Chapter 407: Departure on the journey (seven)

Chapter 407 Departure on the journey (7)
Arthur rushed to the backyard.
After the treatment of the Holy Spirit White Phoenix, the wounds on his body were all good, and the Holy Spirit and evil spirits in the body were not squandered for the time being. But his blood was covered, his clothes were all red, and the gap between the black dragons was so and sticky. He had long wanted to take a bath and feel comfortable.
As Arthur fears, the bathing pool in the backyard is also made of candy. It is very similar to the original wooden house bathing pool, which is surrounded by four walls. The only difference is its magical chocolate wall.
The pool of water that is bubbling is also hot soda. Arthur took a handful of it, only lemon flavor, but no taste. Is this a sugar-free soda?
The tiredness of the body made Arthur forget what logic was. He simply didn't bother to think about it. When he was stripped, he jumped into the pool and washed the armor with soda water by the pool. These magical charcoal waters smudged on the clothes and immediately disintegrated the dirt.
Just as King Arthur was able to take out food out of thin air in the house, this piece of Avalon Pure Land must have its own particularity.
For example, what do you want to change as you like?
Arthur tried to concentrate on getting some gold. He found himself purely wasting his time. Of course, how can things be seen as he imagined.
Just as he was in a daze, a voice rang in Arthur’s ear: "Arthur?"
"Hey!" Arthur almost spit out a blood. He grabbed a dress and surprised himself to cover his lower body.
Greenville was wearing a white bikini and appeared in front of Arthur.
"You, you, you, you, what are you doing?!" Arthur exclaimed, and he was so surprised that his tone was constantly changing.
"Of course, take a shower." The girl jumped into the pool, and the soda raised a burst of foam and made a sizzling sound.
Arthur watched Greenville coming slowly from across the pool, and he quickly fled back and fled back: "Don't come over! I haven't finished washing-"
"Ah, haha, what's shy? Can we wash it together?" Greeneville is approaching, her rich, moderate chest is shaking up and down in front of Arthur's eyes, in a bikini swimsuit. Under the support, it is more flexible.
What is flowing out of Arthur's nose, it is the boy's nosebleed.
The head is so dizzy. Hot soda made Arthur's lower body hurt.
"Arthur." The girl stretched out her hand and held the boy's face: "Let's wash it together -"
Her lips are about to kiss.
No! This kind of Greenville is absolutely strange!
Real Greenville will definitely do this kind of thing!
Arthur's body was soft, but he reached out to grasp the sheath of his king in the moment of the millennium, and launched the sheath [breaker]! The golden-colored light blew in front of Arthur, and it flashed dizzy.
"Go away!" Arthur pushed Greenville back.
"Hey!" The girl fell into the pool, and she slowly climbed up: "Why? Arthur? Do you think I am not attractive enough?"
"Less installed, you are not Greenville! Greenville is not so bold! - Who are you?!"
The "Arthur" girl looked at Arthur with a pitiful look, seemingly begging for the pity of the knight.
auzw.com "Don't pretend! Return the original Greenville to me! I hate the wild Greenville now!" Arthur muttered.
The girl was silent. For a moment, the white light began to emanate from the girl's body, and finally condensed on the diamond of Greenville's chest pendant. A transparent, water-like diamond immediately becomes milky white.
"Well!? Ya, Arthur?!" Greenville returned to see Arthur, who only hung a cloth in the bath, and then looked at himself in a bikini swimsuit: "Wow, ah!"
"Hey," Arthur couldn't help but smile as he reached out and wiped the blood on his nose.
"You, what have you done?!" Greenville angered.
"What is [you] doing, Greenville. How can you be encroached on by your own spirituality?" Arthur replied, while burying his body in the water.
"I remember that I summoned my spirituality on the altar of the Holy Land, in order to come back to save you -"
"Sure enough. I just thought you were very strange. If you don't know how to use the Holy Spirit, would you dare to summon spirituality directly?" Arthur sneered. "Be careful that the body is encroached by the Holy Spirit and loses your body forever."
"This, this does not need you to remind!" Greenville angered, and quickly retreated to the pool, her face is reder than the sunset, in the pool of magical excess light against the night, "Hurry, hurry up! I will have something to say to you after a while!"
Next there is a waiting for Arthur. Arthur looked at the figure that Greenville had hurried away, and was depressed.
He looked down and looked depressed. He couldn't wait to find a hole in the hole.
Late at night, the territory of the Gryk, the patriarchal house in the partial hall.
Sleeping on the hide can not be said to be uncomfortable, not too comfortable. The fur of Warcraft is hard and rough, almost equal to the hardness of the ground, the only advantage is durability. Bediville suddenly missed the matte-woven mattress of the Terran: that at least it had some softness and it was not stinging.
The tortoise boy, who was tossing and turning, opened his eyes and looked at Albert, who was sleeping next to another animal skin.
"Ayr, have you slept?" he asked, lowering his voice.
"Sleep, don't quarrel with me." Ayr replied coldly, and he obviously felt so worried that he couldn't sleep on such a cold winter night.
"Ai's past let it go. You are not already a member of the Turk family, have you decided to live in the Turkic village?"
"I know. I know, but --"
Suddenly, a young man who has just turned 16 years old will leave his hometown and struggle to survive in the territory of the aliens. No matter how good his heart is, he will feel uneasy.
This is also a thing that Buddy can't help anyway. What he can do is his own duty, trying to bring peace to every corner of the dark area.
Both humans and orcs should have a better future. It’s so sad to struggle only for survival.
The next day, Bedieville got up in the spirit. It was rainy today and the weather was a bit gloomy.
He ran out to find the three brothers of Hackett to ask about the situation, but unexpectedly saw a familiar face: the patriarch of the murderous family (the tiger family), Roble!
"What?!" Bedieville stepped back and Robbie had come up. "Good morning, Silver Wolf Beverly."
A man rushed out of the bedroom room and clumsily bumped behind Bettyville. "Old, dad?!" Albert's voice rang behind Betty.
"Ayr." Roble said coldly.
"What are you doing here?!" Betti glared at Roble.
The golden eyes of the black tiger and the blue eyes of the silver wolf face each other and sparkle of hostility.