[magic flute magi] evil female dancer

The windows in the ward are closed tightly, and several curtains are hung at the door to isolate the passage. The movement of the medical staff will make the curtain drift from time to time, flickering, and you can see the haggard face of the patient behind the curtain. .

The woman lay there peacefully, breathing weakly and inaudiblely.Her pale lips moved, as if trying to draw the last breath.At the last moment of her life, her pious expression seemed to be reciting a prayer silently.

"Lulum! Lulum, Lulum!! Let me meet my wife!"

Sina Huohuo, who is usually full of energy, is flustered and eager, and he can't help but lose control of his volume.The persuasion of the medical officers didn't seem to work. He seemed very unwilling to Sinbad's decision not to allow him to enter the ward. He shouted endlessly at the door and tried to rush in. The guards ordered him to stop him. .

But the power of the giant Sina Huohuo is well known, how could it be blocked by the power of a few mortals?What's more, the eight generals had a high status, and the guards didn't dare to use heavy hands. Seeing that they were about to be unable to stop them, the defense at the door was in chaos.

At this time, Jafar slowly moved to the door of the ward, with his back to the door of the ward, staring at Sinahoho with a quiet and serious look.Facing the distressing and shaking eyes of the person in front of him, Jafar didn't say anything, and he couldn't say anything, but slowly lowered his head and shook it again.

This simple action brought an immeasurable blow to Sina Huohuo. He squatted down as if lost in his soul, his eyes were gloomy.

Perhaps it was because of the fall of Lulum's supporting pillar, the palace was out of order overnight, and the flowers and plants in the courtyard were all lost overnight.This is the first strange sight that happened in the palace of Syndria in history.

Of course, no one is in the mood to take care of the flowers and plants in the garden and just let them decline.Because, if Lulum doesn't get better, no matter how bright they bloom, it will be meaningless.

In this way, the birthday party was forced to draw an end sign, and the eight generals received new tasks, and everyone carried out them tacitly and quietly. No one dared to say a word to Sinbad, presumably at this moment his heart was burning with anger Zhengwang.

Salome was still in the hall where the banquet was going to be held, and a few maids were cleaning up the mess in the hall. She huddled in the armchair by the window, with her forehead against the window glass, staring at the setting sun outside the window in a daze, The warm orange glow added a layer of tiredness to her face.

The glass windows reflected the furnishings in the room, including the large and small objects placed in the corner.It was a gift that everyone was going to give to the children, and one of them was also prepared by Salome.

She had to admit that she had never prepared gifts for others.Due to the bumpy growth environment, she did not have this part of common sense in her head.Even for Beato's birthday, she just picked a random flower from the wild and sent it out, thinking it was over.This time, she really thought about a gift with her heart, but what she didn't expect was that God didn't give her a chance to give her a gift.

Thinking of this made her very unhappy.In her hand were the bunches of flowers she took from the vase just now. She originally threw them petal by petal to the ground, but after looking at the gifts piled up on the ground, she simply grabbed a bunch and threw them on the ground.

"You really don't know how to cherish flowers."

In the face of the familiar teasing voice, without raising her eyelids, she countered, "It's as if you understand."

Outside the window is Judal standing on the floating carpet, his thick braids fluttering in the wind, making his waist look very thin.But his smile doesn't match his appearance, it has always been strongly aggressive, "I don't need to be sympathetic to flowers, I know that sympathy for you is enough."

Salome finally raised her eyes, gave him a funny look, and slowly stood up from the armchair and opened the window to welcome him in.

Judal sat casually on the window sill and saw Salome walking barefoot on the residual flowers all over the floor, the snow white and residual red reflected each other, he couldn't help smiling with admiration, "Why, the birthday party is so early it's over?"

Salome frowned, "You don't know what happened in the palace?"

"what?"

"Something went wrong."

Her casual tone caught Judal's attention, and he found that although she spoke lightly, there was a lingering loneliness in her eyes.He was very interested in Salome who would show such an expression, and couldn't help reaching out and stroking the top of her hair.

Salome didn't like this kind of way of comforting a child, she jumped away briskly, turned around and squatted beside the pile of gifts in a daze.

"Maybe I shouldn't prepare any presents..." she muttered to herself.

"Which one did you prepare?"

She pointed to a flat, square gift box.

"Let me take it apart and see what's inside!"

"It's not for you." Salome chuckled lightly, throwing a boring look at you.

Judal knew that this woman rarely bothered to think about anything, so it was natural to be curious about the gift she had prepared.It was obviously not something related to him, but he still took it apart on the spot willfully.

In the crimson flat box lay a set of exquisite dancer costumes.

Reasonable and unexpected.

"It's surprising that you would prepare such a serious gift."

Salome didn't bother to pay attention to him, but Judal became more energetic, disturbed the neatly stacked dance clothes, and insisted on unfolding them.

At this time, Salome, who was in a daze, had worries in her heart, but she never showed it on the surface, and just sat on the ground in a daze.Until the rustling sound in her ears was endless, she cast her eyes annoyed, only to find Judal who had changed into a disguise.

"........."

The navel-baring dance outfit happened to reveal Judal's recently trained and effective abdominal muscles. In addition, he has a good temperament, and the matching accessories of those gold bracelets and gold necklaces are also very suitable for him.

He flung his hair coquettishly on his forehead, and said, "To be handsome is to be able to control any clothes. Alas, there is no way, who makes me hard to give up on my natural beauty."

Salome looked at Judal dressed as a dancer in a daze, and saw the latter bent down, snapped his fingers on her forehead, and looked fondly at her.

"Be happy, stupid."

"Crazy...puchi."

She was amused and laughed heartily, but the moonlight still illuminated the tear in the corner of her eye brightly.

"Mrs. Lulum did not feel unwell until she came back from the outside."

"Similar to the symptoms of fever, we have prepared medicinal soup, but she told us not to tell the adults."

"Because the symptoms at the time were not serious at all, we were careless..."

"Yes, the servants are willing to accept the punishment."

The interrogation came to an end, and Jafar, knowing that it was pointless to continue, released the maids and reported to Sinbad.

Sinbad was sitting in front of the desk, with his elbows on the table, his hands crossed in front of his mouth and nose, his eyes were closed, and he was as motionless as a mountain.Seeing that his master did not respond, Jafar continued to review the situation several times to share his worries, but Sinbad never spoke.

"Xin." Jafar gently reminded.

Sinbad was silent for a while, then sighed: "Wait a little longer."

Jafar was puzzled: "What are you waiting for?"

After a while, the maid outside the door came in to report, and the doctors tried their best, but Mrs. Lulum still died.

Jafar was surprised and heartbroken, and couldn't help confirming repeatedly.In the end, he endured the pain in his heart, sent his men back, and looked at his lord again.At this moment, Sinbad had already opened his eyes. He took a slow breath, and every word he uttered had a heavy breath, like a breath of exhaustion, or a breath of anger. tone.

"Jafar, someone must be doing evil behind the scenes. Lulumu didn't deserve this."

The woman who taught him etiquette and knowledge, taught him how to fish and how to fish, and devoted herself to her family and country.

Life shouldn't be like this.

"This enmity is irreconcilable."

Whether it was Judal and Salome who were laughing and cursing in the banquet hall, or Sinbad and Jafar who were discussing business in the meeting room, no one noticed that there were two star marks across the night sky at this moment, which were fleeting in succession.

Obviously summer is not over yet, but I feel the wind blowing past my ears is already cool.The wind blows over and over again, driving a few thriving new green seedlings in front of the tomb, sweeping across the profound words on the stele from time to time.The simple tombstone hidden under this big tree is the last place where Lulum, Sinahoho's wife and Sinbad's teacher at the time, lived.

From the perspective of Lulum in the palace, perhaps the form of national silence is not an exaggeration. However, Sinbad set it up so simply that many people may not understand it.It's just that what's even more unbelievable is that he has enclosed this verdant forest, and only those who are identified can approach it.

After standing for a few minutes, Yamleha's crying sounded intermittently, and Pisti grabbed the corner of her clothes and tried to hold back her tears.The eight people will be present as they were that day, but they are lifeless, and everyone seems to have been seriously injured.

"Everyone must have been miserable these past few days, but the birthday party has become the funeral of an old friend. It is an unprecedented funny coincidence, which is really thought-provoking. I am bored in the palace for several days, not in secret pain, just like The task assigned to each of you is the same, and I am also looking for the truth." Sinbad turned around with a solemn expression, "By now, everyone must have understood almost—"

"Salome, I have a bad premonition..."

Salome stood a few meters away from Sinbad, and Wendy whispered beside her.

At the same time, Sinbad has already continued his speech: "This highly contagious disease in the coastal area is the first time that Syndria has ever seen a large-scale storm. It is not a natural disaster, but someone deliberately For this reason, wantonly trampled on our people and harmed our borders. You may wish to listen to my conclusion first-this real culprit, although he is far away, will be punished. He hurt my arm, and I must destroy his liver. Temporarily press the news of Lulum's death because it is not suitable for everyone to know at this moment, because it will be the first drumbeat of our counterattack, and it can't be too early. So in this rough place, we Several people held a ceremony of silence first, in memory of Lulum, our eternal friend of Schindelia."

Sinbad's voice was so calm and powerful, and he couldn't even hear a trace of anger, and even his expression was as calm as water.But that's what makes it even more scary.

Salome, who had been taking care of everyone in the dance troupe for the past few days, couldn't keep up with the rhythm. She moved closer to Jafar and tugged at the hem of his clothes.

"Hey, Jafar, what's going on?"

Jafar was obviously disgusted by someone interrupting him to listen to his master's speech, and couldn't stand her annoyance, so he replied in a low voice: "Our people have already found out..."

"report!"

A guard approached to report the situation, and Jafar was forced to stop whispering to Salome.

"Your Majesty, we caught a woman who trespassed here, and she is now in custody, waiting to be released."

"Who is it?" Little things like this were always asked by Jafar Desinbad.

"The origin is unknown. We asked her, but she refused to answer. This person was dressed in a strange way, with a hood covering all the facial features. We can only see that she is blond and blue-eyed."

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