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The angry Mo Bingli's eyes were full of anger. She firmly locked on the voice in front of her, raised the flower stand in her hand and lowered it, then raised it again and lowered it, and then continued to raise and lower it.

This is a righteous punishment from the girl, and every drop contains the girl's anger. A girl who is still in her first love is the most interested in relationships. The scene that appears in front of her at this moment is undoubtedly the most complete mockery of her, no matter what

It's unbearable no matter what.

The surrounding waiters no longer made any movements, as if they had turned into sculptures. Other figures in the banquet hall seemed to have frozen, and the music echoing in the hall gradually faded away.

The girl named "Luo Lin" didn't seem to be affected, but she was startled by Mo Bingli's sudden move. She stared blankly at Mo Bingli who was holding hands with her just now.

The figures fought fiercely until...until the figure turned into a faceless monster, and then showed a thoughtful expression.

"Hoo, ho..."

She didn't know how many times she hit it, but Mo Bingli slowly stopped.

She looked at the waiters who were no longer moving, then at the faceless monster with a half-deflated head lying in a pool of blood, and then at the man with his arms folded in front of his chest with a somewhat thoughtful smile.

The beautiful girl with long black hair threw away the somewhat deformed metal flower stand.

The banquet hall is collapsing. No, to be precise, the whole world is collapsing.

It is impossible for the world to collapse for such a simple reason, so what collapsed at this moment should be the illusion.

Mo Bingli casually tucked the hair that fell in front of her forehead behind her ears, glared at the girl named "Luo Lin" angrily, and then walked straight ahead. In the direction of her step, a door closed

The closed door suddenly appeared without warning. Without any hesitation, the girl opened the door and walked in.

Before leaving, Mo Bingli noticed that a closed door appeared in front of "Luo Lin". But the next moment, she found herself in the small, dilapidated courtyard of the underground world.

"Meow meow meow!"

There was a slight meowing sound coming from the side, and at the same time, I felt a slight tug on the corner of the robe. When I lowered my head, I saw that it was Xiu Yi's demon pet Malu. At this moment, Malu was looking at Mo Bingli with curious eyes.

, a furry tail even wrapped around Mo Bingli's calf. In Ma Lu's bright red pupils, her image at the moment was reflected: a prairie elf with a height of 1.4 meters and a slight baby fat.

Mo Bingli blinked her eyes and quickly adapted to the dim environment, then turned her head and looked behind her.

In the yard behind him, Amo was lying on the ground and taking a nap. Xiu Yi and the two little guys were sleeping soundly on Amo's back.

——What exactly is this...

Mo Bingli bent down and held the meowing Ma Lu in her arms.

As if she noticed something, Ma Lu stretched out her little paws and touched Mo Bingli's hair as if to comfort her. And inadvertently, Mo Bingli saw a pale figure lying in the darkness outside the yard.

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The pale figure was lying on its back, with blood all over its head and face. This figure had no face and its body was quite bloated.

This was not the first time that Mo Bingli saw a monster like this. And the first time, the target of this monster's attack was not her, but Xiu Yi.

…

At the same time, in a single room, a pale girl slowly woke up.

She slowly sat up from the bed, and then looked around. A familiar scene immediately came into view. This was the hotel she rented in Taimar, the thousand-year capital. Although there were not many furnishings in the room,

But they were all hand-picked by her, so every table and chair is extremely familiar.

The girl gently tucked the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears, then turned sideways, and a pair of slender legs immediately hung down from the edge of the bed.

——You...are you with "her" now?

The girl silently asked questions in her heart.

The experience just now was definitely not an ordinary dream, but a "real illusion"! If "she" hadn't keenly discovered what was wrong and then started to fight, there is no doubt that the girl would have fallen into trouble at that time.

Compared with "her" "strongness" and "possessiveness", this is normal. Love should be selfish and exclusive. As for the girl, she doesn't care how many lovers her sweetheart has, and she even wants her sweetheart's lover.

The more the better. In the animal world, the number of mates determines the strength of an individual. If your sweetheart has many lovers, this will reflect the difference between your sweetheart and others, which is what girls like to see. Of course, in the end,

The one you love must be yourself, that’s fine. If not... hum, hum, hum!

Holding the pillow on the bed in her arms, the girl got up from the bed and walked slowly to the window. She stretched out her hands and the unlocked window opened, and a towering bell tower appeared in front of her.

This is the symbol of the Thousand-Year Capital of Taimar - the Stigmata Clock Tower.

The Stigmata Bell Tower is a legacy of the previous era and has a history of more than a thousand years. It is said that every time the Stigmata Bell rings, it means that the disaster of annihilation has arrived. However, so far, the Stigma Clock Tower has not been established in this country.

The era has not yet sounded, so no one knows whether the legend of the Stigmata Bell is true or just a rumor.

However... the girl knew very well that the time when the Stigmata Bell Tower was ringing was not far away.

When the Stigmata Bell rings, countless evils will fall from the sky, and the Thousand-Year Capital of Taimar will be bathed in endless blood. Is there any chance to save this Thousand-Year Capital and then win the final battle?

…

——No, now is not the time to consider the Stigmata Bell!

The girl wrinkled her nose and forcibly turned her thoughts in one direction. Although one of her reasons for renting this hotel was for the Stigmata Bell.

I originally thought that I didn’t have many opponents... I shouldn’t have originally thought that I had no opponents, not even a single opponent! So as long as I find my dear, I will naturally be able to capture it, and then I can live a life of two people, no shame or impatience.

days. But I didn't expect that the guy who didn't care about the least suddenly jumped out and now became the most threatening competitor. This sudden contrast is really unpleasant! And there are people around this guy who doesn't care about the least.

There are so many outstanding women, so wouldn’t my position as the empress of the palace be no longer guaranteed?

After ravaging the pillow in her arms a few times, the girl pouted slightly unhappily. Although she usually looked soft and weak, such a cute side was never shown to others.

.Even if he is his sweetheart, he has only met him once or twice.

——You...were you just thinking about finding "her" and not coming to me?

Thinking of her sweetheart's unfavorable behavior, the girl's little mouth pouted even higher. The little man with black wings in her heart drew out a sharp blade and started shouting and killing.

——Um... No! The first time we met was... in "her" territory. But that was two years later... Besides, he probably doesn't know me yet, and "

She is an old friend, otherwise she would definitely come to me first!

The little man with white wings descended from the sky with a holy light. The little man with white wings stepped down and trampled the little man with black wings with a fierce look under his feet. The little man with black wings struggled desperately, but no matter she

No matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't escape from the feet of the white-winged villain.

——Yes, yes! We met under the ancient elf tree at that time. He happened to lose, but he still insisted that he won. Hehe, that look was really fun. And I was...

The girl's gaze gradually became far-reaching, as if she was immersed in boundless memories. Vaguely, it seemed that she could see hearts emerging from her eyes.

The little man with black wings managed to escape from the feet of the little man with white wings, and then he was hit by a large amount of pink hearts that suddenly poured out. The little man wailed, then fell to the ground, motionless.

The little man with white wings seemed to be frightened. He immediately blamed himself and used a small branch picked up from somewhere to gently poke the little man with black wings. It seemed that he wanted to kill the little man with black wings.

wake.

——He stretched out his hand to me when I was most desperate. I remember the warmth and care coming from that hand. He made me realize what warmth is when I wanted to give up everything. With this

Warmth, I escaped from the sea of ​​misery. He held me back when I was about to turn into a devil, allowing me to always be myself, not a puppet at the mercy of others...

After a while, the girl who was in a daze in front of the window shook her head vigorously, and her eyes became cold.

——He is a good man, a hopeless good man. At that time, I was not worthy of him. At that time, my hands were already stained with blood, including those of innocent people and some of criminals. So I chose to leave,

Leaving far away. I can’t implicate him because of the mistakes I made, nor can I pass on my sins to him. I can only leave silently, silently enduring the loneliness and sadness...

The girl's gaze gradually upwards, and the blue sky was immediately reflected in her dark pupils.

——Now... I'm back, from the depths of hell! Those who deserved their sins have received the judgment they deserve! May they repent well in hell and never be reincarnated! And I,

I have also been given a new life! So now I have the right to pursue my own happiness!

The girl's eyes fell from the blue sky. She turned around, and the mirror on the bedside table immediately reflected her pretty face.

——My name is Leila Marucart, the goddess of magic Mitriel, please guide your followers...