Lying on the bed, the magic circle with its lower abdomen spread to its neck emitted a burst of golden light under the movement of Gratis. It looked particularly beautiful in this secret room where the light was not very bright, which made Don Quixote's heart A little relieved, he knew his daughter's temper. If this thing was ugly, she would definitely cry. For Don Quixote, it was definitely a headache. Fighting with Buddha.
"Master, I feel it now," after taking a deep breath, Gratis slowly sat up. She also looked down at the tattoo on her belly with a little curiosity. It was a bit weird, as if it was under the skin. There is something more, but I don't feel anything. After all, the foreign object comes from herself and will not be assimilated. "I broke free from that endless **. When I think of intercourse, I even feel a little disgusting. Feel."
"Normal," Don Quixote reached out and touched Gratis's forehead, neck, and armpits. This was not to take advantage of it, but before Don Quixote called himself the 'Eye of Rules' You can see some characteristics discovered by the origin of the world. When the dragon clan is in human form, the temperature in the three places is particularly high, especially the armpits, which is the highest, so the feeling I feel when I feedback it back at this moment is warm The temperature is basically the same as in other places. "This time you have been running the magic circle too many times in succession, which causes the inhibitory hormones in your body to exceed the estrogens normally secreted by the ovaries. This feeling will be done in a few days. It will disappear. As for how much you need to maintain your feelings after this, it depends on your own grasp.”
"I know, master," Perhaps because the super strong ** disappeared, the other emotional factors of the dragon gradually surfaced. At this moment, Gratis found that she was actually shy and unconsciously put her body on her body. He turned sideways and wanted to leave his back to Don Quixote.
Of course, all this did not escape Don Quixote's eyes. He could also see from it that the essence of the dragon should be the same as other creatures, but their proud bodies were also their problem. The practice of practicing the mind allows the body's hormones to counter the soul, thus becoming the strongest race in Feilun and the most powerful race in Feilun.
"From this time, I will check your body every day, of course. If you have any uncomfortable parts of your body, you must tell me in time. You can temporarily follow me during this period. To be honest, although I have carefully structured this magic circle, this is a magic circle that affects your body's instinct. I can't guarantee whether there will be any special side effects, after all, I have no way to do it. Be like the great true god. You can start from a little bit to give enough information about the future!”
"Don't worry, master," Gratis is still very helpful for Don Quixote's concern. "The body of our dragon clan is much stronger than you think, and even more serious injuries will not be allowed to be damaged than this one. What we are like, we can even say with pride that our dragon's enemy only has time."
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In the virtual world ball, Arthur Pandeli sat quietly in the study. She was still the beautiful and charming Queen of Britain. Obviously, although Leah was already asleep, the whole world was still constantly following her will.
Moving forward, towards the same beauty as before, this time, Arthur Pandeli missed her sister again, so she came to see her, looking at the 'husband' that she and her sister shared on the sofa and were with her sister.
As she smiled and said something, Arthur Pandeli couldn't help but feel a little emotional. This false life is simply tormenting for outsiders like her, but this is just the only destination her sister can have. At least for now
That's right, at least she still stays by her side, at least she thinks she is still happy.
"Sister, I discussed with the church. We want to go to the Sky Mirror first. When we come back, we plan to have a child. Do you want it?"
"Ha," Arthur Pandli shook her head, "I don't have time to take care of the children yet. Your sister, I am the king!"
"That's true. When my child grows up, you're going to ask for one from the church. I'll help you raise it."
"OK..."
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"Wake up?" I don't know when, perhaps to avoid being intimate with the fake Don Quixote in my dream, Arthur Pandri finally returned to the real world. When she opened her eyes, she saw the Don sitting next to her.
Quixote, and he was wearing a blanket.
"Well, I'm a little tired lately, but it's okay."
"Is there something wrong? I have a deep face," said Don Quixote and hooked Arthur Pandri's chin as if he was teasing.
"I miss Lia," knowing that some things are hidden from Don Quixote will cause unnecessary trouble, Arthur Pandli said his thoughts in his heart, "It's not long since her death day has passed
, I know you are busy, so I didn't remind you, but I want to go back to Britain to sweep her tomb."
"Day of death...huh~" Don Quixote, leaning on the sofa, took a deep breath. It is undeniable that as time goes by, he even forgot about that girl, perhaps because he wiped out the demons in his heart.
He even lost a trace of guilt in his heart. He had really gradually forgotten this woman who had withdrawn from his life.
Although in a sense, he did this to protect his wife, and he was increasingly not caring about this dead soul, so Buddha and Xiuyi, who controlled the soul of Liya, would not use this residual soul to do anything.
Articles, such as blackmailing myself or something, I think I have been entangled with me for so long, and basically copied all the memories of Arthur Pandeli, the one that has not appeared for a long time, probably aimed at the end of the world. Haier should
It is very clear about his character. It means nothing to him if he wants to use such a bloody blackmail strategy. As for why he is so sure of Xiu Yi. Haier is very likely to know the end of the world, and the reason is what Xia Ya and Donghai said
, On the secret of deducing the secret, people like Buddha who jumped out of the world are more likely to find the clues.
"Okay," Don Quixote lit a cigarette for himself and took a sip. "Tomorrow I will go to visit the grave with you, and then go to the Sky Mirror to worship her again, although the Sky Mirror is now
There seems to be nothing to see, but I never seem to be there before!"
"How are you busy with your affairs? Regarding the Temple of Reincarnation," Arthur Pandri, now knows that even if she has not changed her mind, she has no choice but to do anything about it anymore after she has not changed her mind.
Defeat this former opponent and now husband.
More importantly, the fire of anger in Arthur Pandeli's heart gradually faded after losing the World Tree. This made her feel a little incredible. Of course, all this can only be attributed to mentality.
So even though she knew that once Don Quixote successfully built the Temple of Reincarnation, she could almost be said to be invincible on earth, but she did not have any other thoughts.
"It's still under planning, and the specific preparations may take some time. I've had a lot of things recently. I don't want to be too anxious, so I'll move forward slowly."
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The royal cemetery of the British Empire is no different from the last time I came here. After all, with a dedicated person to clean it, there will be no so-called wasteland tombs. Unless one day the British Empire falls, it is possible that there are a few bouquets of flowers in front of Leah's tomb.
It's dry, I think these are all sent by someone on the day of his death. Although there is no name, from the different styles of the bouquets, it can still be seen that one of the flowers that are obviously not British style should be given by Merlin.
, Seeing this Don Quixote, he shrugged. It seemed that he hadn't seen the old man for a long time since that funeral, and he didn't know how he was now. Of course, he spent it, proving that at least he is still alive.
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Standing in front of the slightly lonely tombstone of Lijana, both Don Quixote and Arthur Pandri were just watching quietly. In fact, both of them knew that this thing was just a thought, saying
Nothing, Liya could not hear, and there was nothing more, neither Don Quixote nor Arthur Pandri were the kind of people who like to show their inner sadness on their faces. After all, after sighing, Don
Quixote put the flowers in his hand in front of Liya's tombstone, and habitually poured her a cup of water of life. Of course, this habit only comes from himself. The world of Faren was not for the dead.
This is what it means to offer sacrifices.
"Let's go," Don Quixote embraced Arthur Pandri, who looked a little cold-faced. He knew that this woman must be in self-blame. She didn't have to say anything to comfort herself. It would be useless. It would be better to leave here, so she said that she said.
As soon as he fell, Don Quixote reached out and drew the passage of the soul world, followed Arthur Pandri and plunged in. Because he had no coordinates on the road to Tirulag, he could only pass through the soul world.
It almost spanned the entire continent, because the speed inside the soul world was several times higher than that outside the world, and it did not consume too long Don Quixote.
Tirulag's Sky Mirror is a lake and only one area, so after Don Quixote arrived in Tirulag, he found this piece of Leah day and night, but he never died.
The magical scenery I have seen is just because the time is not up to date. It is May. Whether it is the angle of light, the depth of water, or even the temperature, combined, it affects this area and causes it to
When winter is not reached, the mirror-like lake looks like a combination of heaven and earth from a distance.
"It seems that we are coming, it's really a bad time," Arthur Pandli said involuntarily after a long time, after digesting the sadness, looking at the not-so-beautiful scenery in front of us.
"It doesn't matter. This time I'll take it as a way out. When we wait for February next year, we will come back and worship Liya, and I believe we can also see the real mirror of the sky."
"It's really annoying. It's obviously the same place, but because of the wrong time, I can't see what I want to see."
"Ha," Don Quixote reached out and rubbed Arthur Pandri's head. Such a wise woman said such an angry words, which was a bit cute. "This is the world, it seems that nothing changes, but in reality
On the way, it’s changing all the time. Even in February next year, you can only see the mirror of the sky during the day, but you won’t see it at night.”
"Hmph! Aren't you a mage?" As a woman, Arthur Pandli seemed to have entered a nonsense mode. Perhaps this was related to her bad mood. At this time, she could only vent with Don Quixote.
As for Buddha, Arthur Pandli hasn't contacted it for a long time, because that guy has been in seclusion. Although he has said that he will look for her if he has something to do, in fact, Arthur Pandli is really nothing
, so he didn't bother the difficult bald man, "You can turn me into a mirror!"
"Change a mirror..." Men all have the habit of bragging in front of women, and Don Quixote is no exception. And for him, it would be better to say that he is bragging than to make Arthur Pandli happy,"
I might as well create a mirror of the sky for you...Okay."
Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and even his voice was fixed there.