The Blood Hourglass

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In fact, the gate of heaven is always open, but too many people don't know where it is, and those who know don't have the ability to enter and leave at will.

"His Royal Highness... how is it?" Sartres followed all the way and tried many times, but every time I deliberately distanced him from him. In the end, before he said a word, he ended the sound. This time finally Asked out.

"Nothing!" My answer was simple and cold, like a bottle in my arms.

"but……"

"I said it's all right!" I held the bottle and threw him away, walked all the way into the main temple, and walked forward without squinting, without stopping for a second.

"Miss Sister!" As a result, something happened again. The little girl appeared in front of me again, ran towards me with a beautiful flower in her hand, and said, "This is for you! Thank you and brother for giving me. Sugar."

"You..." I wanted to say, haven't you recognized it? But before I could speak, I stopped. Because Luvian was the past me, and she never recognized the wrong person, so her face eased, but her tone was not softened, "Thank you!"

"Miss sister, you... are you angry?" The little girl narrowed her mouth and asked a little anxiously, "Is it because Liz said something wrong?"

"No!" I gave the flower she gave to Satrese behind me, and then took out the rag doll from my pocket. I took it from Farham last time. I forgot to return it. Now I think it might be considered worthy. The above was a suitable gift, so she handed it to Liz, "This is for you!"

"Miss sister, this is..." The little girl looked at me flattered, as if she couldn't believe my sudden response.

"Compared to me, it is more suitable for you!" As I said, I took a step around, passed by her side, and walked straight to the side door.

"Miss Sister..." Little Lisi whispered, but did not dare to catch up.

"Big brother, what's wrong with little sister?" Little Lisi asked, looking at Satris who was about to leave with little sister beside her.

"It's okay!" Sartres reached out and touched the top of Lisi's head, "sali!"

"Yes!" Sali appeared in front of everyone like a flash, Li Xian is now in charge of her, so she usually won't leave too far.

"Take care of her and don't let her run around!" Satris ordered.

"Yes! Your lord!" Sali nodded.

After I gave the order, Satris chased after me, before I walked to the side door.

"His Royal Highness, where are you going?"

"Falem Lab!" In fact, when I saw me walking towards the side door, Satrese should have known that this was an extra question.

"But even if it's him, it's impossible..." Sartres had to say something, I turned my head back and glared at him, he closed his mouth obediently, never spoke again, and quietly followed me all the way. Farham's laboratory.

"If an angel turns into grains of sand, can he be resurrected?" I said, putting the bottle in my arms in front of Falham, who was busy, and asked calmly.

"Of course!" Farham did not look up, and continued to shake the test tube in his hand, but listening to his tone, it seemed that it was not too difficult to do.

"Okay! Resurrect him!" I didn't have much words, only purpose.

"But resurrection is forbidden, unless ordered by the Lord God." He raised his head and glanced at me, then lowered his head to continue his experiment, still muttering in his mouth, "This guy is really strong! Until now I can't break his blood clotting. Agent."

"What about my order?" I didn't hesitate, after all, the Lord God's order was impossible.

"Unless you are the main god!" Farham's tone was not too serious, but his words were strong enough.

"Okay! The day I become the Lord God, come again!" As I said, I picked up the bottle and turned and left.

"His Royal Highness~" Sartres ran after him nervously.

"Don't follow me, I'll go back to the hut!" After saying that, I walked out of the laboratory without looking back. indeed! Before becoming the Lord God, I will never use this place again.

"You..." Sutterston gave a moment, but did not follow.

"What's the matter? What's the matter? Who is that?" Farham shook the test tube for a long time, and stopped helplessly. He looked up at the strange-looking Satris, "It won't be the one that the little majesty likes. Right?"

"Lord God!" Sartres replied solemnly.

"Lord God? What do you mean?" Farem was about to lower his head and suddenly raised it suddenly.

"Now we don't have a main god!" Satris said, took a seat and sat down, facing Falham, "Pharaoh, maybe it won't be peaceful here anymore!"

"You mean Stie disappeared? How could it be possible!" Falham's eyes widened in astonishment, and the wrinkles around his eyes were much less.

"Well, it's in the bottle held by Her Royal Highness just now." Satris replied calmly, as if he didn't have too many surprises and surprises, or unacceptable.

"Then...this ranking match is..." Falham's face faded from consternation, and replaced with seriousness and solemnity.

"Yeah." Sartres nodded.

"Then you will be the next main god?" Farham's eyes became interesting, and he looked at the calm expression in front of Satris, the smile in the corner of his eyes gradually disappeared.

"I think the next main **** should be the princess!" Satris did not move a bit, and his calm face still remained unchanged.

"That may be true, unless you deliberately release the water!" Falham laughed. Although he rarely goes out and doesn't know much about the outside world, he knows the strength of these golden eyes well, after all, he is Research this.

"I won't release water." Saterius replied affirmatively, looking at the door, "She doesn't need me to release water either!"

"That's good!" Farham doesn't care who will be the main god, but what he wants is a truly capable main god. In this way, heaven can be as peaceful as it is now, at least no one will disturb him. experiment.

"But..." Sutheris suddenly turned around, facing Falham, his expression serious.

"What's the matter?" Farham didn't release the empty test tube he just picked up.

"Can you really resurrect the Lord God?" What Satris knows is that the resurrected angel must have the blood of a person much stronger than the resurrected person, but does a person stronger than the Lord God exist?

"This..." Falham was stunned before he thought of the matter. After thinking about it for a while, his complexion eased, "Since someone has hurt Stie, there is naturally stronger blood."

"But he..." Sartres stopped talking.

"By the way, who hurt Stie?" In Falham's view, there is really no stronger existence in this world than Stie.

"Blood!" Satresi looked at the pharaoh directly for a while and replied.

"Blood?" Farem looked incredulous.

"Well, the blood family is the blood family." Although everything had happened when Satris went, he heard everything from the two silver eyes present at the time. Although he didn't believe it, he saw Misselia's reaction. Believe that all of this is true.

"Then he... isn't he better than Stella?" Farem became curious.

"Maybe!" Satris felt that sometimes winning or losing does not indicate the strength of real strength.

"It seems that this ranking match will be particularly intense!" As he said, Farem laughed haha.

"It's not like what you would say to Pharaoh." Satris just smiled and didn't say anything. This test is a matter of time, even if the main **** is still there, and everyone in heaven will participate. Of course, that is Free, as for the angel Farem in front of him, he is only interested in experiments. In his view, fighting is just a waste of time, so he has not participated in it for many years.

"You have changed, so you can't let me change too!" Pharaoh smiled and picked up the test tube that was put down just now, and continued his experiment. If you don't hurry, the special monk will come to trouble him again.

"Am I changed?" Sartres was a little uncertain.

"Don't you think?" Pharaoh was busy adding something to the test tube, silver, black liquid.

"Maybe!" Satresi just felt that he was thinking a little bit more now, so he was a little slower in making choices. It turned out that this was a change.

"Where's Rite?" Satresi looked around, remembering that Rite was still resting here before going out of heaven. Why is he missing now.

"His injury is almost healed, and Kristel is back!" The Pharaoh looked up at the window, where there was another small house with golden eyes.

"Oh!" Sartres nodded, seeming to know something, "Then I will go first."

"By the way! In the ceremony three days later, do you want to invite the little majesty to participate?" The Pharaoh suddenly stopped Satreus.

"I don't think I should disturb her now!" Satris did not hesitate. After getting along with the princess these days, he knew that the other party was not a person who liked to participate in such rituals.

"Yeah." Pharaoh didn't have any comments. For him, this ritual was just a small part of his work, and maybe there was no place to study.

Listening to Sartres walking out of the laboratory, the Pharaoh still raised his head, but he was not looking at anything, he was just wondering what kind of fierce or special this ranking competition will be.

Although he didn't know how powerful this newly-appearing Princess was, he knew very well that she was not weak. In addition to what Satris said just now, he convinced Lao Fa that this little Princess should be able to compete with Satris. It's even more interesting when they compete with each other, plus the fight for the position of the Lord God.

Thinking about it, he laughed unconsciously. Although he didn't know why, he was especially concerned about this little majesty, so he would go for this competition, not to participate, but to visit.

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