Chapter 261： Treasure room (modified)

Chapter 259 Treasure Room (Modified)

When Daisy got out of the tunnel, her movements suddenly came to a halt. When she saw it, Allen crossed Daisy's body, guarding her behind him, and took the lead in getting out of the tunnel—it turned out to be Clark. Floating in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Seeing Alan's figure appearing in front of the dark door, her eyes lit up and flew over.

"He is dead?" Clark asked expectantly.

Allen nodded, "Flying to annihilation."

Clark flew suddenly, spinning around in the air quickly, then snapped and disappeared.

Daisy came out from behind Alan, "Where did she go?"

"Maybe it's too excited, maybe it's too sad. Anyway, she really needs to find a place to vent her emotions, let's not disturb her." Alan thought about the memories Clark had passed to him before, with a pity.

Daisy no longer entangled, and decided to say goodbye to Allen.

For a girl who looks at her face as life, there is nothing more important than confirming that her face is safe and sound.

And Allen couldn't help but take out the Duke of Dark Night's personal book, while studying, sitting patiently in front of the bay window and waiting patiently-he believed Clark would definitely come back to find him.

Sure enough, Clark appeared in front of him when he had roughly read through the book in half.

Her expression was calm and waveless, and she could not see the emotion at all, "Thank you for helping me to kill the Duke of the Dark Night. I have seen it in the dark room. There is indeed no breath or trace of him. I will also honor my promise and will The collection left by my father is yours. "She gave Alan a quick glance, and a complex emotion quickly appeared in her eyes.

Before Allen had time to explore, she had floated ahead and led the way for Allen.

In the long and narrow corridor on the second floor, Clark moved quickly until she stood in front of a wooden door at the end of the corridor. The wooden door was facing a portrait. Allen looked at the portrait-this should be Portrait of the Clark family.

The picture shows a family of three, on the left is Clark's father, handsome and handsome, Yu Xuan'ang, dressed in a robe, meticulous, on the right is Clark's mother, although he is wide and fat but has a good eye-and the two are dressed in red Skirt, Clark with a big smile.

Although the times have changed, the harmony and warmth of the family of three are still conveyed through the portrait. Clark turned his head to look at Allen and drilled in directly from the portrait.

Allen reached out and grasped the round brass door handle, twisting gently, and the door opened.

This is a graceful and luxurious room. Its layout retains the original status of the owner. A furry carpet is laid in the center. On the left side of the house is a tall four-foot bed with four pillars on the bed. The ceiling, the tent fell, and the contents of the bed were kept airtight. A writing desk was placed on the right side of the house, and a large floor-to-ceiling window faced the door. Behind the floor-to-ceiling window was a large outdoor terrace.

"Here," Clark said.

Alan looked around. Obviously, there was no trace of a secret room here. It was like a normal living room. He looked at Clark. Obviously, Clark did not mean to guide him.

This may be a test for Clark, and Allen guessed that he had not let go of the slightest doubts, examining this living room-the most striking, of course, was the bed that was covered by the fallen curtains. .

"Can I lift it to see?" Allen pointed to the corner bed.

Clark nodded, a cunning look in his eyes, and Allen who didn't miss it couldn't help but raise his vigilance.

He clenched his wand steadily and stepped forward, pulling the tent sideways-the bed with lace and three rows of dolls and puppets neatly arranged.

Allen glanced at the bed, and suddenly found that the puppets all faced him and stared at Allen's every move as if they had souls.

Alan ’s heart, slightly frightened by the doll, beat a few times violently, but gradually returned to normal frequency after taking a deep breath

It was a naughty little girl, no wonder Clark would show such a sly look before, but otherwise, Allen found no abnormality, he put down the curtain.

Subsequently, his eyes fell on the terrace behind the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Huh?" Allen walked around the corner bed.

Walking out of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, Allen entered the semi-circular terrace, which was carved out of excellent marble, and the white jade railings formed a large guardrail. It is completely suitable for an adult wizard to stand on it-and there are some signs of wear on the parapet guardrail, and it seems that someone has indeed stood on it.

Why stand on the guardrail?

Allen walked to the edge of the terrace and looked out. The height from here is exaggerated. This terrace is very high from the ground, much higher than the second floor of the ordinary building. If you accidentally fall, you may break your leg.

Clark also floated to the parapet's guardrail, staring at Alan condescendingly.

"The treasure room is here." Allen said affirmatively, secretly, watching Clark's expression.

"Yes, you are such a keen wizard." Clark praised.

After she finished, she turned and jumped out.

Allen rushed over and found her figure suddenly disappeared in midair: "Could this be the way to enter the Chamber of Secrets?"

Allen jumped up the fence decisively and jumped out. He was on the second floor anyway. Even if he fell down, he could take timely measures to land safely even if he was ready to exercise all year round.

In the middle of the air, Allen found that he seemed to pass through an invisible door ~ www.novelhall.com ~ and jumped to an invisible platform. He felt the material of the platform under his feet was very hard, but looking around, he found himself standing Half a week, like a bird, you can see the surroundings.

At the same time, he also noticed that several huge boxes that did not exist in the air appeared in front of Allen.

Clark stood between these boxes. "This invisible chamber floating in the air was built by my father. He even used some means to make it refract light in rainy days, so it is not easy to be found." Clark said proudly.

"It's amazing! These designs are really imaginative." Allen praised the other person's brain hole from the heart-set the secret room for storing his belongings outside the building, and then use constant magic to create such an invisible wizard's secret room. , Really a genius design.

At this moment, two lines of blood-red Runi appeared in the air out of thin air: anyone who pretended to be my treasure would succumb to Clark's hand, and his hand was dancing quickly, and there were words in his mouth.

"Now, these treasures are yours." Clark pointed to the big boxes and said to Allen.

(End of this chapter)