The autumn wind tickled his cheeks. He walked under the shadow of a building on one side. "When you control your body, you must also remember to avoid the sun. Being hit by the sun will make me weak very quickly."

Soros told another soul in his body, "Just like love, it dies as soon as it sees the sun. Usually, people have strong lust at night, and love follows."

Judging from the perspective of the sun, it should be past noon, and the sun is not as strong as in summer. Are the undead afraid of the sun? Pique thought of Kochi, who became extremely weak in the end, and thought about it. When it gets dark, Soros

He will also become weak.

I don’t know what it will be like to see Zhu Tian when he returns to the Tower of the Dead again. I just hope that Zhu Tian will stop absorbing a little bit of the breath of the dead, and then Thoros won’t have to be torn apart by the violent Zhu Tian like Crunch.

Maybe the undead would not die. Pique thought about the sound that sounded from the first stone door of the Tower of the Undead and the missing rib.

He walked under the shadows and followed the carriage slowly. Suddenly, Soros turned into a tailor shop.

In the tailor shop, he took a tour and chose a black silk vest, paired with a dark brown leather retro robe, and the trousers were a bit like the breeches worn by knights. Finally, he quickly selected a pair of deer

Soft leather boots.

By the time he came out of the tailor shop, he was already brand new. The process was very fast, and Pique even saw that the carriage in front of him had not disappeared from sight. "Why are you dressed so strangely?" Pique wondered.

: "You would only dress like this when attending a party."

"Is it strange?" Soros wiped the stones in his hands with a light green silk scarf bought from a tailor shop, and then stuffed the scarf into his chest bag. "Believe me, dressing like this must be very useful.

"

"If you want to follow Hesjia all the time, then I will take over the body. I can't watch you molesting Hessjia." Pique was a little confused as to why Thoros followed Hessjia. Before, he

He had sent Heskar from Johnson City to the town of Peace, so he recognized that the white horse pulling the carriage was indeed Heskar's mount.

"I am obviously following your inner desire," Soros weighed the aristocratic cane in his hand and placed it in front of his eyes, as if judging the material of the aristocratic cane. "You also want to see that girl, don't you?

?"

"I want to emphasize again, if you come into contact with Hesijia, you must give your body to me!" Pique said with great distrust. The experience in the morning made his scalp numb.

The moment when Ross had the strongest control over his body. There was nothing he could do to stop him from teasing those girls. But now, he had a vague sign that Soros' control over his body was no longer that strong.

"Cute boy, you have to believe me, are you still afraid of an undead trying to steal a girl from you?" Thoros said with a smile, "The fact that you can reach the second floor of the Tower of the Dead means that you have already learned about the Tower of the Dead.

I understand. You have to know that after today, I have to return to the Tower of the Dead to replenish the energy of the dead. So don’t worry, I won’t offend you. After all, I will point to you to take me out in the future.

Woolen cloth!"

What Soros said did not make Pi Ke feel at ease. On the one hand, it may be that Soros's "prophecy" gave him strong pressure. On the other hand, it was Soros's indifference that made Pi Ke at ease when he was in front of the mayor's house.

Pike felt uncomfortable. "What if you make a mistake in judgment? What if the wandering warrior won't come to rescue you?" Pique thought of the previous scene and asked in a deep voice: "What if you make a mistake in judgment? What if you make a mistake in judgment?"

The old woman will most likely die under the horse's hooves."

"Of course you have to think about this situation. Although the probability is very low, you still have to make some preparations."

"But you didn't make any preparations at the time!" Pique finally found the flaw in his logic.

"Haha! So that's it, it's because of this that you

You don’t believe me.” Soros smiled and slowly weighed the pebbles in his hand, “How do you know I’m not prepared?”

When the two people were talking to each other, the carriage in front of them had stopped in front of a building.

A blond girl in a blue dress lifted the curtain and jumped out of the carriage with the help of a servant. "Lexiu," she said softly, "your injuries are not completely healed yet. If I don't come out for too long,

If so, you can go back to the castle to rest by yourself, and I can go back with my father. Depending on the weather today, it may rain tonight. If it rains, you can drive the carriage home by yourself."

I saw that the little servant's hands were wrapped with thick gauze, and he stood silently beside the car, silent.

Followed by two guards, Heskar walked toward the building in front of him, leaving the servant and the carriage outside.

Not far away, Soros stood in the shadows. "Pick," he said, "where is that place?"

"Don't you know how to predict?" Pique curled his lips.

"It's tiring to use prophecy all the time. However, I can still guess that it is an auction house." Soros smiled and shook his head, then said: "You want an explanation, then I will give it to you.

Come on, don't look so ugly, you have to trust me."

"Then tell me."

"It's much more straightforward to do it directly." Soros pointed forward and said, "Look over there."

"Isn't that the businessman who just ran away?" Peake saw a fat businessman getting off the carriage and walking towards the auction. The man who served him was the groom with bloodstains on his face. At this time, they had changed.

Horse carriage.

"Keep an eye on it," Soros reminded Pique.

However, Pique still didn't see clearly how he took action. He only heard a "Hugh" sound and a black shadow flew over.

"boom!"

"Yelulululu!"

The carriage collapsed! The horse was carried by the carriage behind it and rolled over! Suddenly, the door of the auction house fell into chaos. The businessman who had already entered the auction house probably didn't know that his new carriage was scrapped again.

"This..." Pique stayed there. "How did you do it?"

"Boy, have you forgotten? I am an undead. I don't have any special abilities. How can I be imprisoned in the Tower of the Undead?"

Pique vaguely felt that what just flew out was a stone? But it should be a stone with a touch of undead aura. At this time, he suddenly thought of a picture - in front of the mayor's house, a carriage rushed over at speed.

At that moment, Soros silently picked up a stone from the ground, then walked to the corner and squatted next to the wandering warrior.

So it turns out that Soros is really prepared! Even if his prediction is wrong, he can still turn the situation around with a stone.

Pique said: "Well, you are indeed a trustworthy person."

Soros smiled and walked towards the auction.

"Lexiu." When passing by the white horse, Thoros shouted to the little servant guarding the white horse: "Miss Heskar asked me to tell you that it will rain outside soon, so I want you to go home first.

.”

The little servant guarding the white horse looked puzzled.

"Oh, let me introduce myself first," Soros said, "I am the person in charge of the auction house. Carriages are not allowed to stay here. Look at the carriage in front of you." He pointed at the carriage he used in a strange way.

The carriage that he overturned said: "The coachman just kept trying to dissuade you, so he was punished by our auction house."

The little servant remained silent, but a look of panic appeared on his face.

The smile on Soros's face grew stronger, "You don't want Miss Hessgar to have no carriage to ride in after she comes out." He put on a concerned look on his face and said: "

Miss Heskar said you have injuries on your body, and getting wet in the rain will inevitably aggravate the injuries, so in order to prevent Miss Hessgar from worrying about you, a little servant, you'd better go home first." Thoros touched the white horse's hand.

brain.

Bai Ma looked at Thoros's green eyes with some resistance, but looking at those blue eyes, she felt a sense of closeness in her heart.

The little servant's face was still hesitant, but Soros had already made up his mind and just stood there, staring at him silently.

Lesiiano never dared to look at him, but just stared blankly at the ground. After a while, he finally left the carriage silently.

Soros smiled and moved the carriage away and tied it to a thick palm tree. "It turns out he is still a little mute," he raised his eyebrows and gently brushed the white horse's hair to comfort her.

"You are so good at lying," said Peake. "Why did you deceive your little servant?"

Soros did not feel dissatisfied and took it as Pique's praise for him. "You will thank me." He glanced at the dark clouds slowly drifting over the sky and said with a smile: "I predict it will rain soon, and then you will

There’s a chance!”

"How did you know his name?"

"Lexiu? Is this the name? I told you, use your eyes to see, use your ears to hear, and use your heart to feel. Didn't Heskar just say this name? What's the point?

Difficulty. Pique, you have to remember to listen with your ears!"

Piqué remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Soros looked at the building in front of him curiously and walked over with a smile.

I saw two well-dressed young men standing in front of the auction house. When every customer walked by, they would do the breast-stroking ceremony with a respectful face.

Naturally, Soros also received the breast-stroking ceremony, and he also imitated the servant and returned the breast-stroking ceremony.

Now the two waiters were confused. They were the only ones who gave breast-pleasing gifts to guests, so how could the guests return the gift? Generally speaking, guests would not even look at them. "Excuse me,"

The waiter said doubtfully, "I've never seen you before. Excuse me, do you have an invitation?"

Does the auction house also need invitations? But when he saw other people entering without showing invitations, Soros was just stunned for a moment and immediately said: "I am Miss Heskel's butler," he pointed to the carriage outside, "

You see, I just went to set up the carriage."

"Oh, oh, please come in."

Soros gave them a kind smile and walked in with his head held high.

The two boys in front of the door both performed another breast-stroking ceremony respectfully. When Soros disappeared through the door, one of the boys had a trace of doubt on his face, "Miss Haijia," he said,

"Is this Miss Heskar, who is about to marry the mayor's family?"

"Of course, there is only one Miss Hesjia in the entire Heping Town. She is the one who just entered. She is indeed a noble lady. She carries a scent when she walks!"

"Haha! You guy, I think you are too embarrassed to look at the face of that noble lady."

"Don't you keep your head down all the time? Who dares? The boss said that we are not allowed to see the face of the noble lady, saying that this is aristocratic etiquette, and we are not nobles. What are we doing by observing aristocratic etiquette? We just couldn't see the noble lady clearly.

What a pity the young lady’s face is!”

"That's not right," one of them suddenly said doubtfully, "shouldn't the mayor's housekeeper be called Hodder? I remember he is a mute old man."

Another boy thought of the blue hat from before, "Who cares?" he said, "I think the man just now looked more like a noble than anyone else. His gentle smile and elegant posture were really impressive.
Chapter completed!