Mystery: Lucky One

Chapter 175 Chapter 49 is particularly lucky

Alice was playing with her fingers in the alley.

She tried to make the shadows of her hands look like cats, rabbits, deers, etc., and finally sighed in boredom.

Amon is better. He can still play cards with himself when he is bored... Well, can you call Amon over to play cards with him... Just pray...

Alice quickly interrupted this dangerous thought.

After all, in that case, it would be hard to tell whether she was playing cards with Amon or Amon was playing cards with Amon.

Alice sighed sadly, thinking about the shadow of what she should place next.

Well, wait a minute...

Alice raised her head and looked blankly at the fog around her.

The fog...is it getting thicker?

This is a demigod.

The surrounding iron-black and light-yellow mist seems to indicate the situation. This demigod from the Witch Sect seems to have completed what she set out to do and is admiring her results.

The good news is that she didn't hit the air, and her spirituality was suddenly attacked. Although there was an insurmountable gap between them, a vague figure still appeared in the mist.

Alice stood up in confusion and stood in the thicker fog for a while. Suddenly, as if she felt something, she frowned and looked at the pedestrians in the thick fog.

The ice spear came carrying white frost, and wherever it passed, beautiful and deadly ice condensed.

After the enemy is dead, she will have plenty of time to consider these issues.

The bad news is—this man, Alice has met.

Then she got good news and bad news.

If she had to say it, Alice only had one thing to say about this news: "Fuck your fate, do you call this special luck?"

——Her promotion ceremony is completed.

These people passed by her in a hurry, as if they were in a hurry to go home. Alice watched them pass by, then gathered her spirit and smashed them hard.

For a moment, Alice thought that she might as well wait for death. She couldn't fight or run anyway, so it would be better to die and wait for resurrection...

...Forget it if I get stabbed to death, I don’t want to freeze to death!

Alice watched Ms. Despair condense a sharp, crystal-clear ice spear in her palm and throw it towards her. She immediately understood that the other party had no intention of letting her leave any last words.

The holy witch she had seen in her dream emerged from the mist and looked at her with a cold expression.

Even though the current scene was filled with too many outrageous coincidences, and even though Alice had "no threat" written all over her body, she still insisted on her own knowledge, and launched an attack directly without any nonsense.

Then, the demigod was attacked by her.

Alice looked at the demigod in front of her who was suspected to be from the Witch Cult, and said softly: "Do you mind if I leave a last message?"

Ms. Despair had no intention of answering this. As an experienced demigod, she had seen too many things along the way from being an "assassin".

Alice, who longed for a painless death, decided to struggle again. She threw herself to the left, intending to avoid the blow.

Alice knew that her expression must be extremely shocked, not only because of this embarrassing scene, but also because of news that she didn't know whether it was good news or bad news.

But her evasive action was too late and too slow. The ice gun hit her right waist and abdomen, making a "ding" collision sound.

The pain is not the pain of the body being penetrated, but the pain caused by the force of the impact, but the pain caused by the residual force of the impact.

But Alice was no longer in the mood to pay attention to this. She knew what was there—that winning streak from Charlie King.

Alice could confirm this without looking, because the ice gun shattered the fragile barrier, exposing the fatal attraction to her again.

It's terrible, at this juncture...

Alice's brain was in chaos, her body fell to the ground, the iron cigarette box slipped out, and the charming gold coin rolled out of it, rolled along the road, and reached her mouth.

She didn't notice that Ms. Despair had condensed a second ice spear and threw it towards her. She didn't even notice that the gold coin was stained with the dust on the ground and looked extremely dirty.

Alice subconsciously stuck out her tongue and licked it.

The gold coin that was already covered in dust was rolled into her mouth with her tongue, and she completely lost the ability to pay attention to the ice spear that pierced her.

The moment the gold coin entered her mouth, it melted into a gel-like substance and slid down her throat smoothly.

The source that had been affecting her disappeared, and Alice briefly regained her senses for a moment. An inappropriate thought slipped through her mind: It turns out that swallowing sex like this really won't cause choking...

After that, Alice completely lost consciousness.

……

The first ice spear was luckily blocked. Without any hesitation, Ms. Despair threw the second ice spear at Alice who was lying on the ground.

At the same time, the spider web spread silently on the ground, eliminating the possibility of her escape.

Coupled with the plague in the fog, she was dead... Ms. Despair watched with satisfaction as the ice spear struck Alice's soft waist and abdomen that lacked bone protection.

This time there was no coincidence. The ice spear penetrated deeply, but no blood flowed out.

The beautiful yet deadly frost began to spread from the wound, eroding Alice's body.

If nothing happens, she will become a beautiful ice sculpture.

if nothing unexpected happened.

Ms. Despair watched in astonishment as a woman with black hair, black eyes, a beautiful but dull face, and a long hooded classical robe appeared in front of her.

She didn't see any movement from the other party, but she saw the girl lying on the ground disappear suddenly.

Only the two of them were left at the scene.

It was also a stranger who suddenly appeared, but the one in front of her was different from Alice - the child almost had no threat written on her face, but at this moment, Ms. Despair only felt great fear and despair.

——The spirit is telling her to give up the struggle.

why?

The answer was quite obvious. She stared blankly at her body, starting from her fingers and rapidly disappearing centimeter by centimeter.

Ms. Despair wanted to stop her, but everything was too fast. She had no time to do anything. She could only watch as she was erased bit by bit by the mysterious power like a superfluous figure in a landscape photo.

The place where she originally stayed was empty, with nothing there.

At this moment, only the woman with black hair and black eyes and a beautiful face was left in the alley.

On that dull face, the brows furrowed slightly, and then, as if he remembered something, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing an unskilled smile.

Immediately afterwards, even this figure disappeared, and the surroundings were extremely silent, as if no one had appeared.

(End of this chapter)