"Not good! The witch Jialude ran to trouble the Abysser!" When the messenger heard the news, Rachel, Yundaos and Dereya were closely discussing the changes in the incident.

Rachel's first reaction after hearing this was very happy!

If in the past, the power of the parliament could prevent potential 25-year-olds from the root, it would certainly be a destiny. Now that there is a dark cloud of rebellion, it would be difficult for the young Rachel to use some imperial mind skills.

Rachel's second reaction was - not good! There was finally a Tianhu start. If two main players under his command fought, it would be a problem for whoever hurts and dies. It doesn't matter if the witch Dark dies. If the only Abyss guarding the waterway makes any mistakes, it will inevitably lead to the collapse of the defense system.

As soon as she jumped up like a needle pricking her butt, Yun Daosi advised: "No hurry! Let's take a look first. Abyss is a rare strongman. He has experienced the expansion of heaven and earth. Moreover, he is in charge of the largest water body in this area, so there is no reason to suffer so easily."

At this time, Deria frowned: "What if the Abysser subdued the Witch?"

Immediately, the three of them laughed - how is this possible! That crazy woman is a typical snake sperm disease, and even normal communication with others has great problems. If it were not under the pressure of the parliament, all things would have been burned long ago.

Rachel smiled: "Then keep an eye on it. If there are any signs of abyss being injured or being defeated, we will stop it. Of course, we cannot let the abyss kill the witch Dark casually."

Dereya: "Then send Charlie!"

The Charlie she mentioned is the hero who is best at reconnaissance and sensing in the Yan Emperor Legion.

Rachel nodded in agreement.

Wang Hao had a headache here.

He has seen the fallen hero and the anti-hero, and the demon queen is the most typical example.

But if you are determined to be a happy salted fish, why do you become a "person" and come to your door?

I thought, if I was so pretty, I wouldn’t wear any clothes, but I would like to praise her for being handsome?

Who knew that her brain circuit seemed a bit different, which was called humiliation?

Do you have a strange understanding of the word humiliation?

In the scene, it can be said that it is incompatible with water and fire.

The violent tongue of flame formed a huge fire tornado three meters high and twenty meters in diameter, circling around Heizhen. If it were not wrapped in the same level of black water tornado outside, the lobby built of bricks and stone would have been finished long ago.

Even so, the situation is still very terrible.

The cold black water, like purgatory flames, intersected like chainsaws in the air, and the sparks burst into pieces, forming water vapor that mortals would burn when they hit.

Wang Hao could not handle the water vapor casually. If he put it outside, he would definitely hurt his subordinates. He could only rush his mind to make all the fish, shrimps and crabs in the waterway of this fortress by the waterside.

"Gurgling--" The moment the clearing was completed, a large amount of hot air was poured into the waterway that could accommodate four carriages in parallel, bulging a large number of bubbles and raising a hot chaotic turbulent current.

This scene is like a volcano erupting on the bottom of the Earth's sea.

On this side, the two of them, who were tit-for-tat, realized at the same time that the other party was very different from the opponent they had faced before, and they were obviously not a guy who could easily deal with it.

The interaction between water and fire has completely become a terrifying elemental meat grinder.

If any third element or existence dares to break in rashly, it will definitely be easily swallowed up by these two terrifying balls of energy.

Heizhen roared a little sickly: "What the truth is it! The whole world is a liar! Be handsome? You don't think this description is too stupid to me as a witch? Are you insulting my IQ? Or are you showing your hypocrisy?"

"Puff!" Wang Hao didn't understand what Hei Joan Arc thought. For some reason, he just wanted to tease Hei Zhen: "But you are really handsome! Please, if you don't shout at the top of your voice, you're a little cute."

This is a sentence that Chinese netizens feel is free of problems.

But the word "please" in this request type hit Heizhen's heart.

She felt her heart missed like a sneaking stop. She was stunned for several seconds before her eyes suddenly became sharp again

"Hmph! Looking at my disgusting face full of curses and ominousness, who wouldn't be trembling with fear? Cute? Are you blind?"

Wang Hao blinked.

He doesn't understand.

This melon-shaped face that is extremely in line with the aesthetic vision of the Celestial people, plus the perfect proportion that the plastic surgeon cannot do without a hundred times, and the waterfall-style silver-white hair controlled by the per capita of the Celestialists, Wang Hao can't say it's not beautiful against his will!

As for curses and ominousness?

Wang Hao laughed: "Haha! Hahaha! My armor, the former is the Demon King Armor [Silent Abyss]. Do you think I will be afraid of any bullshit curse? However, being beautiful is being beautiful! Cute is being cute! I didn't lie-"

Wang Hao strides forward, and the black water lingers in his body breaks through the hot waves of fire in the short and fierce confrontation, allowing him to ride the wind and waves to approach Heizhen step by step.

He didn't realize that his super-high charm was playing out.

He didn't even notice that he had accidentally launched a mental attack on Heizhen and tortured her heart.

Faced with Wang Hao's aggressive and astonishing momentum, Heizhen's mind went blank, and she doubted her life.

The desperate memories of the previous life surged into my heart.

That was the last moment when she was about to be sent to the stolen rack. Countless people rushed out, throwing miscellaneous items at her, from stones to rotten tomatoes, everything.

"Ugly witch!"

"You deserve to go to hell!"

"Burn her to death! Burn her to death-"

The roar of the misled people made her heart more sad than the despicable accusations of the British.

She saw the flames on the stolen platform again.

The questioning in the court of judgement reached her in a trance: "Do you feel that you are given the grace of God?"

This question is a trap. At that time, the church's dogma was that no one could be sure that he was given the grace of God. If she gave a positive answer, she would prove that she was heresy. And if her reply was no, she would admit that she was sinful.

At the beginning, Joan of Arc replied: "If I don't get it, I hope God will give it to me; if I have got it, I hope God will give it to me."

She was so pious, but in the end she could only end her young life in pain in the flames.

The burning pain of being burned by fire, even though she was resurrected in the abandoned land of God as Joan of Arc, she still tortured her day and night, and that terrible phantom pain exists all the time.

In her previous life, she longed for the messenger of God to save her in the last part of her life and preach her rightness.

In this life, she was born as an anti-saint by the curse of countless British and Burgundians for five hundred years, and was also eager for recognition in her heart.
Chapter completed!