Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 2035 Under the skin

When preparing to get into the car and leave, a man appeared beside the car and stopped Ludick and Livar.

This man is the assistant beside the city lord Durand.

"Master Ludick, please here." The man said respectfully rather than politely.

Ludick frowned, but he glanced at Lival, and said calmly: "Come on, I'll be in that guy's car."

Ahead, City Lord Durand had already rolled down the window, looking to this side, Ludick responded with a bright smile, even beckoning.

The saint’s dinner ended at 9:30 in the evening. Except for the discussion about the [Rosem Mansion] before the banquet, which was not very relaxed and pleasant, the rest of the time could be considered at home.

It's just that many people's minds are no longer on the banquet table.

Lival watched Ludick slowly get into the city lord's car, when he suddenly thought of another thing.

He looked at the Freedom Square where the saint's residence could be overlooked. He didn't know if the travellers he met in the Rose Residence had come in the evening.

Lival didn't know why he suddenly thought of this...probably because the petitioner's level that he suddenly felt at the time had a tendency to fall, which was too scary and impressive.

The Rose Mansion, if it is not just to drop the level of the Favored, even petitioners are no exception, I am afraid it really needs to be purified.

It’s just that Principal Ludick will not give up easily...

If Azaches Dak is a descendant of [Sage’s Father], then this principal Ludick can be said to be a descendant of [Sage’s Mother].

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"I know you don't want to see [The Rose Residence] being purified, but I couldn't help it at the time. You all looked at me and let me take this matter."

Ludick had just gotten into the car, and Durand City Lord started talking about it.

Principal Ludick didn't seem to have heard it, but he turned his chair upside down and exclaimed, "The sofa of this car is well done...Buy a car sent by Sand? I'll ask Lival to order one too... Driver, just let me get off at No. 5 Sunset Avenue. I just eat up after a meal and walk back."

City Lord Durand directly pressed a button, and the front seat suddenly raised the screen, completely isolating the space in the back seat.

Principal Ludick suddenly changed his face and locked himself tightly and said: "Man, many people have seen me in your car. I just want to bathe in the holy light, not your love!"

"Be serious! Ludick! I'm asking for your help! Old friend!" Durand City Lord sighed, "I really don't know what to do."

"Misfortune comes out of the mouth." Principal Ludick said calmly: "I dug the hole myself, jumped myself, and buried myself."

"I didn't jump by myself, you pushed me to jump!" Durand City Lord said slightly angrily: "You are even fanning the flames!"

"Conscience!" Principal Ludick said sternly: "Elder Calvin asked you questions first at the banquet, everyone can see."

"That guy is your mentor!" City Lord Durand snorted coldly, "This is something everyone can see!"

Ludick shook his head and said, "We haven't been in contact for a long time, and we only met at this banquet in recent years."

City Lord Durand sighed again: "Ludick, I sincerely seek your help... The idea of ​​the saint is too hard to guess. I also know whether it is right or wrong tonight. But since the saint has approved it, it is rare for me to be true. Are you going to use the Holy Light to purify?"

"You can prepare within the order deadline, and do whatever you want when the deadline is up." Ludick shrugged and said: "What you do may be wrong, but if you do it according to the saint's will... there is no right or wrong."

"Do you think the saint did something wrong?" Durand City Lord's expression changed slightly.

"The curse comes from the mouth, Durand." Principal Ludick smiled slightly, "Look, you said this, not me."

"Damn! You are such a villain! How does a guy like you have faith?" Castel Durand said bitterly, "You should be the one that the Holy Light should purify the most! The dean of [Freedom City College] is just one Fifth-class beloved! Even your secretary is a hundred times stronger than you! You are not ashamed!"

"I'm guilty, I confess! No need to set me down on No. 5 Sunset Avenue, let me go down in the church in front, I'm going into the small dark room to pray!" Principal Ludick said with an annoyed look.

"Get off, I'll let you get off, get off now!" Durand City Lord directly snorted.

The car really stopped on the narration of the downhill road. Ludick opened the door and got out of the car without saying a word. Before leaving, he suddenly said, "Today I brought a bunch of white roses. The saint said she liked it very much, but she went out. At that time I saw a maid holding this bunch of white roses and threw it away."

"Wait, what does this mean?" Durand City Lord leaned forward and asked.

"Ah? I didn't say anything?" Principal Ludick blinked his eyes and said, "Remember, the misfortune comes from your mouth... Go back and apply for a new license plate? I really plan to book an extra car. "

He talked and laughed and walked back... Behind, Lival was slowly coming in the car.

At this time, in the Durand City Lord’s car, the screen separating the front and rear seats had been lowered, and the male assistant turned around and asked: "My lord, where are we going now?"

"Let me think...I want to calm down, go home first." City Lord Durand rubbed his eyebrows, and then suddenly said, "No, go to [Rosem House], go now."

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"What did City Lord Durand tell you?" Inside the car, Lival said blankly: "This doesn't seem to be the direction for the city government."

"Duland is probably eagerly going to [Rosem Mansion] right now." Ludicto looked out the window of the car, the evening breeze was blowing, his eyes blurred.

The campus principal drank a lot at the banquet, and Lival can still smell a strong drink.

"Do you really plan to watch [Rose Mansion] being purified and do nothing?" Lival asked again.

"What you said." Ludick said aggrievedly: "You didn't even watch me stand up and say it at the dinner party? And in the end, isn't there a time limit for the order? It's better than [Rosem Mansion] to disappear tomorrow. It's better."

"With only one week, Mr. Azaches may not be able to find a solution." Lival shook his head: "The Security Office dispatched several high-level petitioners, and nothing was discovered... The mansion seems to be really something. Unknown exception."

Ludick suddenly said, "Did you find something when you went to get the flowers in the afternoon... You were not so sure before."

Lival quickly said briefly about his own affairs... As for the travellers in the mansion, they just took it one time.

"The petitioner is also affected?" Ludick couldn't help frowning, and muttered: "Then this matter is interesting... Maybe the saint's plan to purify [Rosem Mansion] is not an exaggeration... Wait, This is not the way home, where are you going?"

"[Rosem Mansion]." Lival said calmly: "You will want to go."

"I'm not going, I'm going to church, I'm guilty, I'm drunk tonight! I'm going to repent!"

The car drove slowly in the direction of [Rosem Mansion].

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The lights of the holy city are as bright as stars.

The residence of the saint is on the highest mountain in the holy city, and everything in the holy city can be seen in full view.

On the terrace, the saint lay horizontally on a large lounge chair, and on the flower table next to him there was a bottle of wine that was opened at the dinner but had not been finished, sent from the capital city of Buddhism.

Slightly drunk.

At this moment, the saint smiled slightly and then picked up the wine glass.

She held the glass high, and the wine turned into a thread of water and slipped into her mouth.

"On your body, I seem to see the arrogance of that snake... Lilith."

The wrist holding the cup flicked slightly, and the sage's pupils contracted slightly... and soon, she slowly put the cup down.

She flipped her body on the recliner and turned into lying on the recliner, with her legs cocked behind her, her face resting on her hands, and she looked into the room with blurred eyes.

"Respected archangel, visiting late at night, was it to peek at my body?"

"Your body is just a skin, and there is nothing worth peeking under the skin."

In the darkness, a young man in white walked out slowly, Yuehua seemed to be twisted by the young man, making him appear hazy.

[Sage] She still lay down on the recliner lazily, but her arms dropped, her fingers moved casually on the floor, and she smiled: "But you personally chose this kind of skin...Isn't it."

The white-clothed youth lowered his head, looking at the woman on the recliner as if he was examining it.

At this moment, the woman on the recliner suddenly showed pain... She hugged her head in an instant, as if she had suffered some extreme pain in her head, and even screamed and rolled to the ground.

On the ground, the woman rolled frantically, and the painful roar continued to erupt, "Are you here to show your authority? The majestic archangel of heaven is just a violent person who will only torture people who are weaker than herself? "

The pain felt by the woman grew stronger.

She even had to grab her face fiercely with both hands, and her nails made bright red blood stains on her cheeks.

Until cursing, it gradually became a begging for mercy... Until begging for mercy, in the end, there was no lasting, only the wailing-like a howling banshee in hell.

For a long time, the woman completely collapsed on the ground, her body soaked... She even seemed to lose the strength to lift her fingers, she could only lean on the recliner, fear... looked at the white-clothed youth in horror.

The white-clothed youth suddenly squatted, fingers touching the claw wound on the woman's face when she was in pain...the wound was healing little by little.

I only heard the white-clothed youth saying, "Although the skin sac is only a skin, the damaged skin will not look good."

The woman curled up, staring at the fingertips of the white-clothed young man, panting heavily.

The white-clothed youth retracted his palm at this time, and said calmly: "I have come for some time, it happens to be the beginning of your banquet... Do you want to start [Rosem Mansion]?"

The woman did not speak, and continued to pant nervously.

"That's her place, who allowed you to do this."

"She... isn't there anymore." The woman gritted her teeth and said with a complicated expression: "I am... a saint."

"No, [Free City] will always have only one owner." The white-clothed youth shook his head: "Just like [Dawn City], there will always be only one owner. This will not change because of anything."

The woman suddenly sneered and said, "But [Blazing City] has many owners."

The white-clothed young man raised her hand, and the woman instantly shrank her body like a frightened bird...but the white-clothed young man only held up a bunch of woman's long hair at this time.

He said indifferently: "Greed is an original sin, just like when you asked [father] for a physical body, it caused some very bad things to happen."

The woman bowed her head and said nothing, but her body had already begun to tremble, and she tremblingly said: "Tomorrow I will take back the order from Durand..."

"No need." The white-clothed youth said abruptly.

The woman looked at him in astonishment.

The white-clothed youth said indifferently: "As a saint, too much repetition will only attract suspicion...After all, in the kingdom of light, there is still a [Mother Mary] staying."

The woman shook her head and sneered: "After all, the plate of heaven is still too big."

"This is not something you can talk about."

The woman bowed her head and said nothing.

She thought this guy would not come easily...because this guy is keen to spread [His] brilliance, and has always been fighting in the world-logically speaking, this guy should not be so idle.

Could it be, what happened in the kingdom of heaven outside the kingdom of light?

"Why are you here this time?" The woman decided to ask.

The white-clothed youth did not answer, but showed a meaningful smile to the woman... His figure gradually faded, until finally disappeared.

On the terrace, the woman curled up under the reclining chair and sat for a long time...I don't know how long it took. At this time, a maid walked in slowly with a blanket.

Just seeing the saint's appearance, even with tears on her face, the maid could not help but pale in horror: "Sage, what happened?"

The woman suddenly raised her head.

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boom--! !

In the garden, there seemed to be the sound of something falling... Several maids heard the sound, but at the source of the birth, they found the body of a maid with a cracked brain!

The maids were panicked in an instant, they raised their heads subconsciously, and saw the figure of a saint in thin pajamas appearing on the elevated terrace.

"The wind was too strong. She accidentally fell and returned to the embrace of the Lord." The saint looked down blankly and said calmly: "Buried."

With that, the saint turned over and walked into the room.

The maids stared at the corpse of the maid on the ground, but no one dared to take the initiative... They only felt cold all over.

This kind of thing happened once in the past few years...

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When—when—when—!

The wall clock of the mansion rang punctually at midnight.

At the same time, Mr. Azaches stood in front of the door of an accidental room at the bottom of the cross-shaped mansion and slowly opened the door.

Behind him, boss Luo and the maid are waiting to enter.

Nan Xiaonan raised a DV camera behind her back, and followed her with the future-she bought this thing when she went out in the evening... Don't be too happy with a huge amount of money!

"In the dark room of the mansion at 12 midnight, something strange sounded vaguely..."

The camera was shaking, and Nan Xiaonan even read the narration while shooting.

Old Jintian is gone.

As for the maid of the mansion, Miss Kelili...Miss Kelili was hiding behind Nan Xiaonan at this time, clutching her clothes, shaking.

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