Shameless Warlock

Vol 2 Chapter 50: "dress rehearsal"

The air was a bit stagnant, and within a few minutes, Irene's expression changed 10,000 colors.

At the end, she suddenly smiled with relief:

"thank you."

"My Lord, this joke is not bad."

Xu Nan was silent.

Do I seem to be joking?

Devil or something, it's not that I haven't eaten it before. After all, the low-level devil Dai Qiansen on the lake island before still has the taste of it.

He also has a title specifically for the **** race!

But Xu Nan didn't bother to explain these things. He knew very well that the existence whispering in Irene's ear should be the one who controls the source material of Theron.

Because he had long heard that Barnes looked at Irene differently, especially in the supply of Theron wine, almost responsive.

It is precisely because of this that when Irene was writing stage plays, the creative speed was extremely smooth, which was much faster than before.

This is definitely not something the devil can do.

At least it's a small evil god!

Xu Nan looked at Irene, sensing the danger signals from her.

He knew that this girl, like Barnes, was probably an important part of the black hand plan behind the scenes.

If you want to draw it out according to the original plan, and then the Lion King will come forward to solve it, then it is best not to make extravagant branches-at least before the Mudong Festival party, you can't be stunned.

In fact, reason told him that this is the most correct way to deal with it.

Otherwise, once the black hand behind the scenes sees the crisis and retracts, the impact on Wildfire City will be endless. Xu Nan will not be stable when he becomes the lord of this city. After all, the Lion King or Luo Mang cannot be staring here all the time.

But just give up this cute girl, can you really do it?

He was asking himself.

Green's sincere request is still in his ears. Xu Nan thought he had made a cold-blooded decision, but in the end, he suddenly felt that he still couldn't bear it.

He wants to do something.

He looked at Irene seriously: "Since you know the existence of that devil, why not do something?"

"I can help you."

"Trust me, I have this ability."

Even if he didn't, there would be Paradise Lost; at this time, Xu Nan suddenly didn't bother to calculate the profit and loss.

However, Irene shook her head:

"Thank you, Lord Santo, but I don't need help."

"Maybe you think I have lost my mind, but I understand myself that I am now more awake than ever before."

"I'm just an insignificant little person, I want to fulfill my own dream...my mother's dream."

"I know what you want to say, I might die, but everyone will die, right?"

"I want to finish this work. Even if I die, this work will be handed down..."

She closed her eyes intoxicated, her eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she was completely immersed in her own world.

Xu Nan noticed that the green marks on her neck became more and more obvious.

"Not the spell of hell..."

At this moment, Xu Nan suddenly hated her lack of learning and skill.

His level of knowledge is insufficient, and the potential rituals or spells attached to Irene do not have enough discernment ability.

He can only guess an approximate.

"Perhaps, you can write good works without the help of Theron or the power of the devil?"

Xu Nan whispered to persuade: "Since you have noticed something wrong, why do you have to get caught in it?"

Irene smiled slightly:

"Because I know my mediocrity."

Xu Nan was speechless.

He could feel that at this moment, Irene's sanity was indeed very clear.

She was not distorted, nor did she have the fanatical state of Barnes.

At that moment, a trace of comprehension surged into his heart.

"The medicaments produced by sample 1 and sample 2 have completely different effects."

"If it is said that the fake wine promoted by the **** of blood will make the super magic civilization distorted and crazy; then the effect of Theron wine is obviously not like this. It will make people very calm and sober, and at the same time full of creativity..."

"What about the side effects? What are the side effects? Is it just addiction? It doesn't make sense! What does that guy want? Who is it? Why can I get the god-made creature of the God of Blood?"

More doubts poured into his mind.

However, Irene, who was sitting across from him, began to talk about some secret past events.

Perhaps Xu Nan's extraordinary charm attracted her.

Maybe it was some other reason: she might have a premonition.

"...My mother, died when I was very young."

"In my impression, she is the most beautiful woman in the world. All the advantages of me are inherited from her, except for *, this thing is probably inherited from my **** father..."

"She is from Efalia, she is a very good writer and operaist... In Efalia, she has a very high status; later because of the war, she met my father, that bastard, just the Kingdom of Lane The lowest-ranking soldier...he brutally raped her, and then died on the battlefield not long after."

"My mother’s wish during her lifetime was to create a work that would last forever; it’s a pity that she didn’t have time to finish everything, and everything was ruined by the war; no one knew why the war was necessary. Later, I learned that Afalia World Captured by the gods of the general world, this is a battle between worlds. Logically speaking, I should hate the general world very much."

"But I can't do it."

Speaking of this, Irene's face showed a clear look of recollection: "I once went back to the jungle of Efalia."

"The four seasons are like spring, warm, without wars and disputes; for the people in Wildfire City, it is simply heaven. But my people hate me because of my blood... Some people try to vent war on me The trauma it caused to them...Of course, I will not secretly blame them, I will just curse them directly..."

"Later I came to Wildfire City, and the people here accepted me. I gradually realized that the people of the Ice Plains were also unwilling to start wars. There were countless families in the Eastern Kingdom, which were broken in the jungle of Efalia... The war was originally It doesn’t matter whether it’s right or wrong, so I accepted it all and I live happily here."

"I once thought that if one day I die, please be sure to bury me in a cemetery in the north of the city. After all, there are all my old acquaintances. I will not be lonely when I die. I don’t have to walk a few steps when I get up restlessly. The tombstone next door is an old friend..."

Having said that, she smiled silently, as if telling something that had nothing to do with herself.

Xu Nan gently shook her hand, and he could feel her mood.

She really doesn't care about life and death.

Perhaps living so hard for so many years is enough torture for her.

Even if it is so open-minded and unrestrained on the surface, but being rejected by his own tribe, is it somewhat sad?

"I actually only have two wishes."

Irene placed a small biscuit carefully in her palm, drawing beautiful lines: "The first one is to fulfill my mother's last wish and create a great work."

"The second one might be a bit extravagant."

She smiled a little embarrassedly: "My mother once said before her death that after death, every Afalia should return to their roots. They will be buried under the ancestral tree and become the nutrients of the jungle. Returning to the jungle is our last Home."

"Of course, I am not a pure Afalia. I don't want to become a nutrient. Chengbei Cemetery is my destination... But I still want to see if the sacred ancestor tree in my mother's mouth is real. Towering into the sky..."

The living room was quiet for a long time.

Irene suddenly raised her head and looked into Xu Nan's eyes:

"Am I going to die?"

Xu Nan nodded gently.

Through his investigation and retrieval these days, it can be basically determined that Barnes and Irene are the most important chess pieces selected by the black hand behind the scenes. Generally speaking, death is inevitable for such a person after suffering too much pressure from the evil god.

Unless, someone killed that evil **** now.

But obviously, Xu Nan can't do something that even Stephen Sang's law enforcement team couldn't do many years ago, and not many people in this world dare to say that they can do it.

After all, at the time, Stephen Sang Baye-level figures were dispatched-almost all of them were legendary powerhouses, not comparable to the parallel six apostles like Emma.

"That's a shame."

"But I really have no retreat, I have made a decision."

Irene stood up and stretched in the sunset: "I'm going to finish that work."

"No one can stop me."

"Finally, thank you for your little cookies. Lord Santo."

Having said this, she blinked playfully and slowly disappeared on the stairs.

"That idiot Green can't even bake."

This is the last word she said.

Xu Nan sat in the living room and smiled silently.

He suddenly wanted to forcibly prevent Irene from writing the so-called ending-because he had guessed that this, this musical, this so-called wonderful ending should be the most important part of the black hand plan behind the scenes.

It may be the resurrection ceremony of the evil god, it may be an evil sacrifice ceremony, or it may be an advent ceremony.

"This **** alien world!"

Xu Nan couldn't help but spit out: "Where do I go, where does Cthulhu go?"

Emoran, the **** of blood, the man behind Theron wine... Xu Nan even doubted that he would be able to brush all the evil gods of the general world.

He controlled his impulse and warned himself: Tomorrow will be the day when the dark hands will come to light.

He must make all preparations to fight the darkness that may come.

After all, this matter is not just about the lives of Irene or Barnes, but the safety of the entire Wildfire City!

After a while, Xu Nan finally controlled his emotions.

He planned to leave Irene’s former house silently.

But when he was leaving, he suddenly saw a familiar figure in the alley.

The man was wearing a tuxedo and had a good manner.

He stood in the moonlight~www.readwn.com~ looked at Xu Nan with a light smile: