Frost Wings

Jonker stared blankly at the sturdy men who were crazy. Except for him who was deliberately bypassed, no one in the manor was spared from this spell. The waiters in the servant room opened up and were awakened. The maids collapsed and looked at the messy manor. I don't know who screamed in despair first, and the maids fled. Jonker's bed warmer watched in horror as his lover was being held by a guard and kept on chrysanthemum. The extreme panic and collapse made her climb down the stairs and ran out of the manor crying.

Bai He frowned, observing the changes in the source power and the magic net's feedback on the spell, and recorded the data one by one. He analyzed it with a scientific and magical attitude, not just bad taste.

With the in-depth study of the soul in the laboratory, a large number of bizarre enchantment spells have been studied. Baihe used his sub-brain to record them one by one. Although this method is not as good as many formal workers in the laboratory, there are quite a few high understanding.

At this moment, he is staring at a big man who is drooling, thinking about whether the effect of this intellectual collapse can be improved again through hormone stimulation?

The data for the development of this spell was taken from the group of basic friends under the golden dragon. Judging from the timeline and the number of samples, this spell data is somewhat outdated, the spell still has room for improvement, and the efficiency of using magic power can be further improved.

Butler Leonard let out an excited roar, then twitched with a twisted expression, and began to enter the state of horse wind.

Bai He began to feel unhappy. The effect of this spell is indeed very sharp, but the disgust of the scene is also obvious. He shook his head and decided not to use this insane and immoral trick in the future unless necessary.

The smell gradually became stronger. He yawned and turned to the window. Jonk Varage suddenly ran over in two steps, knelt down and grabbed the hem of Baihe's robe: "Mr. Long, wait a minute."

"Huh?" Bai He glanced at the aristocratic young master, pretending to be reserved. At this moment, the thin sleepiness on Jonker Varage's body was soaked in cold sweat, and his long hair was half scattered in the front. The aristocratic handsome face is a little distorted, and what makes people palpitate even more are his eyes, which are obviously blue eyes typical of northerners. Red light.

"Mr. Long, I want to beg you, please help me." He took a deep breath, as if trying to dispel the heat in his lungs, his eyes fixed on Bai He's face: "The supplies on your list, All is fine, even more is fine, as long as you can help me."

"Help you?" Bai Long looked like you were joking: "First of all, let's not talk about how difficult it is, but you know my identity and you still want to ask me for help. For you, this is a deal with the devil. , aren't you afraid of losing everything? Or if things are stabbed out, there is no place for them in the North?"

"If I can't get rid of that **** and get my inheritance back, the North will soon have no place for me! I-Jonk Varage must not lose my inheritance, even if it's a deal with a real demon. Don't hesitate!" Jonker Varage's expression became even more ferocious, his voice was hoarse, as if he had given up everything: "Mr. Long! I am willing to be your servant, your attendant, as long as you can let me inherit the title, mine Everything can be yours!"

Crazy for power?

White River, who was watching Jonker Varage, frowned slightly.

He was a little moved, and was considering whether to assist this seemingly useless nobleman to seize power, but first of all, he had to confirm the determination of this guy. If this guy still looks like a coward at a critical moment, then it can make people distressed.

Although determination does not mean that he will not shrink at the critical moment, it can always give Baihe a little more confidence.

If it is for the sake of power, it is acceptable to fall into madness. A little guidance from a mad person can induce infinite spiritual power, and Baihe is happy to see it.

However, in Baihe's observation at the moment, Jonker Varage's state is very special. His expression and tone look crazy and hysterical, but there seems to be something deeper hidden in the depths of his eyes, a strange sense of firmness. The projection from it made Bai He frown slightly, feeling that the source of this determination might not be that simple.

What is this situation, is there another secret, or is it just a moment of passion?

Bai He touched his chin and pondered, but he wasn't afraid. Anyway, if something went wrong, he would throw this kid into the top tank, and he would run away as soon as he threw the dice, except that he might have a black face.

This kid is determined to look like that, but what about enlightenment?

With a mocking expression on his face, he said, "Mr. Jonker, tell me, how can I help you? In this situation, you obviously need a little determination, otherwise things will get worse soon."

"Determination...determination...determination." His expression suddenly turned hideous, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Go and kill that **** as soon as possible, kill him, I am still the young master of Binghong City."

"How to kill?" Bai He asked.

"He knows the secret door and the sentry where that **** lives in the mansion." Jonker pointed to the old butler who was about to die, Bai He frowned slightly, and quickly activated the false life spell on the ring, this dying man was about to die. The old man got a sip of life extension, as if a powerful pill had entered his body, and he was cured immediately without medicine.

Bai He knocked the old man down with a stun spell, and then stopped the spell after all the people in the attack lost their strength.

Jonker Varage gritted his teeth, picked up the short knife and stabbed the nearest warrior fiercely, dazzling red blood splashed out, Baihe frowned when he smelled the rust in the blood, waiting for Jonker to finish killing. The man came out with two buckets of water and was about to wake the housekeeper Leonard, but Bai He laughed and stopped him.

"Wait a minute, although the time is urgent, I still want to ask, after killing your stepmother, what are you going to do when your father comes back?"

Jonk Varage's expression suddenly froze, and then he showed a fierce and painful expression.

"Your father came back and saw that you killed his wife and coveted his position. What would he do? Or, what are you going to do?" Bai He asked with a smile.

Jonk Varage opened his eyes, and the bloodshot in his eyeball became even more sinister.

I, I'm going to kneel down and beg his forgiveness, that old **** just seduced him, and I'm still his only son.

He looked at Bai He's face, and these words from his heart were smothered in his stomach.

Jonker was breathing rapidly, as if he could read his childishness from Bai He's mocking gaze.

lure? What are you kidding? Don't lie to yourself! Jonker Varage! You have been abandoned by your father! Everything has long been a clear thing! Even without you, or even without a son, your father will find a suitable heir among the rest of the kin! As he loves fame, how can he tolerate the family's reputation being stained?

You killed his beloved woman and the child he thought was his soon-to-be-born child, and you still expect him to forgive you? Are you a three-year-old child, or are you just a fool?

only that... only that, only that... only that...

Anyway, didn't grandfather win the inheritance right from his brother in this way? In the centuries-old history of the Principality, this kind of thing happened one after another, and it was common for the nobles. What is this?

I can't lose my title, I can't lose my title, I can't lose, I can't lose...

With his help, Jonker stared at Bai He, who had already started yawning. Bai Long put his head close to Sif's chest, and the corners of his slightly curled mouth seemed to be impatient.

Jonk Varage's breathing became more rapid, and he raised a pair of **** eyes.

At this moment, memories of childhood flashed through my mind like lightning.

He still remembers how he grew up, how that stalwart body accommodated the frail and sickly him to thrive, and even went to great lengths to send him to the wizarding academy of the Northland Alliance with a large amount of bribes, which has always been his own. Cowardice and cowardice let him down.

He covered his head and groaned in pain, two lines of clear tears streaming down his cheeks.

Bai Long turned around and left with a 'tsk'. He didn't bother to say any more, and he guided the father and son to kill each other. He still felt a bit unworthy when he thought about this kind of thing. Bo's heavy-handed court drama of the decadent feudal aristocracy, whether with him or without him, the ending of this drama will not be much better.

But seeing the boy looking like he was about to come to his senses, Bai He also felt that there was no need to talk anymore. He coughed and the elf maid picked him up. The height of the humanoid Bai Long was a little embarrassing, so he just asked the maid to help him make up for it. But he found that it is not impossible to save himself walking. The special mechanism of Transfiguration compresses most of his body weight in the form of magic. At this time, his body is light, and Sif, a princess, holds it up easily. his body. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

Bai He yawned and instructed Sif to avoid the group of **** guys on the ground and go out. At this moment, he heard the sound of water splashing on the ground behind him. He turned around in astonishment and saw Jonker. Varitch fiercely grabbed the butler who had woken up from a coma after being splashed with cold water.

The housekeeper opened his eyes, and he groaned twice due to his weakness and dying fatigue, but before he could fully open his eyes, a crazily distorted face appeared in front of him: "Speak! Speak! Damn it! Yes! Where's that bitch?"

Jonker Varage had a mouthful of blood in his mouth—the corner of his mouth was bitten by himself in anger.

With one hand, he frantically shook Butler Leonard's neck, the other hand slapped the old man's face left and right, a morbid flush appeared on his cheek, and his voice was mixed with a chilling laughter: "Hehehe, I have to kill her today! You don't say it? You don't say it?! You don't even say it! Well, then I'll change my mind, I won't kill her! I'll castrate you, and then kill all your brothers, Wife, children, kill all the old people, children, women of your whole family, I will overcome all difficulties to repay your silence, you say you? No, I will not kill you, hahahahaha! I will leave you alone Living in this world and enjoying the endless bleak loneliness, I swear to His Majesty Shuna! I will do what I say!"

"Crazy... madman!" The old housekeeper squinted his eyes with blood sprayed on his face, groaned and spit out a tone of fear, and spit out two teeth along the way. Bai He, who was not far away, was also stunned.

He doesn't need to hesitate now, this grandson is really crazy.

"I know the way, I can go now." After a while, Jonker took out a teleportation scroll from the old butler.

He took a deep look at the Sumire Garden outside the manor, then turned around and nodded towards Baihe.