The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Zac's first thought was Spella, after all, the ability to mourn the banshee and the wizard was under the same system. Eight? ● One? Chinese? www.81ｚw.com ● Look at the wizard Siberia, you should be able to get some clues, no matter who it is, what method you used to shield the banshee ’s ‘sight’.

But immediately the vampire shook his head helplessly, and Zac doubted that Spira would be willing to help him. Think about it too. People just came back. Although they said it was nice, they came back to clean up the mess for Grande, but compared to helping Grande to please Westside people, Spella's role is more biased towards Barton's harmonious exhibition ...

Vampires don't want the hunters who exchanged to produce the wrong impression. Spira must maintain his objectivity to Grande in order to play a balancing role in the middle. It's easy to understand this way-the first thing that Siberia came back was to take Ryan back, and send him back half a half. This is not a clear relationship, but it is really a private settlement of ‘liquidation’.

Under such circumstances, Grande would not be able to pull Spella into Grande's private interests.

The burst of colored light spots in the basement gradually calmed down. Zac was right. The facts in front of him were not caused by Danny. Zac softened his voice. "Danny, go rest." Zac looked at the figure. The illusionist with a blurred border emphasizes again, "This is not your fault, don't blame yourself. On the contrary, this is also the completion of the commission, although it is not the result we expected. Blame can only blame my inactivity."

Zac twitched his lips and asked the vampire to admit that it was not easy. Without knowing what had happened, the current situation might still be very large because of the vampire's passive shelving of the commission.

Danny could only approve, a little vague head. The streamer in the body completely breaks the boundary between the body and the world. The thick colored light is like an oil painting of post-modern art, completely smudged in the space, and then upwards, leaving the originally gloomy basement space floating away.

"Alice." Zach patted Alice in her arms. "You go up too, Drake is leaving. How about preparing something for him?"

Alice raised her head buried in the vampire's arms. "Is he going to leave?"

Zac took off her misty goggles and smiled, "Well, he found what he was looking for here, and he is going back now."

There were thoughts in Alice's eyes. Bayi ■ ★ Chinese ★ text? Net. www.81zw.com ★ Do you know what Alice is thinking? She is gaining experience, do n’t forget, she also has an elder brother, and the confused Alice still does n’t know how to face the unimpressed elder brother.

Zac smiled and patted Alice in comfort.

Only the vampire and Alpha are left in the basement. The two aliens frowned and looked at the body on the stone platform, completely confused.

"Someone buried them." Benjamin pinched a handful of dirt stained on the surface of the charred corpse and said nonsense.

Zac looked at Benjamin and asked tentatively, "Can you smell where?" This was a very slim hope, but Zac asked.

Benjamin glanced at Zach, his fingers leaning forward to his nose, "West."

Zac raised an eyebrow. There is actually hope, "Where is the west?"

Benjamin wiped away the dirt on his hands. "Anyway, it is not the land near the sea. It should be close to the river. Paisin and Charles River, choose one at random." Benjamin snorted. How far has it been. "After all, Alpha only relied on the sense of smell, and it was good to get such a result.

Zac nodded, enough.

The Charles River and Paisin River have a ‘V’ shape. Meet at the junction of the two northwestern districts of Barton, enter Massa Bay together, and merge into the ocean.

Two rivers correspond to two roads, and one crosses the Western District from the northern end of Newton City directly into the Barton Western District. A strip sticking to the Paisin district, passing through the junction of the west and north districts, directly meets and enters the Massa Bay.

According to the prompt given by Nuo, Barton is not suitable for Haili to stay because of Bishapu's influence. Bi Sharp also confirmed. She left suddenly at night, so which way would she choose? It seems that the northern one is very likely.

Zac hesitated, thinking with his chin.

"Humph." Benjamin chuckled suddenly. Alpha knew exactly what the vampire was hesitating. "It's already like this. After a while, there's nothing wrong with it. Eight ■ One? Chinese ●? Web www.81zw.com ■" Alpha Talking back.

As mentioned before, the two corpses in front of me, without knowing exactly what was born, are very likely, because Zack is not active in the commission, pushing the delay of three times, resulting in the mother and child who might be alive. Be like this now.

Now, obviously, people have burned like this, then the destination is no longer full of possibilities to keep away from Patton, but stopped by the current situation that is terrible at this time. As long as the vampire goes out to find it, he can find the place.

It ’s midday in midsummer and the vampire does n’t want to go out ...

Zac squinted Benjamin, "You don't need to stimulate me." Zac looked at the body on the stone platform and shook his head. "Come on, I want to prepare something." Naturally, it's food.

Benjamin waved his hand and went up with Zac, reminding him with bad intentions, "Bring more, we may leave Barton and enter Newton. Oh, who knows how far to find."

This is true. I just hope that I ’m lucky and do n’t run into demons with too sharp senses. Oh, do n’t get me wrong, Zac is not afraid of the demons of other cities, but thinking of the impersonated ‘Torido’ will have an inexplicable feeling.

Remember, the demons outside Barton had an agreement with the Demon Banquet, and they could not confirm whether they would communicate with each other.

Zac has the self-knowledge that Toredo ’s identity will be fully exposed sooner or later. Now that Interracial in Barton is getting closer and closer to the outside world, I do n’t know when Torrido will become a bargaining chip for a certain party. Agreement. Agreement is not a bad thing, maybe one day our vampires themselves agreed to go out.

The current concealment is only to delay the arrival of that day. It is not a cowardly expression, but Zach has a childish expectation.

He wanted to face each other with "Torido". It is best that they find Zac in front of them after a lot of hardships, and then Zac smiled and told the other person, "I still have a descendant by Papa's side at midnight", and appreciate the other's face.

‘You left your hometown and crowned the surnames of others just for the ability to walk in the sun. I ’m sorry to disappoint you ~’ Zac wants to express that.

So naive.

Leaving the basement, the sunlight outside made Zac helpless. Benjamin sat indifferently and waited in the car. Zac showed himself on the ground and got out of the basement. Belonging to his basement, began to prepare.

When the third bottle was filled, Zac raised an eyebrow, and Grande had a guest.

Familiar and strange guests.

Leave the basement. Going up in the stairwell, Benjamin also came in, glanced at Zac up, shrugged the room, and turned directly to the kitchen.

Obviously it will take a long time. Alpha is not interested in waiting.

Stepping into the office, Zac smiled. "Did she agree with you to shorten her head?" Zac looked at the woman sitting on the seat, and kept moving. But after all, it came to the top, and Drake may appear at any time. Zac took a wine bottle and poured it into a portable metal wine bottle, and sat down behind the office.

Scanning the notes on the table, Louise had arranged the car that Drake had left. After lunch, the real heir of Grande. Say goodbye to Barton.

Zac pouted, and he wanted to deliver it personally. It seemed impossible. Louise should know Danny's return, and the scene in the basement, it is estimated that Derek himself asked so urgently.

Crowley also smiled, ignoring Zac's question about the appearance of her container, and glanced at the notes on the table, "Are you going out, train, to the middle? One-way ticket. Um."

Zac also chose to ignore Crowley's doubts. The two regular guys were like two old men with their backs.

"You look a little bit, yeah." Zac looked sideways. Looking at Crowley's clothes, she still wears trousers and formal clothes, "Weird, I think sweaters are more suitable for you (the original wandering woman, wearing sweaters)."

"The weather is good." Crowley watched Zac put the filled bottle out, and took out an empty bottle. "You must be very excited about travel."

Tied.

In silence, the two looked at each other, waiting for the one who spoke first.

"Did you find Seth?" The blue and light floating on the desk broke the quiet.

The smile on Crowley's face disappeared and she glanced at Dylan. Obviously, this interruption was not her purpose. She shook her head as if she answered.

"Did you find it." Dylan asked the second sentence calmly.

Crowley glanced at the other person again, frowning, looking at Zach with a smile, and twitching the corner of his mouth. The contempt in the eyes of "I don't need to show you" didn't want to hide at all, "One is nothing dead 'Report' these. "

The cyan light and shadow turned, and Dylan looked at Zac, meaning ‘please’.

Zac was satisfied with the little interruption. "Crowley, this is not a" report "." Zac raised an eyebrow with a smile. "This is your fault, you need to make up."

Zac is right. If Crowley and Seth and Grande can communicate unhindered, Seth ’s expulsion will not happen, nor will Nuo be tortured by the wizard.

When Zac realized that he didn't do the same thing as Spella did to communicate with all the aliens of Barton, the order of the Seth incident became clear. Everything lies in the flow of information.

The reason why Barton used to be calm was that it was because Spella contacted all the aliens. No matter about mutual friendship, as long as the message can be delivered to the right person's ears, Button is complete.

During the time when Siberia left, Grande shattered Barton's alien race, fighting each other. When the parties to the incident cross over, tragedy is born.

Crowley shook her head. "Okay, these only need to tell Constantine." She glanced at Dylan. "Since someone cares about him, it doesn't matter if I tell you." Crowley waved. With an indifferent attitude, he said, "I tried, there is no news, nothing. Either Cessian is good enough, or he has been captured by other demons and blocked the news."

listen clearly. Crowley did not say, ‘The Seth has really died’, this option. (To be continued.)