Mezza stopped, then dumb.

“Well, I’m asking you if you have any good advice.”

"Ha, you are humble, this kind of thing you must have been prepared for this kind of thing, the killing of the killing, the catch that should be caught, I just need to shake the flag and shout for you in the back!"

The face of Anzhe's face, the meaning of the word is...

Don't take me!

You go to fight, I don't want to fit...

When this happened, the princess must have given the main responsibility to Mezzas, and Anzhe was willing to help King Arthur, but she did not have the time to help Mezzas fight.

Those tribes, with a large population, once fought, could not be fought for ten days and a half months, and did not know how many casualties, such a scene was not desired by both sides.

If it is Anzhe, he will directly fight the thunder to solve the initiator of all this, so that the conflict between the tribe and the empire can be directly resolved.

Mezzas obviously thought the same thing, he wanted to pull on Anzhe and take a beheading together.

Don't forget that Anzhe is also a powerful sixth-order ability, Mezzas has long known that Anzhe is already the first person under the seventh order, so naturally it is inevitable to pull up the mind of Anzhe to act together.

But Anzhe was also slippery, and he realized Mezza's idea early...

Mezzas was speechless, and he was also happy by Anzhe.

The boy was still very slippery, but this time he had to find a way to pull him over, and those tribes now behaved in such a way that there may be seven other classes to support it!

In this case, more insurance power can control the initiative opportunity.

The beheading action can not be lost, you have to find some help, those who are weak, you have to give them to Anzhe.

However, the battle between the high-level players is not a child's play, and then he still has to go to Angus, although the latter will certainly not refuse.

Thinking of this, Mezzas had a smile on his face, so he nodded his head gently.

"Ah, that is to say, although there are many enemies, we are not at all guilty.Well, this time Amelia, you'll come with me."

“No problem.”Amelia responded with a smile, and she knew the latter needed Parker’s help.And An Zhe stared at Mezzas in a stunned side, gnashing his teeth in his heart.

By the way... this bastard... actually hold on to the safety of Amelia carbon to hold himself...

Mezzas is clear, Anzhe obviously very much care about Amelia, a little danger does not want her to meet, so as long as he let Amelia follow, Anzhe will absolutely follow...

So I caught the door...

“Well, since that’s all I’ll be with, it’s not that more than one person will take care of it...” An Zhe’s disheartened head, there was a powerless voice.

Who made him care so much about the safety of the girl... destined to be a hard-working life...

Then there was nothing more to say, and Mezzas got up to contact him, and then he would join many strong people and start talking about beheading.

Anzhe estimated that the latter's action would be very decisive, thinking that this is the matter of these two days...

Sure enough, in the afternoon of the next day, a carriage pulled by a Warcraft came running wildly, and in the long hiss, the carriage entered the �orthocship and stopped in front of the castle.

An Zhe was sitting in the study at this time, flipping a book with his hand, and occasionally looking at him with a disgusted look on the side of the bruise.

If Ange hadn't taken him as Parker's good friend, if she had dared to throw him out, she would have gone to Parker to chew her tongue and threaten her, and the girl would not have let Anzhe stay here...

“The people you’ve been waiting for have arrived, get out of here.”

With an impatient hand, the fluctuation of magic surged, and she opened any door to the outside of the castle.

“All right, thank you.”

An Zhe smiled, and when he passed the daughter's daughter, suddenly his hands tugged at the curly hair of Brick.

Straighten up... let go.

He walked out of the door, leaving the bruises gnashing its teeth there, and the hair shook like a spring...

...

As he walked out from behind the door, Anzhe saw what Mezas and Amelia were talking about in the same room, and the figure was obviously a messenger.

Nor did he run over to make up for it, and An Zhe did not care about discussing the plan or anything, anyway, he did his part.

He moved his eyes and finally stopped at the dragon car in the yard.

It was a car pulled by a Warcraft, 30% faster than the car, and at this time, a man in a black suit stood next to the dragon car, who seemed to be the driver of the dragon car.

Anzhe blinked, he felt a strong momentum in this person, this person's strength is very strong!

Moreover, this man Ange is impressed.

Willheim, Van Astreya!

He really is that old man...

Crooked head, An Zhe noticed that the old man's eyes had been looked at, apparently found his own peep, and smiled at the moment, and walked over.

"In Lower Wilhelm, I don't know if your excellency is..."

Wilhelm looked doubtfully at Anzhe, and he could feel the hidden momentum of the boy, but there should be no such person in the Lodzwal house...

But it seems to be a little familiar...it seems to have been seen somewhere...

After careful recollection, Wilhelm gave up, and nodded respectfully to Anzhe.

"Oh, the boy's name is Ange, and the old man came here non-stop, hard."An Zhe also nodded and smiled, "If I'm not mistaken, Master Will is next to my fighting partner."

Willheim's eyes flashed, although the hair was white, but the old man's strength is not weak, his body is not as strong as the words of the year-round exercise, but to that station gives a strong sense of oppression.

“I am sorry that the decision above has not been fully handed down, and I cannot personally form an alliance with you, please understand.”

Ange’s head, without a whimper.

“And too... but in my opinion the results are already settled.”An Zhe smiled and waved his hand, and looked at the figure who had already finished the negotiations.

The messenger came over, nodded toward Wilhelm, and got into the dragon car.

The dragon car was quickly gone, and the messenger in it was meditating on what he had been thinking about, and suddenly he remembered something.

“You were talking to that boy?”It's a strange thing that you're a non-stop person."

Willheim's eyebrows did not have a trace of a pick: "This misunderstanding is huge, I just care a little about the teenager's eyes..."

He muttered, then spoke softly.

“That was the look of death several times, and there was still a fearless look.”