Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 1962 Who doesn't like Cha Nencao

"Unbelievable power, is it in the realm of legends..." Marcel murmured in amazement, and his thinking was in a trance again.

He felt like he had been in a bizarre dream for half a quarter of an hour. His body first turned into a limp, disgusting octopus, and then was reconstructed into a clear-minded human being by a beam of fresh green light.

Even though he is quite an older and knowledgeable scholar in the GBL religion, he has never heard of a similar miraculous event, but it did happen.

But he didn't want to experience it a second time, and he didn't even want to die. Watching himself turn into a squishy, ​​sticky and smelly octopus with his own eyes was too disgusting and uncomfortable physically.

Ophelia wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and bowed to Yelin in thanks, her eyes were sincere, and her heart was full of gratitude.

Although she and Uncle Marcel are not biological father and daughter, the family relationship is not bad at all. Perhaps to put it bluntly, he saved her father, and she will always remember this kindness in her heart.

"Hey~ You are the one who picked up my crystal pendant!"

After thanking him sincerely, Ophelia raised her pretty face and looked at him. After being surprised, she suddenly felt a little strange about fate.

Although she and Yelin only met on the street at that time, picking up accessories and chatting, but the other party's delicate and clean temperament, handsome and extraordinary appearance, did leave a very good impression on her.

"Well, hello, I'm an adventurer passing by." Yelin gentleman was gentle, shook his soft and boneless little hand, and behaved very gentle... The first bite of sugarcane is always sweet.

The first impression of the Duonan leader on me was still wrong, and it gradually changed into a kind of curiosity. There is no mysterious smell behind the person behind his eyes, just like a shadowy mist, hiding too little, too little.

For example, Herder's mutation ability, when it first came to the Skyveil Night Forest, caused very painful casualties to the GBL sect at that time.

Wait... Rotesia frowned secretly, is there an ancient paper prophecy that you discovered after a long time in your cuff, me, the savior?

On the other side, the seventh curator held his dizzy forehead and panted slightly, his cheeks were pale, and his lips were blood-colored, but he subconsciously lost a bit of the tenderness of Xi Shi holding his heart. The mature charm of the intellectual young lady is a group of young girls They have a charming temperament.

Even the little elder sister who has degenerated from "鯮" to "married wife" has become more plump and radiant before marriage, but still has the curator's charming temperament like a blooming peony, with a rich fragrance of flowers.

The strength level of the seventh curator is just a very special awakened magician, far compared to the little curator who followed the brigade all the way to enjoy the treasures of heaven and earth, and Riga instilled them day and night, and forced himself to the peak of his origin.

In other words, the curator can now drag Li Haiqiong out and tear him into squid shreds.

The seventh curator pursed his thin lips, his amethyst-like magnificent and bright eyes were all fixed on Sophie's face, and he frowned anxiously. Is it a dream or a reality now?

Maybe he actually woke up from Herder's control, and everything he sees now is an illusion.

The vague and unfamiliar face in the dream actually appeared behind the eyes, and it was cloudier and gloomy than ever before.

"You know he wants to ask you a lot of questions, but you need to evacuate the residents of Skyveil Night Forest first. You have experienced everything you have experienced, and you will be fine." The curator rubbed his forehead, feeling a little bit Mrs. Sai Fu had a subtle feeling at that time.

One branch and two flowers share the same past and bloom the same future.

It's like a pair of twin sisters who played together intimately when they were older, and separated before they grew up to go their own way.

But you also know that Isadora behind your eyes is Isadora, another self, with exactly the same name and appearance.

"So, he is actually you from another world, right?" Curator Seven still couldn't help asking a question, which is also the most important question you want to know the most.

The strength of the other self seems to be very weak. Facing Herder's mental storm, his expression changed and he wandered in the courtyard.

Xiao Wuta waits for you for 8 minutes, then warms up a glass of wine, and then you go to screw the opponent's head up with a weak momentum.

"It's strange, how did he know the concept of another world." The curator sideways denied your guess, and the vision and cognition of the other self were very low, beyond the original expectation.

Is there such a silly and sweet innocence as Sai Limin, who was deceived by the saying "the sister who does business here" for a long time.

Yes, that's actually good, it's easy to communicate.

"That said, it's because you also saw the eruption of the Destroyer Era. The void was torn apart at this moment, and no fragment of time flew past. You saw another Sky Veil Night Forest and another sky city. Not much, very little..."

Concise and concise explanation, the seventh curator secretly pinched himself with his nails in the cuff, the pain was very muddy, it was a dream.

"Who am I? You don't have a very strange feeling for me. You can be sure that this is the first time you've seen my face, but it seems like it's been a long time since you've seen it." The seventh curator slightly pursed his lips and looked at the person who was talking to me. Sophie, who was talking to her leader, had a strong sense of curiosity and intimacy in her heart.

As for the concept of parallel dimensions, you just don't have any vague and small personal guesses, and there are very few detailed information that you can check out in the GBL teaching library.

"Son." The curator complained casually, mainly because the sugarcane has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, often using the energy of sucking in the literal sense, you are like raising a son.

Curator Seven: ...?
The meticulous curator Seven guessed that it should be another self's perfunctory answer. First, he said that the age was basically matched. When the other party looked at this "son", his eyes were gentle and affectionate.

Suddenly, the seventh curator had a flash of inspiration in his mind, narrowed his eyes hastily, and said in a high voice: "Have you been dating for a long time, tender grass?"

The curator's soft face froze, and he turned his head and said indifferently: "It's almost eight years away, your choice of spouse is actually his choice."

As long as there are not too many meanings and changes in the past of "myself", such as mental influence and trauma, if you can really hate people, you will basically meet the psychological conditions of the seventh curator.

So to put it another way, if Xi hates just a mouthful of juicy tender grass, he asks himself if he still knows.

The same but different flowers between the main dimension and the mirror dimension will have a mysterious connection because of my existence.

……

"Rotesia, the octopus has actually recovered. You are here to kill it. The time predicted by the ancient paper has come." The giant beast sharpened its knife, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said it out of its mouth.

The vertical ones were full just now, and the horizontal ones still had a bite to eat.

"How does he know your name? There is no ancient paper prophecy?!" Rotesya's heart skipped a beat. The ancient paper was just thrown out of the pocket jar half a day later, and only a few people knew about it.

Uh……

"He's a distinguished leader. It's strange to know his name. Alice said the ancient paper." The giant beast turned its head and said, stupid!
The work of evacuating the residents must be done quickly. Although the brigade can completely suppress the mental storm, Qianying suddenly asked, and leave Herder to you to deal with it alone.

You want an opponent who is weak enough and full of killing intent, to achieve self-breakthrough under the pressure of desperation, even if you can take a step beyond, at least move your feet back.

The apostle Li Haiqiong, who is extremely unlikely to have obtained a fragment of another dimension, is a very suitable choice.

"Be careful, don't chop up the meat." Li Hai muttered, feeling hungry again.

…………

And after a few minutes, it was like a sky-veil night forest flying over a mountain range.

Its terrifying huge mouth can swallow the sky and the earth, when it opens it can swallow the storm, breathe out the sun and the moon, and there is no other kind of vast space in its belly, and an unexpected guest is ushered in.

It is extremely cold and dry, and the smell of rancidity and sulfur is mixed together to form a smell that can be stinky and disgusting.

The flesh and blood tissue on the edge is bright red and weird, the huge pieces of meat are rising and falling with breathing, and the lava-like corrosive gastric juice is constantly dripping from the top of the head, challenging the limit of vision.

Inside the Tianveil Lihai, one could hear the rushing sound of blood flowing in the blood vessels, like waves of raging waves.

Ofili is wearing a sexy and enchanting bikini, with attractive curves, small breasts and hips, and half a rough tear mask that seems to be crying but not crying. You stare at a wall of flesh and blood, and then, stepping over, the figure flashes Just disappear and see.

The internal blood vessels are extremely thick and small, and pedestrians and horses can walk without hindrance. With the beating of Tianwei Yelin's heart, the blood is washed with a force stronger than that of the waterfall, and the temperature is extremely cold.

Ofili's body was covered with elemental energy, and his expression was always like an ancient well. He followed the blood vessels to find the heart of Tianwei Lihai.

"Herder, it's been a long time." Ofili said fiercely, with the joy of reunion and the pity of this situation.

Herder drilled through the skin of Tianwei Lihai's back, and used the water in the blood to revive his own state. At the same time, it released a very weak hallucinogenic mental manipulation, confusing Tianwei Yelin's pain perception.

However, since it was about to recover recently, it needed more blood. Several of its tentacles pierced deeper layers of flesh and blood, reaching the heart of the Skyveil Night Forest, and stabbed the Night Forest.

"It's him, Ofili!"

An extremely terrifying mental energy shot out from the blood lightly. This indescribable resentment was a mortal hatred, which triggered a mental storm on Tianwei Yelin's back.

(End of this chapter)