King's glory: dear Angela

Falling heavily to the floor, Angela only felt the pain unbearable, her soft arm was scratched in many places due to the violent struggle, she stumbled and tried to stand up.

In front of him was the face of a strange woman, staring at her with hatred in his eyes.

"You are……"

As soon as Angela opened her mouth, she was kicked on the knee by the guard behind her, and fell to her knees on the floor again. She frowned and bit her lip in pain.

"Everyone back down!!!"

Solna got up and looked her up and down.

"princess?"

"Hmph~ you're pretty smart."

The woman had a contemptuous look on her face, and her smile trembled wildly.

Magician?Angela?

If the maid hadn't been sent to tell her that the king was lingering in the underground palace, she would really have no idea that this seemingly innocent girl would really seduce men! ! !What kind of magician, if she doesn't do anything, maybe she is the second princess of Norman.

"What are you arresting me for?"

Quiet question.

She thought that Angela would say, you will not let the king let you go if you treat me like this, but Angela didn't say anything other than this sentence, she just tried to stumble and stand up.

"You are just a tool, an incompetent tool, without any ability, but you want to stay with the king, isn't it too naive?"

"Your clansman died tragically enough, there is such a shameless traitor like you!!!"

"What did you say?"

Like a bolt from the blue, what does it mean to die?Angela was on the verge of being weird, and the magic book in her hand trembled from being pinched.

"Why, the king didn't tell you?"

The woman paced slowly, with a smirk on her face.

"Say what you said clearly!!!"

Angela's face was pale, it's not like this, it's not.

Solna was enraged by the girl's sudden rudeness.

"Don't you know!!! There are not many brothers and sisters left in your Vichy family. What is the only magic family in the West that is worth thousands of troops from the empire?"

"They're all dead, hanged by the Norman army, just to serve the paladins and protect you, a worthless thing..."

A woman's triumphant laughter came from the empty hall, but Angela couldn't hear what was behind it.

Trembling, trembling uncontrollably...His hands had pinched blood marks, the fiery red skirt was floating in the air, and the blood in his body was boiling and clamoring.

Solna will never forget that scene today, when she turned to look at Angela with an arrogant face.

The girl exuded a strange red light, her originally black eyes were also dyed blood red, her long fiery red hair and skirt fluttered, her whole body seemed to be burning with flames, and her pale face and skin made her look like she was in hell. Get out of the devil.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……"

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Accompanied by the woman's tragic cry, the castle was instantly engulfed in flames.

The beautiful flames spread wildly, the flames soared into the sky, and thick smoke filled the entire castle and surrounding cities. In the heavy snow, it was as enchanting and soul-stirring as the beauty of purgatory on earth.

The royal palace fell into an unprecedented panic. People in the castle fled in all directions. The sound of glass and ceramics breaking and the screams and exclamations of men and women came and went one after another.

On the streets of the Norman King City, there were unknown elderly beggars looking at the flames of the castle.

"The power of magic, she's back."

He muttered something in his mouth, and disappeared into the crowd in the next second.

Angela has never been in such pain. The hatred and surging magic power in her heart made her body uncontrollable, and her chest seemed to be cut into pieces.

Many ethereal and transparent bubbles suddenly appeared in the eyes, reflecting the tragic death and escape of family members, the entire forest castle was shaking and rippling in a pool of blood...

It's not true, it's not true, it's not true.

"Ren... Ren..."

Angela felt that the nerves in her whole body were collapsing, everything in front of her eyes became blurred, and she gradually lost consciousness.

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The heavy snow is still falling one after another, and the blossoming snowflakes are like elves in a dream, ignorant of world affairs.

Maybe only Old Man Time will remember how much shock and fear the great fire in the royal city brought to the Land of Warriors.People on the street were discussing, which unlucky ghost in the palace accidentally knocked over the candle?Or was the heroic Norman king ambushed by the enemy?Time passed by every minute and every second, and it was dusk when Wangcheng gradually calmed down.

The sky was grayed by the drifting smog, and the walls were broken. The huge castle was devastated at the moment, and it was shocking everywhere you looked, and someone was crying softly.

The man stood silently in the snow, with gloomy eyes and no expression on his face.Behind them are rows of troops, standing solemnly, as if waiting for the king to give orders.

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"I found the princess."

The envoy who came bowed his head, and his hurried figure was slightly flustered.

"How about it?"

"Princess Solna...the princess..."

The waiter was obedient, not knowing how to speak.

"speak."

The person in front of him turned his face sideways, his gaze sharp.

"The princess suffered extensive burns on the left side of her face. Physicians have been arranged to save her with all her strength, and her life is not in danger."

The surrounding was as quiet as the doomsday, the waiter buried his head very low, the man raised his head and took a deep breath, he didn't say a word for a long time, his broad shoulders trembled slightly in the wind.

"What about her?"

The waiter suddenly raised his head when he heard the words, his pupils suddenly dilated.

"King, please follow me."

The messenger was cautious, and the guards behind the man followed one after another.There was a burning smell in the air, and everything inside the magnificent hall was reduced to ashes under the ravages of flames. The original white palace walls and stairs were now black with yellow and no sense of beauty.

"Ugly mouse, get the hell out of here."

Di Renjie on the deck put on a dark face, and dared to run to dance with Luban No. [-], with two short legs, what can he do.

"Sister Daji, please slow down..."

Xiao Qi looked at Daji Han Xin, who was dancing beautifully across the street, and suddenly felt that short legs meant that he couldn't keep up with the pace. If he had known it would be so difficult, he would... still have to learn.

For Sun Bin, try to become a gentleman.

Marco Polo had a gloomy face, dancing melodiously on the piano with his slender fingers.What the hell... It's fine to dance with the wild man, but he still wants to accompany him. A hundred thousand grass mud horses gallop past, and he swears that he will really kill Han Xin.

"Brother Bai, how far are we from Miss An's hometown?"

Lou Lan looked at the sea, her face was as calm and gentle as ever.

"Ten days, almost."

The young man turned his face sideways, always so handsome and upright.

"After you find her, will you still go to Chang'an?"

"talk later."

Li Bai turned around, put his hands on the rope rails of the cruise ship, and looked at the crowd on the deck.

The sea surface at night is dark gray under the moonlight, and the sky and the sea meet with no end in sight. At first glance, it looks a little chaotic and desolate. It is like two worlds with the lights, music, and loud laughter on the deck.

"Lord Zhou Yu, I...we..."

Xiao Qiao squeezed the cup in her hand, hesitating shyly.

"What's the matter, ma'am?"

"We...we want a baby, okay?"

Zhou Yu's heart beat suddenly when he heard this, and gently took Xiao Qiao's hand, his gentle eyes were like the night, stained with a different expression.

"Then how about tonight?"

Xiao Qiao didn't speak, but lowered her head and covered her face.

"I swear, I will not be a human being until I graduate."

Gao Jianli screamed while holding the guitar.

"are you human?"

Xiahou Dun opened his mouth slowly, resting his chin on the table.

"Haha, let's drink~"

Zhao Yun stood up, pushed aside the crowd and walked towards the wine table.

Raise your glass to invite the bright moon, and make three people face each other. (Three single dogs drank booze)

"Do you think there's something wrong with Marco Polo recently?"

Diao Chan sat in Lu Bu's arms, tugging at his robe.

"You women have a boring day."

Lu Bu put the food in his hand to her lips in disgust.

In the night, Marco Polo's eyes followed the figures of Daji and Han Xin... the piano keys in his hand deepened.