The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Nearly six o'clock, the west sun is close to the horizon. Bayi ▼ Chinese ▼ ?? Wenwen. www.81zw.com ▲ It seems that because of the comparison of the buildings on the 6th floor, this round of red sun appears much larger than when it is in the sky. The dark yellow light oppressed buildings and trees all the way from the west, paved with Barton, the westernmost part of the federation, and cast a shadow behind the things.

Matthew and Louise returned to Grande from the west cemetery in the direction of the shadow.

This afternoon's work dragged on for a long time. After the funeral, Louise took advantage of the time of the guests to explain to the clients who will also hold the funeral in the future that the church will be closed.

Although it was sudden, it was justifiable. With the help of Father Constantine, these nobles in the Western District accepted the fact that the funeral must be cancelled. Matthew still went to the cemetery and a few relatives and friends of the deceased for the burial ceremony, while Louise was surrounded by people, coordinating the future arrangements for the removal of the tomb.

It was six o'clock when I returned to Grande. Grande's house was as quiet as usual. Louise looked in the office, wondering why Zac and Benjamin had not returned. She walked to the second floor as usual at this time, but Alice did not abide by her agreement with ‘Cook Kitchen’ and was not in front of the TV.

"Hanke, what about Alice?" Louise asked the old Hank who was boring in the room and changed channels.

"Warehouse." Old Hank seemed to have a natural rejection of the beautiful woman, and ignored it recklessly. Eight? One? ■? Chinese network. ww.8.11zw.com?

"What about gold?" Louise didn't care, she was used to it.

"How do I know!" Old Hank was impatient.

Louise shook her head helplessly and went to the kitchen. Kim didn't eat in the kitchen as usual, she put a little bit of snacks, and Kim might be with Alice, there should be no danger. Louise wanted to visit the warehouse, but the ringtone from the east side of the stairwell made her change her mind. She knew that there must be a lot of messages waiting for her to reply.

On the south side of Benjamin's warehouse, here is the work area of ​​Old Hank. Half of the coffins are placed under the wooden scaffold, and wood planers, wooden blocks, and triangular logs piled up are scattered on the open ground. Further south, the real warehouse has just been built for more than a month, which is also the outermost border of the Grand House.

In the dim light, Louise stood in the middle of a pile of blue and white hard stone, an obscure angel statue, and a future tombstone that could not see the shape at all ... This is already the deepest part of the warehouse, and the corner of Alice's skirt is still With traces of burning, Ryan didn't even give her the time to change clothes!

"Ryan, he won't come. Me, let's leave here." Banshee Alice. No, the Banshee has performed the first witchcraft, a brown-skinned witchcraft note is also held in her arms, and she will be forced to use the second, third, and fourth witchcraft ... … We might be able to upgrade the title of “Demon” to “Black Witch” —the exclusive title of women who were eventually tied to the torture rack by angry men and turned into ashes. August 1 ■ Chinese? Text ★ Net. ww.81zw.com ●

"No! He will definitely come!" Ryan's body floated in the air, disappearing from time to time in the debris accumulated in the warehouse and then reappearing, what he was looking for, "Dawn and dusk, he will definitely come! It's been like this for a few days! "

"Ryan!" Alice was praying in her heart. She hoped someone would come to her and let her leave. "It's not good, I have promised you! At least find Zac and Benjamin and discuss with them, OK? it is good?"

"Don't even think about it!" Light and shadow converged in front of Alice's eyes, and Ryan stared at Alice's face. "I know what idea you are playing! You want to hide behind them! Hum! Alice! You are a scum!

Alice's body shivered and backed, her back against the cold stone corner, and slightly rammed into the stone pile behind her.

"Am I wrong?" Ryan continued to approach, "You obviously have such a powerful force! But hiding behind vampires and werewolves! Do you think you are a good person like this ?! You and those black people who pursue eternal life and lose themselves Witches are no different! "

Alice's face turned pale! There was no place behind her for her to dodge.

Think about it, what will a woman who lives in fear eventually become because she can see the death of others? They will do their utmost to avoid their own deaths. Papa ’s midnight bloodline gave them this opportunity. History has proved that this is the most likely road for every mourning banshee!

Ryan is right. Alice is no different from the black witches who have lost her self. She just changed a method. Unlike relying on her own strength, she is attached to the vampire Zack and Alpha Benjamin.

Alice had already felt the pain of the hard stone top behind her, and her trembling body moved to the side, turning around under Ryan's fierce face, trying to run out.

"I'm right!" Ryan's body dissipated and then reunited like smoke, as if the body was essentially in front of Alice!

Alice ’s brain was deceived by vision, her body stopped listening to the command, and her trembling eyelashes would be scattered in the dim light.

"Ha! I'm right! Now I know why my mother wants to drive you out!" Ryan took a step closer to Alice, and Alice, who was shaking all over, took a step back.

"You can't resist! Even if it's just a little girl, you can't resist the mother's witchcraft! The mother is now! So she will break your mind! She threw you on the street !!!"

"Stop! Stop Ryan! Please!" Alice shook her head and kept shaking!

"No! I don't want to stop! No wonder you have to stay in Grande! Because your family no longer wants you! Only then will you be sent to Patton, right? The people of the 'Firefly' family think we are" blast " Wouldn't it be related to witchcraft if you retire ?! "

"Ryan! Stop! Stop talking!"

"Haha! I'm right again! Alice! I've seen you through! You shameless and continuous use of other people's goblins! Sooner or later one day, vampires will show this too! You just wait to be abandoned again!"

Alice ’s fingers holding Spella ’s witchcraft notes were pale due to excessive force. She had once again retreated to the point of no return. The cloth on the back of the white long skirt was squeezed by the body and the warehouse wall, constantly under the shaking of the owner. friction. The creaking of the planks spread throughout the warehouse.

Ryan did not continue to move forward. He stared somberly at Alice to lay down his mother's voodoo notes, shaking his fingers open.

"What are you doing ?!" Ryan's voice was not as high and arrogant as before, but rather low and trembling. "What do you want to do! Do you want to dispel me ?!"

"Yes, I'm sorry, Ryan ... I'm sorry! Sorry, Ryan, I'm sorry ..." In Alice's constant apology, her hand stopped turning, and her eyes had seen the spell she was looking for.

"& Amp;% ￥ # a * & amp; # ...... (mantra)"

The spell was halfway through Alice's trembling voice.

Something appeared.