kill those singularities

The crisp laughter like silver bells echoed in front of the castle gate, creating a series of fine echoes in the bitter wind and snow.

A child's voice sounded from far and near, innocent and innocent but with needle-pricking malice: "Ahhhh~ The guest Mom was waiting for has finally arrived, so there's no need to look for it anymore~"

"Who?" The pharaoh's body suddenly glowed brilliantly.He stared coldly at the main entrance of the castle, concentrating all his attention, but found that the other party's breath could not be detected no matter what.

Unsurprisingly, this should be an assassin with excellent breath-blocking ability.

The sweet but uncomfortable child voice said with a giggle: "Little Jack is a good baby of his mother, he only welcomes guests in the castle."

"Ah, even though there is someone who is not a guest here, mom should like it too... It's delicious hehehe..."

The voice was faintly visible, and several people frowned. This assassin was undoubtedly a servant of the evil attribute. Just by the voice and words, it seemed that there was a steady stream of resentment escaping, and the high blocking ability made people feel vigilant.

"The guy who hides his head and shows his tail..." Seeing that the enemy has no intention of showing his face, the Cave King ignited a blue arrogance in his hand, and blasted open the iron gate with a cannonball. Suddenly, a large hole was opened in the simple and solemn gate.For the first time, Joan of Arc praised his brutality and directness: "Well done, if you are not kind, then we don't have to be polite."

La Er snorted coldly, and flew into the castle swaggeringly first.

Matthew pulled Ra Wenshuo's sleeve, "Senior, don't be in a daze, let's go."

Wen Shuo withdrew his wandering thoughts, replied with a vague "um" from his nasal cavity, shook his head, and drove away the tingling sensation in his head.

I always feel that the closer I get, the more something will happen...

"One umbilical cord, two umbilical cords, three umbilical cords... Mom's uterus is the best! Little Jack is going to have a sister again..."

After the master led the Haha team of the Big Three and Chaldea's last conscience into Cainhurst Castle, the sweet and innocent singing gradually faded away.

The wind and snow buried the footprints, and the perennially frozen land was as smooth as ever. It seemed that no one had ever explored this mysterious and ancient ice field.

After an unknown amount of time, there was the sound of "da da da" horseshoes in the bitter cold wind, and a beautiful horse galloped towards the castle, pulling a dark blue carriage. The horse raised its neck and neighed steadily. Steadily parked the carriage in front of the castle.

The car door opened with a "creak", but no one came out for a long time, instead the carriage began to shake violently like an epileptic seizure, shaking uncontrollably and crazily.

"Get down and don't get on top of me!"

"Whose feet is he meowing—"

"No, no, the door is open, the door is open..."

With a loud "boom", the carriage finally fell apart, turning into countless fragments in the snowflakes flying all over the sky.

A foot covered with a silver helmet "clicked" on the debris, subconsciously crushed it, and then kicked the obstacle far away, scattering the residue on the ground.

The blond rebellious knight stared at the metal fragments and bones at his feet, and said loudly: "Hey! Can someone explain why this horse died too?"

Connor put her head up against Fufu and grabbed Mordred's waist, and said softly, "It must have been blasted to death by Mordred."

"Fuwu." Fufu agreed.

"What nonsense, little boy, it's all bones and no flesh at all, how can I kill it..." She rubbed two handfuls of Kang Na's soft hair, and even wanted to stretch her demon claws towards Fu Fu, It drew strong protest from the two mascots.

The green archer squatted down, grabbed a bone solemnly, observed it for a while and said, "This horse...has been dead for a long time."

Mordred and Connor paused in unison, and the blond knight said dissatisfiedly, "Ah Cha, are you kidding me? Could it be that the one who dragged us here just now was a ghost?" She sneered disdainfully.

"What Ah Cha said is right." Enkidu knelt down and sniffed lightly, his expression became subtle: "I have lived in the forest for a long time, it is not difficult to judge the death time of animals, based on my experience The horse died a long time ago."

Mordred stared at the two green guys, suddenly trembled in her heart, she shuddered, and pretended to be calm: "No, it's impossible, don't lie." Tighten Fufu's hair.

"Fuu!"

Her gaze quietly drifted to Siegfried, but she saw the young man nodding his head, making an unquestionable conclusion about the Netherlandish sword master who is especially good at hunting: "That's right, there is no flesh and blood, and the skeleton is intact, probably half a year ago." Just freeze to death."

Mordred's face turned livid, and Connor plunged into Enkidu's arms.

Evil, too evil.

However, it was such a wicked carriage that pulled them to an old castle covered in silver. Although the solemn and majestic aura exuded by the castle was very in line with Mordred's preferences—it was as imposing as a fortress, but in At this moment, it is so weird.

The blond knight choked for a long while, then moaned and murmured, "Whatever, let's go! Whether it's a man or a ghost, find out and beat them up first!"

She glanced at the door that was blasted open, "Well...you go ahead."

Siegfried, who had been conscientiously serving as T, coughed dryly, smiled at an angle that Mordred could not see, and then walked into the castle neatly.

The archer lazily said, "Let's go, I'm the queen."

Enkidu held Kangna and Fufu in his arms, and said calmly as he walked, "Do you still remember the story I told you earlier? This is Cainhurst Castle where the vampires once lived together."

"Oh~ will there be vampires inside?" Kang Na blinked.

"There should be very few left. For the authority of the church's blood therapy, they were all wiped out by the church's executioners. According to records, the last blood race in the castle should only be their queen. What a pity..."

Mordred stared at Enkidu's back, her ancestral intuition once again told her that this man really deserves to be beaten and is suspicious...

There are many life-size statues of different shapes standing on the snow. Through the snow is the main body of the castle. After pushing open the resplendent and magnificent gate, snow-white candles are spread all over the ground. The dim candlelight illuminates the statues on both sides. The statues They quietly watched the uninvited guest.

A long red carpet extended to the second floor, and everyone climbed up the stairs. The archer raised his eyebrows, "I seem to have heard something...you go up first, and I'll go investigate for a while."

After saying that, he disappeared, and the spiritual son disappeared into the air.

"There is a sound, but isn't that on the second floor..." Mordred scratched his head, and carried his sword to the second floor.

The hall on the second floor was indeed very lively.

In the background sound of "hahahahaha", brilliant electric lights flickered one after another, several servants were fighting fiercely, silverware was flying around in the magnificent hall, and the sound of statues breaking one after another, Mordred tilted his head Then, a cracked portrait hit the pillar behind him with a bang.

She noticed that a figure of pikapika was running wildly in this direction.

"Ahem...you black-hearted nurse, you must have been brought out by Yang Yongxin!"

I saw a girl in red chasing and beating a pompously dressed hunter, holding a syringe high in her hand, her voice was cold and firm: "Don't hide, just obediently receive treatment, you are the sickest among this group of people." Seriously, early disinfection and sterilization is the right way.”

"You are the only one who is sick, and your whole family is sick." The man who was being chased threw the guns behind him while running, quite embarrassed: "Stop abusing children, you guys! Hurry up, Ah Zhen, help me Stop people!"

"Wow! Get out of the way—"

She saw the faces of the people who appeared suddenly change drastically, they couldn't stop the car for a while, and rushed straight over, and then the agile servants grabbed the collars, avoiding the tragedy of rolling down the stairs.

Wen Shuo didn't care about the image and the way these people appeared, and wanted to run away with lingering fear, but being watched by these uninvited guests made his heart shudder, and abruptly stopped his impulse.

That white hair stared closely at her...neck?

Because the complicated and obstructive long coat with a stand-up collar was removed by external force during the chase, now Wen Shuo is only covered with a vest over his shirt, and the tooth marks on his neck are still very clear.

Siegfried had no trouble discovering its existence.But his thoughts drifted involuntarily to Florence, Italy—on that night, that night when no one fell asleep, he almost thought that his master and a novice assassin were going to have a night of interhuman love...

Therefore, the original pure and clear eyes of the white-haired sword master suddenly changed, sharp and full of complex emotions that his master could not understand.

Wen Shuo was shuddered by the strange look in his eyes, and subconsciously clenched the scythe. When he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly found that the unfamiliar long-haired green man was also watching her with a subtle and emotional gaze.

What are these people? !

She yelled to embolden herself, and with a wrong step, she dodged behind Joan of Arc who came to support her, and then looked back at the iron-blooded nurse who was approaching and staring at her fiercely, feeling besieged on all sides.

On the other hand, Joan of Arc and Siegfried looked at each other, both slightly startled.

"Miss Joan of Arc." Siegfried nodded politely.

"It really is you." The Dragon Witch happily raised the corners of her lips, and raised a sinister smile, "Come to fight? I didn't enjoy myself last time."

What the hell? !These two people still know each other?

Wen Shuo was shocked, and then contacted the strange eyes of the little brother Baimao, mistakenly thinking that he was involved in the bloody eight o'clock shift for a while.

"Master?" Siegfried looked at Wen Shuo, frowned, and asked worriedly.

Why does the master have an expression of who are you, who are you, we don't date...

"This guy doesn't remember anything now." Joan of Arc narrowed her eyes and said joyfully. She glanced at the shocked, nervous, and puzzled expressions of several people, and a cheerful laughter overflowed from her throat.

So cool, she thought, this feels so good.

Only Enkidu nodded, and said calmly: "Have you forgotten all? Sure enough."

"What do you know?" Mordred turned his head suddenly, with a burst of murderous aura, the aura completely locked on him.

Enkidu shook his head, showing a faint smile: "No, it's nothing."

Mordred almost pinched his neck and shook him vigorously, damn it, this green hair!Along the way, he obviously acted more knowledgeable than anyone else, but at the critical moment, did he become a gourd? !

"I'll talk about the old days later," the cold female voice interrupted them, and the red-haired and pink-haired nurse raised the syringe in her hand expressionlessly, "Anyway, hand over this completely disobedient guy first."

She stared straight at Wen Shuo, as if the dean was admonishing the baby in front of her mother.

It's a pity that none of her mothers are vegetarians. Although they don't understand the logic of this angel in white, how dare they chase and beat people in front of them?

Mordred greeted him with a sword drawn, and said coldly, "What did you just say?"

She squinted her green eyes, which were getting sharper, and looked at Nightingale. They refused to give in to each other, and the smell of gunpowder was extremely strong.

"Could it be that it was you who caused the master to lose his memory?" Siegfried's face changed slightly.

Therefore, Wen Shuo, who was ready to be besieged, watched helplessly as the boys and girls who had added a lot of drama to his brain rushed at the blame man, the iron-blooded nurse, who had been trying to catch him for terrifying treatment. There was only...a green-haired beauty with fluttering long hair.

"Tsk, feng shui turns around." She rubbed her nose, and the rich inner drama disappeared with this fight. Although she didn't understand why the people who came were friends rather than enemies, things were going for the better anyway. The direction developed, and he finally escaped the clutches of the nurse.

Not long ago, the master who tore up the ancient god said that the nurse who forced people to draw blood for treatment was too insane.

Just as Wen Shuo breathed a sigh of relief, he realized that the beauty beside him was looking at him with a smile, and there was an unknown light in those emerald-like warm eyes.

She took a small step back calmly, "What's the matter?"

Enkidu said with crooked eyebrows, "It's the first time I've met you, Master of Chaldea, I'm Enkidu." Then he took out a clear blood bottle and held it in front of him, and asked, "Do you have any impression of this? "

"Hello, hello, I'm Wen Shuo..." The pseudo-hunter replied casually, and took another step back calmly, "What? Isn't this the blood collection bottle that Yanan can see everywhere?"

In her opinion, the person who took out the blood bottle at the first meeting was exactly the same as that horrible nurse. Even if she is a beautiful woman with a great beauty, she is also a femme fatale with strange habits. Would this person want to treat her too? special treatment...

Enkidu had a panoramic view of her small defensive movements, and the smile in his eyes deepened.He shook his head, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly: "No, this is not the blood that Yanan used for blood therapy."

He suddenly took a step towards Wen Shuo, his eyes sparkled, and he turned his head and said softly, "Do you still remember the bottle of medicinal liquid you drank first? It was also red, right?"

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