Dawn of the Grey Tower

The interior of the dim fortress made it impossible to distinguish the actual distance. Following the witch who claimed to be Hella, the child who had been regarded as part of the witch ’s property soon forgot how many corridors he had turned and how many he passed. intersection. But what is interesting is that he can be sure that he has not seen any door along the way, in other words, he has not seen any room. However, the limited vision and knowledge made the child unable to realize what it meant. He just followed the witch behind him, looking forward to a big meal.

"Tap!" Footsteps echoed in the empty room. Hella suddenly stopped, allowing the child behind to nearly hit herself. "Here, wait here, I'll get some food." The witch said with a weak voice, and then walked into the darkness ahead. Fortunately, she didn't really drop the little tail behind her in the dark. After taking two steps forward, Hella reacted with some hindsight and gently snapped her fingers, so the two rows The dim candlelight lit up along the sides of the room, vaguely outlining a long table in the middle and chairs around it.

"Sit there and wait for me, it won't be long." The witch said with a hook, and a chair moved out from under the table. And although it was only a flash, the children who witnessed all of this were very certain that the power to push the chair came from some kind of white "color" sticking out from the tablecloth. He bit his lip and was extremely disturbed by the scene he had just glimpsed, but the witch's order was not to be disobeyed. So he rallied his courage and walked toward the long table. After carefully checking the chair, he sat down cautiously. As for Hella, the witch had turned into a corridor that was not illuminated by candlelight when the child was suspicious.

Footsteps sounded again, but this time not from Hella, but another witch stationed in the fortress. The child remembered her name as Jia Lun. The witch with lashes around her thighs looked around casually, frowning slightly as if not satisfied with the illuminated candles. "That guy always makes this place somber." She whispered, made of metal Cheng's heel stepped **** the floor. "Poof!" The flame on the candle swelled instantly, turning the blurred space bright and warm.

The child covered his eyes with his hands and then put them down after a few seconds. At this time, Jia Lun had sat on the other side of the long table and looked at him with his legs raised. For a child, aesthetics is a difficult thing, especially in the absence of parental education, it is difficult to distinguish what is beautiful and what is ugly. For example, even with the taboo identity of a witch aside, Jia Lun, with a neatly constructed orange and red "color" short hair, is probably enough to drive most men in this city crazy. The witch's well-maintained body and the good face under the influence of the natural charm of "enchantment" can not be compared with the vulgar fish "women" or those who are doing skin and meat business. But for a child who does not have the standard of beauty and ugliness, this short-haired witch is by no means more beautiful than Hella who helped him bandage the wound. And aware of the playfulness in those eyes, the scars caused when the child sitting on the other side of the long table was dragged began to linger again.

"Don't worry, little fellow. The frustrated witch won't do such a boring thing to people like you." Seemingly aware of the other's uneasiness, Jia Lun leaned back and put his focus on the back of the chair on. Her left hand was placed under her chin, and the opening of interest broke the silence, "Since I promised you a meal to change your body, then I will fulfill this promise. However, you are sure to eat the sea Pull what you do? "

Seeing the child's attention attracted by herself, the witch "lu" smiled triumphantly, "Do you think she is a good person? Will you bandage the wound and help you cook for you?" Although it is not clear The meaning of Jialun's words, but for an orphan with a disease, the so-called good man may not be enough to describe Hella. In his eyes, she is almost the angel who brings light to the world, although this **** Does not like light.

"Pooh hahaha! Do you really think so? Hahaha!" Jia Lun saw the expression on the child's face and immediately understood his thoughts. The witch laughed regardless of the image, and almost turned over from the chair. This disturbing laughter didn't stop until the witch's stomach buckled because of soreness. She wiped the tears from her laughter in the corner of her eyes and looked up at the child across the long table. "Oh, you are such a stupid bird, just forget the butcher's butcher's knife because of the rice on the plate in front of you. This is not okay, if you die like this, it's too boring, come, let me give You tell the story of this Miss Hella! "

"Gallen!" Carrying a wooden plate filled with food, Hella stood in the corridor and yelled at her companion. An obvious expression rarely appeared on her too thin face. It is a pity that the thin body and the sound of lack of energy even after using the best of your ability, Hella's prevention only contributed to the interest of Jialun.

"Why? Do you want to stop me? Or say ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Do you want to tell your little guest your story in person? My dear, Hella, Miss." The witch deliberately put the word Hella It's very long, it seems to emphasize something intentionally. And this really made the child aware of one thing, that is, the pronunciation of the name Hella is almost identical to the word grave in the dialect of Shaoxing Bay. So when Hella put the wooden plate on the table in front of the child, he couldn't help but add a bit of suspiciousness to the witch's gaze.

"Hella, oh, what a malicious name. The cursed daughter born from the cemetery, the living dead who burrowed out of the dead man's womb! She is a celebrity in our witch gang, not even the annoying Qi Li She was so legendary when she was born. "Jia Lun giggled and said in an exaggerated tone," Can I start telling your story? My sister? "

Hella listened to her companion's sneer and sarcasm, and did not react violently. Just picked up a red rose on the wooden plate and placed it in front of his seat.

"You can listen while you eat, little one. No, you better listen while you eat, because I'm afraid you won't be able to eat anymore after listening to this story." Jia Lun clapped his hands gently from below the table Two small black snakes with thick thumbs were drilled, and they were rolled up with knives and forks and placed on the child's wooden plate.

. Dawn of the Grey Tower