My Wife Can't Be a Liar

Flickering Light: [I always feel that their conversations are so dangerous! 】

Emperor of the Empire: 【If you know the truth, it will be even more dangerous!Forget it, let's watch Mei Li's live broadcast in France! 】

Divine weapon: [France?Where is this, and is there any land connection between Uruk and me? 】

The Oldest King: [My friend, let's give you some homework later!Although you are very powerful, sometimes you are too cute! 】

God-made Weapons: 【Tutoring?OK! 】

Dragon Witch: 【You guys are so gay!Forget it, it has nothing to do with me anyway!I just want to ask, Mei Li, you actually came to France?Is it my side of France? 】

"That's right, it is!"

Mellie nodded with a smile.

Dragon Witch: [Okay, come to my palace, and I'll treat you to Orleans grilled wings! 】

Saintess: [Miss Mei Li, don't go there, this guy is an extremely evil witch, don't be bewitched by her! 】

Dragon Witch: [Hmph, you bastard, do you dare to come to me?Didn't you say that evil can never prevail?Come here and I'll paint the word 'positive' all over your body! 】

Saintess: 【It's a pity you can't write! 】

Dragon Witch: [Shut up, you are also illiterate! 】

.......

They are still arguing, but Meili is already ready to broadcast.

"This time, the blackened Joan of Arc has already known the news of my coming. It will be much easier for me to lurk in the next step! We have already investigated it just now. Darling should be with that orange-haired girl and that little Jia at this moment." Have you met the Fusionist! Well, we are also ready to go there now!"

Mei Li was thinking secretly.

Then, she smiled and waved her hand towards the screen.

"Well, everyone, today's trial broadcast is over, and we will start the official live broadcast after a while!"

Mei Li tilted her head and said cutely.

Dragon Witch: [Oh, so early? 】

"Of course, we are going to rest! We just came here, so we must have a rest!"

Mei Li shrugged and said.

Then, she directly turned off the live broadcast.

After turning off the phone, Meili glanced at Saber beside her, and said with a smile: "Let's go, follow us to meet the person who represents the future hope of this world!"

"Ah."

Saber nodded.

Afterwards, the two started to move towards the direction that Wu Luo had walked just now.

......

While Mei Li was broadcasting live like this, Wu Luo was still moving forward.

Although the soles of his immature feet were pierced with many wounds by the stones on the ground, in order to find a way out, Wu Luo still gritted his teeth and insisted on moving outside.

"Well, it hurts!"

Wu Luo sat down, pulled out a wooden thorn from the back of his foot, and whispered in pain.

Just as he was about to continue running forward, a cry of killing suddenly came from a distance.

Moreover, this cry of killing was actually spoken in standard French.

As a white paper fan, Wu Luo could understand this kind of words roughly.

Through the long weeds, he looked in the direction of the sound.

There, he saw groups of white soldiers in silver armor fighting with others.

This kind of armor should be the clothing worn by the French army during the Hundred Years War between Britain and France.

"Is this a filming by the crew or am I in the centuries-old period of England and France?"

Wu Luo thought secretly in his heart, but soon he dismissed this simple idea.

Because, in front of him, the enemy the French soldiers were facing turned out to be a pink-haired girl with a huge shield in her hand.

The armor on the girl's body was as black as ink, but it looked very short, revealing large areas of snow-white skin.

If this can also be understood as the characteristics of a person in the Middle Ages, the other orange-haired girl not far from the pink-haired girl is a genuine modern person.

The white top and black skirt she was wearing were genuine products of modern industry.

At the same time, with the help of his superb eyesight, Wu Luo saw the bright red magic pattern engraved on the back of the girl's hand.

"Command Seal!? Is this guy the Master!"

Wu Luo thought in surprise.

At this time, these French soldiers were obviously not the opponents of the pink-haired girl, and they were knocked down after three strikes.

After defeating them, the pink-haired girl returned to the side of the master girl.