The Black Scepter

I was called up today to see the sights. One more. If the red ticket can go past 400 at six o'clock in the evening, it will be two more. Recently, the code word feels a bit poor. I didn't write much yesterday. I hope you will understand.

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Connor Meeks did not follow Murphy's participation in the "expropriation" of Corseni Castle, but started the full-scale investigation of Fei Leng Cui alone at night.

The map of towns, the division of power, the center of power, the flow of money and the underground organization, etc. This guy who was supposed to sit in the castle and enjoy the blood safely, but at the moment is like a most ordinary servant, completes Murphy efficiently and without complaint. The task left.

He knew very well that after being tied to Murphy's chariot, he had no retreat.

And at sunset a few days later, when Murphys and Ashcandi appeared again in Fei Leng Cui, a stack of thick parchment paper had already appeared in front of Murphys.

"If it were you, what would happen?"

Murphy handed the information about the real power master of Fei Leng Cui to Ashkendi, the red eye, who sat quietly beside Murphy, reached out and took a head down to read, less of the brutality of the past.

To be honest, compared to Ashcandy during the day, Murphy is more interested in this once domineering but now quiet and restrained queen-because she is used to solving everything in her own way without thinking about others, she The existence of, or the existence of this strong personality, was born to fulfill Ashkendi’s desire for a crazy revenge plan.

But when Murphys fulfilled her wish to eliminate the heretical ruling, she seemed to be lost — and the result was that her mood was no longer irritable, and her heart gradually became stable, but the queen seemed to hate the heresy and the Holy See More prosperous, and never willing to mention a few words to Prince William?

coincidence?

The split personality does not seem to know the specific actions of other personalities in the multiple personality, and Murphy feels himself...as if he is gradually touching a truth that Ashcandi himself may not fully understand.

At the moment, she pouted her mouth after reading quietly, as if thinking about something, and raised her head. The dark queen's frowned look suddenly became more cute in Murphy's heart, making him strange.

"This still has to ask me what to do? It's just a matter of killing who kills first."

This answer made Murphyston's subtle mood rubbing his eyebrows-she was still her, and the queen could not become a princess.

"Then write down the plan and see?"

Passing a quill pen, Murphys added: "Give a rating according to the difficulty you think, and then go one by one, how?"

Ashcandi looked at the quill in his hand and replied: "As long as I can make the group of **** sticks regret what they did, I will accompany them to the end."

Only three minutes later, when Ashcandi handed the parchment with the difficulty rating and combat plan to Murphys, Murphys, who was seriously preparing to study, suddenly "fluttered" with a laugh, because... The handwriting is really terrible.

"Do not laugh."

Angrily Ashcandy jumped out three words from the teeth, a pretty face was slightly red... And miracle, she didn’t rush to kick Murphys out of the castle, but just sat there and tightened Black cloth robe.

And this scene made Murphyston's head a bit stunned when he raised his head to say something.

Even though someone's aesthetic view was as terrible as a thunderbolt, he was also hit by the green side of this powerful queen. "There are no too many adjectives in his heart, but he simply felt that his head was slightly lowered at the moment. The shy Ashkandi is beautiful.

The crooked parchment in his hand was gently blow-dried by him, folded carefully, put it in his pocket, and stood up. Murphy wanted to be serious, but the corner of his mouth could not control a strange arc- —"Written well, just do what you wrote, Miss Ashcandy."

"Call me Ashcandy, bastard."

The Queen's tone wanted to be tough, but she inadvertently added a hint of tenderness.

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The streets of Feilengcui are very simple. Three horizontal streets and three vertical streets intersect at right angles. There are seven brothels, four pubs, two blacksmith shops, ten grocery shops of various types, two wine cellars, one cemetery, and one mercenary union. One, more than 20 residential houses, zero churches, and zero official ruling departments of the empire.

The existence of these buildings constitutes the entire Feilengcui town, the core of which is concentrated in mercenary unions and brothels. The former's task remuneration directly determines the degree of the latter's hot business, the mobility of personnel is large, and there are only 200 permanent residents, of which four Fifty are still prostitutes.

Connor walked on the street at night, leading the way as a leader, behind him was Murphys with a dagger and wand, Compton Munet followed behind, and Ashcandy was walking in Murphys Beside, at the moment, the two have no affiliation, respect each other, help each other, very simple, but also have an emotional maintenance that both of them do not know.

It was still the sound of high heels knocking on the ground like knocking on the door like death, echoed on the deserted street slightly abruptly.

Turning two streets, the red light district of Emerald and the Third Street, this time is far more lively than any other place.

Under the cold air, the exposed prostitutes tried their best to tease the passing guests, and Connor, who had a noble atmosphere and a face with the charm of the old man, appeared, surrounded by countless women with deep cleavages. .

Murphy raised his eyebrows, watching Connor, who always had a serious face, actually cooperating with two of her breasts, and pulled out a gold coin into her cleavage, then pointed to the pedestrian behind him. , And pointed to the biggest house in the block, with a vague smile.

The nearly dizzy woman who was smashed by a gold coin screamed and wished to kneel down to serve Connor the "God" now, but saw that the people behind were cold as icebergs, especially... in the team There is also a woman with enough temperament to kill the most beautiful prostitutes on Third Street 10,000 times, which suddenly makes her converge a lot.

Carrying the corners of the inferior dress, she twisted the round fat buttocks and led the way towards the brightly lit house.

A group of people followed behind in silence, and heard the prostitutes around them whispering, and several people responded differently-Compton never even showed an extra expression, and Murphy was curious. But I was also smoked by the strong perfume smell, and my eyes hurt a bit. Ashcandi could kill his eyes, and his fingers clenched slightly-but fortunately, the rouge and vulgar powder knew the difference, no one really thought that this beautiful It is the personality to the strange "customer" to die.

The largest building in Feilengcui Town is not a hotel, but a private building-in other words, the power center of the entire town is concentrated here.

The "Brotherhood", which is called the bandit deserters and mercenaries, is the largest armed force in the entire town. It controls the three largest and only profit-making institutions, the mercenary union, the brothel, and the tavern. Of course, nothing can be exploited too far, otherwise Fei Lengcui is unwilling to appear a tyrannical dictator who overthrows the balance. If you go too far, someone will naturally take you out of power.

That's what Murphy is doing now.

Salute first?

Where Ashkandi is there, basically this will not happen.

Therefore, when Edwin Van Cliff, the leader of the "Brotherhood", was happy on his big bed, the gate of the Feilengcui town that no one else dared to actively open was already endured to the extreme. Ashcandy, whose face was frozen, kicked directly!

The remote town is a remote town, and the “palace” that wants to create the atmosphere of the emperor of the earth seems to have an unusually strong cottage atmosphere, but the person on the bed is actually genuine. Murphy feels that the scene in front of him reminds him involuntarily. A strange scene seen in a forest in a hunt~www.wuxiaspot.com~ That is the scene of the allegedly androgynous mating of the star-nosed guinea pig. In short, it has subverted Murphys. And there must be one-to-one common sense.

The thick wooden door was smashed, and all kinds of unspeakable moans and waves in the room were wrapped in a posture with a huge visual impact. The pedestrians outside the door were stunned for a few seconds.

"Who?!"

As the leader, Van Cliff, the strength of the great swordsman, is not a fool. In the town of Feilengcui, he must have the consciousness of being kicked by force in the town of Feileng Cui. If you delay the time, you instinctively reach for the scimitar that will never be more than one meter away from you!

It's just that his movements were completely solidified by the appearance of a pale palm.

Earl-level blood race Connor stood beside him, pinching his wrist reaching the curve with one hand, and with the gentle wave of the teenager who entered the house, the murderous countless and the female countless hands were in "Crack it" was completely chopped off with a crunch.

"Your Excellency Van Cliff, I have something to talk about—"

Before Murphy finished his words, he found that Ashcandi had taken a big step to the guy who was still in the body of another "bird" and slapped it on the other person's chest!

See you poorly.

The favored by the Brotherhood leader and a few beautiful women turned their heads, only to find that the strong man who had just galloped on his body had already lost half of his body under the palm of this peerless beauty.

Blood and intestines were sprayed on the entire bed in a radial pattern. This great swordsman who wanted to say a few words about the maneuver had become a rotten flesh before he even had a fart!

Damn, this woman is crazy.