"Well? Your Majesty?"

Huai Shi was confused for a long time before she remembered: "Are you talking about the White Crown King?"

"You have His breath..." Liz said, "Besides, who else can be called His Majesty except that?"

That's not necessarily the case. Your Majesty is not interested in this day. I have one in my house, which has three fried chicken and happy water every day, and also has a midnight snack at night.

Huai Shi originally wanted to make a joke, but when she thought of the conversation between each other in the dream, she couldn't help but sigh:

"To be honest, it's hard to describe it."

"Well, I can probably guess. After all, it is a god. No matter how much you respect and get close to each other, there will be a distance between the two sides. Some words have been said when His Majesty left."

It seemed that he had some expectations of the dialogue between Huai Shi and Bai Guan Wang, and Liz did not express any dissatisfaction or resentment. On the contrary, he was even more open-minded than Huai Shi.

Huai Shi no longer continued this topic, but asked: "How are you here?"

"Don't you look like that? I won, but I paid the price, and everyone is the same."

Liz shook her head, pursed her tequila, and suddenly smiled: "Sometimes, I really hope that you have the ability of your heavenly genealogy, at least, the victims can still keep records..."

Huai Shi was silent. After a long time, the appearance of the burly old man appeared in his mind.

Unexpectedly, it was only one side, and it was hard to see it from now on.

"Mr. Tral, he..."

"Don't worry, there is a source supply of the American genealogy, but it has not been burned out, and there is still a little soul left. At least there is still a chance to return to the Sea of ​​Silver."

Liz looked up and looked at the figures in plain white clothes in the crowd not far away.

"They are the most tragic."

Genealogy of the Indian.

They lost the fifth level of the Stone Curse and the Dark Mother, and many sublimators and legions were injured, and the number of sacrifices was even above the Templars.

After Huai Shi shot that arrow, in order to completely wipe out the remnants of the abyss, Tianzhu directly threw the remaining six paths of reincarnation into the realm of hell.

After the authoritarian relics of the creation of the genealogy, the Lotus of Brahma, completely intensified, it triggered an earth-shaking explosion.

The rising flames completely wiped out the blood river and storm that enveloped the entire territory.

The roar of wrath echoed nine times within the fragments.

The projection of the land of happiness is completely annihilated.

If it weren't for their decisive sacrifice to defeat the abyss' counterattack, I don't know how long it would take to end this war.

“Sacrifices are always common, isn’t they?”

Liz raised her wine glass: "To sacrifice."

"Sacrifice."

Huai Shi clinked glasses with her and drank the beer. Just as she was about to say something, someone called Liz's name in the distance. The girl stood up and looked at him at the last glance. She didn't say anything, but just said goodbye calmly and turned around and left.

Now, Huai Shi is the only one sitting on the bench.

He also enjoys leisure.

However, before I could sit for a while, I heard an excited voice not far away.

"Hey, Huai Shi, come here! Come here!"

It's Orton.

Orton was shouting, holding Sharma's neck with one hand, pouring wine into the angry Creator's mouth: "Hurry, hurry, help me hold him down! I'm willing to accept the loss, I'm willing to accept the loss, Sharma... You owe me six glasses back then!"

"That's what the bastard in Ying Fangzhou deserves!"

"Who told him to run faster? You didn't have time to run--"

Orton laughed loudly and stuffed another bottle of liquor into Huai Shi's hand: "Cheers!"

Right beside him, the surviving heroes, the unknown guardians, and many more showed pleasant smiles.

"cheers!"

The laughter and noise swallowed up the Huaishi poem.

The war is gone.

And the time for long sleep has not yet arrived.

Now is the time to celebrate.

.

.

I don’t know how long it took to drink it, but Huai Shi vomited several times, drunk as she was, swaying and holding a bottle to fight with Orton for wine.

After Orton was pulled away by Ms. Chen who was angry and angry for too long, he looked around and found that there was no one standing there.

They all lay flat.

Snoring sounds everywhere.

"That's it? That's it?"

In the night, Huai Shi put her hands on her hips and laughed proudly at the sky: "No one can beat me!"

"Hmm? It looks quite energetic."

Behind the table in the corner, the old lady smoking a pipe raised her head from the pages and knocked on another cup, "Are you interested in drinking a few drinks with the old lady?"

Evelyn Chaschel was watching him.

"Um?"

Huai Shi was surprised: "I thought you were the kind of person who scoffed at the depraved objects of alcohol."

"What a lie? During archaeological excavation, if there weren't two glasses of whiskey at night, I'm afraid I wouldn't even sleep well." Old Mrs. Chaser shook her head and asked at him, "Do you add ice?"

"Forget it, I'll drink water."

Huai Shi smiled bitterly, and in a drowsy mood, she sat on the chair: "If you drink again, I'm afraid I'm going to really pour it down."

"Oh, then just vodka."

The old lady changed him into a clear and transparent Russian joint product with good manners: "Drink this, this is to raise people... Cheers."

After a cup, I sipped it all in one go.

Huai Shi smiled bitterly, picked up the wine glass, poured it into her mouth and found that it was really warm water inside, and she was speechless to the old lady's bad taste.

In the long silence, Chaser smoked his pipe, poured himself into his own drinks, and did not care about Huaishi anymore.

It's like you can see what he wants to say, just wait quietly

Until Huai Shi barely woke up a little, she finally plucked up the courage: "Ms. Chaser, you are an old senior in the ideal country, so I will consult... You know a lady who... Well, her hair is very long, her skirt is very dark, and sometimes she is a little red. In addition to being close to the crow, she also likes to tease people?"

Chaschel didn't speak.

I looked at him calmly for a long time, and I kept seeing him feeling distressed, and then I slowly said: "Isn't it okay to just report Tongji's name?

What do you want to ask about indirectly?”

"Well……"

Huai Shi Dai: "Do you really know each other?"

"Nonsense, I've known her since I was 16 years old, and I've been much longer than you - I don't know what the relationship between you two is, so why should you hide it?"

The old lady spoke as always without giving face: "You have a question, why don't you ask her directly?"

"……inconvenient."

“Hmm?”

Chaser looked up, as if he could see something from Huai Shi's complicated expression, and couldn't help laughing: "Okay, then you ask."

Huai Shi thought for a long time, "In your opinion, who do you think she is...?"

"have no idea."

Chaser's answer without hesitation made Huai Shi stunned.

"When I think about it now, it really makes people miss it." Evelyn knocked on the ashes in the bucket and sighed: "To be honest, I understand the confusion and confusion, Huai Shi, I have also thought about this question...

She always comes alone, doesn't show up much, and even disappears for a long time later. Even in the ideal country at that time, many people have never heard of her.

When Tianwen Road was invented, I had provided advice several times as an assistant, so I had a few more deals with her than others.

Many times, I feel that I know her enough and have an answer in my heart, but it will be quickly overturned."

Chaser thought for a long time and shrugged helplessly: "Even if I can get her favor, it's just that I'm lucky.

She is such a person. Unless in the end, she will never give you an answer, nor will she know how she treats you in her heart—”

"She is really a member of the Ideal Country?"

"God knows."
To be continued...