MTL - You Call This the Black Man Behind the Scenes?-Chapter 296 seeds of the world

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The decoration in the living room is very classical. An oval mirror with a silver frame hangs next to a pastoral oil painting, and a pot of beautiful carnations is placed on the cabinet below.

Looking at the stern blonde lady in the smooth mirror, Meren was a little surprised.

It is not surprising that the other party knew about the existence of the ball. Although there was no one else around when it was exposed, this situation could be concealed from others, not necessarily a Holy Spirit.

And she can see that the troubles on her body have been resolved, and it is also normal. After all, there is a clear difference between absorbing mysterious substances and not absorbing mysterious substances.

However, how is this person convinced that the future troubles are solved because of the ball?

Inwardly doubtful, on the surface, Meren nodded calmly.

"That's right."

In any case, the other party has already seen it, and now there is obviously no need to hide it.

However, seeing him like this, the Holy Spirit hesitated for a moment, but then spoke up.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's a seed."

"seed?"

"The seed of the world."

She said in a low voice: "The kingdom of heaven and **** originally grew from these kinds of seeds."

Heaven and Hell?

This remark surprised Merlen for a while.

The space inside the sphere can indeed continue to increase with cultivation, which he had discovered during cultivation before.

But to say that he can grow into a "world", he never thought about it.

Since he named this thing Domain, he knew that he didn't expect anything from it.

Because this "field" is too simple, and there is nothing powerful in it.

How could it possibly have the potential to grow into a world?

At most a "copy".

"However, normally, with your current conditions, it is impossible to brew the seed of the world."

The Holy Spirit in the mirror also raised this question, his eyes fixed on Mellen, as if he wanted to see something from his appearance.

"How on earth did you do it?"

"I'm not sure, but are you mistaken?"

Mellon asked back.

"Won't admit wrong."

The other party shook his head, "I've seen this before, and although Alfred's tidal fog is not a magic tide, it is not much different from a magic tide. If it is just a pure space, it is impossible to accommodate or even absorb them."

"Alfred?"

"It's the guy you trapped in."

Having said this, she paused, "He used to be a demon king who fell from the throne after the demon tide receded. Although there is no single strength, he still has control over the abyss, so he can barely use the tide. Mist."

Listening to this alone, it is obviously impossible for Melen to figure out what is going on.

However, as the words continued, Mrs. Chelsea, who was sitting beside him, handed him a piece of paper full of words, with some explanations on it.

Including the situation before and after the summoning of the mysterious knight last night, including the identity of the mysterious knight who may be the Lord of Dawn.

Merron was stunned.

In fact, although the Holy Spirit went to him last night, he did not say why he suddenly went to him.

Apart from exchanging a secret, the two sides did not talk about other topics.

Now that he saw this piece of paper, he suddenly understood.

It's just that, unlike Mrs., when he saw that the Holy Spirit could follow a certain connection to probe the summoned target, Meren's mind was moved, and he suspected that his mysterious knight's vest had been exposed.

Even the strange question last night may be the other party's intentional test.

"But I am obviously not the so-called Lord of Dawn, and this guy can't believe that I am the Lord of Dawn."

Looking up at the blond lady who was quietly observing her in the mirror, Meren said, "The seed of the world, let's not mention it for now, about this Demon King, do you think I should let him go?"

With that said, you almost didn't ask if the Demon King was your ally.

Mrs. Chelsea suspected that Alfred was brought in by the Holy Spirit, and of course Mellen had the same suspicion.

Otherwise, how could the timing be so coincidental?

"You'd better keep him."

The Holy Spirit's statement was somewhat unexpected, "About the seed of the world in you, you must not reveal the slightest, otherwise you will be in trouble."

"Can this thing be robbed?"

Hearing the words, Melon raised his eyebrows at the freely retractable domain.

"I don't know, but being coveted is certain."

She replied in a serious tone: "There are very few people who know this kind of treasure, but everyone is not easy to provoke."

"Is that so..."

Meren nodded thoughtfully.

Because it was easy to get, he didn't think this field was so precious before, and now seeing the other party being so cautious, of course he wouldn't take it seriously.

Just, when did the relationship between the two parties reach this level?

Mellen is strange about this.

When he saw it, it was unexpected that the Holy Spirit didn't bother him, yet he was kind enough to remind him now?

Others will coveted, can't she?

Or, say this, just let yourself relax your vigilance against her, in order to make a funeral?

But if this is the case, there is no need for her to remind herself of the preciousness of this field.

And last night, she also told such a secret...

Looking sideways at Mrs. Chelsea, who was always listening silently, he found that Mrs.'s expression was also very serious at this time.

Those deep blue eyes were also looking at Merron, which was full of worry.

Feeling the carefree thoughts, Melon couldn't help but leaned in and kissed the lady's graceful lips.

A familiar and seductive aura rushed toward her face, and after Mrs. UU reading www.uukanshu.com trembled, she did not resist.

It was only when she found that someone wanted to squeeze her teeth further, but suddenly raised her arm and pressed his head into her arms to prevent him from continuing to mess up.

"Speaking of business, what are you doing? It's too outrageous!"

She seemed a little unhappy.

"You have to help me, teacher."

Merron ignored whether the other party was really unhappy, but pretended to be afraid and said: "Even she can't be provoked, how strong is that?"

"Before the magic tide restarts, there is a limit to how strong it is."

Madam replied, but then she couldn't help but glared at Merron.

Because while talking, this guy actually stayed in his arms and didn't leave, and he played with her fingers honestly.

I don't know if it's an indifferent attitude before the Holy Spirit, or if it doesn't take it seriously at all.

Or is it just… just wiping oil?

The movements between the two were blatant, completely forgetting that there was a third party here.

Watching all this, the face of "Mrs." in the mirror was obviously darkened.

Although she did have the intention to match these two guys, the match was not such a law.

We were talking about business here, but inexplicably over there, I started to kiss me and I got up?

This is not taking yourself seriously at all!

"Normally speaking, you really don't need to be too vigilant before the magic tide, especially with the identity of the heir of Fort St. Grant for protection."

Seeing the black-haired boy rubbing around in her teacher's arms, obviously he didn't mean to say anything, so she gritted her teeth and said, "But have you forgotten the Fountain of Heaven?"

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