Quick Wear: Driving Gods in a Dark Fairy Tale

The human-high weeds perfectly hid Doria's figure. As the breeze blew, countless fine, white gentian flowers appeared under the weeds.

The white gentian holds its head high, and spreads out its layers of petals wantonly. The clean and smooth green stems support the blooming flowers, which look like thornless roses, but are more delicate and holy than roses.

They bloom all over the mountains and plains, and no matter how tall the weeds are, they cannot stop them.

The petals of Platycodon look so soft, tender and fragile, but they exist perfectly here, blooming wantonly among the weeds, stretching out every petal on the flower stem.

Seemingly fragile yet tough.

This reminded Doria of the small town she had accidentally passed by.

That small town was really strange. Every household had their doors and windows closed, but they all had entire gardens outside their houses. There were only roses in the gardens, and they were all surrounded by high fences.

Those roses and these gentian are too similar, but unlike the tender gentian, the roses are covered with thorns.

The bloody red color is like flowing blood. Every flower is growing beautifully and every flower is about to bloom.

None of those roses bloomed.

——If a rose blooms, it is destined to be ravaged and destroyed.

So, as the owner of the rose, would you choose to let it continue to bloom, even if its beauty only lasts for a moment?

Or let it wither away and retain its eternal beauty?

Doria looked at Xia Lin, who was blown away by the monster and lay on the ground for a long time, and a cold smile appeared on her lips. The black mist that was originally just lingering on her fingertips suddenly raged, almost enveloping her whole body. She could only see the pair of bright red pupils in the thick black mist.

If the owner of a rose cannot even protect her rose and can only let it be ravaged and destroyed, it only shows that the owner of the rose is a waste and her rose is not even treated well.

Her roses not only have to bloom, but also bloom wildly and beautifully.

Those hands that try to break her rose and destroy her rose should be chopped off and fed to the dogs.

Unfortunately, it is not the right time for her to take action yet.

Dear Rose, please be patient.

Be patient a little longer.

The damage caused by Xia Lin's tiny piece of glass to the monster was almost negligible. Apart from the pain and itchiness that was lighter than an ant bite, there was nothing else.

But Xia Lin is different.

Even though the monster hadn't actually done anything to Xia Lin and had only used its tentacles to throw her away, the force of the tentacles, which were larger than a house, in throwing Xia Lin away should not be underestimated.

The monster's huge body was like a small mountain, and each of its tentacle was as big as a house in a small town.

Compared to it, Xia Lin is just an ant.

It would be easier for the monster to crush her than to crush a grasshopper.

"Boss, why haven't you killed her yet? What are you doing keeping this bitch around?"

Behind the monster, a group of scarlet little beasts slowly surrounded it.

They are not as huge as monsters, and are smaller than normal humans. They are shaped like wild boars, with sharp red hair all over their bodies. They have huge mouths covered with sharp fangs, and a crack from the base of the mouth to the back of the head.

"Hey, you're still out so late, aren't you just waiting to be played with by the boss?"

"This girl is much worse than the last one. Why is she covering her face with a handkerchief? She's so hypocritical. Isn't she just trying to attract the boss's attention? The boss is about to eat her up. How disgusting."

"Boss, are you reluctant to eat so fast? Why don't you finish playing first and then eat? It's hard to find little girls nowadays. It would be so boring if there is nothing to play with in the future."

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