Chapter 206: (1/2)

Uncle Xianshi, have you gone out? ?

Obviously, it seems that he is not optimistic. It is really... always doing these worrying moves.

Xiaosha walked to the edge of the chair with some anger and wanted to sit down. Suddenly, her vision was upside down, and she tripped under something.

”Oh! It hurts... Xiaosha, who fell on all fours, rubbed her head and turned her eyes to the object that tripped her over her feet.

”What is this...?” Fortunately, she didn't fall to her head. After her vision returned to normal, Xiaosha was taken aback, and she hugged the cross iron helmet that was left by her feet in her arms.

”Uncle Xianshi's iron helmet?

After digging out the inside, a strand of silver hair that felt like silk was pulled out.

(Today is a little bit...More in a few days~)

Chapter 22 ~ Special Envoy from the Blood Race

The season before winter and spring.

Undissolved snow remains on the streets, and there are fewer children's voices and laughter than the winter days a few years ago.

As always, the twelfth lunar month was left in the cold from the gathering to the gate.

The violent cold wind turned into a sharp knife from a symbol of urging family members to reunite, cutting on the scars that were not scarred in the past.

The prosperous past is like a smoke, but it never beats Baiju.

The foreigners are rampant in this land of milk and honey, and the locals are in twos and threes.

The deserted morning on the streets has changed from the desertedness of the past.

Among the dilapidated and dilapidated wooden houses, there were only thin and weak figures of walking dead.

The centuries of strength were destroyed once, and the remaining civilization was not inherited, only the dim pupils who suffered from running around to make a living and lost hope.

The inner city of Nolan presents a completely different scene from the ‘untouchable area’.

Beneath the enclosed inner city wall, you could smell the cooked meat faintly, and the cheerful and cheerful voice beat the horn.

The rulers do not have the slightest restraint or worry about the day and night carnivals and banquets. The food is eaten, the cats provide, the wine is drunk, and the cats are brewed. When the physiological needs are strong, you can just go to the untouchables to find a few. Just catch the beautiful and beautiful Asian cat girl back.

The life of lawless indulgence is simply more comfortable than that of his hometown.

Sleeping on the big bed of the cat clan's palace, he ate the minzhimin ointment that the cat clan had picked up without any scruples.

The price of continuous exploitation is only to give them the minimum life needs. This is the posture of the conqueror.

The price of freedom is high, and you can only accept it blindly, and the imperturbable race is not worthy of possession.

She belongs to the same style of painting as most people in the ‘untouchable’ area, so she did not attract too much attention from anyone.

The girl walked barefoot on the street, her whole body was covered in a thick coat with patches of different colors, making it impossible to detect her appearance and hair color.

Just like the various local people on the street, like the beggars visible on every corner, dressed in torn clothes, their eyes are full of decadence and blankness.

The girl strolled in this strange foreign country, stopped and stopped, sometimes stopped and looked around, sometimes looked around.

The dilapidated city, like the dead heart of every cat, is difficult to recover.