Fairyland, big problem

[Elf Paradise, there is a big problem] 【】

ah--

A cry of pain from the soul erupted from the body of the red wedding dress, and the hair of 'Madam Qiansi' stretched so fast that it was impossible to avoid it.

The shoulders, knees, and back of the waist are all pierced by strands of hair...the last strand of hair points to the back of the head of the red wedding dress.

"Come on, child, let me eliminate those messy emotions in your soul, and become a qualified repertory performer, so that you are qualified to pursue perfection."

Slightly.

The hair went through the back of the head and pierced into the body, and the red wedding dress twitched slightly, unable to make any sound.

"Then, let's make it a puppet... huh?"

'Madam Qiansi' has been stuck in countless operations, and there is an extremely strong emotion resisting.

Squinting his eyes to observe carefully, the red wedding dress floating less than ten meters in front of him struggled helplessly.

However, the hair of "Madame Qiansi" connected to the body of the red wedding dress was dyed red at the end of the contact, and a steady stream of emotions flowed back.

Sweetness, love, lovesickness, anxiety...

It all comes from the emotions of the red wedding dress.

Obviously it's just emotions, and it can't reach the level of magic, but it can firmly stop the erosion of 'Madam Qiansi'.

"You are..."

"Master Cthulhu...my special ability is emotion."

"What?!"

The hoisted red wedding dress was turned over the head, the red hijab had already been broken and scattered, and the pale lips evoked a sweet smile.

Being able to protect her sweetheart, the red wedding dress is proud of her current status.

"This is my special ability. Actually, I don't really want to use it. I want to hoard them up and exchange them with my blood for three to five days to become a living person and complete the wedding with Wen Jiu...but."

Tears of blood flowed from the corners of the red wedding dress's eyes, "I must be here, I must be here to protect him!"

Boom!

The red wings spread out from the back of the red wedding dress.

There is a color difference between the two wings, one side is pink and the other is dark red.

"This is my emotion, half lovesickness, half love."

The level of evil-type psionic energy on the red wedding dress continued to rise, breaking through the original level of evil spirits, and continued to climb.

"The more thoughts and love I have in my heart, the stronger the emotions I transform. They are all my treasures. I really don't want to consume them like this unless I have to..."

'Madam Qiansi' sensed the other party's evil-type psionic energy, and had indeed broken through to the evil level...

Skip the level of false gods, which means directly reaching the level of evil gods! !

"How is it possible? Shouldn't you break through to the false evil god!"

"I do not know."

The red wedding dress did not wipe away the blood and tears, nor did it pull out the black hair connected by 'Madam Qiansi'.

"In order to fully accumulate strength, I gave up promotion to the false evil god... I don't know what I will look like, I just hope that I will look like Wen Jiu likes it."

'Mrs. Qiansi' increased her control, and the emotions returned by her hair became stronger.

The red wedding dress knew that even if she used the accumulated love emotions to temporarily reach the current state, she still couldn't compete with the ancient evil god.

It is better to have hair to connect the soul, and the red wedding dress completely releases all love at the cost of burning the soul, so as to trap the "Madam Qiansi", even if it can only last for a short while.

"What do you want to do?!"

'Madam Qiansi' found that her soul was uncontrollable, and she was heading towards an unknown and vaguely longing direction.

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[Elf Paradise, there is a big problem] 【】

There are rich and fragrant emotions, and the pursuit of beautiful love in the world.

The weight of emotions is so great that it is hard to imagine that it only comes from a single evil spirit.

"Madame Qiansi" saw a myriad of illusory scenes in it,

It is more beautiful than the multitude of tragedies it has produced with its own hands.

From humans to other creatures to evil, wherever there is a soul there is emotion.

Trapped by love, but also sublimated by love.

This is a wonderful world that 'Mrs. Qiansi' has never been in contact with.

"You... you want to trap me with this emotion?!"

"Yes, although it won't last long, I worked hard and did it..."

The figure of the red wedding dress began to dissipate.

It was not the damage to the dress caused by the injury, but it was truly transformed into evil psionic energy, into ashes of the soul, and even more amazing lovesickness and love broke out in the process.

'Madam Qiansi' is trapped in the crimson world, and the depths of her soul are constantly calling out. This is the perfect play it is struggling to pursue.

Before, I always felt that there was something missing in my stage, but this time 'Madam Qiansi' gradually realized that what it really lacked was a soul.

All the actors on the stage are puppets, they are all puppets who are only at the mercy of others, and now even 'Mrs. Qiansi' has become a puppet.

How can a stage that has lost its soul perform wonderfully...

"Little girl, madam, I have been taught..."

While letting go of the body and mind to perceive the crimson world, 'Madam Qiansi' let go of all her defenses, the curse spread rapidly in its soul, and the bandage was coiled up to its neck.

'Madam Qiansi' didn't realize it, but enjoyed the current state instead.

With the ultimate longing and love in the world, with the understanding and satisfaction between life and death...

In the end, the cursed bandage wrapped around the face of 'Madam Qiansi' and touched the nose.

'Mrs. Qiansi' fell down, her exposed eyes were fixed on the already transparent red wedding dress.

It didn't speak any more, it just passed the news through the soul.

What's your name, little girl?

Anjia, An Hongdou.

An Hongdou, good name...

'Madam Qiansi' retracted her hair, all of which were wrapped in bandages.

Little girl, you're going to die too, do you regret it?

How could it be possible to regret it?

The red wedding dress smiled beautifully and brilliantly. After regaining control of its body, it began to fly towards the direction of the stone, appearing to be struggling.

As it flutters, it leaves behind bright dust.

That is dissipated evil psionic energy and soul.

With the passage of time and the shortening of the distance, the figure of the red wedding dress became more and more faint, completely disappearing from the feet upwards, and gradually disappeared to the calves...

Death Coffin was puzzled.

The two souls on the Haixin Pear Garden were extremely weak.

One of them is 'Madame Qiansi', the curse covers more than 95%, it is impossible for it to move decently, and the crisis of the director is lifted.

The other soul is more fragile, so there is no need to pay attention to it, it will dissipate in twenty or thirty seconds.

The death coffin cannot see the outside world, and can only judge based on the close-range perception of the soul.

Judging that the broken souls floating in cannot pose a threat to the director, wait and see what happens, and then quickly open and defend if there is a problem.

The red figure turned around the stone and looked at Wen Jiu soaked in the sea water from the neck down, feeling distressed.

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[Elf Paradise, there is a big problem] 【】

"Why is Mr. Wen in such a mess... It's all my fault. I should have arrived earlier."

It was obviously just a simple whisper, but Wen Jiu, who was under the dual effects of the peace talisman and mental noise, felt a soft power, and slowly opened his eyes.

The surroundings are cold, drowsy, and the head is drowsy with blurred vision, making the lumpy scene in front of him look infinitely lazy.

There is a vague warmth in holding Wen Jiu's cheeks, and the lips are pressed together by the soft and plump touch...and then separated.

Gradually weakening whispers came from my ears.

It was very close at first, and then drifted farther and farther away, making it hard to tell whether it was real or an illusion.

"Linglong Dice An Hongdou, lovesickness to the bone, knows..."