Overlord, Love Me Tender

Chapter 516 Fortune Fortress (2)

Obviously, the saying of the Fortress is not to say against the Pirates.

Then...

This sentence, that is to say to the third person in the cell, the night is clear.

He really found himself.

I knew in the clearing of the night that she could not avoid the owner.

His powerful atmosphere is no less than the emperor.

It is a matter of time to discover her.

Simply, the night is too lazy to cover up and open the straw.

The grass clippings, like the flowers of the goddess, flew straight out.

The straw is damp and has a stinking smell.

"Bold! Who are you! Dare to swear at the Fortress!" The prisoner standing outside the cell, saw a strange woman in the cell, his face was gloomy.

Especially when I saw that a pile of grass clippings picked up by the woman was sprinkled on the owner.

"You dare to be unreasonable to the owner!" The head of the prison changed his face and rushed forward. He took out the big knife and cut it over the night.

"boom--"

Not close to the night, the head seemed to be rolled up by something, and the body slammed on the wall and rolled to the ground.

More than a dozen guards standing outside the cell, one by one stunned, looked at the owner.

It’s strange to be clear at night.

When she was slashing her head, she was preparing to fight back. She saw the owner of the opposite side, and her sleeves were stunned, and she pushed her out.

This fortress owner...has the wrong medicine?

Do you call yourself?

The night was clear and charming, and this began to seriously look at the owner of the fortress.

The ink flutters and dances.

At first sight, it is his eyes that attracts the night.

That is a pair... the cold eyes of the forest, the eyes of the cold and arrogant.

No desire, no desire, just as water.

It seems that everything in the bottom of the world cannot be seen in his eyes.

The whole person exudes a kind of...the scalp is numb, like the indifference of frost.

The coldness is the cold that comes out of the bones, and it is the coldness of everything in the world.

He stood there, and there was a sense of sight that prevailed in the world.

He is cold, but that face is like a ghostly sculpture, and it is handsome.

The night is so strange that this person wears a robe like a bloody, fiery red.

The flaming red blood represents the enthusiasm and charm of the world.

Such apathetic teenager is definitely not suitable for such a color.

Can be partial, he put this red, wearing another temperament, there is no slightest sense of violation.

To his eyes, the night clear seems to be wrapped in ice, and the subconscious shuddered.

"You..." The night cleared his mouth, but his throat felt uncomfortable.

It can be found at night, when she spits out a word, it is clear that the doubles in the fortune are not shocked, it seems to be empty to the eyes without focal length, seeing a trace of light.

For a long while, I couldn’t wait until the night was clear.

The main eyebrows of the fort were slightly stunned, and there was a sigh of color in the middle.

"We...have seen it." The night cleared the eyebrows and finally found his voice.

I always feel that this person's face is very familiar and must have been seen somewhere.

Just for a moment, she couldn't remember.

When I heard the words of the night, the sternness in the eyes of the fort was flashing.

He strode to the night.

The face is the cold and arrogant atmosphere brought by the owner.

At night, the heart was trembled, the bells were loud, and the figure quickly receded.

However, her legs have not taken a step yet.

The Lord of the Fort has stood in front of her.

Toes, against the toes.

His loose hair on his shoulders floated to the face of the night with the cold wind.

The four eyes are right, the night is clear, and I feel like being wrapped up with poisonous snakes...

(End of this chapter)