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Standing on the balcony of the mobile golden villa he chose, with a glass of clear water in his hand, Dilo Pova watched the strange jet airship leave. Of course, he felt Don Quixote's gaze. She even waved her hand deliberately, until Don Quixote and the others disappeared, a slightly weird smile appeared on her face, there is no such thing as a good thing falling from the sky, if there is, it must be a trap, So this woman is Apollo Ding, she just used divine power to disguise herself, and her name happened to be the transliteration of Apollo Ding, which is also a bad taste of Apollo Ding.

"It seems that my father's records are not wrong at all." Just now when Don Quixote accompanied her to choose a villa, she used her 'psychic power' to scan the surroundings, and also took this opportunity to observe the inside of the airship. Basically, this man is a guy surrounded by a woman. Of course, judging from his behavior, this is not his original intention. Presumably his innate soul attribute is at fault, but this is not true for Apollo. Ding is a good thing, this man obviously likes being surrounded by women, even if he won't do anything to those women, but he won't feel strange because a strange woman at first has a special crush on him up.

Also, the reason why Apollo Ding said that he is a mage who likes and is good at soul spells is to be able to get close to Don Quixote's soul in the future, and then to have a closer relationship with each other, so that Helping him become a Dharma God is not an unexpected thing.After all, there is no reason for a Dharma God to go all out to help a strange man become a Dharma God.Except for the excuse of love.In fact, this is also the most brainless excuse that needs the least explanation. What reason do you need to fall in love with someone?Especially a guy like Don Quixote with the power of rules in his soul.

Thinking of this, Apollo Ding took a sip of the clear water in the cup, raised his hand and looked at the back of the hand kissed by Don Quixote, "In the future, I will gradually become more and more fond of him. It's only logical that I care about it very much. But before that, I'd like to enjoy this strange "love" first."

Obviously, although Apollo Ding, who was invaded by Don Quixote's soul fragments, can ignore that "temptation" with his own will, but in fact Don Quixote's soul is like heroin, and she is more like a A woman who is determined not to let herself take drugs still has to suffer mentally to a certain extent, and now she suddenly relapses, and she has a refreshing feeling from the bones to the soul...

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"Clap~Clap~Clap~"

Don Quixote, who was lying on the bed, was enjoying Char Qin's 'massage', "I picked up another Dharma God casually, your luck is really good. My dear."

"Well... I'm tired today, so you're better off." Don Quixote, who was squinting his eyes, kept stroking a snow-white thigh of Char Qin who was riding on his back with one hand. "Didn't I tell you? I have more than 30 mistresses outside, and this is one of them."

"Pooh!"

"Okay, stop making trouble," Don Quixote gently squeezed Chara Qin's little feet with one hand, "In short, we have to be careful about this woman, but we don't have to pay too much attention to her. At this level, if she doesn't really want to, no one can force her to do anything, and you, who are also at this level, should understand."

"Isn't it said that it is difficult for a god to maintain his own will? It will be assimilated by the power of belief of the goddess of magic into an existence similar to the clone of the goddess, and become a terrible person who will not be interested in anything except spells. Exist." Kyle, who was lying on the other side of the bed, asked with some doubts, "Although I glanced at it from a distance, I feel that she looks normal, and there is nothing strange about her."

"Rommel is also like that, oh, I hate it, don't scratch the soles of his feet." Of course, this sentence was said to Don Quixote. As his wife, Char Qin is also aware of her husband's hobbies. I like to play with women's feet, because this matter is not uncommonly ridiculed by these two women, but Don Quixote's thick skin is comparable to the wall of sighs, and he is still playing with his own. .

"This is the only place I have some doubts," Don Quixote ignored Char. Qin and continued to play with her little feet, so that the extremely itchy Char. Qin lost his balance and fell on Kyle. , Fortunately, both of them are strong, and there is no surprise.

"Then why don't you ask her?" Xia Yaqin retracted her foot angrily, and was dragged back by Don Quixote..

"I really want to. Just now when I was thinking about going over, I heard some strange noises in her room... But counting the time, it should be over."

"..."

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"This bastard," after Don Quixote left, Xia Yaqin scratched his feet decisively to relieve the itching, "every time you know how to bully me, you never bully Sister Kyle, no! I want Take revenge on him, I will sleep with his woman!!"

A blush flashed across Kyle's face as he looked at Char Qin who was rushing over. Obviously, she was still not used to being given that by a woman, "Wait," Kyle, who knew he couldn't fight Char Qin, immediately disarmed Throwing the gun, "Jin, ah~~ I'll tell you a secret, you~~ah."

"What secret?" Xia Yaqin, who took his mouth away from Kyle's chest, kissed Kyle's face again with a smirk on his face, "Tell me..."

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"Wow~~" Compared with the bright lights of Don Quixote's house, Ji Shen Rommel's house is much darker, giving people a very quiet feeling. Rommel, who is wearing a large pajamas and has a flushed face, does not Avoiding Don Quixote, she poured him a glass of water, and then she sat back on the sofa, "What do you want me to do at such a late hour?"

"Where's Ms. Angela?"

"Sleep," Rommel said without any embarrassment, "did some exercise before going to bed. She is a little tired."

"Ha. I'm asleep. That's right, let's have an affair."

"Boom!" Naturally, Don Quixote said so in Rommel's home, and it was obviously not Rommel's ** that greeted him, but a huge pillow.

"Just kidding, kidding... what do you think of that woman?" Don Quixote picked up the cup of warm tea and took a small sip.

"That Dilo Pova? It's weird," Rommel didn't mind his exposed two calves in the warm room. "I feel that she is a bit dangerous, but she has nothing to do with us. If she really wants to harm Liu Huan, she won't come out so swaggeringly. I think she is really willing to do so."

"It's similar to what I think, so I came here this time mainly to ask you, how do you people who have integrated the godhead of the real god avoid being assimilated by the godhead of the real god? Whether it's you or that Dilo Bo Baby. They seem to retain a very independent consciousness."

"Why are you interested in this question?"

"I want to know, are you a special case? Or is it that every Dharma God and Eternal Knight King can do this? If you are special, then it can prove one thing, that woman has a problem to a large extent Yes, since it is special, it will not be universal. If she reached that height through other means, I might not be so careful, but her soul, like yours, has a faint layer of light on the outermost edge. The fire of the soul, two people who ignore the rules of the world appear in the same place. You need to use other means to make yourself reach the strength level of the first column."

"It's not because of this problem that they didn't choose to become the God of Law and the Eternal Knight King in ancient times," Rommel raised one leg and stepped on the sofa, lighting a cigarette for himself, not caring that he would be punished by Tang Ji. Hede saw his looming 'fat times', "It's a matter of belief. The true god of that era was not as strong as it is now, and people are far less firm in their beliefs than they are now, because the true god has not appeared for a long time. What people are more willing to believe is Own."

Obviously, the information Don Quixote received was changed again, but he did not differ too much. After all, it is normal for some deviations in the world of Faerun, such as oral traditions, "That is to say, the God of Law and the Eternal Knight Is it true that the king can reach the point where he will not be assimilated by the true god's divinity through some means?"

"Aren't you always curious about why Angela is just an ordinary woman without any abilities, but she can accompany me for nearly 1000 years without aging? Also, don't you see how I look like a pure Sun God believer , although I believe in Goddess Apollo Ding, in fact, the purity of my belief is far from meeting that requirement."

"Ms. Angela?" Don Quixote narrowed his eyes slightly, "What does this have to do with her?"

"Faith transfer," Rommel also felt a little bit of confusion on the face of this man who seemed to know everything for the first time, so he was also quite proud, after all, he always had a stupid feeling in front of him. , this time it can be regarded as a bad breath.

"It is me who has merged with the godhead, but because the will of the true god contained in the godhead and the pure power of faith received through the godhead are transferred to Angela by me, wrapped in the power of faith, Time stood still for her."

"However, Ms. Angela seems to be normal, except for a little less talking..."

"In this world," Rommel exhaled smoke at Don Quixote, "there is a kind of people who are born to look holy, giving people a feeling of being far away from the world, and their souls will not be affected by outsiders. Influenced and bewitched by things, even the power of belief in the true god is the same, they can also maintain their own independent will. "

"Are you praising me?" Don Quixote sensitively captured the two keywords of not being influenced by the outside world and being bewitched, but he thought of his own soul for a moment, and he asked, and it was the same. It proved that Don Quixote believed in this woman very much, and even told her some secrets of his soul, such as being unable to be controlled by any magic and secret techniques.

"Your Excellency Don Quixote," Rommel said with deep contempt in his eyes, "Please pay attention to what I said earlier, it is extremely holy, far away from the world, and it is 'they' not 'them'," Apparently in Germanic grammar, pronouns describing masculine and feminine are also pronounced differently.

"Ha," Don Quixote couldn't help laughing, obviously he was a little too sensitive, but he still developed a strong interest in this kind of soul that is very similar to himself, "Wise Ms. Rommel, I would like to hear about her detailed."

"Huh~" Rommel, who apparently finally defeated Don Quixote once, seemed a little complacent, but after thinking about Don Quixote's soul is actually more special, in front of him, Angela's soul is nothing, Somewhat discouraged, I could only snort softly, because although there are few people like Angela, you can always find a few. It's a pity that she has only seen a soul like Don Quixote for more than 1000 years. , Which one is stronger and weaker does not need words.

"Angela is a person who lives in her own world, it's like..."

Looking at Rommel who hadn't uttered a word for a long time, Don Quixote sighed, put down the teacup in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, he created an illusion on the coffee table, on which a small figure sitting on a chair appeared. The person looks the same as Angela, with a lonely and desolate expression. There is a spotlight above her head, but it only illuminates her feet and a small area around her, as if dividing the world into two parts, "I think What you mean is that things outside the lights cannot enter Angela's heart without Angela's consent, yes." (To be continued...)

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