Ten Sabers Together Can't Save You

Seeing Gurneyville staring at her intently, the blond young ghost froze for a moment, and then, as if suddenly enlightened, he held up her wine gourd: "Do you want a drink?"

Guinevere didn't explain, just took the gourd and took a sip.

I don't know how long it has been brewed, the amber color is like a syrupy liquor with a strong aroma.

It is very soft, without the hot feeling of "like drinking a sip of fire".The opposite makes people feel very comfortable.It was like honeydew, so that Guinevere couldn't resist taking another sip.

"—Hey, hey—don't drink too much!"

Seeing this scene, the blond young ghost seemed to feel sorry for the wine, and rushed towards Guinevere, snatched back her wine gourd and held it tightly in his arms: "Do you know how rare this kind of wine is?"

"Hmm... I don't know." Guinevere replied honestly.

"Forget it." The blond young ghost waved his hand generously: "You drink the wine as soon as you drink it. But I want some compensation--your painting belongs to me!"

There was no intention of discussing with Guinevere at all.The blond-haired young ghost snatched Guinevere's drawing board and sketch paper from him again.

"Hum hum."

She looked at the painting up and down, smiling happily, as if very satisfied.

"What are you looking at?! Are you dissatisfied?"

Feeling that Guinevere was looking at him intently again, the blond young ghost held the painting in his hand on his chest, and looked at him vigilantly: "Ghosts are like this, they will mercilessly take away things you like .This is the nature of ghosts! So do you have any dissatisfaction?"

"Of course not." Guinevell said, "I just want to say, take it if you want it. I originally wanted to give you this painting."

"Will you give things to ghosts for no reason? Do you have any intentions?" asked the blond young ghost.

But before Guinevell could answer, she smiled again: "Whatever, it doesn't matter if you have any intentions. I don't care about that kind of thing."

As she said this, she looked up at the moon in the sky.

"Can ghosts also drink while looking at the moon?" Guinevere couldn't help asking.

"What do you think of us?" The blond young ghost said in a mocking tone, "Are you an idiot who doesn't know anything except fighting?"

"..."

Guinevere didn't speak, because he really thought so before.

"No way." The blond young ghost said, "Ghosts enjoy life too.

When not fighting, the party goes on and on.We cheer, we laugh, we dance.Then drink and eat meat well. At this point, the blond young ghost took another sip, and then handed the wine gourd to Guinevere.

This time, Guinevell took the gourd without asking, and took a sip.After that, the blond-haired young ghost snatched the gourd back as if he was afraid that Guinevell had drunk too much.

"Ghosts are so greedy." Seeing that Guinevere looked at her, the blond young ghost said without hesitation, "It's an exception to be able to give you my wine."

"So, shouldn't I be honored?" Guinevell said half-jokingly, but the blond kid affirmed without hesitation: "Of course."

Having said that, she jumped off the concrete fence and left in the opposite direction of Guinevere:

"It's been a good night." She said to Guinevell without looking back, "I will come to you again. At that time, it will not be as simple as drinking - be conscious. Next time you will do this again If I can’t do what I want, I’ll just kill you.”

After finishing speaking, the blond-haired imp disappeared.

The east is showing a white belly, and the sun is about to rise.Just like before, at this point, the blond imp will leave.

"It's been a good time, and, will you come again?"

Gurneywell was thoughtful.

Everything is going well.Although it doesn't mean that she has gained her trust, but in any case, this is a good start.

Thinking of this, Guinevell smiled.

In that case go home.Xiao Mo is about to wake up too.It's time to make her breakfast.

Guinevere thought so.The hand holding the hilt of Clarent's sword gradually loosened.

Just now, during the interaction with the blond young ghost, Guinevere's right hand has been resting on the hilt of the sword, ready anytime and anywhere, so that he can draw the sword out of its sheath as quickly as possible.

Yes.very beautiful.

Yes.so cute.

Yes.Guinevere even had a little crush on her.

but.

Guinevere always, always remembers one thing.

She is a ghost.

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Author's message:

The so-called White Prime Minister knows about the current relationship between Gurneywell and the blond young ghost

Chapter 30 Mom has been watching you

Guinevere went home.Today, the weekend.He turned off his mobile phone, unplugged the phone line, and rejected all channels of communication with the outside world.I spent a happy day with Xiao Mo in the world of two people.

Help Xiao Mo do his homework.Play video games with her.Cook for her, play cards together, and take a nap with Xiao Mo in his arms.

Happy time is always short.When Xiao Mo heard Gurneywell say: "Then, it's getting late, we should go out and carry out today's ghost slaying activities." Xiao Mo screamed "Ah!"It turned out that one day passed so fast.