I Killed the Dragon - Chapter 813

“Not the White Witch? Who is that? Who else can ruin Kyle Paravel?” The four were puzzled.

　　 “Anyway, since Aslan asked us to return to Narnia, something must have happened. There is something important for us to do.” Peter’s eyes were firm.

　　 He believes that Aslan will not call them back for no reason. He told them to come back because there must be something major that needs them to solve.

　　 “Isn’t it easy to know what happened?” Gray said lightly, “Just ask someone and ask?”

　　 “How do ordinary people know about Aslan?” Edmund frowned and retorted softly.

　　 Gray snorted lightly, and said indifferently, “Didn’t you say that, Aslan called you back, there must be a major event, then it must be related to Narnia, and you will know when you ask.”

　　 squinted Edmond’s eyes, and he added, “Do you want Aslan to run over and tell you what you want?”

“When I defeated the White Witch before, Aslan did not tell me, but when I heard that the White Witch harmed Narnia, I resolutely stepped forward and saved Narnia from the fire. “

　　 “Presumably Aslan also took a fancy to my noble and holy qualities before letting me enter Narnia, so our task is not difficult to guess, that is to clean up Narnia’s filth and restore peace to Narnia.”

　　 When he finished speaking impassionedly, he found that the four of them had their heads shifted, and they seemed to be asleep.

　　 “I remember it!” Lucy yelled, jumped off the throne, and ran forward with her short legs.

　　 Several people were also refreshed. Although they didn’t know what she thought of, they all followed in silence.

　　 Gray watched them run away like wind, shrugged and followed.

　　 Soon, Lucy took them to the front of a broken wall, pointed to the wall and said, “This is it!”

　　 “What?” The three looked at her, waiting for her to explain.

　　 “Our equipment!” Lucy said anxiously, with a quick gesture, “Our exclusive equipment, Aslan let us save the world, of course we have to get our own equipment back.”

　　 The three of them looked at this wall and then at other places, finally remembering where this is.

　　 Peter and Edmund looked at each other, they went under the wall, grabbed the edge of the wall with both hands, and pushed hard to the other side.

　　 The stone wall was pushed aside by the two of them, revealing a wooden door at the back. A lock on the wooden door had been rusted into a pile of rust and the wooden door was completely rotten.

　　 The two tried to twist it to no avail, so they had to take down the wooden door.

try{mad1(‘gad2’);}catch(ex){}　　 After removing the wooden door, Peter took out a knife and cut open his clothes, tearing off a piece of cloth, and wrapping it around a wooden stick as if he planned to make one Torches.

　　 “I think you didn’t bring a match?” He looked at Edmund’s bag, stretched out his hand and asked with a smile.

　　 “No!” Edmund replied, opening his bag and taking out a flashlight from it, “Is this useful?”

　　 “And this!” Gray snapped his fingers, and a trace of flames on his fingers rose into the air and threw a ball into the passage behind the door, illuminating the inside.

　　 “Damn it, I forgot.” Peter scolded bitterly, regardless of Edmund’s flashlight, and strode into the passage.

　　Compared with a flashlight, he still thinks that fireball magic is more useful, and using Gray as a tool man just allows him to atone for his sins.

　　 Five people came to the basement together under the lighting of the fireball.

　　 The space underneath is still intact, but it is also a mess. Many stones have been shaken down and the ground is full of rubble and dust.

　　 Except for the passage that came down, there are light sources coming in from other places, so it is not dim inside.

　　 The four of them took the lead, and Gray slowly followed behind because he didn’t leave anything here.

　　 “I can’t believe it, all these things are still there.”

　　 sighed, the four of them walked to the front of their boxes and began to search for their own things.

　　 “I used to be so tall!” Lucy looked at the statue of her adulthood, took out a skirt from the box and gestured on her body. The skirt was more than half of her height, and she couldn’t help but sigh with emotion.

　　 “Stop talking about this.” Peter said with a black face. When he heard this, he remembered the fact that the sisters had fallen into the hands of beasts when they grew up. “Just take useful things, we don’t need anything else.”

　　 Hearing Lucy talk about how tall he was before, he couldn’t help but look at the **** behind him, wanting to punch him bitterly.

　　 “My horn is gone!” Susan rummaged in the box for a while, took out the bow and arrows, and rummaged for a while, remembering something, and annoyed: “It must be the day we went back.”

　　 The others also took out their own things. Peter drew out his sword and couldn’t help but utter the words praising Aslan, “When Aslan roars, winter will end.”

　　 “When he shakes his mane, spring will come again!” Lucy followed.

　　 She was dark and sad, and said in a low tone: “Everyone we know, Mr. Tunus and Mrs. Beaver, they are gone.”

　　 “Yes, poor Miss Lamia is gone!” Gray sighed softly, nostalgia in his sad eyes.

try{mad1(‘gad2’);}catch(ex){}　　 To be honest, Lamia is a good maid, except for Snaketail, everything about her is so satisfying… Gray secretly thought.

　　 For a while, the atmosphere in the basement was a little sad.

　　 After a while, Susan broke the sad atmosphere and pointed to his box and said, “Gray, don’t you see what you left behind?”

　　 “No, I took all my things with me when I left.” Gray shrugged.

　　 The reason why he also has a box is that when they made this place, they forced him to make up the number.

　　 Everyone has everything, but he doesn’t. It looks like four people are working together to bully him.

　　 “Look at it!” Lucy ran to his box and opened it for him.

　　 “Hmm, why is there so much wine?”

　　As soon as the box opened, Lucy saw that half of the box was filled with wine.

　　 “It’s all mine!” Little Jasmine’s face changed~www.mtlnovel.com~ quickly flew over, blocking everyone, and said nervously, “It’s all mine!”

　　 “How could the things in my box belong to you?” Gray grinned and walked over with a big smile.

　　 “Don’t move, it’s all mine!” Little Jasmine said anxiously, pulling the corner of his clothes.

　　 She didn’t remember just now. She had hidden all the wine here, and finally forgot to drink it. They all stayed here.

　　 “A thousand years of wine!” Gray was amazed. He reached out and took out a bottle and looked at it. The liquid inside seemed to have turned into amber, very viscous.

　　 Of course, the amount has been reduced by more than half.

　　 “It’s mine!” Little Jasmine hugged his fingers and looked at him pitifully.

　　 “I know, I’ll keep it for you, and I’ll try to drink it for you, what if it goes bad?” Gray nodded, and put all the bottles in the backpack as he reached out.

　　 He has a feeling that he can’t believe it, a thousand-year-old wine, he has never heard of it, but this time he met it.

　　 There is nothing else in the box, just a few pieces of clothes, they are not bad, and they seem to be worn.

　　 “It’s time to find out the truth!” Peter raised his sword and said firmly.

　　 “Yes, this time we want the enemy to see how good we are!” Edmund also said.

　　 Last time they almost all became small and transparent. The power accumulation in the early and mid-term was almost entirely due to Gray’s credit. They completely picked up the bargain. This time they must show their strength.

　　 You know, they have been in Narnia for so many years, not always eating, drinking and having fun, but also practicing swordsmanship and fighting.