A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

At this moment, Veronica hugged her lightly from behind, resting her chin on her head: "Lissie, do you want me to order a song for you?"

Cloris looked at the extremely slow-moving gunmen in the audience, and she knew that it wasn't that those people were moving too slowly, but that in the dream that merged with reality, people with strong spirits could make their consciousness faster.

The girl simply asked: "Then what do you want?"

Veronica held the delicate revolver with both hands, and said softly, "Teach me how to play with a gun..."

213. Gram-style temptation ([-])

The timbre is distorted, the pupils dilate slowly, the splashed blood is lazily coiled, and the bullets rotate slowly in the airflow.

Thoughts are speeding up, but physical activities are not restricted.

"Is this a collective dream?" Cloris asked.

"There is not much difference, without the participation of other dream walkers, we can have a wild co-op here..."

"Shut up."

Veronica is not like a bathhouse this time, using the consciousness of a group of people to construct a collective dream.

The nature of collective dreams will not have an overly obvious impact on reality, only the creatures that enter the dream will feed back the damage they suffer to reality.

Tonight, she directly used the mighty power of the dreamland to cover the scene, not only possessing the power to do whatever she wanted in the dreamland, but also merging with reality.

This will consume a lot of accumulated wishes, but Veronica feels that it is worthwhile to buy Cloris' smile in this way, and she enjoys it herself.

Feeling Veronica's gentle request, Cloris's heart softened, and she sighed, "I'm not good at playing with guns either."

She took the succubus's hand and said: "I don't need to consider the hit rate for the things I usually use. There is no need to fight with targets that are too far away. Well...you have to consider the wind direction and the recoil of each gun. And distance, I can't teach you anything..."

"It's okay," Veronica whispered, "Just hold it like this. If you say shoot, I'll pull the trigger."

If those targets were not considered to be real flesh and blood, Cloris might be indulging in the warmth of the back of Veronica's hand.

The light balls flashed alternately, colorful notes appeared in the hall, and soothing and soft music sounded. Veronica said: ""Symphony of Dreams", I know every note of this piece by heart, and I can make it Several variations—"

"shot."

"boom."

Veronica pulled the trigger, and the bullet floated in the muzzle.

Cloris saw that the eyes of the gunmen gradually turned bloodshot. They seemed to have heard something particularly terrifying, and every muscle slowly heaved and trembled.

The flow rate of the music was consistent with the thinking of the two women, and when it fell into the minds of the gunmen, it was another scene of hell.

Veronica added thoughtfully: "Don't worry about your companions."

Cloris nodded, she moved the succubus's slender hands, commanding:

"Shoot." "Bang."

"Shoot." "Bang."

"Shoot shoot shoot shoot shoot!" "Bang bang bang bang!"

The seven bullets moved forward slowly, and Cloris asked, "Is your revolver infinite?"

"It's just a trick."

"Kiss me." "Bang."

Veronica was startled, and just about to catch up, Cloris tilted her head and said with a smile: "There is no chance now—"

The girl seemed very happy, and the succubus immediately raised the corners of her lips.

The flow of thought slows down and time returns to normal.

Gunshots rang out, and the gunmen pouring out of the corridor were invincible.

These terrifying scenes are no longer something ordinary people, or even ordinary superhumans, can handle. The gunmen in the corridor are like tides, hiding, trampling, rushing deeper, looking for the boss to report to the powerful enemy.

But looking at the Klaug faction, where is there any superhuman who can stop Veronica?

The dance hall didn't even have any protective measures, let alone secret scripts and magic circles against foreign enemies.In the entire Indigo Club, only Sim has hired a few half-baked wizards, which is already the upper limit for the local snake gang.

Veronica picked up a rifle, pulled the trigger and fired, the rhythmic sound of the shots never stopped.

One by one, the little bosses fell down suddenly, with gunpowder smoke still filling their heads.

Cloris stared, "Are you playing dumb with me?"

Veronica looked left and right, but she couldn't hide her pride in her eyes: "Is the little wild cat talking to me, an idiot?"

It seems that being able to fool Cloris in even a small matter is something to be happy about.

Cloris rolled her eyes in reproach, but she didn't really get angry. She took out the [toy gun] and led the members into the depths of the ballroom.

The girl and Veronica were able to eliminate all of Craig's hands, but she still made these members risk their lives to follow.

After Sim's death, the territory of the Indigull Society will be in chaos for a long time.Cloris doesn't want the tragedy of refugees to continue on Zaoxing Street. The Indigo Club also has a lot of places to use. Therefore, she uses Craig to make the foreign enemies fearful and make these members obey her. His will can at least maintain the stability of part of the territory.

Veronica contributed a lot to this, and Cloris couldn't face hundreds of gunmen and superhumans in the entire ballroom alone. She pretended to be a tiger, and with a succubus, there was no difference between low-level superhumans and ordinary people.

It's just that from now on, Cloris will have an extra rumored girlfriend.

This is indeed a rare thing for the low-level citizens, but in a world that relies on fists to speak, no member of the society will feel wronged.

Some bosses like men, some bosses like goblins, and some bosses like alien species with tentacles in the deep sea.Life is so absurd, it's not unusual for their current "boss" to have a girlfriend who is so weird that people fear and love him at the same time.

On the contrary, relying on powerful force makes people excited.

Cloris led people straight into the depths of the ballroom. Inside was a long corridor and many independent boxes. There was a gunman at the end with a gun. The girl directly used the [toy gun] to tear down an entire wall, not taking an unusual path.

Behind the wall were men and women in disheveled clothes. The sudden chaos made everyone unable to react in time.

"Excuse me." Cloris didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately, and she didn't care about other people's personal morals. She smiled and apologized, and continued to load the gun.

"Miss Cloris, I know this guy, he is Dilu's youngest son!" A member immediately knocked the man down.

Upon hearing this, Cloris walked over curiously, staring left and right at Little Dilu.This guy looks like a dog, looks passable, but the most important thing is that his body is covered with gold and silver ornaments, which is fatal to many people.

"Don't kill me, big brother... big sister, I'm not from this dance hall, I'm here to consume, don't kill me!"

"You know Peggy?" Cloris tilted her head.

"She...offended you?"

"One thing, come on, stand up a bit." Cloris smiled and asked the members to push the little Dilu against the wall, and she said softly, "Craig is the ghost of the Diru family, right? You This little cutie with thick eyebrows and big eyes can really find a place to hide."

"I, I, I... I can take you to Clegg, the enmity between you and him has nothing to do with me—"

"Gerald, move aside..."

Cloris was talking when a head flew in from the door.

The girl retracted the line, and the gunmen who surrounded the room were scared out of their wits and retreated again.

She looked at Little Dilu again and asked, "Are there any other members of the Dilu family in this ballroom?"

"No, no, no, no..." Little Dilu trembled, "You can tie me up as a hostage, you can..."

"You kind of waste should be able to live freely here because you don't even have the idea of ​​the Grace House?" Cloris asked gently.

Even if the Grace House wanted to control the Dilu family, it would still choose a loyal and capable agent among the sons of Da Dilu.

Pure waste?Why not directly support the other leaders of the Dilu family when supporting a pure waste that even his subordinates can't control?Charity House also pays attention to efficiency.

"You...you know the Grace House!" Little Dilu said in shock.

"Any last words?" Cloris asked.

"beg……"

"boom!"

The moment Cloris finished her question, she pulled the trigger, and Little Dilu blasted open a door against the wall. A black-robed priest and... Clegg with a cloudy expression stood opposite the door.

"My neck is clean without washing it," Cloris narrowed her eyes, and laughed at Clegg, "but you'd better rinse your intestines, otherwise..." She shot directly, and her enthusiastic and hearty laughter roared Piao Yuan, "It will be ugly to fly out!!"

214. Gram-style temptation ([-])

Cloris really hates a messy environment, but this kind of "chaos" belongs to the disharmony after destroying the original things.

But if there is a new environment that completely replaces the previous appearance, then it will be "harmonious" again with a subtle gesture.

She recalled that in another world far away, she was not satisfied with crossing out the typos in the composition grid with a line, so she simply smeared them evenly with ink blobs.

Craig was not mangled from that shot, the shot was deflected.

"What's going on?" Cloris asked.

"Uh, well, a dream walker," Veronica shrugged irresponsibly, shaking her head sadly, "If the mouse didn't take the initiative to come out of the hole, I wouldn't be able to detect it immediately."

The dream walker in Veronica's mouth refers to a person who can control dreams within a certain authority in a broad sense.These extraordinary people can endow unique mysterious characteristics through dreams and have unique expertise, but they are not as good as professionals in pure dream battles, and it is difficult to freely travel through different dreams and even illusions.

The whole building was shrouded in the dream brought by Veronica, and the black-robed priest used the ability of [Nightmare] to shift Clegg's position, more precisely, it shifted Cloris' senses and cognition. Know.

Cloris hadn't really confronted [Nightmare] before, and the priest in white robes she met before stumbled on the shadow puppet, and she couldn't count.

The priest in the black robe didn't move any further, but Clegg laughed sinisterly: "The big beauty and the little beauty, ah, Miss Cloris, right? I just let Jotun wash his neck, but I didn't let you... ...You are so cute, what should be washed is..."

Before the words finished, Veronica's index and middle fingers curled slightly, Craig's neck twisted exaggeratedly, and he gasped for breath: "Down... ho ho ho... face..."

Being in the home of the enemy's dreamland, one must either create a miniature dreamland like a black-robed priest to protect oneself from the authority of the opponent's near-creator, or have matching mighty power to offset its mysterious characteristics.

However, it can also rely on pure emotion and strong will.

Clegg's neck was not broken, his whole body was red and hot, his persistent desire burst out from his flesh and blood, and the strange fragrance filled the air. All the people present had dry throats and hot stomachs.

"Mr. Marno..." Craig growled hoarsely at the black-robed priest, but his pupils were blurred for a moment, and only a beast-like moan remained, "Beautiful...people..."

The black-robed priest withdrew his palm from Craig's cap and said to Veronica, "There shouldn't be someone like you in the city that never sleeps."

"Lust..." Veronica frowned, "The House of Mercy also uses these original sins from the abyss?"

"..."

The black-robed priest was silent, his figure faded, Craig roared, and immediately afterward, the gunmen around covered their heads and screamed, even the members brought by Cloris were inevitably affected.

"Gerald, take people out," Cloris ordered, and then said to Veronica, "He has cast magic on the souls of these gunmen..."

The people around are either greedy or tyrannical, manic desire sweeps over any man or woman, gluttonous desire devours during copulation, unknown things merge in boiling emotions, Clegg is like a slug covered with human limbs and genitals, His eyes were blood red, and he stared straight at Cloris: "Beauty... ho ho ho ho..."

"Yahahahahah!"

At this time, Cloris discovered that behind the curtain of the box was a pair of sisters who were not infected by desire.

The two bruised women ran away in terror, looking at Cloris for help.

"The man in the black robe has escaped!" said Cloris.

"He can't get away, I'll go after him," Veronica asked with a smile, "Can you handle this guy?"

"Are all your relatives in hell so ugly and disgusting?" Cloris didn't answer directly, she used the touch of the void to hook the two women to her side for protection, and mocked secretly.

"The abyss and hell are two worlds, stupid wild cat."

"The same is the fallen domain, what's the difference?"

"The abyss is the corruption of extreme desire." Veronica looked at Clegg who was crawling like a snail, and said softly.

"Where is Hell?" Cloris reloaded two bullets at a leisurely pace. The friendship price of one bullet was 120 Aegis, almost a year's salary for a citizen of the city that never sleeps.

"Hell..." Veronica seemed to have been eroded by the pink mist released by Clegg. At this time, she was still looking at the girl affectionately. -"

She was about to kiss her, but Cloris was not the kind of character in the movie who would go on the battlefield and fall in love. She covered the succubus's lips with her finger, and said rather helplessly, "Pay attention to the occasion..."

Pay attention to the occasion.

Craig has already gone mad. Not only did these two sluts not throw themselves into his arms under the urging of the mist, but they flirted face to face like no one else!It's a crime that cannot be punished!

"I'll be away for 3 minutes." Veronica glanced at the two slave girls on the ground whose eyes were getting more and more foggy, and said with a slight smile, "If you steal food, don't let me find out, otherwise..."

"otherwise?"

"Otherwise I'll join in!"

"Bitch!"

Cloris picked up a chair and threw it over, the succubus dissipated like smoke, leaving only the echo of seductive laughter.

Craig's eyes were full of lust, and Cloris sighed a little tired of being stared at.