Chapter 212: A Letter to the King of Silver in the Extreme North

Chapter 212 A Letter To The King Of Silver In The Extreme North-
"Huh" In this extremely northern silver land, only polar bears and old hairs can survive, and those with insufficient physique cannot survive for half a day in the snow-capped land covered with silver clothes deep in the knees.
But what is strange is that a petite and thin girl is wrapped in a cloak slowly in the foreground, and the snow that can make an adult sink into the knees just prints her small footprints.
That's right, you read that right, small footprints! She didn't even wear shoes in this cold place? !!
"Look what I found ?!" With a hissing voice, fear spreads in this snow-capped forest, and a giant monster more than two meters appears in front of the little girl, making people look irresistible. Called endlessly, the kind of block and ugly face, sharp teeth and sharp claws.
Absolutely not a top predator in nature!
The most important thing is that it also has wisdom!
He drooled at the little girl and said, "A sixteen-year-old girl who is undressed and exhales fatal temptations ... is so delicious ... smell, I smell it!"
"Internal organs? Where is it?" The little girl asked with a sweet, natural smile. She put her hair behind her head with a wide forehead and looked very beautiful and beautiful: "What, nothing at all , Deceiving guy, be punished, punishment "
"Hey, what are you talking about? Why aren't you afraid?" The weird monster just made a throat-throat, and then all of his head and internal organs were split up in an instant.
"Strange, why should Priscilla be afraid?" Gently wiping purple blood in her cloak, the girl smiled with a strange expression. The expression was called "Broken." Shouldn't it be you? ? "Dividing the corpse, it was only a moment.
"The top layer of the so-called higher biological food chain is you guy?" The silver lion king suddenly appeared in place, sniffing the smell of the dead demon, and suddenly accelerated to chase forward.
"Well, are you chasing me? Similar." On the cliff, Priscilla lowered her head and watched as she approached like a rhinoceros raging in the forest.
So she greeted. Asked.
"Awakener, what are you doing in the realm of the King of Silver?" He asked relentlessly. After the awakener awakens, he will directly recover his original hair. His pupils, even ordinary people, have very few silver hair.
He is special.
"Oh!" Priscilla opened her eyes. "Do you know the King of Silver?"
"What are you doing in the domain of the King of Silver?" The silver lion king asked Shen Sheng, this is the second sentence, the third sentence he is about to attack.
"Sayed ..." The voice suddenly appeared behind him, and then the entire man had begun to lose control of his body. It was not strength or attack, but absolute fear. The absolute fear made Silver-eyed The lion king Riccardo couldn't move.
abyss? No, unlike the western and Isth's forces, they must be stronger and more frightening. Is it impossible to move with just this momentum? What kind of ghost monster is this!
Super ... abyss.
"Now, can you take me to see the King of Silver?" She said with a smile. Does this monster have such absolute pressure without even being transformed? You monster "Don't think about it!" Let me show you to Issli.
"So there's no way. There are still a lot of people, just kill some. It's really lonely to walk alone in this place." She slightly naturally said: "Sure enough, hurry up Give the letter to the King of Silver and go home "
letter? Wait. What letter? "Goodbye, little lion." She smiled and was about to kill, but a long bone arrow flew over like a cannonball.
It may be fatal to ordinary people, but for their monster level, this attack is just a test.
Priscilla, who smashed the long bones without transforming, finally found that this was a strong enemy. She looked carefully. She only saw the streamlined armor with white silver and the strong one. Laigao's body shape: He looks healthy and handsome, elegant and domineering, like the king of white and silver.
He is Isly.
King of the North, a warrior who fought against the ancient Uruk Empire for decades or even longer than humans have known.
Also the first abyss.
The only successful combat item in the organization.
But it couldn't be controlled, so it failed!
He is perfect. Just one person has suppressed the organization for hundreds of years.
It is also very powerful.
But at this time a more powerful presence appeared, Priscilla.诶 ·· King of the North, King of Silver Isly. Priscilla narrowed her eyes seriously—looking at Isly, then nodded gently. "Someone asked me to send you a letter, and I finally found it." "Finally, I can go back to my brother.
"This is a letter." She ruminated a letter from her mouth, her face was very clean, and there was no trace at all, but it was such a letter that made Iseli, the abyss, suddenly change color: "This Letter, this paper ... "
"This is what your brother gave you," she said with an expression of dissatisfaction.
"Oh" with a sloppy voice, he slowly stepped forward to her, she seemed extremely petite in front of him, she was only as big as a calf, and even not as thick as his calf, but Both knew that power was definitely not so comparable. She is much more terrible!
Passing the letter, he took it with that huge palm and opened it.
Reader, ten lines at a time.
"What's your answer?" She asked impatiently.
"I reject his offer," Isli said with a gentle smile, "I can't accept this kind of thing."
"Well, what a life!" She said in a surprised tone. "Or a clear judgment?"
"Brother said, if you refuse, let go of you, but if you agree, kill you, oh, what a pity, what is written in it?" Priscilla asked naively in a surprised tone. .
"Ah, really a sly guy, he actually set a trap in such a place, but the contents are secret." Isliha laughed, shook his head, smiled, grabbed Carudo in the ground, shook his head. "Then go back and tell your brother, goodbye."
This sentence contained all the profound meanings, but Priscilla didn't care so much, but just changed her true posture with a cheer.
The one-cornered demon descended on the earth, just like the most terrifying existence, and that attitude made Iseli deeply fascinated.
"I really want to take a look at him, who can surrender such monsters." Isli suddenly sighed.
"King?" Ricardo asked with a frown, "I'm sorry, haha, it's so interesting, look forward to it!" Isli Haha smiled and dropped Ricardo over the horse.
With a smile, Islihaha disappeared into Ricardo's vision for a moment.
"Interesting? Who?" Riccardo still didn't understand the situation.
"Well, it's almost there." Of course Kaylar could not know anything other than 10,000 miles. If it were to be calculated, maybe 100,000 miles or millions of miles?
It's just that Kaylar is facing the thing about the headless knights Celtic and Strelsen.
"It's really good, Miss Zelti, you're really good at it." Kaylar smiled gently while stroking the black headless horse. Horses simply don't hate Keral, who is also natural.
"How about, are you interested in working for me?" Kailar held out her hand with a smile: "I need your ability, I need you."
"..." The other person was very calm, at least she didn't have a head and looked very calm.
Then he slammed it down on the paper.
White paper.
Made of tree pulp and plaster ... no need to lean on kraft and parchment paper! Paper to spread culture is worth a million dollars!
The cross-century invention was so bad for her. Many students don't look away and can't bear her behavior of breaking paper.
Obviously, she couldn't speak for a long time, so she could only write hard and write, and write down what she had been holding for a long time.
Are you kidding me, thinking that if you say this, you can forgive me for everything you do to me!
Nope! You deceiver ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Tyrant! metamorphosis! Freak! I won't help you!
You guys really hate you ...
"It's so sad." Kailar took it with a smile as if taking over the paper one by one. "Did you only have so much grooming, and your cursing words only have that?" It's sad. "Keilal smiled.
Selty, who was punched in the cotton with the same punch, felt like a deflated balloon.
"How about, I suggest you think about it," Kaylar smiled, folded the paper into balls, and threw it into the trash. He had been stocking things like white paper from the beginning, waiting for the largest typography It's time to make full use of it and finally it's time for these two big killers to start "aggression"!
Just when Kailar was full of confidence, the chess game he set out began to slowly develop, and it seemed to be good.
Kailar touched his chin and wondered why a strange thought suddenly came up: Would you like to go to Carthage in Africa? No, maybe you don't have to go by yourself, but should you establish state-to-state diplomatic relations with Carthage?