A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

Cloris asked in surprise, "Not a dream walker can enter the dreamland?"

"Of course, all beings capable of dreaming can enter the dreamland, just need to arrange materials and rituals," Blaise Harker poured stacks of fried corn into his mouth, even if his beard curled up, Still stained with oil, he wiped his mouth with the handkerchief in his pocket, and said, "However, people with average soul strength are indeed not suitable for staying in the dreamland for a long time, otherwise they will be easily sucked in, and they will never be able to return to their physical bodies."

The step that Blaise Harker mentioned was the loss of the dreamland in Cloris' understanding.

At this time, the restaurant seemed to suddenly quiet down, and the sound of cooking gradually stopped amidst the goblin's muttering.

Cloris raised her head and found that the plague doctors who were dining were walking outside. Blaise Harker and Carloson stood up, and they stared at the dark plague doctor coming from the other side and the dozen or so people behind them. The follower looked dignified.

The spoon in Cloris' hand stopped.

Why is this scene so resembling the presence of the school bully, and the other students shy away?Will her "new student" not be bullied?

From the mask to the cloak, the pitch-black plague doctor looked like a deep shadow. He didn't make any footsteps, and his whole body seemed to be floating in the air, without the slightest weight.Its mask is made of metal, with rivets embedded on the edges, and the bent black steel bars penetrate deep into the nape of the cloak-covered neck, and the shadow gears are turning inside the translucent skull without any ticking sound.

He "floats" to the table and sits down.

Cloris realized that she was being watched, but she still didn't stand up, but trembled: "Please, may I ask..."

"Ariant is somewhat of an upright person," said a hoarse old voice under the black mask, "I can hardly imagine that he has such a cunning student as you."

"I don't understand." Cloris said bluntly, she saw the black badge worn on the cloak, engraved with wriggling white bones, which was the symbol of Hei Xun's epidemic doctor, "living bones".

There are circles of dark shadows around the living bones, which seem to be the personal marks of the person in front of him.

The girl remembered that the first stage of the epidemic doctor was the green new leaf, also known as the green Xun epidemic doctor.From green to black, it roughly symbolizes the germination and death of life.

"Ariant is a descendant of blood. He is not weak enough to be burned to death by the sun, but he is not so weak that he likes the sun," Heixun said. "Who are you?"

"Mr. Murphy," Blaise Harker said, "such an opening seems inappropriate as a welcome ceremony for newcomers."

"Then, let's congratulate." Heixun disease doctor stretched out a withered black hand bone from under the cloak, "Ariente's student, right?"

"Murphy," Blaise Harker's tone turned cold, "even I dare not shake your hand."

"Do you think I'll hurt her?" Murphy laughed hoarsely, and looked at Cloris again, "Gentle little girl, do you think I'm a bad person?"

"I..." Cloris cursed in her heart.

Is this bastard trying to force her to break her personality?

However, the epidemic doctor should not hurt her, right?In her proclamation of performing the ceremony, the plague doctors should help each other...

Well, the issue of the God of Light has caused two groups of people to fight for their brains, and mutual help may be just a beautiful vision.

Without waiting for the girl to say anything, the chair she sat on suddenly climbed into a black corrosive shadow.

On the side, the invisible darkness also imprisoned Carlosson and Blaise Harker, and the two of them failed to make a sound. Only Carlosson's [Echo Secret Vine] stretched out, and broke free for a moment by copying the other party's ability. But only for a moment.

"You!" Cloris remained unmoved.

According to her experience along the way and her understanding of epidemic doctors, she really doesn't believe that any colleague will hurt herself because of personal grievances.

"If you must greet..." Cloris looked serious, and there was no possibility of evasion under the threat of the other party, so she simply held the bone of the hand generously.

Cold and dry.

Just touching it can make people feel extremely depressed.

Cloris saw that her hand was turning black and melting, and the power of the curse poured into the touch of the void like a sea tide, making it too late for her to filter it.

At this time, the flower vines on her face suddenly stretched out her snow-white top hat and shawl, and the darkness quickly dyed the dress, and the mystery flowed under the "common life" costume, and then turned into billowing black smoke covering the entire restaurant, Sweep towards Murphy!

The moment the thick corrosive smoke touched the pitch-black plague doctor, it seemed to roll into a whirlpool and be swallowed up immediately.

Cloris withdrew her still-blackened arm, trying her best to remove the curse with the Touch of the Void and the magic costume of the common people.

It seems that because of the influence of the touch of the void, the Cangsheng magic costume can also accommodate other mysteries, but the scene just now is not the power of her or the magic costume, it just transfers the overflowing curse to the outside world.

Even so, the vestments were still blackened, and her arms were still melting like pitch.

Old man Blaise Harker, didn't he say that the mask could help her bear the curse!

Despite being cursed by a strange force, Cloris still didn't panic.This Murphy in front of him has no position to hurt her. No matter the position of the gods, or the personal grievances with Ariente, it is not a reason for him to violate the purpose of the epidemic doctor!

Epidemic doctors should not be confined inside.

Cloris didn't want to break her cognition on the first day she became an epidemic doctor.

"You seem to have used your spiritual veins, but I didn't feel it," Murphy laughed hoarsely, "The mask is also very good."

Cloris' eyes distorted by the mask pulled Murphy closer. To her surprise, the guy in front of her exuded a power that frightened her, but her life was infinitely approaching zero.

"That's right, but," Murphy shook his head, "You're not suitable for a plague doctor." He floated up and said condescendingly, "Didn't Alynt teach you how to cure curses?"

Healing Curse?

She has studied the anatomy of spiritual veins for a whole year, and she has to manage the evangelical correctional center every day and do various exercises. How can she have time to learn healing curses?

The general curse, the touch of the void can already deal with it.

Cloris' soft voice gradually turned cold: "What do you want to say?"

"He wants to see which one is the good baby of his teacher."

A moving mature female voice came from the kitchen. A woman with curly hair in a black backless evening dress was smoking a pipe, elegant, lazy and melancholy.

She was plump and strong, although the proportions of her figure were still slender, Cloris could see every curve of her lean muscles.

"Shut up, Dragon King," Murphy retracted his hand bones and said hoarsely, "Vampires are not worthy of being my teacher."

"Oh, oh, I understand, it's normal for a baby to be emotional...it's puberty." The black-haired woman held a pipe, she stood up, and walked slowly, with a graceful gait.

When he got closer, he wanted to reach out and touch Murphy's head, but what he grabbed was a mass of empty shadows.

"Tsk, when you were wearing crotch pants, you were almost drowned in snot, and you were crying to touch my teeth." The woman took a deep drag on the cigarette, and the tobacco in the pipe seemed to be inexhaustible. her melancholy.

"You're not good at joking, so shut up."

The woman sat down and saw the leftover beans that Cloris had eaten, she twirled two of them with her bare hands and fed them to her mouth, curling her lips: "Vegetables, disgusting."

The shadow let go of Carloson and Blaise Harker, and Murphy turned around and left with a group of epidemic doctors: "If you want Ariente to interfere with my decision-making, then let him come!"

Carlosson slumped on the ground, without any scruples about his image, but gasped and laughed: "This power, it's too foul, what is his realm?"

"Taller than that old boy Erez anyway," said Blaise Harker grumpily.

Both he and Carlosson have six skills, their spirits are deeper, and their medical skills are superb, but they have never fought a few times in their lives, and they are even more incomparable with Carlosson, who was born in a slum. He is not sitting on the ground at the moment. Maintain the dignity of the elders.

"Boy," the woman smiled, "you're getting old too, Blaise."

Blaise Harker wiped his sweat and nodded embarrassingly.

Cloris asked curiously, "What about my hand?"

The girl found that the curse did not spread further, nor did it cause any pain.

"Lemon water can neutralize toxins." The woman touched the girl's arm with a long cigarette holder, and said, "If there is a burn, just apply some healing potion."

"So simple?" Cloris was incredulous.

"Although Baby Murphy hates you, you still have the basic ethics. It is impossible to curse you with a real danger." The woman smiled and looked into the distance with a melancholy expression, "Human beings are so short..."

"Little baby..." Cloris muttered the woman's words.

Generally speaking, this term is embarrassing no matter how you think about it.

However, when it is used to describe the dark, scary, gear-stuffed epidemic doctor who speaks with an evil breath, what is revealed is not embarrassment, but horror.

"Even I will grow old one day," the woman said suddenly, "but do you think there is any curse that can make people live forever?"

"Should...not?" Blaise Harker said uncertainly.

Forever is too broad a word.For Xia Chong, the four seasons that have never been seen can be called eternity. For ordinary people, I am afraid that it is difficult to imagine how to spend a life span of a thousand years. As for the gods, at what point can they be regarded as the end of time?

The purpose of the plague doctor is to find a sustainable and eternal way for human beings, but that is too long, too long to be something that Blaise Harker can imagine. As a mortal, what he has to do is to follow his vision with the mask It has been passed down from generation to generation, so that countless people can achieve eternity for the same name.

"Really," the woman closed her eyes and continued to puff, she patted Blaise Harker on the shoulder, and said, "Let Ariente come to Gringting Court, if you want Shanna to exist, It requires the vote of an additional Hongxun epidemic doctor."

After that, she glanced at Cloris, who had taken off her mask, and said with a smile: "Lovely girl, I saw your performance at the ceremony today. And you are such a lively baby, if you want, you can visit me in the valley behind the tree of life, and I will treat you to tea."

"Okay," Cloris said still softly, "Thank you sister!"

"Sister..." The woman's eyebrows were always down, she smiled melancholy, shook her head, said nothing, just walked out lazily.

It wasn't until she left that Cloris asked hesitantly, "Is she?"

"One of the rulers of the association for 100 years," said Blaise Harker in a deep voice, "before I was born, she slept in the valley behind the tree of life, no one knows her name, but you can call her For... the Dragon King."

458. Cat Cafe and Communication

According to the black-haired woman, Cloris went to the goblin in the restaurant to ask for lemonade to drip on her arms, and those sticky asphalt-like shadows melted away, and her white arms glowed red, as if she had just been steamed in a sauna. .

After the two Hei Xun epidemic doctors left, the restaurant resumed its bustling scene, and the epidemic doctor asked the girl about the whereabouts of Ariente.Even if he is also a red-honored epidemic doctor, Ariente, who has lived for hundreds of years, is definitely far more valuable than the other eight people in the association. In terms of achievements, he is probably not much worse than the current three black-honored epidemic doctors.

Cloris smiled perfunctorily, wondering whether to use Ariant as a gimmick to attract some experienced doctors to the city that never sleeps.It would be great if we could build a branch of Phillips Medical College.

Back at the hotel, Sister Agatha was in contact with the monks of the Church of the Sun in the lobby. She heard that the missionary work had encountered many difficulties, and she wanted to seek some financial support from the Evangelical Correctional Institute.

Feng Shui took turns. When she was in the city that never sleeps, Cloris had never seen the Church of the Sun in such a desperate state. Many monks were beaten up by local gangsters, and their stalls were overturned several times.From this, it can be seen that Gulingting doesn't like Church of the Sun very much.If you really want to believe in religion, the three big islands of the Star Church are suspended above the head of Gulingting, why bother to look far away and find you a little-known magic stick?I can't afford to pay the protection fee, ah!

The empire has a consulate in Gullingdu, but this remote place has no strategic interests at all, so there are two or three big cats and kittens in the consulate, and the staff have to work part-time to maintain expenses.

The achievements in the city that never sleeps originally made many priests excited and gearing up, thinking that the way to spread the holy light would be opened, and they would be invincible in the ignorant land, but they found it was a big mistake after they came to the ancient spirit court.

Cloris was too lazy to take care of the mission of the Church of the Sun, and asked Peggy to send them [-] to [-] Aegis to finish the job. As for the nuns and monks who could stay in the Gospel Correctional Institute, although they belonged to the Church of the Sun, they were more loyal to her.The more benevolent the cleric, the more clearly he can see what kind of mess the city that never sleeps was a year ago.

Back in the guest room, Paya, dressed as a maid, knelt at the door with a flushed face and cast her body on the ground: "The shepherd is kind, slave, slave..." She raised her face and said excitedly, "I am also praying for the shepherd today. Come on, beseech the whip of the shepherd!"

Cynthia's personality was very unstable, and Paya came back after a while of sleep.

Cloris glanced at Peggy who was standing next to her: "You taught her?"

"I, I didn't," Peggy said with trepidation, "It's just that she always said sheep, lord, etc., so I asked her if she was a slave... She seems to like it very much."

"Where's Nana?" the girl asked.

"Miss Kerner was walking by the lake," Paige replied.

Cloris guessed that the elf didn't want to see Paya like this.Naina tried to change Paya, but the three views of the two were inherently inconsistent, so she had to avoid this crazy woman intentionally or unintentionally.It was also on this day that the elves understood for the first time what it meant to be "incurable".

"Go down." Cloris signaled Peggy to avoid it.

She sat down on the sofa in the living room of the suite, Paya twisted her body excitedly, and crawled to the girl's feet: "Master, the slave atonement is here..."

Cloris rubbed between her brows in distress, not knowing which step she had taken wrongly.

Was Paya like this when he served Chifa?

the answer is negative.

At the Grace House, Paya had indeed been submissive, but not so self-serving.

"Paya, did Qifa use nightmares to scare you back then?" Cloris asked, "Why are you so obedient to me?"

"Paya has broken free from the devil's way, and with the watchful eyes of the shepherd, the slave will have nothing to fear!"

Cloris slightly narrowed her black onyx eyes—is this really Paya?

Has the pastor ever spoken so clearly?

Paya said again: "I just remember that the pastor once said that from now on, slaves will only see and worship the pastor."

Cloris remembered that she had indeed said such words, and she had also destroyed the horrible impression of Qifa in Paya's dream.

However, Paya looks like a female cat wagging its tail in spring.

Did the repeated punishments make her more addicted to that situation?

It's hard for a girl to imagine that someone can really get happiness from pain.

Do you reduce your guilt by belittling yourself?

Cloris became more and more aware of Paya's thinking, but she was powerless to reverse it.Moreover, the woman in front of her is not necessarily Paya.

"Cynthia, you already dominate the body, right?"

Cloris' words made the priest dressed as a maid stiffen. The latter showed a charming smile and his eyes were intoxicated: "Cynthia? Hasn't that ugly murderer been expelled by the pastor?" The soles of Cloris's feet were climbing up with her slender fingers, soft and graceful like vines, and at the same time she opened her mouth lightly, "Please punish Paya, the herdsman—"

"boom!"

Six void touches erupted from the girl's right shoulder, pressing Paya to the ground.

Cloris leaned on the sofa, overlooking the woman who was trembling with excitement: "I don't like lying sheep. Lying to the shepherd is a taboo for sheep. This proves that you want to deviate from my guidance."

"No!" Paya struggled to raise his head, "Slaves are willing to crawl in the footsteps of the herdsman, and return to the arms of the herdsman after death!"