Chapter 229 (1/2)

Before sijak fled underground, a small building with ivy on its outer wall was crawling in buchell.

Rococo style hall furnishings gorgeous, gold, silver, ivory and other gorgeous colors full of vision. On the pure silver candlestick, hundreds of large candles emit bright light, which makes the temperature of the hall higher than the outside world by several degrees.

The French windows were all closed, and the thick curtains were closed, and there was no air tight, and there was no ray of light coming through.

High cost, nearly three inches thick, hand-made jacquard wool carpet, disheveled young men and women lying there, body full of sweat and drink, from time to time, some body twitch a few times, issued inexplicable nonsense.

Jill Jung Bucher was sprawling on a sofa, his eyes turning white and staring at the gold painted patterns on the ceiling.

A breeze passed by, and the maid who had just gone down to deliver a pot of hot tea to sijak staggered towards him. As a result, seven or eight feet away from Jill, she was dragged by several arms and fell down among the people on the ground.

The air is filled with the smell of erosion, a ray of heart palpitating evil force hovers in the void, slowly and firmly squeezing the essence of these men and women in the hall.

In the middle of the hall is a small ebony altar, on which is placed a two foot high, pure gold statue, inlaid with countless gorgeous gems. A head is a head, the body is like an octopus, and the body is full of tentacles. It is surrounded by three women with fuzzy faces.

The weird existence surrounded in the middle, its eyes are two pink diamonds, a wisp of evil force is ejecting from the diamonds, two diamonds twinkle with a faint shimmer, like the eyes of living creatures, are peeping through a layer of empty diaphragm to peep at the wanton indulgence of men and women in the hall.

Jill Jung Bucher, caben's youngest son.

In the daytime, it was just for him that caben ran to Ruhr cathedral to bribe and threaten Archbishop Hoffman. He used a large check as a bridge, and they successfully reached some shady deals.

Originally, Jill was a regular child. When he was a boy in Ruhr City, he abided by the law, respected the old and loved the young, was diligent and willing to learn, and made progress actively. Everyone said that he was the model of all noble children in Ruhr city.

But when Jill was 15, she was sent to the intermediate college in Heidelberg, the capital of the city No one knows what happened to him in those years in the imperial capital. In short, when he finished his studies and returned to Ruhr from Heidelberg, he was completely changed

Jill mingles with a group of famous dandies and dandies in Ruhr city all day, eating, drinking, and indulging At the end of the day, Jill began to organize secret gatherings and hold some weird rituals

Jill has a good father and dotes on him.

Otherwise, for what he has done in the past two years, he has either been arrested by the Ruhr city police, or he has been put on fire as heretic by the inquisition of Ruhr cathedral.

However, caben dotes on him, unreasonable and unprincipled, so Jill is still very happy today.

A young girl wearing a light gauze crawled along the carpet.

She winked at Jill from a distance, and there was a cat's coquettish voice in her throat

Jill gently shook his head. He straightened up and picked up a lipstick stained glass in front of him. He poured two mouthfuls of ice water, and then he shivered.

”Just now, it seems Well, my head Just now, it seems that... ”

His dazed eyes had a little focus. He stood up and staggered to the door of the hall. His body trembled and opened the heavy door. He put half his head out of the crack.

Outside the door stood several pretty maidens and an old housekeeper with a stiff face.

Jill blinked, looked at the old housekeeper, and coughed heavily: ”just now, how long ago It seems that for a while You just sent someone in to say, say, say What's wrong with father