Three Good Salary Kings Stand on the Ark

“…”

The air suddenly became deathly silent. Rosemary, Amiya and Huang, who were watching on the sidelines, did not expect such a development. No one noticed that the red light in Amiya's pupils gradually receded.

"Oh My God..."

Sharagher smacked his lips, but didn't say anything.

"I'm not mistaken, Yelena, you must have changed..."

"go to hell!!!"

The howling cold current enveloped the corridor in an instant, freezing Ashes' whole body, even Sharager was not spared, but fortunately, Amiya cast a spell in time to save the three of them from the cold air.

Frost star hugged the Porsche and walked away angrily, Ashes also broke free from the ice, Sharager shook off the ice balls on his body, and said:

"My lord, did you do it on purpose?"

"what?"

"Forget it, let's end this topic here. After talking so much, I'm also a little hungry. I wonder if there is any place to eat here?"

Sharager shook his head, it seemed that even the undead who had gathered a huge amount of souls and became a king still failed to understand what a heart was.

Such a curse is too cruel.

When Sharagher talked about this, Ashes remembered what her purpose was. In the room, there was a squatting girl waiting to be fed, but because she met Stone Rolling and Sharagher, Then he met Porsche again, which made him forget about it.

Forget it, I will apologize to Shuang Xing later, the first task now is to bring Xi a boxed lunch back.

After melting the ice crystals in the corridor casually, Ashes greeted the rest of the people to go to the cafeteria. It was just about dinner time, and everyone was hungry.

So the team grew stronger again. One Rosemary, one Amiya, one Huang, one Sharager, and one Ashes, the four of them and one cat went to the busiest Rhode Island No. A canteen, and Ashes made a special cat food set for Sharagher, which made him very happy to eat.

After settling the others down, Ash also packed a portion of Xi's favorite meal into a lunch box, and returned to his dormitory with the bag.

But when he opened the door and was about to greet Xi for dinner, he found that the house was very quiet.

The original wrinkled bed has become flat, the scattered snacks and garbage bags are gone, and the comic books are neatly stacked on the bedside table, completely unable to see the previous otaku room look.

And Xi herself was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, her breathing was long and slow, her black hair was loose and spread out on the bed, she was already asleep.

Xie was lying on her side, and the large coat was covered by her to cover her half body, but the pair of slender white thighs were still exposed to the air, and the round toes were slightly curled up.

So now the problem comes to Ashes.

Should he wake up Xi to let her eat, or not to wake her up and let her sleep?

This is almost a problem comparable to the Riemann hypothesis.

ps

I was typing, and suddenly I heard someone in the group say that there was an earthquake, only to find out that there was a magnitude 6.0 earthquake in Luzhou, Sichuan

Brothers, be safe!

Chapter 406 Senior Sister Uses Push!The effect is outstanding!

The sky was slightly gloomy, and the thick clouds covered the remaining sunlight, making the earth appear dark early.

The room was filled with silence, the curtains were closed by someone, and the small lamp by the bed was glowing faintly, barely illuminating a corner of the room, and the soft violin sounded from nowhere, slowly wandering in the air with.

This is Ashes' room, and it is almost time to sleep, but he himself is not here, but is still wandering around in Rhodes Island.

So who actually arranged all this?

"drop--"

The door was opened, and Ashes returned to his dormitory. He had just put the noisy Ifrit to sleep, and after saying good night to Hemo and the white-faced owl, he returned to his room.

It's just that when he stepped into the room, the scene in front of him was quite different from before, and at the same time, there was an extra person in the room who didn't exist here.

A rocking chair is being placed in the middle of the house, facing the French window leading to the balcony. At this moment, it is still gently rocking back and forth, and there are still people sitting on it.

A pure white feather was exposed without being blocked by the back of the chair. Just by seeing that feather, Ashes knew who was sitting in this rocking chair that an old grandpa would sit on.

"Maria? Why are you sitting here?"

Ashes took two steps forward, and as the tip of his nose moved slightly, he stopped again, frowning slightly.

The scent of wine still lingers in the air, especially from Maria in front of her. Judging from the smell alone, she must have drunk a lot.

"you've been drinking?"

“…”

But Maria didn't answer, she was still just sitting on the rocking chair and rocking back and forth, her current appearance reminded Ashes of William.

Walking around in front of Maria, she was fully dressed at this time, still in the slim and handsome hunter costume, still using her favorite posture, with her hands folded on her abdomen, her legs crossed, her head drooping, only But Luoyang is not in her arms.

The three-cornered hat covered her face, and Ashes couldn't tell whether she was asleep or awake for a moment.

"Maria?"

Ashes called her name softly, and after finding that she didn't respond, he concluded that she must have fallen asleep, or it might be because of drinking.

Most of the hunters' bodies have a strength far beyond that of ordinary people, and their resistance to alcohol should also be higher. Getting drunk is actually unrealistic for hunters.

But wine is not just for getting drunk, it can also be used for courage, isn't it?

Although Ashes can ignore Maria and let her sit on the rocking chair and sway until dawn, but no matter what, it is not good, so Ashes decided to transfer Maria to the bed, Let her sleep comfortably, and it's not too late to ask about the room until tomorrow.

Stretching out his hands from the back and the hollows of his knees, Ashes hugged Maria with almost no effort. Her weight was so light that Ashes even mistakenly thought that what he was hugging was a piece of light feather. It was hard to imagine such a Mary. Ya is a seasoned and skilled hunter.

If there is no superior person, maybe she will stay in that castle honestly and be her good girl?Then when she waits, she will become the next queen or something.

However, good fortune makes people, and the thread of fate is always trembling, which separates everyone's fate and makes them walk on different paths.

Is it better to be Maria the hunter, or Maria to be the queen?

I'm afraid no one can give an answer.

As Ashes hugged Maria, her body also naturally moved closer to Ashes, with her head resting on her chest, he could hear that shallow breathing, and also feel the softness of that delicate body.

Holding Maria to the bedside, Ashes wanted to put her down.This big bed was soft and comfortable, and many people had been laid on it, such as Red, Nightingale, Chinese New Year and New Year's Eve, and of course Fireproof Girl, but he himself rarely slept on this bed.

On many quiet nights, Ashes would leave the bed, find a place where he could see the night sky, and look up at it silently.

The undead do not need sleep, and all the desires of being a human being disappeared with the curse, Ashes is used to it.

He bent down and wanted to put Maria on the bed, but just as he pulled his hand away, the sleeping Maria suddenly moved.

Her hand nimbly slid across Ashes' chest, and lightly rested on his neck. Then her hands suddenly exerted strength, and brought Ashes who hadn't noticed it to the bed.

Afterwards, Maria turned over and pressed against Ashes. Her movements were so dexterous and smooth that she couldn't tell that this was a person who was still asleep just now.

"Maria, are you awake?"

Ashes raised his eyebrows, and asked Maria who was pressing on him. Her body was very light, and she could get up whenever she wanted.

"Hmm, are you awake or asleep? Maybe I don't even know."

Maria said so, but her eyes were clearly open, and the azure blue pupils shone slightly in the dim room, with a somewhat seductive taste.

"At least I hope I'm still in a dream, Junior Brother."

As she spoke, she bent down, her body was as soft as a water snake, her long legs tightly clamped his waist, preventing Ashes from breaking free.

Maria took off the three-cornered hat with the feathers, and threw it aside casually, with one hand resting on Ashes' chest, while the other hand stretched toward her neckline.

"Also, call me Senior Sister."

She deftly undid the button with her fingers, and took off the hunter windbreaker, revealing the little dress and a white shirt inside.

At the same time, the hand she supported on Ashes' chest also began to move restlessly, stroking around, Maria licked her lips, and her breathing began to become heavy.

"What are you going to do?" Ashes asked, at the same time he wanted to break free from Maria's shackles.

"doing what?"

Maria smiled and lowered her body suddenly. Their faces were instantly close, almost touching the tip of each other's noses. Ashes could smell the sweetness and slight alcohol smell in her breath.

"Naturally do something you love and put your stamp on you."

Maria said unabashedly, and then planned to force the Overlord to attack and cook the raw rice from the ashes directly, so that even the puppet can't do anything against her, right?

Victory, it's Maria!

"Really?"

Another voice somewhat similar to Maria sounded, and the hunter badge Ashes wore around his neck began to glow, and then a palm with a spherical joint protruded from it, directly strangling Maria's neck.

Then came the arms, body, legs, and dolls in gothic costumes, standing on the bed condescendingly looking at Maria who was shivering like a chick in his hand.

"Repeat what you just said."

"I..."

"Crack it!"

Poor Maria, just as soon as she uttered a word, her neck was mercilessly cut off by the puppet, and then she turned into a light mist and disappeared.

"..."

Although there were some accidents, but luckily there was no danger, Ashes finally got a rocking chair, and he could watch the stars more comfortably in the future.

Chapter 407 Starscream and White Spider

Ever since Maria was ruthlessly crushed by the puppet that night, Ashes hadn't seen Maria's figure for several days. She probably really died.

Just kidding, Maria just returned to the clock tower of the stars. As for why she can't be seen, I have to ask the puppet.

Today's weather is very good, the sun is shining brightly, and the breeze is blowing gently. Just standing on the bridge and taking a deep breath can make people feel happy. Warfarin has a lot to say about this.

Now Ashes is going to take a look at Shirtel's situation. After Kelsey knew about her abilities before, she was sent to be a teacher of Originium skills to teach others Originium skills.

Although she herself complained about this, and what she said was so mysterious that few people could understand what she was talking about.

This is natural, as a life conceived under the influence of the king's soul, she is truly born knowing how to control flames, that is an instinct engraved in her soul, how can she give it to others?

However, there is an exception to everything. Ifrit can understand the meaningless things that ordinary people say about Shirtel, perhaps because of the fire of chaos and the Balrog. In short, the two became good friends in this way. That, my friend, is a good thing.

Holding a carefully packaged deluxe parfait in her hand, Ashes is heading to Sylter's room. Her proposal was rejected earlier, so the dream of eating deluxe parfait every time is obviously not possible. possible.

Because of this, Ashes chose to comfort Shirtel.

Except for Ifrit, who is naturally fond of her, Shirtel has a slightly indifferent attitude towards other people, which also leads to her poor interpersonal relationship in Rhodes Island. Some operators want to talk to her The communication was rejected, maybe it was a sequelae when she was walking alone. Compared with chatting with others, she prefers to be alone in the room.

But in Shirtel's room, it was not as deserted as imagined.