God Prohibitions

Zog’s face is rather ugly, because the old man was told that Wendy was missing as soon as he woke up in the morning, but what really made Zog angry is that before she had to go out and look for it, Wendy had already returned. And with a person.

"You... hello!" Robben greeted Zog with sweat, trying to withdraw his arm held by Wendy, but it was useless. Zog's eyes were nailed to this arm like nails. on.

"Very good..." Zog nodded very slowly, but Robben felt that he might have been blown up first.

"Ann, thank you for sending Wendy back. I have something to tell her and it is not convenient to entertain you." Zog hurried away without saying a word.

Robben smiled bitterly, saying that I didn't want to come either, but...

"Grandpa, Ann will go with me today. I want to stay and make the dress as soon as possible." Before Robben could speak, Wendy had already said to Zog first.

"What did you say?" These words almost didn't make Zog's eyes pop out.

Wendy didn't show any fear this time, frowning and saying: "If you don't agree, then forget it. Anyway, I just want to be a magician in the future, so I don't want to be false with those guys here. I leave here. Go travel."

"You! You want to leave here!" Zog was surprised.

"I don't want to stay here and be slapped by those guys, and then I'll be slapped by Grandpa!" Wendy felt wronged as she said, tears flickering in her eyes.

A word left Zog speechless.

After staying for a while, Zog breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, okay! I know the young children of the nobles are not good things, but I can't help it, I can't deal with those little things, if that's the case...Ann You give me a good look at Wendy, if she misses a bit, I want you to look good!"

Blowing his beard and staring for a while, Zog, who was still wearing a big nightgown, returned to the room angrily. Hang Robben and Wendy here.

"Ha! It succeeded!" As soon as Zog left, Wendy immediately jumped up from the ground happily. "I knew the teacher would definitely be trusted by Grandpa!"

Speaking of taking Robben’s arm and walking away, Wendy made Robben laugh and cry: "Teacher, you are so big. There must be no dress for you here. If you make it right away, I don’t know if it’s too late. Make a dress for the teacher. It takes a long time just to cut the fabric, but I think it’s almost the same. The people here are still very efficient."

"Wendy, are you going?" Robben asked.

"Where?" Wendy asked strangely.

"Traveling?"

"I'm not ready yet. If things can be settled here, it is natural to stay here for a while now, and if there is only one person to travel, I feel very pitiful when I think about it."

This guy... Robben smiled weakly.

Soon Wendy found a dressmaker with a smile on his face, his whole body neatly and solemnly dressed, a measuring ruler in his hand, a notebook and a pen in his jacket pocket.

"Sir, your figure is really good." The dressmaker exclaimed after measuring Robben's body size.

Robben didn't know if it was a compliment or if the **** did maintain his body very well, he asked, "Before tonight. Can you get out?"

"No problem." The dressmaker replied affirmatively, and it will be delivered to her husband in the afternoon.

"Hmm... Don't make it shoddy." Wendy was a little worried when she heard the time so fast.

"Haha. Don't worry, Miss Wendy, we will never do things like that here, but everything is well prepared and staffed. Although the time is a little tight, it's okay to be nervous."

"Thank you!" Wendy immediately smiled.

"Then let me say goodbye. The dress will be delivered in the afternoon."

To be honest, Robben actually didn't like this.

Especially when the dress was delivered on time in the afternoon, and all of them were put on him, Robben suddenly felt that his decision might be completely wrong-this is the tightest Robben wears. The most uncomfortable dress.

But it is undeniable that this dress is very beautiful.

"Wow..." When Robben was finished wearing, Wendy looked at Robben's eyes with the little star that the girl dreamed of. "Teacher, you are so handsome!"

"Humph!" Zog snorted suddenly.

Robben looked in the mirror, there was no denying it. Ann is still quite handsome, and she has a body that deceives a little girl. In addition to this, although the production is super fast, but the finely crafted dress is everywhere, Robben himself feels a little handsome and extraordinary.

Of course, Robben's greatest feeling of this dress is still uncomfortable, and it feels like he can't breathe easily when wrapped around him.

"Let's eat something in advance so that we won't be hungry and stick to our back after the evening reception!" Seeing that the dress problem has been resolved, Zog is now concerned about his belly.

"Teacher, I want to eat dumplings, can you teach me?" Wendy leaned over like a cat, and smiled and grabbed Robben's arms.

It seems that this little girl has finally broken her studies. She obviously wanted to make herself eat for her, but she actually learned how to learn how to do it...

Thinking of this, Robben couldn't help but smile, wondering if Wendy was one of his teaching successes, and said: "Okay! Where is the kitchen?"

"This way!" Wendy hurriedly took Robben and left.

"Wait, take this off first..." Robben mō mō the repeated buttons on this dress.

What Robben thinks now is that as long as you can take this off, even if you want to eat the Man Han Feast, I will definitely find a way for you...

At dinner, Zog unexpectedly ate the weird-looking food on his plate, and said to Robben: "Ann, I didn't expect you to be able to get some good dishes. This thing is called dumplings, right?"

"Uh..." Robben hesitated and said, "Last time I asked Wendy to bring some back, you should have eaten it."

"Oh...Is that the same thing last time? I remember, I remember it was like that, and the taste was completely different." Zog gestured to describe the strange shape of the dumplings last time, and soon discovered that he was not in this state. It was in line with his own serious identity, coughed, and naturally put his hand down incomparably.

Robben snickered in his heart, but this Zog was a very interesting little old man with a cold face. "There are many ways to do this, and there are many kinds of traps. The shape and taste are naturally different."

"Hmm..." Zog nodded, smiling under his white beard for the first time this day. "Ann, I heard Wendy say that you have stayed at home and haven't moved anymore these days. Are you?"

"Uh... yes, it seems that the consortium hasn't made any arrangements for us yet, we are waiting."

Zog seemed very satisfied with Robben’s words and praised: "Waiting is right, young people should be patient. Since I have arranged you to live nearby, I will definitely not forget you. Maybe the consortium is busy during this time. I'm dealing with the matter of Port Fett, so I don't have the time to take care of you. Don't be impatient, wait slowly, you know?"

Robben thought I was naturally anxious, and it has been half a month since I left Fithar.

"I don't know, how is the handling of the matter in Fithar Harbor? The castle was demolished like that..." Robben tentatively asked for the news. After all, I haven't received any news about Port Fetter during this period of time.

Zog glanced at Ann, and suddenly a strange smile appeared on his face. "This time the impact is far more extensive than expected. Fitted Port is the base of the consortium in the Crescent Sea. The demolition of Yunhai Castle is already The shaking is a huge event, but now it seems...I am afraid that something even more terrible will happen."

"Oh? What's more?" Robben actually understood in his heart.

"Old Tiru should be dead." Zog said lightly.

"Dead?" Robben was surprised.

"Dead, although this news has not been fully acknowledged by the consortium, the news from Master Rem has all confirmed this, and the old Tiru has indeed never appeared since he left Fithar last time. Even his subordinates disappeared without a trace, Master Rem...It's not impossible to do this..." Zog thought about it at last, and changed what he was about to say.

Robben naturally understood the meaning of Zog's words. Zog wanted to say that Rem was as violent as Xìngge. Even if the old Tiru were killed, it was not particularly unusual.

"During this period of time, the consortium was engaged in a war of words with the military. The huge loss of Port Fetterham shook the consortium up and down. This is especially true of the old Tiru incident. All these spearheads are directed at Lord Rem, but they dare not directly Responsibilities, on the contrary, put the responsibility on the military department. They are required to thoroughly investigate the identity and belonging of the soldiers, and to give reasonable compensation."

Said Zog snorted disdainfully, "In fact, everyone knows that they should be the soldiers sent by Lord Rem. Now the consortium is arguing about important people, and the military department prevaricates that it will take time for a thorough investigation, and both sides are grinding their teeth. On the contrary, Master Rem released the news without any shame, but the news was neither noticed by the consortium nor recognized by the military. Alas... it's ridiculous."

Zog reached for the bottle, only to find it was empty, but the bottle was beside Wendy.

"That glass just now is the last one, and today's serving is gone. At such an old age, I still drink so much wine every day, and I will go to the reception later!" Wendy scorned Zog full of air.

At this moment, the identities of the grandparents and grandchildren seemed to have been adjusted. Zog pinched his beard with a little guilty conscience. kind?"

"No~~ OK!" Wendy refused without discussing it.

"Wendy, don't be as harsh as your grandma. You will get old soon. Just have a drink." Zog stretched out a finger, vowing to make the same assurance, looking at Wendy's face very seriously.

"If you want to drink, you can say bad things, no~~ OK!" Wendy didn't mean to return the bottle to Zog at all.

Robben watched Zog and Wendy discussing a glass of wine back and forth, secretly funny.

Zog still loves Wendy very much, but in some places there is nothing to do as an elder... Before allowing Wendy to practice as a holiday on his own side, today he is allowed to accompany Wendy to the reception... Maybe now Wen If Di has a sibling with her, the grandparents and grandchildren won't have to have such a headache.

After eating dinner soon, Zog seemed unwilling to attend this reception. After changing into the special dress and robe of the magician, his face was also a little depressed.

"Ann, your task today is not to let those noble children who are idle all day long come to sāo to let Wendy, you know?"

"Okay." Robben replied with a smile.

"Okay, let's go."

As a prestigious teacher, Zog first came to this city, and he was naturally welcomed by all sides. This prosperous city gathered countless rich and powerful people every day. There are even people holding banquets at all times, and Zog has received countless invitations. Naturally, Zog is not offended. These days, he is almost exhausted to participate in various entertainments. Obviously, this is a chore for Zog and Wendy.

For Robben, this is naturally a more troublesome thing.

Robben was unwilling to come to such a banquet. For entertainment, Robben felt that he had never been able to handle it smoothly and smoothly. Even if he did a good job on the surface, he would still be able to do it after turning over the feigning politeness. Feel very tired.

Robben didn't like these, so how could he deal with these things. Once encountered this kind of thing in the past, most of them sacrificed their greatest magic weapon-Mrs. Metz! So that in the human continent, people’s impression of the duchess is stronger than the duchess himself on many occasions...

But this time I can only rely on myself... When Robben got out of the carriage and felt that he was absent from a tight dress, he missed Mace, who didn’t know what he was doing in the distance. In this case, he would bring Mei. For Silai, I only need to gently pull her waist to deal with all situations.

Zog was in front, Robben and Wendy followed behind and slowly walked into the hall where the reception was held.

Walking. Robben suddenly noticed Wendy making small movements constantly, and turned his head to see Robben couldn't help but smile.

Wendy is wearing a black dress today, with a long skirt covering her slender and beautiful body. It stopped at the heel just right, the style was not much different from yesterday's, but today this is a low-hanging dress, Wendy usually hides under the magic robe, the plump twin peaks in the soft light in the reception hall Fainted, Zhan Lù showed a full charm.

Wendy's face is reddened, and she has been adjusting her dress slightly to reduce her skin's exposed skin as much as possible, but this dress design is like this, no matter how hard Wendy tries, it will not help.

Sensing that Robben seemed to be making some movement, he turned his head and saw that the other party was laughing at his movements, Wendy's face suddenly flushed to the base of his neck.

Put down your hand. Wendy said annoyedly: "Don't watch it!"

"It's nothing, it's beautiful!" Robben admired sincerely.

Wendy is actually a full-fledged beauty embryo, but it may be the reason why she has been practicing magic hard since she was a child. Wendy seems to have done little to dress herself up, and her hair is often scattered behind her back, always a little messy. She wears a magic robe of any color, as long as it is clean, she never puts on powder, as a young girl, there is no jewelry on her neck and ears...

But today is different. After a simple dress, the combed long hair makes Wendy more beautiful. The perfect dress sets off the figure of the āo little yòu. The previous one is not expensive, but the right necklace is white in her. The skin is shining, although the changes are not many, but it is just right to bring out Wendy's simple and pure beauty.

That's how the ugly duckling becomes a white swan... No wonder there are always those noble children who come to disturb Wendy. In their opinion, Wendy is a piece of fragrant and non-resistant fat.

As soon as Zog entered the door, there was a warm smile on his face, and he walked over to the large group of people who were dressed differently but whose identities were either rich or expensive.

Robben found that there were already a lot of people at the reception, and more than 60% of them were young people. Most of them were walking around and chatting with each other. Among them, there were many young men who wanted to strike up a conversation with single ladies, and there were always In a small circle of more than twenty people, the young Naxi people are avoiding getting close here.

The people in this small circle are all elderly old men, who seem to be several times older than Zog, and there are also many people. Robben doubts whether a life can really be so old that it can still survive. Come to the reception.

There are some chairs and sofas scattered around the venue, and some people are sitting there chatting with each other. The people shuttle among the crowd and provide the best service for every guest in need. Everything seems lively but lively. Not messy.

Robben didn't like this deliberately maintained atmosphere.

According to the plan, Zog is naturally going to meet the old men, while Robben and Wendy will move to other places. If possible, Wendy will learn to talk and chat with others, and Robben's purpose is to avoid Wendy. When you study hard, you are disturbed by other people, and you must stop Wendy's possible violence.

"Oh~~ Isn't this Miss Wendy!"

Robben was about to take Wendy and Zog apart when suddenly a voice came from behind. Robben turned his head and saw that he was an unknown old mage. There was no hair on his bald head, which was as shiny as his face. Although he was wearing a robe, he looked completely different from Zog.

Based on Robben’s eyes and Mace’s experience in attending various occasions, Robben concluded that this guy in the robes was actually an ān merchant!

Zog hadn't gone far, and turned his head when he heard the sound. When he saw the mage, he frowned and walked back quickly.

"Hehe, isn't this Master Crocker. I didn't expect you to come to such a small gathering too." Zog greeted him warmly.

When he saw Zog, the Master Kcroo had to look away from Wendy, and said with a smile: "I can't stay at home, and I can come to drink for free. Naturally, I won't miss this opportunity. , Haha..."

The two met very happily and immediately started talking, but Robben felt that the two old men didn't actually have a smile under their skin. There are even some unpleasant emotions in it.

"The guy who blew up on the first day was the grandson of this old man, who was still angrily reprimanding me at the time." Wendy suddenly whispered to Robben.

Oh... it turned out to be so, Robben immediately understood. So now these two old guys who are talking and laughing are actually enemies meeting...

"Let's go..." Robben also understood that the other party couldn't do anything. It might just be that he felt uncomfortable to meet and couldn't help but say a few words. After all, it was just a trivial matter between the younger generations.

"Oh... Miss Wendy today is so beautiful."

To Robben's expectation, Robben took Wendy to leave. The Kroben immediately moved his gaze to Wendy, as if he did not intend to let Wendy leave.

Zog heard the other person mention Wendy, his face changed slightly, he had to turn around and beckoned Wendy, "Wendy, don't come here soon. After hurting someone, he didn't say hello to the parents. ?"

Wendy reluctantly leaned over, and nodded to Crocker in a simple way as a salute. "I'm sorry, I was reckless that day, and please don't take offense with Crocker."

Crocker narrowed his eyes. He smiled and said: "It's okay, it's my ineffective grandson who is too frivolous, but it's better for Miss Wendy not to hold grudges. You young people will spend more time together in the future."

Robben smelled of gunpowder in the air...

It can be said that Wendy's behavior just now was very rude. Although the words are nice, Wendy has already shown great disgust with this Kroo in etiquette, let alone such a formal occasion, even at other times. Seeing such an elder with status, he couldn't nod his head even if it was a salute. There was already anger in the narrowed eyes of Crocker.

A frustration flashed across Zog's face, and then he smiled: "Okay, it's up to them to do things about these juniors, let's go drink."

Crowro was indifferent to Zog’s proposal. His eyes followed Wendy’s arm and fell on Robben’s body. He asked somewhat surprised: "Brother Zog, who is this young man? Haven't seen it."

One sentence stopped Zog...

According to the plan, he came to Zog to entertain him. Robben and Wendy wandered around at will. For women who are accompanied by men, those aristocratic children will remain gentlemanly even if they pretend, but they can’t be entangled. Wendy, the girl who can talk a few words, just talk to her. As for Robben's identity, it's okay to just talk about it, even Wendy's magic teacher.

But now that someone with an identity like Crowe asks nonsense, it doesn't work. Wendy has already annoyed this guy, and this behavior would definitely be considered provocative.

If it is Wendy's magic teacher, I am afraid that the other party will not believe it, would a teacher with status like Zog invite such an insignificant young man to be his granddaughter's teacher? And speaking of it... the identity of this teacher is not very pleasant to say, Wendy came to learn art with the idea of ​​learning some bad behavior...

"Haha, brother Zog, what's the matter? Is this young man a terrible figure, is it inconvenient to reveal his identity?" Kroo looked like he had caught something, his eyes kept rolling on Luo himself.

"Uh..." Zog secretly regretted agreeing to Wendy's request today, and wanted to know that it was time to prepare a complete identity for this big man.

Robben understands Zog’s difficulties. In such a semi-open reception, all invitees can bring some juniors and family members over, and the identities of the personnel are quite mixed. Of course, this is also a good opportunity for communication. Zog didn't think of a suitable identity for himself before setting off, but now he is stumped...

"Ann is my teacher of magic!" Just when Zog and Robben were trying to figure out a solution, Wendy suddenly spoke.

Suddenly Zog and Robben both complained secretly.

"Magic teacher?" Crowe was suddenly surprised. Looking at Robben, his gaze became surprised. "If I remember correctly, Miss Wendy, your magic level is among the best among the younger generation. Is this young man your magic teacher?"

Obviously, Robben didn't seem to have a face much bigger than Wendy's, so Crocker directly thought that this sentence was Wendy's nonsense.

"And... Miss Wendy just called him Ann, right? Isn't he the Ann Duck?"

Does this guy know my name? Robben was slightly taken aback.

"Yeah, is there any problem?" Wendy asked with a half-hearted question.

"Wendy!" Zog gave a soft drink immediately.

Crocker stopped Zog’s words with a smile, and said: “The affairs of Fitreport are full of trouble. I have naturally heard a lot of news. It seems that there is a magician in Fitreport called Ann Duck. I don’t know if it’s this young man?"

Robben knew it was better not to let Wendy speak again, so as not to stab the old guy with his eyes rolling in anger. He took a slight step forward and took out the perfect etiquette posture after being corrected countless times by Mace. A salute was given to Crocoro, "Master Crococo, my name is indeed Andy. A magician in Fithar Harbor."

"Oh~ you are the Ann Duck." Crook looked at Robben's decent posture, and for a moment there was thought in his eyes.

Robben guessed in his mind that this old guy knew his name. I'm afraid I got the news that Elok brought back. Otherwise, such a small person like myself would never have the opportunity to let him remember his name from such a distance. That is to say... he should be an important figure in the consortium, and he already knows it. Old Tiru was sure of his death.

"Well...Yes, polite and decent, there will be no small things in the future." Croro smiled, and he said some weird things. Everyone understood it. In fact, this is a mockery of Wen. Di was rude.

Wendy naturally understood it too. She couldn't help but feel annoyed, and she felt her arm tighten when she was about to speak, but Robben pulled her with his arm, and Wendy, who was knowing it, closed her mouth with anger.

Crowe's gaze moved to Wendy again, and he smiled and said, "Miss Wendy, you don't have to mind what happened the day before yesterday. That incompetent kid is just looking for bad luck. I will definitely teach him a good lesson, but that's possible. It will be a few months later, ha ha ha..."

A few months... Robben couldn’t help but glance at Wendy. The consortium is so powerful and there must be no shortage of powerful therapists. Naturally, this Kroben asked the best therapist to treat his grandson, but he would have to faint for several months. ...... Is Wendy trying to kill the other party?

She smiled and looked at Wendy at the end. Krollo finally let go of the young man, then turned to Zog and said, "Brother, let's go to the bar, these young people... It's because we old men can't keep up, and we have a headache..."

"Let's go, let's go...you just came to drink for nothing." Zog was also smiling, looking like Croquero's old friend for many years.

"True hypocrisy..." This time Wendy had learned a little bit. Although complaining, she still waited to be a Cockroe and went away.

Robben gave a sigh of relief. In the end, this Crowe was not bad. He didn't say anything bad, and didn't make any embarrassing scenes. This is already very good. It is estimated that the hapless kid should be hurt all over. Whoever sees his grandson become that way will not be indifferent.

"Let's go, stop complaining, it's the right thing to go back safely today, um... You see there is a girl over there, let's talk to her over there." Robben dragged Wendy away.

Almost all the young people at the reception were brought by their elders, and many of them were young talents. They formed a group and chatted with each other, with constant laughter. Of course, it is more about young men and women who walk around looking for in-depth communication with their favorite objects.

Whether it is a single man or a woman, they will quickly be talked to by others, but men and women who are already in company will hardly be disturbed by others. Robben and Wendy walked aimlessly, but there was no one coming to disturb Wendy along the way, and occasionally they met a girl that Wendy thought was pleasing to the eye, and they would come over and say a few words. Ben would let Wendy go and stand about ten paces away from her, once someone came over to strike up a conversation. Wendy would smile and shook her head, and then walked back naturally, with a smile on her face.

"It's boring... They're all talking about strange topics." Robben and Wendy finally stopped at the pastry table, Wendy chose a piece of pastry she liked and ate slowly, complaining. The dim sum made by Sister Cecily is not delicious..."

Robben held a glass of wine by Wendy's side, feeling a little helpless, in fact, no one would come here to eat at such a party. Now the two of them are walking back and forth around this long table, very eye-catching.

But Wendy felt happy to be away from those boring people.

"This gentleman, I wonder if I can dance together?" Suddenly a voice came from behind.

Robben had to turn around. "Sorry, I looked at Wendy not far ahead."

This is not the first time. When Wendy occasionally talks with others, someone will come to strike up a conversation every time. What makes Robben feel that he will be accosted by other women too. Once Wendy leaves, Robben finds out This very deceptive appearance becomes a problem.

There is a small dance floor in the corner of the reception hall. Inside is a group of young men and women who are gently hugging each other and dancing slowly to soft music. This is also a good place for everyone to communicate with each other at the reception.

"Oh... so you have a partner." The girl who came to invite Robben to see Wendy smiled generously. "But don't forget to come to me when you want to invite me, I will remember you." The woman finished speaking, and left.

"Well... I think it's not you looking at me this time, but I am looking at you!" After the woman left, Wendy frowned and appeared beside Robben. "Maybe sister Cosette's decision is not at all. Correct. By comparison, you are much more dangerous here than me."

"Okay, stop eating these. I'll cook them for you later. Let's go elsewhere." Robben didn't want to continue to attract attention here.

"That's good! Don't regret it, I want to... want that, it's in this shape, the sweet one!" Wendy was a little excited after hearing Robben's words, and quickly put down the pastry in her hand, carefully. Signed a shape.

Robben understands a little bit. In fact, we can't blame Losy for being greedy. Wendy is almost the same, it seems that she was fed by Sasha...

"Miss Wendy." Robben was planning to take Wendy away to a place with a little more people, but was stopped by a voice.

Robben's heart sank slightly, feeling a little bad.

In front of him was a man with slightly curly golden short hair. His eyes were bright, his posture was straight and he had a faint smile on his face, which looked slightly different from most young people at the reception.

Robben can’t tell you where the specifics are different, but the description is to compare this young man with the young people who come to talk to Wendy. The former is a young and promising young man, while the latter is just a wave of idleness. dàng children.

"What's the matter with you?" Wendy asked strangely when he saw the other person blocking the way. Wendy felt that she didn't hate the guy in front of her, and her tone was softer.

"I don't know... could you please show your face to dance?"

It's here... Robben kept thinking not to happen like this, but it seems that good wishes are always the first to fail...

This young man, Robben, had some impressions. When he entered the door, he looked at the surrounding situation. Robben saw some young people gather together to talk and laugh. They are not like the young people who are waiting for the opportunity to find single women to strike up a conversation. The young man is one of them, and sitting faintly in the middle, seems to have a place among the young people.

But the place where the group of people gathered to chat is on the other side of the venue, and now they and Wendy are at the pastry table on this side of the venue, and the distance almost spans the entire reception hall. This young man appeared here, obviously specifically for Wendy. Coming.

But Robben didn’t quite understand. This young man didn’t look like the kind of guy who wanted to talk to a beautiful woman. And if he was waiting for Wendy, he should lean shortly after Wendy walked in. It was right to come up, but until just now, he seemed to be chatting with those young people opposite, how could he suddenly become interested in Wendy.

Moreover, such an invitation is a bit impolite.

Wendy's good impression of this young man who was not very annoying disappeared without a trace. She tightened the arm that slung Robben's arm and replied stiffly, "No!"

This young man was rejected by Wendy and could not help being a little embarrassed. "Miss Wendy, I have no other meaning, but I just want to ask you to dance. I swear I will not say a word, do any more moves, and finish this dance. I won’t come to sāo to disturb you again."

"No!" Wendy was already very impatient in answering this time. She pulled Robben's arm and her voice suddenly became soft, "Ann, let's go elsewhere."

"This...Miss Wendy, please wait a moment." The young man seemed to know that this was not good, and he didn't have much confidence in speaking.

"Are you annoying? I have my dance partner. Although you are both annoying, but you are the first to see you so stalking. If you don't want to be blown up, I will leave immediately!" Wendy was annoyed.

The more Robben looked at the young man, the stranger he became. It was obvious that he felt that his current practice was boring. This was clearly visible on his face, but he seemed to have to stand here for some reason.

Wendy would never agree to it. I think the other party knew about it. That's why he said that it can be classified into a strange realm just now, but if he knew Wendy would refuse and persist like this...

Is there another picture? Robben felt as if he understood something...

"Mr. Wendy, Wendy doesn't want to dance with you. If possible, I'd better ask you to find a new partner." Robben said.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, his gaze moved, and fell on Robben's face. For a moment, the embarrassment and anxiety disappeared without a trace, and the expression in his eyes showed a sharp sharp edge.

"You mean that Miss Wendy's dance partner is you, right?"

Robben read something in the opponent's eyes, his gaze turned quickly, and he looked in the direction where a large number of old magicians had gathered. Sure enough, Kekoruo was looking at this side, his face was rather dark.

This kid was sent by him! This old thing...

The other party was obviously a bad person. Robben knew he was in trouble this time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ nodded, Robben said, "Yes, Wendy will not dance with others today. If you want to go, Also with me."

The young man smiled, "I don't know what your relationship is with Miss Wendy, you are so close."

"This has nothing to do with you. What I want to remind you is that your current practice is very rude. If there is nothing else, please leave."

"I think it has a lot to do with me, Mr. Ann." The young man moved slightly, and stopped Robben and Wendy who wanted to leave.

Even the name...

Robben completely gave up the idea of ​​avoiding this young man "What do you want?"

The young man said with a kindly smile: "No, I am not hostile, but I just want to dance with Miss Wendy. If you disagree, come to a duel!"

"Duel?" Robben heard the words that seemed familiar.

"Yes, if you lose, you must give me the right of your partner. Although it is impossible, if you win, I can promise you one condition!"! .