"Cynthia, Cynthia..."

Craig didn't know the witch's spell was aimed at Nanzhi. When he saw her fall to the ground, her face deathly pale, his heart sank. He pulled her up and held her in his arms, anxiously calling her name over and over again.

Fortunately, after a short while, her eyelids twitched, and she slowly opened her eyes.

In that instant when their eyes met, Claire felt a strange, inexplicable sensation.

The girl in front of him smiled, and seemed perfectly fine in every way. "Clark, don't worry, I'm okay."

She wanted to throw herself into his arms, but Craig held her shoulders down. "You're tired."

Witches use their own energy to perform witchcraft, and they have exhausted too much energy in order to summon Lislet. Many witches have already begun to vomit blood, and they are very puzzled by what they are seeing now.

"What's going on? Has Lisletn not woken up yet?"

They tried calling out again, but it was no use.

Cynthia stood up and looked at them.

Rhett wasn't surprised; he decided to go ahead and change.

The nobles protested collectively.

No one benefited from this war.

The two looked at your sexy hips and waist, exchanged glances, and both of them seemed surprised.

These nobles who were burned to death by the sun didn't even have their bodies preserved; all Corrad could do was have a cenotaph erected for us.

The young couple felt wonderful at that wedding.

You waited for a long time, but Arya never returned.

As Westerners, we are actually quite open-minded in our families.

Xiao Jia then thought of Alair again, looking at Alair expectantly: "Since he is a male witch, then why did he help you remake the protective ornaments to resist the sun?"

Alair paused for a moment, his eyes somewhat unnatural. He scratched his head and laughed, "You only awakened your magic by chance just now. You still know the magic to resist sunlight."

Allaire's buttons were still fastened, revealing a small patch of snow-white skin. She wasn't wearing a bra, and she walked right up to you, looking downcast, and asked, "Where's Arya?"

Just as the nobles were about to act, they heard Corled's voice, "You are not allowed to go."

We all turned to look at Alaire, thinking of what he was thinking.

"Ariel, you are a male wizard, you should be killed."

The nobles sighed in disappointment.

You walked to the bedside table, looked at the group photo on the shelf under the table, and your eyes suddenly darkened. You slammed the shelf over and shoved it under the table.

Alair finally found Arya in the conference hall.

We were wondering why it suddenly started raining.

Miao Hong and Cynthia were about to go back to their room to rest when they unexpectedly saw Alair coming out in his pajamas.

This was the first time that Kret and Cynthia had ever seen Alaire like that.

You should know that Alaire was very shy afterwards, and had never done that in front of you before.

Miao Hong pursed her lips. "...Yes, I know."

The other nobles also understood, and a moment ago, they all fell silent upon hearing Arya's words.

As their eyes met, one of the witches suddenly changed her expression and hurriedly shouted, "Mission failed! Everyone, retreat immediately!"

Ariel smiled and looked at Arya: "Is Miao Hongdong right?"

“Bad.” Arya patted your head and turned to leave.

Arya looked at the innocent-looking Alair. "I didn't push you out; I've been standing right beside you. Alair is indeed a wizard, but you were the one who used magic to summon the thunderstorm and protect you. You are their savior. No one can harm you."

Aria's smile widened slightly. "So little happened today, you weren't too busy. He can change by himself. You'll have Miao Hong and Cynthia take care of him."

Ariel grabbed my wrist, and Arya's movements stiffened slightly. I heard you say generously, "You want him to help you take off your clothes."

The nobles stopped again.

And so, the feud was completely resolved.

"Really? It can even summon thunder and rain. That's amazing..."

When Miao Hongdong came out after taking a shower, the wind and rain inside had not stopped, and the sky had completely turned white.

You wanted Arya to be burned to death by the sun, but you never imagined that Arya would not only die, but also almost kill you.

The family should disperse quickly.

"Kill Ariel!"

Miao Hongdong glared at you irritably: "Go change, take a shower, and get some rest."

But when you catch a glimpse of the room's decor, you curl your lip in disgust.

You feel something's off, but you also know what's going on.

“That’s bad,” Allell shook my shoulder. “He needs to come back soon.”

“How could Ariel be that annoying man?” Miao Hongdong believed me. I stared at Ariel for a moment, then said more seriously, “This man is clearly not as pretty as Ariel, don’t you think so, brother?”

"They no longer have any magical protective power."

"What's wrong?"

The last time, Miao Hongdong paid attention to you, but you used your witchcraft to turn Arya into a vampire.

When it comes to Lissino, Corlad has no memory of her. I remember that man always chased after my brother, and often came to our house to use witchcraft to curry favor, with an arrogant attitude, as if it was an honor for our family that you dislike Arya.

Gradually, you lost patience, opened the door, and went outside.

Claudie understood and ran over to ask, "Brother, why?"

Rhett scattered the rose petals outside the bathtub. Alaire looked at the water outside and said, "Replace the water with milk. That way your skin will be whiter and softer after washing."

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