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There was no more information from Alaya, and Nangong Luoyu left after making a deal.

However, Nangong Luoyu is still planning to make some other plans.

As for now, Nangong Luoyu didn't think too much about things that he couldn't understand.

After talking to Joan of Arc, Nangong Luoyu knew that she didn't understand when she saw Joan's confused expression.

"Okay, you just need to know that you can't just live in this era, you have to live in the future." Nangong Luoyu said helplessly.

"Yes, sir."

Jeanne nodded.

For her, it doesn't matter where she lives, as long as she can follow in the footsteps of the Lord.

Seeing this, Nangong Luoyu waved his hand, and a ray of light led him and Joan of Arc to disappear here.

And when they left, Alaya also started to act.

He photographed the heroic spirits and began to modify the memories of those people.

There is no way, Alaya can't take the initiative to influence the world at all, and can only rely on the heroic spirits.

Fortunately, these heroic spirits have signed contracts, and they cannot disobey Alaya's orders at all.

Soon, everyone's memories were modified, and history finally returned to its normal course.

As for Nangong Luoyu's curse on those sinners, he didn't make any changes.

Although Alaya has no self-awareness, he can still think. He can't calculate whether sitting like this will anger Nan Teluoyu.

Therefore, 737 did not touch those people.

Anyway, the death of Joan of Arc is an important historical node, and those people are not that important.

In the dark environment, the stench of putrefaction and water vapor permeated the air.

This is the Matou mansion that stands on a hill in a remote mountain town and hides deep underground.

Countless ferocious and disgusting bugs squirmed on the wet ground, walls, and ceilings, which was a scene that patients with trysophobia dared not look directly at.

The smell of insects came back again, which was disgusting.

On the steps of the warehouse, a dying old man was standing there.

There is no hair on the old man's towering head, his limbs are as thin as a mummy, and his sunken eye sockets reveal hale and hearty light.

This old man with a terrifying appearance is the head of the Matou family, Matou Zouyan.

"Sakura, go down." Matou Zouken said to the little girl following him.

It was a little girl with black hair and delicate face, about five years old.

It was Tohsaka Sakura who had just been adopted from the Tohsaka family.

At this moment, Sakura's whole body was trembling, and she was stunned on the steps.

The insects wriggling densely under the steps gave her such a shock that she was too scared to move.

Now she doesn't have the sense of loss of being abandoned by her parents, and her heart is full of unspeakable fear.

Sakura cried: "Grandpa, let's go out, it's... so dark..."

"Be obedient, go down quickly, and you won't be afraid when you get used to it."

Matou Zouken showed a cruel sneer, pushed Sakura's back with a cane, and pushed her down the steps.

Seeing Sakura fell to the ground, not only did he not show any pity on his face, but he looked forward to the screams that the little girl was about to make.

"Grandpa, I'm going home! I'm going home!"

Sakura immediately got up and tried to run towards the exit of the basement.

"Hehe, it looks like I need to be trained first!"

Matou Zouken didn't care about the little girl's struggle, and a simple hint of magic directly stopped Wang Yuqian.

"Sakura, be obedient, let's go down."

There was a sense of sadism in Matou Zouken's voice.

Sakura remained conscious, walking uncontrollably towards the basement.

Even though she was so anxious that she was about to cry, she still couldn't stop.

Just when Sakura was about to despair, the air in the basement suddenly trembled.

Two figures appeared abruptly on the wet steps.

The faint light illuminated the faces of a man and a woman. They were the two who traveled through time and brought Joan to modern times.

As for why it appeared here, of course Nangong Luoyu did it on purpose.

After all, they all come to Xingyue World, so they have to complete a check-in and save Sakura.

When I first watched anime (cgeg), I made Nanshi Luoxi disgusting.

Seeing the two people who appeared suddenly, Jiantong Zouyan showed a look of astonishment.

There is no response from the barrier outside... Could it be space movement?

Second magic?

"It's really a disgusting place, if I knew it, I would have shuttled earlier."

Nangong Luoyu's voice sounded in the dark basement, startling the swarm of insects to tremble.

He stood next to Tohsaka Sakura, stretched out his hand and patted the little girl directly, and then erased the hint magic that was imposed on her mentally.

Immediately, the little girl regained her physical freedom and raised her head to look at Nangong Luoyu suspiciously.

"Lord, here.........

Looking at the worms wriggling all around, Jeanne almost got goosebumps all over her body.

Although she has experienced many battlefields, she still can't stand this purely disgusting scene.

Thinking of this, she hurried to Nangong Luoyu's side.

Seeing Sakura still covered in tears, Joan quickly squatted down and hugged her up.

A child appeared in such a place, making Joan subconsciously want to protect her,

"You are..." Sakura looked at Joan of Arc, felt the warm embrace, a little puzzled, but also a little relieved.

"It's okay, you will protect you."

Joan touched Sakura's head, pinched her cheeks, and showed a soft smile.

This smile infected Sakura, which made the little girl's uneasiness subside a lot.

"Who are these two?"

At this moment, Matou Zouken regained his composure.

His deep-set eye sockets released eagle-like gazes, staring at Nangong Luoyu and Joan of Arc.

"What is the purpose of visiting the old man's magic workshop?"

The voice of Jiantong Zouyan sounded gloomy, making Nangong Luoyu frowned, this old thing really made people feel unpleasant from the inside out.

"Matou's dirty inkstone."

Until then, Nangong Luoyu's eyes fell on Jiantong Zouyan.

Wearing a blue and gray kimono, a bald, hunchbacked short man with limbs as thin as a mummy.

There was a hale and hearty light in the deep-set eye sockets, and there was an unpleasant stench all over his body.

This is a rotten smell emanating from the depths of the soul.

From the perspective of Nangong Luoyu, the former soul of Matou Zouyan is quite dazzling.

Maybe not as good as those fanatics and saints who believed in him, but it is far from being comparable to ordinary people.

It's a pity that obsession and years of erosion have distorted his soul until now

All that was left was a rotting mass of filth.

Nangong Luoyu's gaze gave Matou Zouken a feeling that all the secrets had been seen through.

However, before he could speak, Nangong Luoyu spoke again.

"Markyrie Zorgen."