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“No…no!” The face was scared, and the wetness on his forehead was a cold sweat. Fortunately, the latter did not find it, but focused on her arms.

“What are you doing?”

“I…” Sergey replied stutteringly: “Kent uncle went out, let me see if you have anything you need. The kitchen…there is…in the kitchen…”

“That’s fine,” Romaine interrupted her. “You come and chat with me.”

“what?”

“I am not hungry, but it is very boring. Say you come and chat with me.”

“I… well… okay, do you want to drink, drink some wine, kitchen… there is apple fruit wine in the kitchen.” Serge’s brain seemed to have turned around and said a complete sentence.

“Ping fruit wine.” Romaine indulged for a short while, nodded: “But then you can get a little faster.”

The girl sighed in relief, and the whole man walked in the direction of the kitchen. She doesn’t know if she should continue anymore, but I have to find a separate room to talk quietly anyway.

However, she just moved, and suddenly a white shadow flashed in the darkness, a white fox gracefully fell in front of her.

She was shocked and looked at the creatures that suddenly appeared on the table not far away. The latter held her head and stared at her with cold eyes, giving a strange illusion. As if it is wise.

Seymour is wondering about this, and suddenly White Mist is open. Tone cold ice:

“What is in your arms?”

The whole person seems to be in the middle of the battle, not because the fox can speak people, but because of the content of the words, the cold and unquestionable tone makes her even lost the room for surprise, she I felt the blood from head to toe solidified.

“I……”

“White Mist. There is nothing in Seri’s arms. I asked her before.”

This lack of words makes the girl’s heart shy, and White Mist does not breathe the latter: “You shut up.” Romaine screamed at the grievances, White Mist, then looked back at the hotel’s waitress. Yingsheng, narrow eyes flashed with wise lines of light: “I don’t know who is making you. little girl, but you don’t know how much you know, I suggest you don’t be fooled, those who play behind crafty plots The guys of the machinations won’t be very kind.”

It paused: “In her eyes, I can’t consider the life of a small person like you.”

White Mist subconsciously thinks that the natural beauty behind Lucia is that he is behind the scenes.

Seymour was said to have shaken up, or she had long hesitated, and she stood there in vain. After a while, she took out the thing from her arms.

On her hand was a palm-sized test tube, stuffed with a cork, filled with a strange liquid, which was unremarkable when placed under the cloth, but when it was taken to the dark In the middle, it emits ice-cold fluorescence of the usual color of ice.

Fluorescence radiates from the hand of the scorpion and spreads throughout the dark hotel, drawing out the outline of every table and every chair in the hall.

Romaine looked at the scene with wide eyes and couldn’t help but make a curious voice: “Yi?”

This monotonous note satirized and snarled, thinking that the latter was ridiculing her to lie before, but in fact the miss merchant did not think in that direction at all, just simply thought it was fun.

“She told you to let you use this thing to poison?” White Mist still squinted and guessed the other person’s statement very wisely. “She must not tell you that the entire hotel will be alarmed when you take out this thing.” “”

Seymour was also shocked. Obviously, she did not expect that this ‘poison’ would have such a big movement. She was stupid and knew that she was being used at the moment. Such poison would have her first before she had someone else’s life. Life – No wonder the two secret followers who did not allow her to take out the poison beforehand.

Thinking of the two secret followers who came with her, her scalp suddenly became numb, and the believers could not provoke her. She had seen their murders with her own eyes. She couldn’t help but want to remind the two ‘people’ in front of them. .

But this time White Mist frowned. It thought of something uneasily. No one would use such a big poison to remind its opponents. It doubted what the crafty plots and machinations of the woman behind it. From beginning to end. White Mist always thought that The Silver Queen was behind the scenes.

It suddenly said to the girl in front of him: “You better take this thing a little further, I suspect it is not a poison at all.”

As if in order to prove it, the cockroach did not react, the bottle in the hand violently vibrated, and the glass test tube slammed and slammed, and it broke open from the middle.

A white light flew out of the broken glass fragments. Shooting to the side is still ignorant of the miss merchant.

“Be careful!”

“This is Godsblood!” White Mist suddenly jumped up and recognized what it was: “Damn, this cunning woman!”