The Blood Hourglass - Chapter 670

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When I walked out of the main temple and came to the clean realm between the residences, I said, “Do you know why I am looking for you?”

“I think it should be about your memory.” He answered very honestly.

“Hmm.” I think he should have approached Falham and knew everything he could know. “Then what do you want to say?”

“Truth!” I added two words at the end, and I added the accent.

“Which aspect does Your Highness want to know? Is it your memory, or how did you lose your memory?” He was very calm, as if my questioning was like asking for directions, but… Maybe it was really asking for directions, asking me later The way to go, war? No fight? Be the main god? Or as a kindred?

“How to amnesia!” My memory, he is absolutely impossible to know.

“It turns out that His Royal Highness is a blood race, named Luvian, who was arrested into heaven. His Highness who lived in the blood race’s residence ate Guangwu’s blood as a food, which shocked the heaven. Later, His Highness escaped from heaven with the golden eyes. The Lord God knew Later, we ordered us to bring His Royal Highness back. The Lord God also imprisoned and reshaped the soul of His Royal Highness. Therefore, the soul of His Royal Highness is just a glass ball set by Lord Lord Lord outside of the original soul. “Satris has nothing. Conceal, when I heard his answer, I was affirmed, “So this soul is just a newborn baby?”

“You can say that! But this baby is growing very fast, and you have completely controlled the power in the original body.”

“What about the original soul?” It turned out that “she” appeared because of this. The disappearance of “she” was the surprise of Sartres at this time.

“Still, just being imprisoned. But I want to believe that with your highness’s growth rate, the imprisonment of that soul will soon be torn apart.”

“What if I want to get rid of this imprisonment now? Is there any way?” I want to see the road ahead and then make a choice, because sometimes I choose and I can’t look back.

“No! Unless the Lord God himself helps you untie it.”

I looked at Satrese’s eyes for a while, only to be certain that he was not lying.

“So now I’m on the straight and haven’t reached the crossroad?” I was helpless, because I was thinking too early, and I was thinking about where to go before I got to the intersection.

“His Royal Highness only needs to fulfill the Lord Lord’s wish.” As a result, he suddenly jumped out such a sentence, making me stunned, “Wish?”

“Yes! When the Lord God handed over His Royal Highness to me, he said that His Royal Highness will be the next Lord God.”

“You remember it clearly,” I said angrily.

“Because now you are my master, the only master.”

“You…” Faced with him like this, with a smile, but there is no room for everyone to laugh.

“If you want to break the imprisonment, then the best way is to participate in the ranked match, and torn with the strong will be the best way to become stronger.”

“Oh!” I said, looking directly at him, “I think you will be the best opponent.”

“Maybe it’s not just me.” Satris’s eyes flashed only a little cold, reminding me of his expression when facing that lila.

“It doesn’t matter who it is, the problem is, I hope everything you say is true!” I looked back at him with a threat in my eyes.

“The samurai Sartres will never deceive the master.” Sartres assured me solemnly.

“Hope!” Since I discovered this problem, I have not been so confident in my loyalty to Sutters.

After speaking, I walked into Jiejing from the beginning.

“His Royal Highness, where are you going?” Sartres followed.

“Aristocratic residence.” There is another question, something that should be understood when I see the direction I am going.

“That blood clan is no longer in heaven.” Satris explained.

“I know.” I replied.

“Did you take him away?” Satris was skeptical, but listening to his tone was sure at this time.

“Yes!”

“why?”

“There is no why!” At first it was just because of a game, and finally because of a promise. Now think about it, maybe because I and him are friends.

“Then why do you want to go to the noble residence?” He followed behind me and passed through the entire clean state.

“I’m going to climb the mountain.” I was just a little curious about it, wondering why the mountain has no top, why the golden eye named Thor is walking backwards.

“Climbing the mountain?” He was taken aback and dissuaded, “The mountain has no top.”

“I know this.” Because the third generation is no longer there, I don’t need to stay for it anymore, so I keep walking towards the foot of the mountain.

“Then why…” He always follows me behind me, like a standard servant, but I know that he is not suitable to be a servant at all. Compared with him, Shu Le is more suitable, but I don’t need a servant. In other words, I just follow behind silently, or someone who cares about it.

“Bored.” I came to the foot of the mountain, did not spread my wings this time, but walked up the mountain sideways, Satreus did not follow up, just looked at me and said in surprise, “His Royal Highness… you know. ?”

“Know what?” I stopped and turned to look at him, but I didn’t know anything.

“Heaven is underground?” Sartres said the answer clearly, looking at his eyes, I just froze for a moment, and then walked down, “Who built heaven?”

“Tor, he is a **** of architecture.”

“Does he want to expand?” I only met this Thor once. I always felt that he was more than just an architect. As for the “God”, I just laughed. After all, even the main **** will die. It’s not a big deal anymore.

“Probably not, because it took nearly a thousand years to build the heavens, and because of the jihad, the members of our clan have suffered countless losses, so there is a clean state. The Lord God has made the heaven never rebuild or expand, even exporting. It won’t increase anymore.” Satreus replied solemnly.

“Oh!” I just returned to the foot of the mountain, looking up to the sky, or looking in the opposite direction.

“What’s the matter? Did the master find any problems?” Satrese seemed to perceive what I was saying.

“You go back first!” I suddenly spread my wings and soared into the sky.

“But Your Highness…”

“Relax! I won’t leave heaven again before the test.” At this time, he is more like a housekeeper.

Flying too high, he can’t hear if he is answering, but it doesn’t matter if he hears or not, because he can say only a few words, so you don’t need to guess. After all, he is always a serious person, although there is always a smile on his face, if you want to explain his smile, it is only: etiquette or image.

I don’t know what his sincere smile looks like.

When I came to the top, or the end of the mountain, I didn’t stop like last time, but walked in the direction where Thor appeared. What will be there?

I’m curious.

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