After calming his mind, Xiang Xing paused, but suddenly stretched out his small arm from the black cloak and quickly circled Clarence''s neck.


    "Huh?"


    Seeing her sudden move, the man was stunned for a moment. He couldn''t help laughing and drooping his eyes, and the bright red corners of his lips were light and shallow.


    "Want to make me believe your little excuse just now by acting like a spoiled child?"


    He smiled and deliberately nudged her.


    Suddenly he blinked his eyes and raised his eyebrows, "don''t forget, I can see through your mind."


    "... then use your mind reading Magic now and see what I''m thinking."


    Xiang Xing''s small white eyes turned over and gave an unconvinced hum.


    Without even looking at it, he guessed her mind.


    Don''t blame her for beating her face.


    "Well, that''s what you asked. Don''t regret it."


    Clarence did not refuse, but smiled lightly, and the light golden light flashed in her eyes.


    However, a moment later, he seemed to have read something incredible. His purple and gold pupils suddenly shrunk, and his face flashed a color of surprise.


    Yes, from her state of mind at the moment, the man saw a magnificent picture.


    In the picture, she and he are in the blooming wild rose field at the foot of York mountain in their own blood family form.


    They sometimes snuggle up happily and sometimes laugh and play. The happiness that seems to overflow the picture continues from day to night and goes to another carnival.


    Reciprocating cycle.


    Until Clarence slowly recovered from this scene, he could not help but restrain his deep eyes, ecstatic, but with a faint uncertainty, he stared deeply at the girl in front of him.


    "Are you really willing to go back to York mountain with me?"


    The man was very rarely cramped and asked cautiously.


    "Otherwise?"


    Xiang Xing smiled, but he spread his arms in a helpless way.


    With an exaggerated sigh, "Alas, who made me promise so many unequal treaties for a worry free pill... Now I can only recognize it ~"


    She smiled and continued to shrink into the man''s stunned arms.


    He raised his little head and looked at him silently, from shock and amazement on his face to uncontrollable joy and excitement.


    The strong arms were tightened again.


    For a long time, she finally saw him nod solemnly and gently.


    "OK... I''ll take you back to the place that only belongs to us."


    ……


    Soon.


    After Franka and his jury prepared a series of strong evidence, Archbishop Marbury finally fully admitted the crimes he had committed.


    In the sentencing court, he was much different from the excited denial when he was interrogated before.


    Only very calmly, he took all the mistakes on his own, and unconditionally exonerated all the clergy under his command.


    No one knows why Marbury gave up his appeal and pleaded guilty in such a short time.


    It was found that on the day he was sentenced to death, there was an old harmonica that everyone had never seen before.


    Although his head was different in the end, the harmonica was not taken away by the executioners, but packed with Marbury''s body and transported to an unknown place.