Sean, who has never danced with the opposite sex, except that his hand is tightly grasped by a woman, Sean's footsteps are chaotic, and he either almost trips over himself or steps on the pair of hated sky.

The white bone fingers tapped the rhythmic melody, as if mocking Sean, a native bun from the countryside, but he didn't know Sean's inner tension.

This woman has a strange situation, and the entire team except her is made of white bones. In addition to the bones that struck the keys, the bone attendants and the bone giants knelt in place, bowing their heads as a sign of respect for the woman.

Sean panicked to keep up with the pace, being pulled by the woman, more like pulling Sean in circles. With the huge palace of bones in the background, the ruins and ruins are a qualified spectator, quietly looking at the small open space, the woman with elegant dance steps and the boy chasing after him.

The sweat couldn't stop going underground, and the woman seemed to be immersed in the world of music, not caring about Sean's embarrassment at all.

Wanting to see the woman's expression, he stepped on the woman's feet again, and the hand holding Sean tightened more and more, warning a hairy boy who didn't know the height of the sky and the height of the sky, to pay attention. Sean looked up, but his view was blocked by the peaks, and his awl-like jaw showed a blush between the two peaks.

Sean knew that she was looking at her titular patriarch, Mor Neven.

That Uncle Moore Neven... Although it stopped in time, Sean believed that the relationship between the dark shadow and this woman was not ordinary, at least not as simple as it appeared to be.

The woman's gaze never took off Mornewen, and when a waltz passed, she found that the little hairy head that had only reached the height of her chest was tired and panting.

Poof, the woman smiled and nodded to the bone next to the bone piano.

The woman snapped her fingers and played a soft, gentle melody again.

"I'm sorry." The woman picked up Sean, let Sean lean on her shoulder, and whispered in her ear: "Forget the unhappiness just now, as a gift, I will take you to feel the beauty of dance music." ”

Without waiting for Sean to respond, the woman danced to the music again.

I have to say that under the gentle melody, leaning on the woman's shoulder, Sean felt full of comfort, only one point, Sean was lifted up with his legs in the air, and his whole body was pushed in the air by the woman. Sean had to hug the woman tightly and not be thrown out.

The appearance of clinging tightly made people very shy, and the woman whispered: "What is your relationship with Molnevin?" ”

Relationship? In fact, it doesn't matter, but he treats Sean as a clansman, and Sean hasn't figured out the situation yet.

Sean can only tell what he knows, hiding where he originally settled.

"I'm a member of the Molneven clan." Sean told the truth.

"Really? Is it really a clansman? The woman smiled playfully, "I'd like to hear what you think of your patriarch, okay?" Lovely little clansman. ”

"Hmmm... Hmmm..." The danger is high, and Sean feels that if the answer is not right, there will be a devastating disaster. On that occasion, Sean stole the wallet of a careless passerby, and the boss of that area used that tone to take Sean's loot.

"That... The one who evaluates the patriarch behind his back, don't you, okay? Ahh I said I said. ”

What's going on with this woman, it's so scary, with a smile on her face, and a crazy feeling in her bones. Sister Angelina, Uncle Sean will never say that you are the devil anymore, compared to this woman, you are simply a miscellaneous soldier in hell.

Slow melody, so much so that the dance music is even longer.

Sean focuses on the following aspects of objective evaluation of Moore Nevin:

Erudite and hands-on, three different pharmacists, different personalities, two teachers who are good at making healing potions and good at making corrosive potions, and a highly gifted student - Orfik, the combined knowledge of these three people, if not the top wisdom, can at least reach a high level. The first time they were able to make a healing potion into a powerful explosive, I had to admire their hands-on ability.

Profound skills, literary brilliance, love poetry, showing the bold and uninhibited side of Moore Nevin, straightforward poetry, but also showing that straightforward, fiery feelings, unable to publish the patriarch's poetry collection, Sean is very sad.

Enthusiastic, cheerful, and rich in a sense of justice, Moore Nevin is motivated to solve the difficult things that plague everyone, even if it is a delicate and frail witch, Sean believes that under the patriarch's sense of justice, Moore Nevin will not hesitate to swing his blade for everyone, he is the perfect justice partner.

Hearing this, the woman nodded in satisfaction and motioned for Sean to continue, as if any praise for Moore Neven was on her heart.

"That..." What else, gentleness? Yes, very gentle on the people.

"And gentleness, the patriarch is very good to the clan, always looking forward to the expansion of the clan, I think he is a very perfect leader."

Sean said proudly, he won't ask any more questions now, this is what Uncle Sean racked his brains to come up with.

"Well, yes, what else?"

The woman is still not satisfied, and her appetite is really big.

"And... Let me think about it. ”

"Are you alright?"

"Right now... You know, I can't put a little bit of fake stuff in there. ”

"Yes. Three··· Two··· One, let's talk about it. ”

"Uh..." What to say, forget it, give it a fight, Sean said: "I really can't remember the good aspects, but the patriarch can be very irritable sometimes. ”

"Grumpy?" The woman's expression changed, no longer the smiling face, "Make it clear, don't miss a point." ”

"Yes... I mean, no problem. "Do you want to beautify that horrible image? Sean hesitated: "It's just that sometimes it's like a different person, it's terrifying, and it will attack me and eat me alive." ”

"Did he say anything about that?"

The woman waved her hand, and the music stopped, except for the sound of breathing, only waiting for Sean's answer.

"Arthurst, he said his name was Arthurst, and I don't know why the patriarch said that name."

"Arthurst · I know. ”

The woman frowned and put Sean down. Sean, who maintained an uncomfortable posture in mid-air, was finally able to relax and stand on Mother Earth.

It felt so good to be down-to-earth, and before Sean could relax, the woman sternly instructed, "Your name, the people of Morneven?" ”

"Sean, Sean Ferry, I'll be called Sean."

"Okay, Sean, take my word to heart."

"You say, I'll keep it in my heart."

"Guard your patriarch and tell him that I will come back to visit him in a few days."

With that, the woman turned around and stepped up the steps of the palace.

"I will, I will protect the patriarch to the death." Xiao Honest Langjun En patted his chest and said loudly.

"By the way, there's one more thing." The woman remembered something and returned to Sean.

Sean hurriedly asked, "What else do you have to say?" ”

The corners of the mouth are curled and the eyebrows are curved, but it looks good.

"I'm going to give you a little gift."

"Huh?" Before Sean could react, a scarlet dagger was inserted into Sean's waist.

With a kidney blow, the woman pulled out a bloody dagger and set out on her way home.

Leave Sean in place, covering the bleeding wounds.

At this moment, Sean once again experienced the inhuman grief.

Gritting his teeth, he said to his waist: "Be strong, my kidneys!" ”

At this time, Sean's greatest wish is to have one, no, two steely kidneys! When the enemy can't stab one kidney, show the other side, please let you stab it.