The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

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So when Zac stepped out of the room again, he looked at a small bottle of hunter's poison-drug in his left hand, frowning. Maggie will invite Zac to come here this time, just to show that these things have been involved with witchcraft and beyond her ability.

Maggie will continue to try to analyze the composition of the spices. The spice samples brought by Zach have been returned to most of them. Maggie only cut a small piece and accepted it. "If these, I still can't separate the ingredients that I don't know. No matter how much, it's useless. "

These are already out of vampire knowledge. Zac does not understand experiments. He is Toledo, not Remoor (a clan in the secret alliance, a "human" mage who is enthusiastic about immortality, a real alien in vampires) . So he has no knowledge of the science in any experiment, such as comparison, analysis, induction ...

Even when Zac was disguised as a military doctor, he relied on his fast and stable hands, sensitivity to life and blood, and rich knowledge of biological anatomy. Remember how Zac assessed modern medicine (Ninth) Volume, Chapman's son's trial treatment plan)? Cutting and sewing.

Zac shook his head without knowing what he was thinking, put the poison-poison-in his hand into the pocket of the vest, the sound of the glass touching reminded Zac of another thing, his finger moved in the pocket, and he felt one Delicate diamond glass bottle.

This is the perfume that Maggie forced into Zac's pocket when she left.

Zac pouted. Neither he nor Louise are perfume users.

According to Louise, Zach's body is like a quiet deep pool, pale skin is calm and without the slightest waves of water, and there is infinite secluded depth underneath. One can't help but want to flick his surface indiscriminately, pulling and stimulating the deep surging ...

From Zac's point of view, Louise's body was rushing with a volcano of fresh life. August 1st? Chinese ■ Wen? ● www.ww.81zw.com? A light touch can make her life under the smooth and delicate skin burst. Buried under that thin surface, the rich aroma (blood fragrance) from the rushing and fierce life is enough to make the vampire intoxicated ...

Wait, we are talking about smell. It ’s not an exotic love full of exoticism ...

Zac raised his eyebrows and changed his perfume. Although he and Louise didn't want perfume to make any, uh, flavours, it was after all Maggie insisted on giving Louise a gift. It ’s better not to put it together with poison-drugs.

"Good choice. She will love it."

Zac stood on a small dry ground in front of the door and looked up at the woman who was approaching and smiling.

The woman in a professionally-fitting professional skirt holds an umbrella, because the temperature on a rainy day is usually cooler, she wrapped a silk scarf, and the hanging silk scarf was put on a pearl-colored shirt with soft light reflected in the dark sky. on. This is a good silk shirt, a decent and beautiful woman.

She stood next to Zac with a smile, put away the umbrella, put it in the umbrella bucket beside the door, and looked at the equally handsome and decent man. "Sorry, you are holding a women's perfume, so I guess it is for your lover."

Zac smiled on his face and nodded. "It's for my girlfriend."

"Lucky girl, the name of this bottle is" The Only "." The woman smiled and reached out, "Browning."

"Grand." Zack gave a soft grip.

Not very positive, things that are friendly to strangers are not often born in this era. So Zac was a little curious, why was this Ms. Browning at such a time when the stranger might be a prison fugitive. Friendly to a stranger.

Browning, uh, I hate the change of title, let's just call her Emilia.

Emilia rang the room 1o1. ●● Bayi Chinese ◆ ■ Net. www.81zw.com ■ Smiling and looking at Zac, "I went to the department store. It seems that they were closed because of the rain, so I came directly."

That's why, she thought Zac was just like her. Is a customer of [Crescent Moon Perfume Shop].

Zac's curiosity was satisfied, and he nodded slightly, "Nice to meet you." After saying goodbye, he put on his hat and walked out of the alley.

"Maggie, it's me." After connecting, Emilia finally looked at the leaving man, smiled, and said lightly.

The door opened and Emilia stepped in. She seemed to be very familiar with the place and walked towards Maggie's house. And the Indian woman Maggie has opened the door, waiting for her, with a smile on her face, but there is a hint of complaint, "Why do n’t you make a phone call, this time when you leave alone, I can send go with."

"It's okay." Emilia waved and smiled. "I'm just nearby, so I came by myself."

"Nearby?" Maggie looked at Emilia, her eyes deep in her eye sockets narrowed, and the smile on her face disappeared. "Are you going to see him again?" After she finished, she began to untie Emilia's neck. Scarves.

Amelia opened her body sideways and covered her neck with a light bruise by pulling it aside. "Okay, Maggie, I'm fine."

"Guest?" Walter appeared from the kitchen and looked at the two women.

Maggie didn't continue the action just now, and she smiled and looked at Walter. "Well, old customer. I'll take her to see."

Wall nodded and looked at Emilia to make sure that the woman would not be threatened. She walked to the living room and sat on the sand. Is anyone wondering why Walter was at the house of an Indian woman? Two reasons, please choose one depending on the situation.

As a man, worried about Maggie's safety to protect. Walter in the move had no place to live. Regardless of which one you choose, the relationship between the two single men and women can stay overnight, which is what I want to express.

Returning to Maggie's perfume workshop, the two women went directly to the display cabinet displaying the perfume. Without the interruption of the third person, Maggie's smile is not necessary to comfort other people's faces.

"Emilia." Maggie opened the glass cabinet and said seriously, "Why are you still with him! He is not worth it! If you go on like this, you will be hurt sooner or later!" Maggie shook her head. The hand unconsciously went to pull the scarf on Emilia's neck. "No, you have been injured."

"Maggie!" Emilia's expression was not very good-looking, "Don't say that! I'm fine, everything is under control." Pushed Maggie's hand away.

"In control?" Maggie seemed impatient too. "Then why don't you let me look at your neck."

"It's nothing beautiful." It can be clearly seen that Emilia's cyan protrudes from the forehead because of her depression. "It was just an accident. He can control it, and I too. I believe him."

"Oh, Emilia, what do you have to believe?" Maggie's face had a sad look on her face. As an Indian woman, the natural deep outline will magnify their expressions, so Maggie is really not very good at this time. Good-looking, "He is a corpse ..."

"You are not allowed to talk about him like this!" Emilia suddenly glared at Maggie, and she pushed back the last word of the other party, "You are not qualified to say me, you just put a vampire to your house, you Give him a bottle of perfume for his girlfriend? I guess his girlfriend is just an ordinary person! What is this? Can you bless a strange woman, but can't support your friends? "

Maggie shook her head, her face full of frustration, she knew she could never say this friend.

Helplessly, Maggie stopped talking and took out a few bottles of perfume, which were used by both men and women. "I know that summer is not good for him. I added a few more materials. You give him a try."

Emilia took a deep breath and adjusted her emotions. "Sorry, I'm a little irritable." She apologized first, then took the perfume, tried to smell it, and nodded.

But Emilia didn't seem to leave. She lowered her head and squeezed the perfume in her hand, as if hesitating.

Maggie sighed and turned to the real laboratory that Zac had entered before, and took out a small bottle of things in a moment. Everyone has seen, "'Isolate', it won't taste good, if he has any emergency , Just give him this. "

Amelia frowned. Obviously, this was not the first time she saw this potion that had the exact opposite effect of perfume. After taking it away, she ended her hesitation. "Do you have any news about the hunter?"

Maggie shook her head and looked at her friend apologetically, "But I asked my friend who was next to the mayor, he said that the hunter would not take any action in Barton anymore, it seemed that there was an agreement with the devil. . "

This is the only thing that Maggie can know. She is just a woman who likes to make perfumes. She is familiar with various materials. Occasionally, she makes a guest appearance as an Indian pharmacist. Interracial matters, she really does not involve much.

Emilia pursed her lips, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Hey." Seemingly comforting, Maggie took his friend's arm. "You see Grande's vampire is still free, it's fine."

Seeing that Maggie finally stopped criticizing indiscriminately and stood on her side, Amelia also put down her vigilance slightly, "He is ... hungry, in fact, I am also a bit worried ..."

Do you understand what this James Lance psychologist is saying? It doesn't matter if you don't understand, keep watching.

"Cremation, this thing has made his life very difficult." Emilia's tone was deep in resentment. "Now there are hunters in the city of Barton, he can't move freely. He is getting more and more anxious, I don't Know how to help him ... "

She looked at Maggie, "I'm worried, he's worried about those in the shelter ..."

This is enough. In the city of Barton, due to continuous events, from the initial cemetery recovery, demons and hunters appeared, which destroyed the life of a ghoul that originally lived here steadily.

Now he is very hungry. (To be continued.)