Chapter 1234: Prisoners

Muriel on the bed looked pained.
Her eyes were tightly closed, her expression was sloppy, and her mouth opened as if her chin would be dislocated at any time, but she could only make a "click" sound in her throat.
It can be imagined that if it is in the real world on the other side at this moment, there must be a continuous stream of mist in that mouth? But in this mirrored space, she just opened her mouth like this, but she looked even more terrible.
In fact, Muriel was unable to breathe because of the continuous spitting of mist between the nose and mouth.
In fact, it was okay when she was in a semi-comatose state, but after Martin was killed by Haierbo in the fog, she had recovered most of the time. And this immediately made her feel a strong sense of suffocation directly.
Although the ritual of Demon Summoning is still in progress, her core can't actually die at all, but it makes her even harder.
And at this moment, the door of the closed room not far away was suddenly opened, and a smart figure appeared at the door.
Come, obviously Delphi.
Although Muriel closed her eyes, she was now the core of the ceremony, but she could feel everything through the fog that filled the city-including the real London outside, and the mirror space where she was.
When Martin fought with Haierbo's apprentices and with Haierbo, she could help Martin in that timely manner because she could directly see what was happening.
It's a pity that even though she had already endured her own pain and desperately struggled, she still failed to save Martin's life from Haierbo.
So, when Delphi at the door slowly walked to the bed and looked at her with a slight drop of eyes. Seeing that she opened her eyes as if she had exhausted her whole body, a pair of bloodshot eyes stared straight at Delphi's face.
It is not the first time that Muriel has felt the pain of leaving her close, and coupled with the endless suffocation she is now experiencing, death has become her only hope.
When seeing that stubborn look, Delphi could almost clearly feel that the other party was asking her for relief.
However ... Delphi didn't move.
...
"Is the core here?"
Maca came very quickly, and when Delphi had just gone to Muriel's bed, he had found the place near the old house.
The breath here was obviously stronger and more depressing than elsewhere, which made him more convinced that he was not in the wrong position.
The next moment when Dema Maca turned, he passed the old mansion along the narrow black streets and lanes. The obscureness uploaded from the second floor made him stop.
"That should be it."
Pushing open the door of the old house, Makar walked in quickly, and immediately climbed up the stairs to the bedroom door, and immediately reached out and pushed open the door.
"Delphi."
As soon as the door was opened, he saw the figure standing next to the bed. The maroon long hair he had just seen shortly before, apparently could not admit it.
"Delfi, why are you here?" Maca stood at the door, frowning slightly.
But at this moment, the back asked without asking:
"This is obviously what I want to ask ... why ... are you here?"
"what?"
Maca stared at Delphi in the room, her expression deepened.
And in the next second, another figure suddenly took a step from one side of the door and walked into the sight of Maca, and in the blink of an eye blocked Delphi's back.
"Don't understand? I think ... maybe I can explain a little for her."
"... Halebo."
As soon as he saw the familiar and unfamiliar person appeared, Macaden raised his staff in his hand and took a defensive posture.
But in the bedroom, Haierbo, standing between Maca and Delphi, waved easily.
"Oh, don't be so anxious," he said lightly. "If I say, we don't have to discuss this time again ... little girl, do you think I'm right?"
Behind this sentence, Haierbo obviously said to Delphi behind him. But Delphi, who was standing beside the bed, didn't speak again after hearing it, but Wu Zi fell into silence.
"Okay, okay!" Haierbo shrugged, and then turned to Maca at the door again. "It doesn't matter ... although I always feel a little humble in this statement, after all, you know, I can Not 'arrogant' ... but McLean, I still have to tell you, you are definitely not my opponent here. "
When Maca heard Haierbo say this, his expression did not change, but his heart sank suddenly.
In fact, he saw something wrong when he saw Haierbo stepping out so simply.
Theoretically, it is impossible for him to feel the existence of the other party at such a close distance. As before at the door of San Mungo, he should at least be able to vaguely sense a wave of magic, even if he couldn't pinpoint the location of Heilbo.
Rather than words, creatures that can completely hide themselves are absolutely non-existent.
But the fact is that Maca just didn't realize that Haierbo was also in this bedroom just now-if it wasn't for Haierbo's strength already far beyond his level, or it could only be the weird that pervaded the surroundings The breath is making trouble.
Depressing a little bit of anxiety in her heart, Maca held her staff and stared at Haier Bo, and said coldly:
"'I'm not your opponent here' ... Maybe! But even if it's not the case, I don't want to do anything with you right now. If you don't mind, let it go because I only want to talk to her now. "
"Well," Haierbo raised an eyebrow, then shrugged. "Of course, I don't mind--you can have a good chat here. Although this is a little different from my original plan ~ www. EbookFREE.me ~ But for me, as long as the results are almost the same! "
Having said that, I saw that Haierbo actually receded to the side and sat down on a chair by the window.
There is no doubt that this is the most compatible Haierbo that Maca has seen so far. And this also made him feel the confidence of the other side more clearly at the same time.
He squinted at the other side, and after a little pause, he looked back at Delphi again.
It can be seen that the girl still turned his back on him, and did not mean to turn around.
"Delphi," Maca didn't move. He just stood at the door, looking at his back. "What is your purpose? By now, it should be clear?"
"Purpose? Am I not clear enough before?"
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