Chapter 325

Name：Rebirth: The Strong Pregnant Lady Author：Da Di
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In the air, there was a narrow atmosphere of mountain rain and wind all over the building. Bailu was just like receiving a hot potato.

After a while, the little guy guarded by Bailu's mother, who was in a dilemma, was finally tired of playing. Watching her fall asleep, she looked safe and sweet. She sank quietly for a while. Bailu quietly went out and called Sophie.

"Sophie, answer the phone!" Bailu regretted. She tried hard to prevent some things from happening. I hope it's time!

Unfortunately, Sophie at the other end indulged in the joy of the success of her own plan. She didn't hear the bell at all.

Terrible and powerful demons were released into the real world, but none of them found any clues.

Klaus stood at Bailu's door, not far or near. He could just see the people and things he wanted to see.

Elijah came to Klaus. Obviously, Klaus listened to the conversation between Bailu and Elijah very clearly. He turned his head and looked at the sketch. There was malice in the corners of his mouth. His brother's mood is probably not good at all. He doesn't mind adding fuel to the fire, "Hey, my brother, your Celeste is so beautiful and lovely, She also symbolizes evil - according to our emotionally unstable powerful witch painters. "

Elijah shook his head. He didn't believe that Klaus knew the truth of Celeste's death better than anyone. "Yes, maybe Davina made a mistake. She regarded powerful energy as evil There is no doubt that Celeste was an extremely powerful witch at that time, but she has been dead for more than 200 years. "

Klaus swept Elijah. He didn't seem to deceive himself. What's the matter? Elijah always cares about his family and his love... Sure enough, he didn't forget the damn witch.

Klaus killed Celeste. He was angry at first, but later he couldn't believe it. However, Elijah didn't believe him in this matter. He hated him, Klaus knew.

Elijah rubbed his finger against Celeste's cheek one by one. His tone was still very leisurely, "I don't understand these...?"

Klaus looked at Elijah. Sometimes his brother was too naive and kind. He wouldn't guess the horror of people's hearts at all. He smiled, "Elijah, are you still running away? what you think? Why are there sketches, why do they have to be put in Davina's hand, and why do witches do anything? "