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Home > Fantasy > Wings of Destruction > Chapter 637

Chapter 637

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On the third page, there was a girl with blonde hair and light orange eyes who was fighting with a boy with white hair for a drumstick.

On the fourth page, there was a girl with short dark purple hair …

Looking at the pictures on the album flipping page by page, Reynolds unconsciously revealed a very happy expression on his face. He then continued to flip. He flipped very slowly, afraid that he would miss something.

After a while, Reynolds finally found a blank piece of paper. He waved his hand and a paintbrush appeared. He placed the back end of the paintbrush against his small head, tilted his head, and thought for a moment. Then, he gently wrote on the paper.

The corners of his mouth unconsciously curved upwards, he looked really happy.

The territory of the 3000 aristocratic families was very big, and they ruled a small city in the eastern border region.

The territory here was vast, and there were rich mineral resources and land resources. It was widely known among the human race that the demon race was incomparably ferocious, killing people on sight. The entire eastern border region was close to the demon race's ruling area, so the prosperity here was slightly behind the other regions.

"Dad, mom, I'm back!"

A very pleasant and clear voice sounded.

"My baby is finally back!"

After many days of trekking, although there were a few small accidents on the way.

(Hey, you call being robbed an accident!!!)

Erm ~ Avina returned home smoothly. According to the standard of the country, aristocrats must live in high-end houses and use luxurious equipment. Regarding this rigid rule, there were actually many simple ministers who opposed it, but they were all rejected by the king's words, "We aristocrats should be superior."

Although the area ruled by the 3000 aristocratic families was not rich, and the basic necessities could barely reach the standard of food and clothing, the people living on this land lived a very happy and comfortable life. The lord, Avina's father, never collected high taxes, and if there was something good, he would even share it with the people, so he was very loved and respected by the people.

Since returning to the small city, the people on the street instantly recognized Avina.

"Oh, isn't this Miss 3000? We have some delicious fruits in our store. Quick, take some! "

"Your lousy fruits can't make you hungry, miss, come and eat the fresh fish I just caught!"

… …

Everyone on the street greeted Ai Wena warmly. This was all thanks to the popularity she had accumulated over the years.

"Daughter, I've seen the letter you sent back. It's really amazing to represent the academy in the Sacred Sword Dance Festival! Dad, I'm so happy for you. "

Avina's father sat excitedly on the sofa with snot and tears running down his face. This man looked quite mighty. He was 1.88 meters tall, and his black hair was like a spiky ball. His name was San Qian Wu.

"You're already so old, yet you're still sticking to me like a child!" Avina complained.

What!

"My daughter, don't you love your father anymore?"

"Well …"

"It seems that I can only go to the fruit orchard and use my blood to water the fruit trees that they carefully care for. Then, I will go to the sea to fish and use my body to feed the small fish that are still crying for food. I hope that they will have a good harvest next year." After saying that, San Qian Wu patted his knees and slowly stood up. Yes, yes, his movements were very slow.

(Hey, hey, I'm already out the door! Why isn't anyone stopping me yet?)

San Qian Wu peeked at the living room from the corner of his eyes and realized that Ai Weina was happily chatting with her mother.

Finally, realizing that the Three Thousand Epiphany was still moving slowly, Aweina's mother turned around.

"Hey, why aren't you out yet? Do you want me to give you a ride?"

!!!

(Daughter, save me!)

San Qian Wu cast a glance at Avina, secretly hinting for her to quickly come and save him.

Unfortunately, there was no movement from Avina's side.

(My daughter, I feel that she is getting farther and farther away from me!)

San Qian Wu suddenly had an idea and thought of a way to get out of his current predicament. "Hey, my daughter! Why did you suddenly think of going home? "

(Could it be that you miss your father?)

Unfortunately, he didn't dare to say the words that followed because he had already seen the murderous gaze that his wife shot over.

Avina's mother looked very young. Her long purple hair was like a three thousand feet long waterfall hanging behind her head. Her black eyes revealed a mysterious beauty.

Yes, as expected, the daughter had inherited her mother's excellent genes!

"Oh right, Avina! Why did you suddenly come home? "

(Yes, successfully diverted her attention! Wait … What does' Yes' mean?)

"It's about the preparation for the Sacred Sword Dance Festival. Our new teacher specially took us through special training in order to improve the strength of me, Tisya, and another classmate."

"Yes, and then!" San Qian Wu sat on the sofa next to her and said.

"Hey, when did you come back?"

"Don't mind it, don't mind it! Ha, ha, ha! "

"Our teacher told me to go home first and accept the inheritance of heterochromatic pupils. That way, my strength will increase greatly. By the way, mom, what exactly is our family's heterochromatic pupils?"

When Avina's parents heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other, then asked hesitantly, "Who is your teacher? How did he know about our heterochromatic pupils?"

When Avina saw that her parents' reaction was a little strange, she began to speak the truth a little hesitantly. "He said that if I gave this to you, you would know."

Avina took out the badge that Reynolds gave her and placed it on the table.

"This is!"

Both of their pupils shrank, then suddenly stood up, took the badge on the table, and went back to the house.

"Avina, go out and play for a while, we will come out in a moment!"

"Oh!"

… ….

"Jing, it's definitely Jing!"

"Yes, it seems that what will come will come in the end!"

Jing was the name of Avina's mother. Her full name was San Qian Jing.

San Qian Wu took out a scroll made of parchment from a secret compartment in the cupboard in the room. This scroll was left behind by his great-grandfather, and it recorded all kinds of things that happened to San Qian Wu's family.

"Avina, come here!"

San Qian Wu shouted from upstairs.

"Oh!"

When she came to her parents' room, Avina saw that the curtains were tightly closed, and a purple magic array was floating in the air. That was a magic array that blocked the sound in the room, so that the things that were discussed in the room wouldn't be heard outside.

"Gulp!"

Avina swallowed a mouthful of saliva. It seemed that there was something serious to talk about.

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