Text Text_Chapter 719 Choice!

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

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A few bulky, ancient, elegant bells, ringing in a castle!

It is a castle built in the middle of a lake, surrounded by water on all sides, with only one side of the road, and is connected to the land.

This is the most impressive castle in Britain - Leeds Castle.

Leeds Castle has been the main venue for many kings for hundreds of years, and was once an important royal base and military centre.

Confusingly, Leeds Castle is not located in Leeds, but in Maidstone, Kent, and the mystery stems from 1119 A.D., when William the Conqueror took the lieutenant's proposal.

Since then, the castle has been the royal palace of Edward I, home to several British queens in the early Middle Ages, and a favorite refuge of Henry VIII.

Eugenie loved the location and elegance of Leeds Castle.

Queen Elizabeth loved the little princess so much that she allowed Eugenie to stay, play, play, and even live here.

However, the number of times Princess Eugenie visits here each year is quite limited. She is a princess who is very simple, even when she was a student at Newcastle University, as a member of the British royal family, Eugenie abandoned the privileged royal residence and chose to live in a student accommodation of 96 pounds a week.

Like her classmates, Eugenie's "new home" is a bedroom with a bathroom. The bedroom has a single bed, wardrobe, desk and chest of drawers, and she will share the living room and kitchen with five other students.

Therefore, Eugenie was even nicknamed the most intimate princess in Britain for hundreds of years.

However, unlike other students, Eugenie is escorted by royal security wherever she goes.

It has been a week since Eugenie's wedding, however, what makes people wonder and even puzzle is that the entire outside world has maintained a very low-key approach to this matter.

There are no relevant reports, no relevant discussions, no relevant graphic information.

The only thing the public knew was the sound of a popping sound that resounded through St. Paul's Church in the middle of the wedding.

The British royal family's explanation is that on the wedding day, St. Paul's Church was attacked by terrorists, and the groom, Perus, was killed on the spot when he abandoned his bride Eugenie and fled alone in the face of the terrorist attack......

The British royal guard, desperately trying to savior the Savior, finally killed all the terrorists with great sacrifice and heroic fighting spirit.

This marriage was declared null and void on the spot!

That's all the people know. As for the Chinese man storming St. Paul's Cathedral against the Rothschilds, the duel against the British royal guard, and the massacre of Gandalf the cultivator, no one knows about it at all.

Even the more than 2,000 relatives of the British Emperor who were present remained silent about this, as if the incident that day had never happened at all.

Can they not be silent?

After the situation calmed down, Queen Elizabeth announced on the spot that anyone who dared to spit out a single word about the affairs of St. Paul's Church would remove him and the entire family from this world.

This is a warning from Queen Elizabeth, solemn and heavy.

Even if he doesn't regard his personal life and death as one thing, he has to regard the life and death of the entire family as one thing, right? After the implementation of the constitutional monarchy in Britain, although the royal privileges have been greatly weakened, it is still easy for the king, who is the nominal supreme ruler of Britain, to easily erase a person or a family.

As for the ancient, mysterious, and terrifying Rothschild family, after the wedding, they unprecedentedly supported the authority of the royal family, supported Queen Elizabeth's decision, and removed Perus, who "died" in the riots.

It's just that what the outside world doesn't know is that this huge family, on the wedding day, has bowed down to a Chinese man.

This is the end of the matter.

It's just that I pity Peruth, who is lying in the hospital and is healing, although he is still alive, he is already a waste, and, from now on, he must change his face, use another identity, a face, and bear the infinite humiliation and infamy of the world against Perus, and live.

In order to preserve the Rothschilds, Perus had no choice, Solomon had no choice, and the Rothschilds also had no choice.

And the person who created such a big turmoil, caused such a big wave, and brewed such a big bloody storm, but kept the entire British emperor's relatives silent, and made the whole world know nothing, turned out to be a Chinese man.

If this matter spreads, I don't know if the whole world will fall into complete madness!

The sky is blue, the sun is rising in the east, and the breeze is blowing.

The rising sun casts its light on the surface of the lake, and the breeze rises and the waves jump, stirring up the lake full of gold. The morning sun shoots its light towards the castle, and the mist is like a veil, and the posture is clear, just like a fairyland on earth.

In a classical, spacious, and luxurious room in the castle, on the large bed, lay the figure of an oriental man, who seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

By the bedside, there was a blonde and blue-eyed, charming and sexy, delicate and delicate exotic woman, she had pure British royal blood, a noble identity, and a noble body, she was looking at this oriental man with a look of admiration at the moment.

Under the call of a few bells, the man who had been sleeping seemed to have a little sense, and his hand, which had been cold outside the quilt, moved slightly, opened his eyes tiredly, and swept around with a lazy gaze.

In the room, because the curtains were drawn, and the curtains were too conscientious, blocking the infinite light outside the window one by one, so the whole room seemed dim and hazy.

"Awake?" asked a seductive voice with a pure London accent, as if sensing the movement of the man on the bed.

"Yes. The man let out a "grace", slowly got up, hugged the figure beside the bed, and struggled to press it on the bed.

Kiss.

Petting.

Appease.

He seemed to want to give everything he had to this woman in an instant.

Through this parting of life and death, Duan Lang deeply realized that it was impossible for him to forget Eugenie at all, and it was impossible for Eugenie to forget himself.

He once tried to ignore this woman because of the debt in his heart, and even ridiculously tried to make Eugenie forget about himself with marriage. Who would have thought that Eugenie would make such a shocking move on her wedding day?

If he didn't rush to St. Paul's Cathedral in the first place to witness the whole shocking process, he would not be able to understand Eugenie's heart, Eugenie's madness.

There are some things, since dodging is ineffective, it is better to face them calmly.

It's just that what Duan Lang didn't expect was that the Rothschild family actually produced a cultivator. Building the foundation of the sixfold, although it was nothing to him in the past, however, on that day, it did scare Duan Lang not badly.

He, a master who had cultivated to the pinnacle of the Jindan period, lost his cultivation overnight because of the virus in his body, but he himself didn't know why the energy in his body was inexplicably activated when facing the powerful Gandalf.

Forgive this, and kill Gandalf, too, at a heavy price.

With a punch, Duan Lang only felt that he was covered in meridians and internal organs, as if they were shattered!

Pain-stricken, pain-drenching, however, he had to grit his teeth and persevere, because at that time, he had to face the entire British aristocracy as a strong man!

When he woke up just now, he tried to activate the energy in his body, but that power disappeared out of thin air again.

Could it be that everything is just a dream?

But why are the scenes in St. Paul's Church, the castle at this time, and the woman in her arms all real existence?

No matter!

The boat is naturally straight to the bridge, and there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain.

Take a step, count it as a step.

Duan Lang thought very open-mindedly in his heart.

It's just that when his hand touched somewhere on the woman's body, he suddenly felt that something was wrong......