A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

Most of the roots, slender as pea vines, had sharp, flat bells hanging from them, while others bore the faces of old camelfish.

Tens of thousands of trees and vines in the dome washed the direction of Shanna like a waterfall of vitality. The roots destroyed the evil flower and lifted her up, making the girl like a puppet full of pipes. Blooming countless colorful and sinister purple petals, the voices climbed upwards, and back and forth—

"Zana Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Shanna Nathanna Sannashanna!"

Shannah, who was hanging, raised her head and responded in a trance: "Here I am, Father."

"Come to Dad."

Carlosson took out Luntia from the suitcase—to be honest, the "twilight" feature is also the safest, most usable and relatively safe tranquilizer among epidemic doctors.

[Echo Secret Vine] can recall the mystery, he intends to inject Luentia into his spiritual veins, so as to temporarily achieve the effect of the Little Duke, or even stronger.

However, the bells on his vines were withering, replaced by noises that caused severe pain to the brain.

"Zanna Shanna Sanna Shanna—"

"I am here--"

Carolson pressed his temples and backed upside down, but he suddenly discovered that his hollow fingers also opened thousands of small mouths, they gnawed on the acupuncture points, and burrowed in like insects, as if they were going to use magic sounds to infuse the brain into a Another shape.

At this moment, bright red sap flowed from the vines on the dome, and the thick blood flowed through the noisy evil flowers. The noise seemed to be deprived of all spirituality, and suddenly died down.

Outside the door, epidemic doctors wearing beak masks and medals of various colors rushed in.

The plague doctor in the red mask asked: "It's a very dangerous curse, even so, do you want to use it as a container?"

The shadow floating like deep darkness said: "A little curse will not be bigger than what he bears, and it is perfect to curse with a curse 'curse'."

"But that's not just a curse, Mr. Ariente, what should I call it, divinity?" asked the plague doctor in the white mask.

"Divinity, the distortion and reconstruction of the mystery by the will, the key to authority," said the plague doctor in the red mask, "One of the reasons why your spiritual vein owners want to shape the spiritual vein into a symbol is that the symbol contains will. Naturally born spirit The difference between pulse symbols is that symbols that lack stable cognition can easily distort the self... Spirit veins that spontaneously give birth to divinity are even rarer."

Another epidemic doctor said: "I feel the power of illusion."

"It's a dream," the white-masked epidemic doctor said solemnly, "In my memory, it should come from other people's spiritual veins..."

"Transplanting the spiritual veins in the spiritual veins, Sir Luluo reported this problem, the divinity is not born spontaneously," the black plague doctor asked coldly, "Little Sun Grace, what is its name?"

"..." The white mask looked around, raised his head and asked, "Are you calling me?"

"Of course it's you. Isn't Shanna from the same church as you? However, you come from many churches, and it's okay to be forgetful occasionally."

"It's called [Taoyuan], my dear lord baby," the white mask replied softly, "one of the three paths leading to the benevolent Father."

530. Requiem therapy

In the warmly decorated ward, the girl as pale as paper woke up to the ethereal and beautiful vocal music. Although she vaguely remembered what horrible things had happened to her, this was the first time in the past two years that she did not open her eyes from the nightmare. Tighten up, feeling relieved, the sense of alienation and ease made Shanna's eyes flash confused for the first moment, so that the half of the corroded ferocious cheek beside the hospital bed did not frighten her.

"She's awake," said Carlosson, with gnawing marks on his skin.

Outside the one-way mirror covered by the flower curtain, the epidemic doctor Hei Xun seemed to be floating without saying a word. On his left were Cloris, Carolson and the attending physician who are related to Shanna, and on the right was Earl. Si and other loyal fans with a good status, behind them are other Hongxun and Zixun epidemic doctors, or people from the association, or wanderers from all over the world who want to get a glimpse of the cases.

As Carolson and Shannah said, Ariant's vote made the girl's result no longer suspenseful. Choosing a cursed girl who is in danger as a divine vessel is full of variables, and retreating may be to sit back and watch the will of the Savior of All Souls die. , but radical choices may also worsen the situation. The high-ranking epidemic doctors who make decisions will not waste their subjective considerations because of the one-sided words of the Murphy faction. The reputation of Ariant can even support some wanderers with a neutral attitude.

Bloodborn is a dark race that is criticized in the deep world, but Ariente is the only exception. Even those who hate bloodborn must recognize the contribution and integrity of "blood therapy".

"A record can contain such peaceful power," Murphy said in his hoarse, cold voice, "Has Ariente been researching a way to cure her? You handed the little girl to the Association for treatment, secretly But concealing the divinity of [Taoyuan], cleverness is good, if Ariente can really heal the little girl, it is not impossible for the association to reserve a place for him."

"Carolson has reported the existence of [Taoyuan] to the association. With the strength of the association, it should be easy to find out that this is the source of Shanna's mental deterioration... As we all know, Mr. Baby Murphy is a highly skilled Hei Xun , Stripping [Taoyuan] shouldn’t be a problem, right?” Cloris replied, “What’s more, I don’t know that the symbol of Qifa contains divinity, and Mr. Ariente doesn’t know either. We want to make Shanna gets better as soon as possible, that's all. I believe that most epidemic doctors are kind people, and they will never do such vicious things as using a girl as a tool, what do you think, my lord baby?"

The mask has a real name and is connected to the person's soul. If necessary, it can replace the person to bear the curse, the backlash of the contract, and the gaze of evil forces. This makes some epidemic doctors who travel abroad often use code names.However, the epidemic doctor can call the mask or his real name, depending on the relationship, cultural traditions, and usage habits of the addresser.

Few people called a Hei Xun so nondescriptly as Cloris, especially in public.

Cloris didn't know why Murphy hated Ariente so much, but since he dared to hate Wujiwu, the girl didn't hesitate to talk.

Fighting is impossible. Before Ariente came, Cloris must have been hiding as far away as possible, but now, the girl wished that Murphy would curse herself like last time. This confirmed the last complaint, It can also help you stabilize your image as a victim.

In private, Carlosson's close friend of the epidemic doctor asked why Cloris dared to call Murphy so naturally, and the girl replied quite frankly: "Sister Dragon King is called like that! I thought it seemed very close, didn't I?"

This is obviously a child's play for the Red and Zixun present here. Not even the blind can see the smell of gunpowder in the confrontation. Helping the epidemic doctor go in without knowing it, it is easy to be fooled by the girl's gentle posture.

Spread the word, not to mention ruining Heixun's reputation as a plague doctor, but at least make Murphy feel awkward from scalp to toe—if he still has a normal human body.

The divinity was hidden by Qifa in Shanna's spiritual veins, which also aroused Cloris' vigilance.The girl once thought that Qifa died in Guantuo's swallowing, but now it seems that there are more than one backhands left by that sinister and vicious guy.

Use death to transfer the curse of bad luck, and use Shanna as an opportunity for resurrection?

If this is the case, Cloris must send a letter to Moxiu. Such a cunning guy will not put all his hopes in Shanna's basket.

"Which enchanter made that record?" Murphy didn't get entangled with Cloris. After all, he was one of the masters of the association. He calmed down and asked, "Through the rhythm of the voice, give such a record." Special effects, very suitable as an auxiliary means of psychological healing."

"The record is not enchanted," Cloris said, "it's just singing, with your voice," she said slightly surprised, "I didn't expect you haven't heard it."

"Hmph, I must have heard it? What's the point!"

Cloris sighed: "Master Baby, I think you haven't left the Lake of Watching for a long time, right?"

"So what?" Murphy dismissively said, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"Then I'm afraid you don't know the singers who are all the rage recently," Cloris said regretfully, "I still suggest you go out and see more, the world is changing with each passing day, what you hear is what you see is what you see, just stay in the rabbit cage How about waiting for others to feed the information to their mouths, who knows if the subordinates will use their privileges to do some things with their eyes closed, are you right?"

The girl took a special look at Erez.

"You don't have to worry about my ability to judge," Murphy said coldly, "I can tell who is the loyal guard and who is the vicious dog with three surnames."

"Tsk." Cloris fell silent.

In the ward, Shanna stared at the man in front of her. Half of his face was young and handsome, while the other half was terrifying. She faintly felt uncomfortable due to the evil smell of corruption, but she didn't feel scared: "It's a very nice song."

"I just heard it yesterday. It's very peaceful. This singer has a fierce tone, but I think the requiem is more suitable for you." Ariente caressed her forehead, her cold index finger like a cold storage in summer, To further soothe the girl's manic mood, "Do you remember what happened?"

"I..." Shanna frowned and recalled, "Sir, I dreamed about Dad—"

"Shh, now, fade that person's image from your consciousness," Ariente said, adjusting the passage of the record, "Don't let false dreams curse someone you care about."

There was a hint of confusion in Shanna's eyes: "Curse...?"

"Your father is fine, your body is fine, the problem lies in your spirit," Ariant said softly, "the power of the curse has invaded your consciousness, and it deliberately shows you terrible things, just to make you You surrender, and when you are on the verge of collapse, its power can escape from the cage, and it will jump wherever you miss it."

"Then dad—"

"Hush," Ariente cut the girl's eyebrows with his index finger, and a streak of purple-black dirty blood flowed out and flowed into his fingers, "The problem now is that you may hurt everyone including your father, we must Only by working together can the curse be overcome, Shanna, do you trust the doctor?"

The vocal music played on the record already made Shanna calm, and Ariente's voice was even more convincing. Especially when the old camel fish was mentioned, her worried and confused expression suddenly became more determined than before.

"I don't want anything to happen to my father..."

"Shh, don't think about it at all," Ariente said, "What you have to do is to forget it, including memories, including curses..."

"It's a very common hypnosis." Outside the window, Erles, the Red Xun epidemic doctor, snorted. "Is this really effective? Blood therapy is not worthy of the name."

"There is no best thing in this world, only more suitable ones," Blaise Harker drifted away in a leisurely voice, "The tricky curse that requires all of us to go all out, but Senior Ariente only uses the most common Hypnosis can relieve it, I won’t say who is fishing for fame, everyone knows.”

If Ariant wanted to be Black Hoon, Blaise Harker was the first to vote for it.

The reason is simple, Hei Xun, who has dominated the association for 100 years, is too watery—not because of his strength.

Back then, Julisson Sobertus tried to bring the epidemic doctors into the arena to balance the structure of the ancient spirit court. Murphy used his own strength to connect various ministries to form an association. It is said that he even invited all seven black epidemic doctors he could find to help out. Just to integrate the power of the epidemic doctor and settle in Gulingting.Compromising with various forces is indispensable, including Blaise Harker's grandfather, who is both a plague doctor and a lord.

Time has passed, and when the second century comes, most of the Hei Xuns have already left the field. However, the charter when Murphy founded the association stipulated that three Hei Xun epidemic doctors would be elected for a new term every [-] years, and they would take turns in charge of power.Relying on this method, he left the Dragon King and another Hei Xun to strengthen the cohesion of the epidemic doctors.

The benefits are also obvious. The Dragon King brought the tree of life and the tree goblin group, and another Hei Xun made more epidemic doctors choose to join the association.

It's a pity that the Dragon King never does anything, and the other Hei Xun...

After perfunctory Murphy, he left Gulingting and continued to roam around the world.

Because of this, Murphy can be said to be the well-deserved leader of the association.Even Blaise Harker and other chaebol families have to hold their noses.

Blaise Harker thought about cooperating with Murphy, but he couldn't stand the chairman's "bias" and took the lead in supporting Erez's cronies.However, resources are limited, and when someone grows, someone must shrink. When it comes to stakes, Blaise Hack is always negligent. This also planted the seeds for the factional division of the Life Research and Protection Association.

There are no endless conflicts on the surface, but behind the scenes, I don’t know how many epidemic doctors like Blaise Huck hope to jump out of Hei Xun and Murphy who represent the interests of everyone, and it’s better to be like the Dragon King and don’t care about the bottom .

It's a pity that Luohua has no intentions, and Ariente's desire for power is almost zero.He is alone except for the castle of the dark world, and he does not need resources to knock wonders.

After comforting Shanna to sleep, Ariant came out of the ward. He nodded to Cloris, and then said to Murphy: "Although [Taoyuan] prevented Shanna's body from being swallowed by the curse, it polluted it instead. For her soul, I need the master of that song to assist in healing, and it would be best if the association could invite him."

Murphy asked, "Is he special?"

Ariente nodded and said: "His voice contains a very strange spirituality. It is not only an unforgettable power, but also faces the extreme opposite, the ghost," he said, "The forgotten place that no one can reach, its existence It is only learned by scholars and ancient gods based on some mysterious phenomena."

Murphy looked at Erez, and Erez turned back to look at his colleagues, staring wide-eyed.

"Falucines," Cloris said, "I heard his concert last year, but I'm not sure if he's still in Gulingting. Artists are always wandering around the world..."

531. True Empty Glove White Wolf

Not all plague doctors do not know the name of Phalucines.His singing voice fascinated countless listeners, and the story he performed became a good story that was sung by generations of theaters later. Even a reckless man who never listened to music would stop in front of his records for a long time.

The only downside is that, with the innovation of popular singing methods and genres, even with the natural sounds of Phalucines, its vocal music will not be much better than the current popular music in terms of spread.More importantly, listening to a record [-] times is not as good as experiencing its singing voice in a theater.

"Last year, I also had the honor to see Faluchens. He is an elegant and friendly singer, but his deep-rooted arrogance makes him hardly participate in any affairs other than performances, and his strength is unfathomable," said Bry Ci Hack said leisurely, "He is still in the Sea of ​​Floating Stars. It is said that he wants to use the inspiration brought by the stars to perfect his creation. President Murphy, why don't I invite Phalucines in the name of the Phillips Foundation? How was the Lake of Watch performance?"

It's not a big deal.Murphy nodded: "In that case, it's up to you to arrange it." He looked at the foreign epidemic doctors, "During this period of time, everyone has been worrying about Shanna, and the association still has a few confidential topics that really matter. If you are exploring, if you are interested, you can send a letter to the audit department to participate together and provide some valuable opinions for our research.”

"Dr. Murphy," a Red Order epidemic doctor asked, "Can you tell us what the state of the Savior of All Souls is now, so that you can find a cursed daughter like Shanna as a container for it?"

"I can only say that His will is dying, and we only want to ensure the continuation of the inheritance," Murphy said rustlingly, "Everything has its own end, so there is no need to worry or regret."

"Do I need to join the association to participate in your research?"

"Of course not, the association never restricts the freedom of every epidemic doctor," Murphy smiled lightly, "However, if you choose to join, you have to abide by the new rules."

Ariente had no intention of participating in the association's affairs. He and Cloris left the hall outside the ward and found a secluded lounge to sit down. He watched the girl's mask fade into a flower vine on the side cheek, and asked: " Did the common people trouble you?"

"I called for a helper, and he gave up." With a smug smile on the corner of Cloris's mouth, she threw the little duke on the table, "He dares to make a mistake in front of me, and he will die without a burial... ..."

"Let that old dog who is neither human nor ghost die without a place to bury him!" the little duke echoed sharply.

Ariente looked at the little duke, his eyes seemed to be able to point directly at the soul essence of the dead thing, he said: "Luentia's soul has died, but there will always be some impressions of the original owner's personality in the spirit veins, come to the ancient spirit Did you encounter any curse after the court, I feel that the shadow puppet has more of your soul characteristics."

"My soul?"

"Just a trait."

"It doesn't look like me at all!" Cloris frowned, "What do you think?!"

"Her Majesty is right," the arrogant little duke rarely shrank his neck, "it doesn't look like that at all."

Ariant took a drop of blood from his fingertips and let it float on the table. As the strange scarlet power spread, the drop of blood gradually replicated and proliferated, and in the blink of an eye it became a living ball of flesh and blood the size of a baby's fist.

He explained: "The breeding of my blood into a new lower life does not mean that it will become me, but it accepts the gift and radiation of my power, and it will have some characteristics related to my flesh and blood, and your shadow puppet , "He paused, "It seems that you have a partial subconsciousness under the influence of your soul and thoughts. This should not be the case of a normal spiritual vein. I speculate that your spirit has some special conditions, which led to the power It radiates outward and affects this shadow puppet—it comes from the demigod spirit vein, and it is undoubtedly your puppet with the most potential at present."

"I have been carefully controlling my consciousness, and I don't even have any impression of my spiritual metabolism," Cloris fiddled with her index finger, and under her conscious control, the little duke danced like a puppet, Without saying a word, "You have seen that succubus, it seems that because of [Dream Walker]'s promotion ceremony, my soul was connected with her, when I meditate, that guy can invade my dream, is this the reason ?”

"I'm not particularly good at psychiatric diagnosis," Ariente shook his head and said, "What is your next promotion direction?"

Cloris replied: "[Spiritual Staff Officer], then I will be able to extract and refine the soul, so that the shadow puppet can move independently. Mr. Ariente, are you sure that something is wrong with my spirit?"

"I can't see it now, maybe I once had it, and then it healed itself, just like a small cold after catching a cold for ordinary people," Ariente reassured, "I just think that the Little Duke is not like this when he was in the city that never sleeps." vivid."

Cloris was silent.

Diagnosing mental conditions must be done by a soul master or a dream walker. Even if Veronica is ignorant, she can still make a relatively accurate judgment with her talent and instinct, but that means she has to let go of the diagnoser In my own spiritual world, with the virtues of a succubus, let alone being a good doctor, she is considered a noble person if she doesn't play herself crazy!

"You don't have to worry about it. As I said, the little duke was only radiated by your power at certain moments. It looks completely different from you, but there are always diverse personalities hidden in the human subconscious," Arien said. "Even if you're cautious by nature, there aren't moments when you crave indulgence," Tet said.

Cloris smiled awkwardly, but at this moment she became more reserved.

"After you are promoted, you can consider filling the little duke with spiritual matter, so that it can independently breed a new will. Although it looks autonomous now, it is more influenced by your subconscious mind, and is essentially subordinate to your subconscious mind." Put forward yourself After the suggestion, Ariente turned to ask, "What's the matter with the common people, he doesn't bother you anymore?" He picked up the little duke and observed it repeatedly, thinking, "I can still feel the vague curse To the far end."

"It's the Hall Master," Cloris smiled slyly, "Because of my outstanding talent and noble character, I am now under the protection of the Star Luo Temple!"

Ariente could see the little smugness in Cloris' eyes, and recalled his surprise when he first saw the girl, at this moment he was able to calmly accept all seemingly unreasonable things, and smiled: " You can always pull most people to your side."

"However," Cloris still couldn't help worrying, "the little duke's curse is always a trouble, and if it is not cleared away, it will always be a symbol of the common people."

"It's a very hidden mark, and I'm not sure about eradicating it. With the cunning unique to your disciples, I'm not sure if it's a bait," Ariente said frankly, "If I remove the superficial mark, the common people will actually still be there." There is a deeper curse hidden, which will mislead you, and, in a short period of time, I have not cleared it without destroying the little duke's veins."

"Forget it," Cloris shrugged, and put the shadow puppet into the ring, "just treat it as bait."

At this moment, the girl noticed that Ariente was looking at the door behind her, she turned her head, and a pitch-black bird's beak mask imprinted into her eyes with boundless darkness.

"He looks very evil!" Cloris pouted, not hiding her dislike for Murphy.

She hated Murphy, but she couldn't speak of hatred.

Ariente smiled lightly and said, "Murphy was cursed by the Lightless Kingdom—that's the power that fell from the night of the upper realm to the deep realm."

A dark cloak floated over, and he sat down on the right side of the girl and on the left of Ariente, forming a triangle: "Master? Disciple?"

"Tsk, listen to the peeping tom in the corner."