Dark Soul Moon

After taking a deep look at Gewei Avia and the others, Ashes' figure disappeared.

He needs to be alone and think about it.

Joan of Arc, Gewei Avia, and Ge Cide looked at the ashes that disappeared immediately, and were a little dazed.

The other party left without saying anything.

"Master Knight is gone?"

Joan reached out and picked up the necklace that had fallen on the ground.

She was keenly aware that the other party seemed to be struggling with something?

It's a pity Joan doesn't know anything.

"Oh, by the way, mother, your saint disrespected me before!"

Suddenly remembered something, Ge Cide complained.

She remembered clearly that she was being rubbed around by her mother's saint as a toy.

Even if this village girl is the mother's saint, she must be punished.

She must be made to understand that the majesty of the Sun God Race cannot be offended!

Gewei Aiweiya smiled: "It doesn't matter, after all, Joan of Arc is still young, so please forgive me."

"I'm going back first, Ge Cide. I want to discuss with Sheila and see if I can help you reshape your body."

Afterwards, Gewei Avia's figure disappeared.

Ge Cide was stunned.

Is she real?

Ge Cide, who was in a state of doubting the birth of a god, didn't notice that she was shrouded in a shadow.

It was Jeanne with her claws stretched out.

…………

Chapter 18 reappears

The next day, Joan woke up refreshed.

She holds a doll in her arms.

That was Ge Cide who had been kneaded into a doll.

The other party fell into a state of autism.

This impolite village girl can not only rub her at will, but can even rub her into other things.

Now this ugly doll body of myself is the masterpiece of the other party.

What kind of monster is this village girl?

Why can she touch the soul and fix the shape of the soul?

Ge Cide, who was made into an animal doll by Joan, has been thinking about this question.

His mother disappeared, so he went to discuss with her maid, Xila, to see if there was a way to reshape Ge Tzude's body.

At this time, Ge Cide desperately hoped that his mother could come up with a solution as soon as possible.

Otherwise, she would have turned into the shape of Joan of Arc.

The other party can rub her as much as he wants.

Ge Cide couldn't even fight back.

The other party can directly interrupt her spellcasting every time, sometimes even with her eyes closed, interrupted in her sleep!

Ge Cide has now given up the idea of ​​resistance.

Joan of Arc is her nemesis.

Why is this village girl so scary?

What is her relationship with that shameless man?

Ge Cide wanted to know.

Joan put down the doll in her hand.

After washing, she began her daily prayer routine.

"Great Sunshine Princess, your voice is as soft as the sun, and your will is as warm as the sun..."

Reciting the new version of the prayer, Joan closed her eyes and concentrated on praying.

Ge Cide sat quietly by the side, pretending to be a doll.

The other party is the mother's saint, and she doesn't want to interrupt the other party's prayer.

Afterwards, Ge Cide watched Joan's power of faith strengthened again.