Light and Darkness, Pitt Michael [classic english novels .TXT] 📗

be some servants leading the way. Although the driver was dressed in ordinary clothes, he was extraordinary at first glance. Maybe he might be a rich driver. Franco suddenly hummed, and said in shock, "Why are you? When did you become a driver?"

　　 The driver raised his head and smiled bitterly. It turned out that the captain of the Second Cavaliers, Pasis, had a fight with several evil boys in the casino.

　　Pasis no longer ignored Franco, and stepped aside to bow to meet the men in black who were walking into the hall.

　　 The man in the middle unbuttoned the cloak gracefully, and Pasis stepped forward immediately to take over the cloak. The man was tall and handsome, and he was about thirty years old. His dark brown hair with curly hair was scattered casually. His nose was high and his eyes were deep. His eyes were deep green. The lines on his face were firm, and the skin was the pale pale dream of the nobles. She wore a black dress with a perfect fit, except for a small two-color gold tulip pin attached to the neckline. There was no other decoration on the whole body.

　　 When these people came in, they immediately attracted the attention of the audience, and all the noble evil men and women looked solemnly.

The man headed by 　　 glanced over the noble evil men one by one, and finally stopped on Rog, watching for a moment. Everyone watched seemed to be pouring down a pot of cold water, and it seemed to be standing naked in the snow and watching. Everyone looked ugly, resisting this feeling desperately. Only Kate and Rogge, with their luck and magic, successfully dispelled this vision.

　　 He smiled suddenly, as if winter came to spring, the atmosphere of the killing suddenly disappeared. Afterwards, he removed his gloves. His hands were long and pale, and his left hand was wearing a strange tail ring. The huge emerald oil flashed.

He reached out to the nobles of the nobles and smiled and said, "A few of them are extraordinary! I introduce myself. My name is David, and now I am the head of the Second Knights of the Principality of Bavaria. All are my colleagues."

　　He shook hands with the people one by one, and finally reached Rogge, holding it but not letting go, only staring at him with a smile. Rogge was grinned and laughed awkwardly. The man laughed more cheerfully and said in a voice that only Roger could hear: "It really is a young hero, and he really has a good skill."

　　 sweated down Roger's forehead in cold sweat, and he endured the idea of ​​turning around immediately to escape or to detect it mentally. The intuition of the sharply instinct fat man instinctively felt that an invisible force in the other party was probing himself invisiblely, and seeing that the companions beside him were all unaware, Roger sighed and gave up everything. Resistance ideas.

　　 "Or let Fengyue give him a look behind his back?" The fat man couldn't help thinking. The space behind the man was slightly distorted by no one's awareness. Only when the fat man was determined, Fengyue would come out of the air. David finally let go of Roger's hand and let the fat man take a breath. David inadvertently moved the ring on his forefinger, and a burst of ice fell from Rogge's head, cutting off all his connections with the outside world, and the space distortion also returned to its original state.

　　Rog's heart was beating wildly, just wanting an episode of hysterics, and then fleeing from this person far away. The fat man reached into his arms and held a cryolite, desperately absorbing the cold contained in it, so he didn't make any crazy behavior.

　　Roger was struggling in that crazy invisible coercion, just like being in a space where there was no light, silence, and nothing. On the surface, he looked calm, but his face was a little ugly. Suddenly, a force came across the sky, poking that power into a hole, and a burst of cool energy came from outside the world, driving the invisible energy out of Roger’s mind and calming Roger’s spiritual world. Riots. Roger's spirit was revived, he no longer ignored the external things, he lifted his mind into the spiritual world, and began to conquer the scattered spiritual power.

David, who had always been personable, walked back to his entourage gracefully, and said to the nobles and evil young people: "Several people are indeed a list of talents. It seems that my journey to this day is worth it. Well, is it possible now? Have a look at the goods in your store? I really hope there are some fine products."

　　Immersed in the spiritual world, Roger suddenly found that he was surrounded by three or four groups of yellow-green mist tightly on the periphery of his fuchsia spiritual force, wriggling and tearing. From time to time, a small group of purple-red spirits were pulled out, wrapped up, and slowly corroded. Every point of the purple-red spiritual power was swallowed, Rogge was a dizzy, and the yellow-green mist expanded again.

　　Rog was frightened, this yellow-green energy was so damaging and vicious, and hurting the invisible, it seems that it is necessary to study well in the future. He remembered the spiritual shock he realized, and his heart moved. The purple-red spirit first stretched and then shrank again. After shrinking one by one, the yellow-green energy was temporarily discharged outside, and then four points of Venus flew from the purple gas, blasting on those yellow-green mists, triggering countless small explosions. Those yellow-green mists were finally driven clean.

　　 Finally, Roger woke up.

Oncoming was David's surprised look. Afterwards, David applauded and applauded, "It's really a good skill, and it broke my thorny hell. No wonder my incompetent subordinate, Pasis, will be defeated so miserably! Alas, I'm not afraid to make a few laugh. , I like to enjoy it, I have been hiding in Wangdu for fun, and the discipline of this discipline is deserted. After two years, the name of this blue wolf knight should be replaced by the Shiba knight."

　　 Roger only had a wry smile, which caused David to be invisible, and then confessed to it after the defeat. I'm not afraid to speak out of subordinates' incompetence, but to discipline myself. It makes people listen, only think that this person is bright and open-minded. If there is no such insidiousness, this kind of popularity is really quite heart-wrenching. At this moment, he could no longer accuse him.

　　 As soon as this miracle fell, the center of the whirlpool should be the Grand Duchy of Bavaria. Why is it that this day, all walks of life have found their heads up? If I wanted to stay out of the water, I wouldn't be able to get rid of it. Now, this wishful thinking is not only impossible, but it's not even possible to keep a small life.

　　 Roger was confused, and depressed, so he had to sigh.

At this moment, a metal-like friction sound suddenly sounded, which surprised Roger: "It turns out that your kid knows that as long as Grandpa is out, he will find that these broken coppers are just baubles, so I sigh this To beg for mercy, but unfortunately it is too late!"

　　 The fat man turned around and saw that he was a big black man like a tower. The man, like the others behind David, had a gray uniform, but his muscles protruded, and the clothes holding it tightly were torn.

　　 The big man was holding a long knife.

　　 The long sword has beautiful lines, the blade exudes a soft red light, and a scorching air stream is sprayed from the blade body. It is the flame long sword "flame stream" produced by the God of War.

The big man sneered: "It's pretty, but it's unbearable. It deceives these stupid aristocrats." The big man's sentence scolded more than 90% of the people except David and Rogge. After waiting for a few people, everyone looked ugly. The big man didn't realize it, he pulled out an ordinary steel sword after himself, and saw that the blade was a bit blunt.

　　 The big man screamed, like a thunderstorm, his blue grudge flashed, and he slashed his sword at the "flame stream". Just listening to the sound of ‘cang’, the blade of the flames had fallen to the ground, and the overflowing heat ignited the carpet. The sword had only one more mouth.

Passing water

The big man chopped off the flame with a sword and couldn't help but feel very proud. He laughed in the sky: "Grandpa, I can cut off your so-called famous sword with a broken sword! Today I will teach you some juniors a lesson, and I want to take these broken pieces out. Bluff, you must avoid my'Mad Lion' Farrell!"
Farrell didn't stop, and shouted: "Let some of you ignorant little boys see clearly, Grandpa, I don't use a famous sword!" After all, two fingers sandwiched the tip of the sword. A cut.

The noble celebrities who had not left in the hall could not help but talk about it at this time, and looked at the scum of several nobles with suspicion.

　　 Roger and several people looked at each other silently, and then Farrell was deeply arrogant and his martial art was amazing. He could break the steel sword with his bare hands. Several people saw that he was able to cut off the flame with pure fighting spirit, and if he could cut off the flame, if it was more than the sword, the flame would not be as strong as the steel sword. Franco gently flicked his robe sleeves, a cold blew out, extinguished the flames on the carpet, frowned. Kate sighed suddenly, "I am not his opponent."

　　 If it is a struggle between life and death, everyone will not be so embarrassed. Farrell is grumpy and simple-minded, even if he is super martial arts, it is not difficult to deal with. All along, the evil and the young have repeatedly defeated the strong with the weak, relying on playing more and playing less, and the sinister mantra. Qi Wei, Snow Fox Hart, Ian and others are the victims of these eight-character mantras. Although Roger had a glimpse of the law of the origin of the world's operation, and since then his strength has greatly increased, but manpower is sometimes poor. These eight-character mantras, he will never give up.

　　 It's hard to find a Farrell sword and a gun like this wild cow, and make no mistake to spell a note. If you can't suppress this Farrell, the Warhammer's business in the future will no longer need to be done.

Roger gritted his teeth, stooped to pick up the flames that fell on the ground, chanted a spell softly, a halo rose from his feet and disappeared above his head, it was the "barbarian power" that could not be used anymore. . Roger’s mind slowly sinks into the spiritual world, feeling the magical energy around him continually converging, strangely combining around him, and finally forming a little bit of energy, entering his body, stimulating nerves and strengthening muscles , His own strength has also