less than ten seconds, the humans in front of him became a bunch of people. There was only a strange flame with a grimace in the middle of it.

From the ghost face of the flame, LeBlanc felt a strong mockery.

This is already her forty-fifth experiment. There is no doubt that the experiment has failed again. The magic apprentice with excellent magic talent has no way to resist the power of the flame demon, and it has become a pile of inorganic objects in an instant.

The cold-faced female mage picked up the magic crystal bottle, and while the incantation was chanting, the demon with the grimace had been taken back into the crystal bottle by the female mage, and the female mage clenched her teeth and tightly plugged the bottle cap.

The distraught female mage froze for a moment, then took out her beloved Scarlet Moon Rose from the holster on her chest. The willow-leaf-shaped double-edged dagger shone with the ambiguous red light of the Scarlet Moon under the flame of the magic torch. , his eyes were fixed on the l]-shaped character on the blade, and LeBlanc's eyes became a little blurred.

The blade of l] has always been attached to her heart, and only doing so can make her feel the warmth that she has not felt for a long time.

The magic steel dagger in her hand is a token of love given to her by her man. She has always carried it with her. Although she has not seen him for more than 400 years, she knows where the man is and what he is doing now.

One day, she will arrange that she and the man will meet each other, fall in love at first sight again, and meet each other too late.

She had prepared a new body for the next reunion early, but before the encounter, she still had a lot of things to do.

Finally turning her attention away from Scarlet Moon Rose, LeBlanc looked at the magic bottle in her hand, as if she could hear the devil's mocking voice through the bottle.

"What went wrong? Why can tyrants use these strange creatures casually, but I can't? Is the experimental subject's magical talent not enough, or the experimental subject's will is too fragile? Or, I need to use another way. Imbued with demonic power?"

After thinking about it for a while, LeBlanc still couldn't get an answer. The female mage couldn't help being a little discouraged, so she could only put away the magic bottle where the demon was being held.

"Forget it, don't think about it, I have to go to Vladimir's **** feast in the evening, take a bath first."

In the deep well of soul connected to the underworld, Mordekaiser's black iron plate armor flickered twice, and then went dark in an instant.

...

A giant dragon crossed the sky and flew all the way in the direction of the spiritual enchantment. Soon the giant dragon landed in the north of Gahe Mountain, and the one riding the giant dragon Shia had arrived in Ionia. Leicester on the mainland.

I found an open area, and after Lester jumped down, the giant dragon that fell on the ground began to change shape in the flickering light, and in just a few seconds, it transformed into a tall woman with dark green gradient long hair. , After further exploration and learning, Shia can even transform clothes, and does not need to face the end of being naked due to burst clothes after deformation, which saves a lot of trouble.

Because of this, Lester couldn't imagine whether the changed clothes were considered the emperor's new clothes, but unfortunately he couldn't change his shape now, otherwise he would have to become a little silver wolf and wear a small leather jacket to try it out in the downtown area. try.

Entering the mental maze, Lester and Shia suddenly lost their sense of direction, and even the position of the sun was a false illusion.

"Can you find your way?"

"Here, I can feel the strong attraction, and the natural magic in this direction is the strongest."

Shia pointed in a direction, and Lester nodded.

"The direction I see is the same, let's go, it shouldn't be wrong."

The experienced Lester and Shia quickly got out of the mental confusion and came to the Wangyou Garden guarded by Pan Sijiena. Note: The description of the gardener mother-in-law can be found in chapter c331.

All kinds of plentiful fruits hang on the branches. Among them, the cloud fruit is the one that impresses Lester the most. The cloud fruit is very similar to an orange, but it is much larger than an orange. It is sour and sweet. Very full and hydrating.

Unable to see the figure of the gardener's mother-in-law, Vastaya Xari named 'Pan Sijiena', Lester picked a cloud fruit at random, peeled off the vermilion peel, and first fed a piece of Shia, I ate another one, this time the cloud fruit tasted very sweet, but Lester's mouth was full of sour taste.

The last time I came here was more than 400 years ago. It seems that an Ionian huntress followed him out of the mental confusion and entered the Wangyou Garden smoothly. For a month, they loved each other more than the sweetest. The husband and wife wanted to be intimate, but he personally killed the woman who loved him deeply.

What is that woman called?

What happened between me and her?

The man's face suddenly turned hideous, Lester found that he couldn't remember the name of the huntress, and frantically searched his memory, but the man was horrified to find that it was not only the memory of the hunter, but the Ionian female warrior. He couldn't recall his memories, the memories of Hidden Mist, or even the memories of being in the Presidian Magic Garden.

Raising his head, the branches on the Yunguo Forest looked like the faces of ferocious ghosts. He only recalled the scene where he was wreaking havoc in Wangyou Garden.

Obviously there are so many good memories in his memory, but he only remembers sadness and hatred.

Lester's unprecedented performance startled Shia.

"Cite, what's the matter with you?"

"I need to go somewhere, Shia, just wait for me here, give me a little time, leave me alone for a while..."

Taking a deep breath~www.readwn.com~ Lester suppressed his breathing so as not to frighten Shia again, turned around and left.

It wasn't until the man left that there were slow footsteps in the depths of the fruit forest. Shia turned around and looked at the gardener's mother-in-law who was late.

"I didn't expect to see you again."

Pan Sijie hunched her waist and cut off the crooked branches with the long scissors in her hands.

"Mother-in-law Pan Sijie, why don't you go see him?"

"Silly girl."

Sighing, the old woman stopped what she was doing, took a few steps closer to Shia's position, picked up the four-lobed cloud fruit thrown by the man from the ground, wiped it and put it directly into her mouth.

The sweet juice burst in her mouth, but Pan Sijiena's face was full of sorrow.

"Six cloud fruit pulp, he and you each eat one, and the remaining four are thrown directly on the ground,

Xiao Xia, he is even willing to throw away such a sweet cloud fruit. If I come out, it will only remind him of some unhappy things. Since he hates seeing each other, it is better to not see him. Let him go to see his old friends. it is good.

Many people don't understand the importance of memory. They always think about throwing away those things that make them unhappy, but they don't know that no matter what kind of memories they are, they are part of their life after all. If they lose their memories, their life will not be complete. .

My purpose in guarding the garden was never to make people forget..."

The old woman who was talking used scissors to 'click' and cut off a thick fruit branch. The plump and mature cloud fruit fell to the ground with the branch, which made Shia feel a little distressed.

She knew how sweet this fruit was, but at this moment, Pan Sijiena, the gardener, ruthlessly stepped on it and was crushed by wooden shoes.

"I want to let most people remember that there are always some things, and they will only understand and cherish when they are lost."