Chapter 332: painting

Kleiya bowed to Morin, saluted, and said hello.
Moline nodded, he knew that Kleiya was a human, but he did not intend to expose it now. He did not intend to do anything, just nodded slightly.
Morin was a little surprised that Leiya appeared here, and at this time, Kleiya's breath was also filled with a strange breath that made him unclear.
Similar to witchcraft, but very different, it seems to be another strange and terrible force, very strange.
Although the elder Haslin had mediated everything on the scene, it seemed that everything had been settled, but Bernice was still very scared of Moline, and he dodged his eyes. In many cases, he even dared not look directly at Mo. forest.
After talking for a while, Bernice hurried away. He walked very eagerly, not to mention the pure blood style, there was no ordinary Asmundle wind instrument.
While walking, Bernice held Cléria's hand firmly and didn't relax at all, as if he was very afraid that Moline would take Cléria away.
At this time, Moline and Bernice, two pure-blooded species, sentenced high.
The surrounding Asmon Rai communicated with his eyes, while talking softly.
The elder Haslan and the seven elder Monsieg glanced at each other, and did not speak. The three elders, Bartoya, looked so dull and did not speak, but he clutched the glass so hard that his fingers appeared. The blushing bones showed how unsettled his heart was.
Morin looked at Annie who had left with Bernice, eyes narrowed slightly.
He turned his eyes and suddenly looked at the figure next to Annie. It was a tall, handsome knight. Morin remembered his name as Oren. The look on Oren's face was stiff, extremely indifferent or even indifferent. Beside Kleiya, it seems to be sneaking in the shadow, giving a sense of danger.
"Oren, and Kleiya ..." Morin whispered their names softly, flashing a pale blue gleam in his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking at this time.
The banquet was over, and Moline and Leni Haman said goodbye, and then walked towards his own castle.
Morin was sitting in the carriage, his fingers flicked gently on the board, and made a very rhythmic light noise, the werewolf guard was driving the carriage, the sparkling carriage sound cut through the night sky, clear Passed out.
Morin returned to the castle and saw them. He looked at Dris's back. Although Dris changed a clean dress, he was slammed on the back of fifty whips. You can still see the blood that was revealed.
"I'll have apple pie for breakfast tomorrow, fresh goat milk, and roasted foie gras." Morin whispered, and after a brief command, he walked toward his room.
Behind him are many respectful servants under the bow.
The next day, Mo Lin got up and washed up. He ate breakfast and expressed his satisfaction with the breakfast. At this moment, a circular mark on his palm suddenly gave out a faint black shimmer.
"Let me go to the Wangcheng ..." Morin looked at the black mark on his palm and raised his brow slightly.
He wiped his mouth gently with a handkerchief, then stood up and got on the carriage of the werewolf guard again, and arrived in the king city. In the hall of the king city, the elder Hasling was already waiting for him.
"Great elder." Morin bowed slightly.
"Moline." Haslin looked at Moline, his eyes filled with satisfaction and comfort, and said: "This is the case. This time, I came to tell you a message that you can go to the library area. Check out more advanced subject knowledge. "
"In the past, we always had a lot of concerns, and did not open all the advanced subject knowledge to the people. After this exploration of ancient ruins, we only knew that we were doing this wrong. After all, if even Asmon Rai No longer exists, so where is the use of those precious higher subject knowledge? "
"So we opened up the library area, except for some top-secret materials that you can't see and exceptionally precious heritage of higher subject knowledge, you can check all the knowledge."
Haslan whispered, his voice revealing an inexplicable sigh, and then he looked at Moline standing quietly in front of him, and said, "Moline, you are a pure blood, And you are very good, so the higher subject knowledge and secrets you can see are more. "
"Go, Morin, I believe you will not be disappointed."
Haslan's eyes were full of encouragement.
Morin was a little surprised in his heart. Unexpectedly, the elders even opened up the knowledge of higher subjects, but it is also right to think about it. After all, this time exploring the ancient ruins, there are really too many Asmenlay dead, The elders are not stupid, and they certainly do not want this scene to appear again, and it is undoubtedly a good way to let Asmon Raine watch and consult the knowledge of higher subjects.
Moline and Haslain said something, then left the hall and walked towards the collection area.
The guarding library area is still the drunk middle-aged man. He is wearing a black gown and his body is full of alcohol. He looks very sloppy and gives a sense of uninhibition.
"Oh ... young ... young Asmon Rai, you, you are here again, I ... remember you, you are ... pure blood ... pure blood." The middle-aged man whispered, His body was rickety, and he was almost unable to stand.
"My authority has been raised. Let's check some information. Now come and go through the procedures."
Mo Lin said lightly.
"Okay ... Ok ... No problem, no problem at all." The middle-aged man said, shaking his body.
Soon, the formalities were completed, and Mo Lin entered the library area.
There are many Asmonleys in the collection area. They looked at some precious materials and subject knowledge. Obviously, they came after the elders ’summons, but they were not like Morin, and they would get the elders. Special summons.
The Asmunds found Moline. They greeted Moline. Moline responded. He walked to a shelf, pulled out the books on the shelf, and began to read slowly.
These days continued. Mo Lin stayed in the library area. He had been reading the advanced subject knowledge for a long time and the secrets of the world of purgatory. On the surface, he was still the same as usual, and there was no slight change. An astonishing speed absorbs the knowledge of the collection area.
The database of chips is getting richer and richer, and his knowledge reserves have reached a very amazing level.
Da Da Da, the carriage sounded, and Mo Lin got out of the carriage and returned to the castle.
He said a few words with the werewolf escort, and simply instructed him to let the werewolf aside in a carriage.
Morin was walking on the gravel path. He raised his head slightly and saw that the window of Annie's room was open. At this time, Annie was standing on the outside balcony and leaned down, drawing with a slender quill pen.
Annie's brows were slightly wrinkled, and there were many paper on the floor, showing her hesitation and entanglement when drawing ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and some chaotic emotions.
There were two easels placed next to her. The easel was covered with black cloth.
"What are you painting?" Morin stepped up and asked the two easels.
"It's nothing, some old ... just old." Annie said, she turned around, a smile on her face, said: "Did I not say that, I found a bit of my stuff, I miss I should know who I am, I am very happy, very happy. "
Morin frowned slightly and said nothing.
"Morin, can you do me a favor?" Annie said suddenly.
Morin didn't answer. The expression on his face was faint, just standing on the spot.
Annie didn't take it seriously. She looked over the two easels and said, "There are two paintings on these two easels. I don't like these two people. So, if one day, you Strong enough to help me kill one of them? "
"Who should it be ..." Annie thought, her palm moved to an easel and wanted to lift the black cloth over it, but after slightly lifting the black cloth, Annie hesitated for a moment and walked Another easel was opened, and the black cloth was opened.
With the opening of the black cloth, a figure appeared.
No one else is the mother of nightmares.
But before, Anne wanted to lift the black cloth on the first easel. She opened the black cloth at a corner. At the moment when the black cloth lifted slightly, the figure on the easel flashed in the sky.
She is Bernice's fiancée, someone whom Moline had only seen a while ago.
It is Kleiya, the woman who is beautiful and distressing, as beautiful as a blooming blood poppy.
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