Chapter 667

"Commander, this is a report just from the city of chaos."

In a camp in a valley, a man in black walked quickly into the middle tent and handed a long sealed bamboo tube to Hughes.

Hughes untied the seal on the bamboo tube, took out the letter and read it. His brow gradually wrinkled.

Several people in black in the tent suddenly got nervous, and their eyes fell on Hughes.

"Pack up and leave overnight for the city of chaos." A black flame was burning, and the letter paper and bamboo tube were reduced to ashes in Hughes' hands. He said with a gloomy face.

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"What have cheetahs found recently?" In a barracks tent on the border of Los Empire, Sean looks at the topographic map on the wall and says.

"Your Highness, I received some news, but it turned out to be false in the end, and I still didn't find Alex." Quinn said in a low voice: "however, Bill Terry, who is following Louis, has not sent back this month's report. I have sent someone to confirm it. I don't know why for the moment."

"Louis XVI?" Sean frowned and remembered the knights who used to fight with Alex. They were very loyal to Alex.

"It's unlikely that this man will save Alex, but if Bill Terry disappears somehow, I still have to check it out. There are not many such cases in these years." Sean looked back at Quinn and said.

"Yes." Quinn nodded.

"What's the news from Joe?" Sean asked curiously again.

"According to the inside report of mixing into Asura, they should have not found Alex, and Asura should have taken people to the city of chaos now. The news came back ten days ago." Quinn replied.

"It's interesting. In those days, the whole continent knew where he was, but now the whole continent doesn't know where he is. Alex's ability can't be underestimated at all." Sean grinned coldly.

Quinn's head went deeper and didn't answer.

"Fifteen days later, I will go back to Luodu to celebrate your Majesty's birthday. Have you found all those things?" Sean grinned and looked at Quinn.

"All of them have been prepared, and people have been watching the pharmacists begin to refine the longevity pill." Quinn replied, hesitating for a moment, and still said, "Your Highness, I don't understand one thing."

"He said Sean said quietly.

"Now your Highness has no comparable influence in the military. All the seven northern army groups are divisions of hundred battles. Now they all obey your Highness's command. If your highness abdicates, even if he passes the throne of king to the second prince, the northern army besieges lodu, and the magicians in the mage tower can't resist. Then your highness will be the king, Why is it necessary to refine the longevity pill for the king now? And, even now... "Quinn looked at Sean in bewilderment.

"Presumptuous! Can you talk about it? " Sean's face turned cold and he said in a deep voice.

"Your Highness, forgive me!" Quinn fell on his knees and did not dare to look up.

"Remember, as long as the king is in power for one day, the Los empire is king's. no one can take it away from him. Those who have tried before are dead." Sean looked at Quine and said with a sarcastic smile, "and as long as the king is still there, he still has the greatest influence in the military. Even the seven northern army groups, at least three of them will change hands. Do you think this is a battle with a chance of winning?"

Quinn's head was lower and deeper, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Go down, let me know the news about Alex as soon as possible." Sean waved his hand.

"Yes." Quinn got up and quickly disappeared into the hall.

"When are you going to die, old man? Everyone is waiting. " Sean stood in front of the map of the Los Empire and whispered to himself. His fingers moved slowly from the north to lodu. Finally, he focused on the word lodu.

"Qiao Xiu and the old fellows of the mage tower are also waiting, but Krasu left the mage tower, and the pressure was reduced by half. If you can let him stand on my side... Maybe you should send someone to the city of chaos."

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Beef is rich in iron. The medium rare steak has preserved these trace elements very well. So after eating a steak, Barbara's face has completely returned to normal, and there is a faint blush hanging on her face. She looks very energetic.

"It's finished so soon!" Barbara looked at the empty plate in front of her, and she had a feeling that she didn't have enough.

The aversion to the half cooked beef has been completely eliminated at this moment, and even has a good resistance to the smell of blood. I feel that even if I see the blood again next time, I won't feel dizzy.

"Are you full?" McGonagall just put down his knife and fork, looked at Barbara and asked.

"I'm full." Barbara nodded, a whole steak brings incomparable satisfaction, but also provides a huge amount of energy, looked at MEG, hesitated, "delicious."

"Then go and have a rest, have a good sleep, and go to work on time tomorrow." Meg said with a smile, it is rare to get the praise from her royal highness.

"Good." Barbara got up and went straight upstairs.

"Ugly duckling, wake up! Wake up Amy squatted on the ground and patted the duckling's fat face, but the duckling still didn't respond, just like a drunken cat.

"He may be drunk. Let him wake up tomorrow." MEG put the dishes away, took them to the kitchen, washed them in the dishwasher, and came out to watch Amy, who was still trying to wake the ugly duckling.

"Well, I'll take it to bed." Amy said helplessly. Then she grabbed the ugly duckling's tail and went upstairs.

McGonagall looked at the ugly duckling, who was dragged upstairs on the carpet steps, and shook his head with a smile. Sure enough, whether it's a man or a cat, drinking wine or not, or the end of being picked up will be very bad.

After the bath, put the ugly duckling, who was disgusted by Amy's taste of wine, on the chair. MEG coaxed Amy to sleep. Then he himself lay down on the bed, directly opened the ice cream cake experience pack, and went into the chef's auditorium.

Ice cream cake can become an expanded product of ice cream. There is still the concept of birthday in the world. Only by making them form the habit of eating birthday cake, it will be a good market.

As for the marketing method of developing this market, MEG thinks that there should be no more powerful event marketing than offering a big cake on the birthday of the king of the Los empire.

McGonagall felt more and more like a businessman in his way of thinking.

Shortly after Amy and MEG go to bed, the ugly duckling lying on her back suddenly appears orange light.

The body is like a balloon that has been blown fat. It grows bigger and rounder. With a rush, a pair of white wings come out from the back. With a gentle fan, the big orange, which is as round as a ball, slowly floats up and makes a circle around the room.

The ugly duckling, who still had his eyes closed, suddenly sneezed, just like a balloon was punctured by a needle. He lost his breath and flew around the room. Finally, he plunged into the bed.

"Meow?"

The ugly duckling opened her eyes, saw Amy's face, closed her eyes and found a comfortable position to sleep.