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Brando is speechless.

“Because I deeply admire Lord Thane in my heart, from the moment Lord Thane wakes me up from the darkness, my heart, my life, sings like Nightingale. It tells me who Is the most important person in my life…”

Medissa’s voice is low, full of elf’s unique softness, she seems to be pouring a love poem, let Brando kneel there.

Medissa’s love for him, he did not understand his heart, but he did not expect that this feeling is so profound.

“I can give up in front of Miss Romaine and Miss Freya, and I can give in front of you. You can even give up in front of Miss Andy Dina, but she can’t, I don’t allow myself to lose to Miss Delphine, Lord Thane. You understand the heart of Medissa. ?”

Brando turned around.

Medissa was half-squatting, staring at him like a star, his eyes full of stubborn uneasiness.

Brando felt that the softest part of his spirit seemed to be hit hard.

What choice can he make? The distance between the two eyes is getting closer and closer. Medissa closed her eyes, and the eyelash hangs down like a fan, shivering shyly.

“I love you, Lord Thane.” She said uneasily.

“Medissa…”

“Please respond to me seriously. Lord Thane.”

“Yes, you will always be my Princess, Medissa.”

For a long time, the lips, Silver Elf Little Princess silver’s nephew is full of happiness, she holds Brando’s neck tightly, and the whole person leans up and presses the soft chest on his back.

“It turned out that Miss Scarlett felt like this. I really envy her.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Because I also want to be a real person, I can be with Lord Thane, but even now, my heart is full of satisfaction.”

“Thank you, Lord Thane.”

Brando is heavy in his heart.

The two were so silently cuddling.

I don’t know how long it took, he suddenly felt that Delphine was stunned, and he thought that the prime minister’s daughter was sleeping again; Medissa apparently noticed this, she was headed, and looked toward this woman.

But Delphine frowned, as if in a nightmare, she bit her lip and occasionally whispered a few bytes from her throat.

Until the two heard her words:

“Sorry, Elman…”

Medissa’s hand suddenly froze.

She looked to Brando, Brando sighed said: “That is her fiance.”

“Miss Delphine loves him very much?”

Brando shook his head.

“She loves herself.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know, maybe she may have understood this in her heart. She hopes that she will be cold-blooded, but she hopes she can have true love. Maybe Marsha gave her everything and gave the lady a contradictory heart.”

“God is always fair -“

Medissa opened her mouth and didn’t know what to say. She looked at the prime minister’s daughter with a pity.

Brando also sighed one breath and gently pulled the blanket over her.

……

Three days later.

A lonely highland stood in the middle of the fog, and the white Mist gradually passed the footsteps of the rustling sand. A daoist silhouette gradually emerged from the fog. He stopped in the highlands, staring at the eyes, the cold wind blowing some worn collars, the eyes of the world is a white world, the fog of the sky slowly moving in the breeze in the morning.

The fog seems to be a desolate and uninhabited wilderness. In the distance, there are several tree shingles of baring fangs and brandishing claws, which is probably the only reference in this white world. There are no villages, no roads, no things that can attract people’s attention, except for breathing, it seems to be a lonely World.

“Where is this?” A sudden voice came behind him, and Brando turned around and saw the face of Insidolon as if he hadn’t woken up.

He doesn’t know why an undead always likes to sleep so much.

Of course, according to Insidolon one’s own words, that is the pursuit of eternal sleep.

But eternal sleep does not seem to mean this –

Brando shook his head, and three days ago they left Tomro – the place where they had stayed – of course, if the wreckage of the wall was really Tomro.

That was the last time they saw a reference.

Then they quickly lost their direction, and soon the road disappeared. The only counter seemed to be the sun that was faint after the layers of fog.

But this is useless. They are following the direction of the sun’s whereabouts, and it is almost time to arrive in Somia. The map seems to have lost its effect. The humans that should have appeared on it or the territory of the undead did not appear. It seems that the ground should have entered the low ground, but the ground is still flat and dry as always, and there is no trace of undead and Crystalline battle along the way, as if entering a completely strange alien plane.

Nasin walked in this area all the year round, and Feng Huo and Mr. Liu also walked this way, but now no one of them can recognize the terrain nearby.

As for no one knows where they have arrived.

If such a situation is okay for a while, it can last for three days. During these three days, everyone is about to collapse by the misty landscape.

So it’s no wonder that Insidolon puts on a look that is going to die.