Night Crow Master Chapter 453
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Rodman hall .
The twilight sky is still dark because of the clouds . The gray sun shines through the thick fog on the rodman ocean Pavilion in the downtown of foggy capital, shining on this simple and luxurious building admired and awed by ordinary people .
From time to time, there are vehicles with high beams running through the fog on the cold ground streets . From time to time, the sound of horse’s hooves, wooden wheels and the ground contact is heard .
The museum, which has more than three floors, is immersed in the white fog . The foreign Pavilion, which has no extra corners, seems to be breathing and lies quietly in the same place .
In Rodman’s bedroom, Rodman lies on the sofa with a glass of bright red liquid in his forehand, with a smile on his mouth .
At this time, a dark figure came outside the rodman Pavilion . After looking around, he jumped in place and jumped onto a balcony on the fourth floor .
Then, with the sound of gold coins, his figure suddenly disappeared from the room, like a ghost .
In the corridor, the light shed by the small light, left a long and narrow shadow on the ground, showing the sharp horns and wings .
All the way through the secluded shadow in the foreign Museum shuttle around, looking for Rodman’s bedroom .
However, when he came to Rodman’s bedroom door, he found that the original location of the door leaf, only the bare wall .
The door disappeared .
With a gloomy face, the man raised his hand, and the sound of gold coin pounding sounded in his hand, but there was no gold coin in his hand, but it was empty .
At this time, he stopped suddenly and turned his head warily .
“What can I do for you to come here at this time, Mr . kolanke?”
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Coming out of the shadow of the corner was Goyle, a wrinkled, rickety housekeeper . He walked unsteadily to the place only ten meters away from coranke, and said in the same old and slow voice .
There was no change in coranke’s face, still very gloomy, or even more gloomy .
“Jealousy?”
Coranke narrowed his eyes, and there was a fierce light in the pair of abnormal golden eyes .
However, there was no change in Goyle’s expression . Even though coranker’s intention to kill him had become obvious, he had no intention of moving . He just stood in his place and nodded his head:
“Mr . collenk, are you looking for master Rodman?”
But Gao Er this insipid incomparable reaction, actually is lets the kolanke some to be suspicious .
He looked at the other side warily and nodded, “yes . ”
“So . . . ” Goyle laughed as if he had been prepared . Then he took out a key from nowhere and handed it to coranke .
The key looks like an old medieval key . It is old and simple, with rust on it . Beside it, on a small iron ring, there is a hanging ornament similar to the hand bone .
Looking at this thing, coranke frowned, and then his face showed a look of astonishment . He seemed to realize the particularity of the key . He looked at Goyle in disbelief and asked in a voice:
“is this?”
“The young master told me to give it to you . ”
Goyle smiles and lowers his head in a respectful manner . He doesn’t see the jealousy on his face when he says “give it to . ” .
Then Goyle turned and left .
But after he turned to leave, collenk stood still, with the key in his hand . His face was gloomy and his expression of excitement or nervousness appeared from time to time, as if the key was very important .
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. . .
in the room, Rodman, who had a panoramic view of all this, smiles and picks up a delicate pocket watch with violet patterns from a nearby table .
Open pocket watch, inside revealed a small photo, a man and a woman, a child’s group photo .
The man, of course, is not him .
After drinking the alcohol red liquid from the glass into his stomach, Rodman’s smile turned into a sneer, and he threw his pocket watch to the wall .
At the moment when he threw out the pocket watch, there was a huge gap in the wall . Under the light from the weak electric light, a ferocious huge mouth opened and swallowed the pocket watch .
And in the moment that the mouth opened, what was revealed inside was a pile of half digested, incomplete forest bones .
There is no chewing action . After opening and swallowing the pocket watch, the mouth closes again .
Looking at the once empty wall, Rodman chuckled and pulled a bloody knife out of his pocket and waved it in the air like an artist .
But no one knows what shape he is imagining in his mind . The evil force gushing from the bloody blade moves through the air with Rodman’s action, leaving invisible traces of blood . In the roar of pain, madness and excitement, Rodman grinned with cold sweat and watched his right hand disappear out of thin air —
the fracture torn by ferocity and blood was horrible and beautiful –
it seemed that a beast was eating it .
Rodman took a sip of water and forced his knife down .
It was as if the door was closed, and the shadow of the beast’s eating disappeared . At the same time, it was accompanied by a roar, full of unwilling words, as the villain retreated .
At this time, with a crisp sound like gold coin impact, the wall on his left side burst under the impact of some force – no, it was more like opening it by himself .
Rodman turned his eyes in a cold sweat .
In his field of vision, collenk is looking at him .
Unlike the mildly smiling coranke, now this one has a gloomy face, as if he had come to collect debts .
“Coranke, it seems that you soon have the power of that key . ”
Rodman put the knife back in his pocket and touched the fracture of the other hand with his palm . Then, as the naked eye could see, the flesh of the palm grew into granulation and began to regenerate rapidly .
“Is that your wonder? It’s like a stray dog that nobody keeps . It’s fierce and annoying
Collenk’s aggressive tone was different from his usual tone . It was like a different person .
“Stray dogs that are not raised? It’s a good name . ” Rodman replied with a cold sweat on his face . The pain almost killed him . Then he glanced at each other’s hands and said, “do you like it? That’s the treasure of the last greedy knight . ”
“I’m so happy I’m going to throw up . ” Collenk frowned and his left hand trembled unconsciously .
On his left hand, half of the Keyring is embedded in the skin, revealing a section of the key .
But that hand bone general hanging ornament, already disappeared .
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