After acknowledging the reality, they started chasing their husbands to the crematorium

"I'll try...Since there is no such thing in this world, I should be able to squeeze it out."

Lyle gritted his teeth, still frantically absorbing his spiritual power from the illusion in the palm of his hand,

Even poets at the thirtieth level need to be cautious and conscientious in constructing illusions,

It is obviously a huge risk to pinch it casually like him.

Once the entire system of mental power collapses, he will suffer great harm.

but...

He's really not very good at flirting. At this time, it's useless to tell her so much.

Since Su wants white violets so much... then give her one.

Take a chance at happiness...

Seeing that he was burdened so much, Su frowned vigorously: "I just said that casually! I didn't really want it!"

It's really not a blunt thing.

Because she knew that it was really difficult for the little tail flower to produce white violets.

However, she did not dare to interrupt Lyle at will, after all, this is a brand new thing,

He could only wag his tail anxiously.

"Quickly cut it off!"

"Light, lavender is very good!"

"Even if you squeeze it out, so what, it's not true!"

"I'll just obediently lift the suppression!"

Why is this person so stubborn!

The little succubus is about to jump,

I'm so mad!

"Not yet..."

There was more and more cold sweat on Lyle's face, and more and more smiles: "But wait until I become a demigod, or even step into the starry sky."

"One day, I will give you a real flower."

Su lowered his head, completely stunned,

Because after saying this, a pure white flower bud suddenly appeared in his palm,

Relying on each other, hugging in groups,

Lerto started and handed the flowers to her: "This time I opened them for you."

Then, the pure white petals spread outward.

The stamens are covered with laurel wreaths, and the petals are stacked,

It is the color of pure white moonlight, without any impurities,

Like a pure young girl, holding her face in her white and tender hands.

as unreal as a dream,

He's... really a poet.

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Chapter 140 The Shame of the Holy Light

White violets are not ordinary flowers in themselves.

In the posture of Su's purple violet, he forcibly squeezed out a blooming white violet with his imagination,

Whether it is

Until he couldn't hold on anymore and let the illusion dissipate, when the two of them went up and down the roof, Lyle still had the feeling of needles in his mind.

The little succubus stood in front of him and reprimanded forcefully: "Do you know how dangerous it was just now?"

Lyle sat on the sofa: "...I know it well."

"I do not believe."

Su tensed his face: "I've never seen you act brave..."

Dreamy white violets, she saw,

And he said...

When you reach the demigod, send a real...

"Finally, no more of this."

Su bit his lips: "That's all I said... And you know the intention of White Violet? You dare to give it away to someone casually?"

Lyle rubbed his forehead: "What intention?"

"A moment of eternity, with my love."

my love...

Lyle thought for a while: "Just treat it as a young one..."

This is the first time he has used his skills as a poet in a…

Flirting?

Also good.

It’s just that if you do it a few more times, your body may not be able to bear it.

The lack of mental power, at some point, will bring about extremely serious consequences.

When the white violet crazily absorbed his spiritual power, Lyle could even smell its mysterious and fragrant fragrance,

This is actually a manifestation of the decline in sanity.

If he rashly uses illusions to construct an incomprehensible existence beyond his own personality, his sanity will collapse first.

What the little puppet said, mind magic really kills, actually has a meaning of controlling reason.

He checked his condition,

As long as the mental power does not collapse, the problem is not big.

Su punched him hard,

Tail wagging violently,

Lyle looked puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Ilona next to her blinked her eyes and raised her middle finger: "Giving a white violet is... quite difficult for a succubus."

One to say one,

Quite sour.

Ilona swallowed quietly.

Violet is the pure land and the only symbol, and the succubus desires this kind of existence very much.

The queen's tail can also bloom small flowers, so far I haven't shown it to others.

But not necessarily lavender,

Even... maybe blue.

That is the legendary eye of the succubus,

Represents the sinking between illusion and uniqueness.

That pattern is small.

Most of the small tail flowers of succubus are also blue,

Su can have lavender, which is already surprising enough,

And the white violet has an extremely cherished symbolic meaning, even she has never seen it before.

As a result, Lyle sent a white one directly,

Really alluring.

The old aunt can't stand it either.

Ilona smiled: "You will be a demigod in the future, can you give me one?"

Su glanced at her.

Lyle: "Well...Actually, I only regard you as a respected elder..."

elder?so unfamiliar~

"Hi hi."

Ilona waved her hand: "Little villain, let's do this~"

Lyle: "?"

Ilona giggled coquettishly: "When will it be real?"

"I don't know, I'll watch it when I'm a demigod."

Lyle gently held his palm: "White violets... are not ordinary things."

Ilona raised her eyebrows: "It is said that the legendary flowers must have some kind of special power."

At least for now,