Chapter 2482： Witch of the Duke of Rose (24)

Chapter 2482 The Witch of the Duke of Rose (24)

After all, Xia began to move.

She is now a witch, but there is no such thing as a witch.

She couldn't give him any witch ban, so he couldn't run away.

As for the twenty good feelings, if this man was a special unruly character before his death.

Even if you lose your memory, you will not be willing to stay.

He is going to run, she has no ability to drag him.

Who gave her the ability to slag?

Bai Weiwei sighed: "I knew early, I don't want any first beauty, come to a bright immune system."

At least it is one of the magical talents.

System: I just regret it now...

But the host regrets, the system can only share her melancholy.

"In fact, it can be recycled. The first beauty is changed to light and immune, I will change it for you now."

Some things in the supermarket can be returned.

Bai Weiwei immediately smiled. "It doesn't have to be so troublesome. How do you mean it."

The kindness of the angel's system reveals a sly smile. "No trouble, for you, what troubles are enjoyment, I will change it for you."

Bai Weiwei: "...change it."

system:"……"

Mom, the egg host, eat his feelings?

She threatened him again. He was obedient.

And Xia has been slow to pass through some key places.

I didn’t read the books and notes.

In the beginning, he did not find anything harmful in the house.

Some witches are very basic instruments, but they are very cheap.

The little witch should be something that inherited the relative witch, but the important, expensive things were taken away by the previous witch.

She will have the same basic things as garbage.

And can be seen, she is not a qualified witch.

It's a clumsy little girl who is not even a witch.

Because she doesn't even use these basic things, even simple to incredible beauty water.

Can fail eight or nine times ten times.

Anyone who has a little bit of talent can beat her.

Xia was standing at the table, leaning against the dilapidated mahogany table, and the purple eyes stared at the things on the table.

It is an old pocket watch.

The empire has a mechanic, although it is not very concerned.

But the aristocratic things that are done, such as clocks, or mechanical bird cages, are very popular with the nobility.

This is a man's pocket watch.

Xia's cold white face is more noble and refined because of silence.

He stood for a while before reaching out to his fingertips, casually picking up the chain that began to fade, and lifted the watch.

Then his fingertips moved gently and the pocket watch opened.

The watch has lost momentum.

And Xia's eyes, but fixed above the case of the pocket watch, is an image.

The little image, the smile of the girl is amazing.

Yes... little witch.

Xia's eyes condensed, and the icy scorpion began to emerge.

This stuff is not like the relatives of the little witch.

Because the breath above is the remnant of the magic of light.

And on the inside of the embrace, a beautiful letter "S" is engraved.

Is the owner's initials?

His initials are also S.

But he knows that this thing is not his.

Xia Yafang threw the pocket watch back on the table with no expression, and then continued to rummage.

Then, like a chain reaction, he found traces of more and more men.

And still the same man.

Some bright magic books that should not appear in the witch house.

It is well preserved and there is often a male handwriting annotation.

Not his handwriting.

But it can be seen that it is a noble grammar of the nobility.

This man is still a nobleman.

Learning the magic of light, is the nobility, the initials of the name.

He is in line with it, but unfortunately the writing is not his.

Xia's finger, when turning over a note.

The finger is slightly.

A strange male handwriting appeared.

"Wei Wei, my love, I am willing to give everything to be with you."

The last one is better, good night.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, screaming, the last chapter is just a sentence she admits the wrong person, she was guessed by my little cute.

This plane is the legend, the wrong person is the body.

The spur tasks were set and the results were spoiled in advance.

I am calm and calm, and then continue to write along this hole, even if I have been guessed, I have to write down.

kisses.

(End of this chapter)